Strictly speaking, using phantom technology to set the background for video shooting is different from post-production special effects production.

When shooting a special effects movie, the actors first need to perform in front of the air in front of a green screen, and the final picture will not be combined until the special effects are done later. This places requirements on the actors' acting skills.

It would be much easier if zombies, monsters, volcanic eruptions, tsunamis, etc. appeared directly on the scene during filming. It would also be easier to select actors this way.

Maybe I can play a role in the future. As long as it's not too inconsistent, as an investor, isn't it a common practice in the industry to arrange one or two people to join the crew?

Money is needed to make a movie. Zhao Ming looked at his company account and found that he really didn't have any money. He bought a lot of things for Ancient World some time ago, and the sales volume of purchased products was also limited. The source of income was too single.

By the way, that person last time, Yin Deyi... said that he wanted to buy a set of huanghuali tables and chairs. When he came back this time, he was busy looking for someone to settle accounts, but he forgot about it.

Zhao Ming: He Li, where are the furniture we brought here?

He Li: Oh, it’s in our newly rented warehouse. Just wait a moment and I’ll send you a map to locate it.

Five minutes later, Zhao Ming teleported to the warehouse and started looking for Huanghuali tables and chairs.

This is a large warehouse. When He Li took out the furniture from the system space, he placed it in different areas of the warehouse, so it was easier to find things and not dazzled.

Tables and chairs are common furniture and come in many styles. Zhao Ming picked out a few sets that looked good, took photos and sent them to Yin Deyi, and then started thinking about cashing them in.

There are so many things, sold little by little, and you don’t know when they will be sold. Although the money in the collection industry seems to be relatively easy to make, it cannot be sold in batches and the scale is limited. Otherwise, the items will become worthless when there are too many. This is also a

A headache.

Jingle Bell……

The phone in Zhao Ming's hand rang, and when he saw the caller ID, it was Yin Deyi.

"Hey, Brother Zhao, you're back."

"Yeah, I just came back, why are you still up so late?"

"I'm sleeping, but the quality of these things you sent me, Brother Zhao, is so good. Some of the styles have been rare to see on the market for many years. How can I sleep here?" Fatty Yin said excitedly.

"Oh, really? It looks like it can be sold at a good price." Zhao Ming responded casually.

"No, let's start at eight figures. By the way, Brother Zhao, did you only collect tables and chairs this time? Is there any other furniture?" Fatty Yin asked tentatively.

"Yes, it's quite a lot, what's wrong?" Zhao Ming thought, maybe he could use this guy to organize a special auction or something.

"Are they all of this quality?"

"Well, they're all pretty good. There's a lot of them too. When you're free, you can come over and take a look."

"I'm free. I'm free now. Can I go over now?"

Zhao Ming looked at the time and saw that it was already past 2 o'clock in the morning. Because of the time difference, he was not sleepy at all now, so he could ask him to come over and settle the matter as soon as possible.

"Okay, are you in Shenzhen?"

"Yeah, I just came here to do some errands these days, and I'm still staying in a hotel. Should I drive there now, or the same warehouse as last time?" Fatty Yin was very positive.

"No, there are more goods this time. We have changed the location. I will send you the address via WeChat."

"Okay, then I'll go pick up the car first. By the way, I'll bring someone with me this time. The president of our association, Brother Zhao, do you mind?"

"It's okay, come on, you are welcome to organize groups to see the goods."

Yin Deyi hung up the phone, got dressed, and ran to the next room and knocked on the door.

Bang bang bang...

"Xiao Yin?" The door opened, and a smart and capable old man appeared at the door, "What are you doing if you don't sleep at night?"

"Mr. Jiang, the person I told you about last time is back. He just sent me a photo. Look..."

"Don't talk here, come in quickly." Mr. Jiang interrupted Fatty Yin, pulled him into the house, looked around at the empty corridor, and closed the door behind him.

"Mr. Jiang, look at these tables and chairs." Fatty Yin pulled out the photos sent by Zhao Ming on his phone and showed them to the old man.

"Yeah." The old man took the phone and looked at it carefully.

"Mr. Jiang, look at the second photo. Does it look like the one that was auctioned in London the year before last? And the fifth photo, does it look like the one that appeared in Los Angeles five years ago?"

The old man looked at it for a long time and said: "It does look similar from the photo, but you still have to see the real thing to be sure."

"How about we go there now? I told him, and he said it's okay."

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go."

Although it was already midnight, the Shekou Terminal in Nanshan District was brightly lit. There was a constant flow of large trucks pulling containers, making it a busy scene.

In a warehouse area not far from the container yard of the terminal, a black Mercedes-Benz sedan slowly drove up to the downstairs of a certain warehouse like a ghost in the night.

Two people got out of the car, one was a young man, a little fat. The other was a little shorter, an old man, with very nimble legs and feet.

Zhao Ming was already waiting downstairs. When he saw Fatty Yin getting out of the car and walking over with an old man, he went up to him and said, "Are you two really in a hurry? Don't you even need to sleep?"

"I saw the photos you sent, and I heard that there are a lot of other furniture, where can I sleep?" Fatty Yin shook his head, "By the way, this is the president of our association, Mr. Jiang Pengyi."

Zhao Ming hurriedly stepped forward to shake hands and said, "It turns out that Chairman Jiang is here. I am honored to meet you."

Mr. Jiang held Zhao Ming's hand and said: "I have heard of Mr. Zhao's name a long time ago. He has great magical powers and can get all kinds of furniture from the Ming Dynasty. When I saw him today, he was indeed a talented person. He is indeed a young hero.

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As soon as the three of them entered the warehouse on the fourth floor, Mr. Jiang and Fatty Yin were shocked.

Fatty Yin's mouth opened wide, and it took him a long time before he said: "This... so much! Brother Zhao, you are really my idol!"

Although Mr. Jiang on the side did not speak, his suddenly widened eyes and sudden holding of his breath all revealed that his mood at the moment was not as calm as it seemed.

"The small furniture is placed here, and the table and chair area is over there." Zhao Ming guided the two of them to the place where tables and chairs are placed.

"My brother Zhao, it's not easy to see any of these Ming Dynasty sea yellows. It would be better for you to just arrange them into an exhibition hall." Fatty Yin came back to his senses and couldn't help mumbling.

"Are all of Mr. Zhao's furniture planned to be sold?" Mr. Jiang is also a person who has seen the world and quickly got into the role.

"Yes, I'm a little short of money recently. These are all for sale. Do you have channels?" Zhao Ming remained calm and pretended not to know what Mr. Jiang was thinking at the moment.

Fatty Yin said quickly: "You have asked the right person, Mr. Jiang knows many more people than me, and has connections with many famous auction houses in the world."

Mr. Jiang nodded, "Xiao Yin is right. I think there are so many good goods here, enough to organize several special auctions of huanghuali furniture."

"Okay, that's how it will be done. If it goes smoothly, we can consider long-term cooperation in the future."

"What? Brother Zhao, can you still get a lot of huanghuali furniture from the Ming Dynasty?" Fatty Yin became uneasy, "How is this possible? When did these things become as casually acquired as Chinese cabbage? Brother Zhao, you can't be a fake, right?"

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Chapter completed!