After leaving Dragon Film City, Wang Hao took the two girls and headed back to Kaiyue Hotel.
Today really had gone quite smoothly. Sure, coming out to help was a minor thing, but scouting Lan Fenghuang had been a major coup—he remembered the production team was always distressed about not being able to find the right actor, hehe.
Looking at Liu Xueyan's figure and face, she was perfect—still not famous, so the payment for her role wouldn't be high. Perfect!
Driving his beloved Maserati president, Wang Hao went on a wild ride on the road. Just then, a man at the roadside caught his eye. About twenty-four or twenty-five years old, the young man had a small braid and was smoking a cigarette while flirting with a girl.
"Hey? Isn't that Big Battery?" Wang Hao slowed down and took a closer look, "It really is!"
"Brother Hao, you know this guy?" Xia Xueqi looked over and then said, "He looks pretty trendy, but why call him Big Battery?"
