Chapter 122: This World Is Really Mystical!

The next day, a Saturday morning.

To sleep to his content, and to count money till his hands ached—this was the life Hong Dali hoped for.

However, it was a pity that he had already agreed to go to the filming site. While Hong Dali was lazing around on the bed, hoping to continue sleeping, his mobile phone started ringing, causing a big commotion and making him unable to keep sleeping. In the end, he threw the mobile phone away in anger. However, it was useless as the phone continued to ring!

It was known that you get what you pay for. The old limited edition platinum mobile phone that the old butler had prepared for him was worth 168,000 yuan. The cover was hard and sturdy—it could even be used as a brick to knock people or even used to block bullets with no pressure when faced with an attack. Thus, although the phone was thrown, the result was that the wall was left with a faint black mark. The phone then continued to ring…