52 This Pillow Is Comfortable

Ding Chengzhi grabbed his chest. "My heart…" There was too much information, he needed more time to digest it. "Young Master Dali, do you mean you wish to invest five million yuan? But we have to amend the script according to your liking?" His tone was low and serious, and he emphasized the words "amend the script."

Five million yuan was not a small amount, but it was definitely not enough to reshoot the entire movie based on a new script.

Hong Dali understood what Ding Chengzhi was trying to hint at. "Um, something like that." He had tasks that he needed to complete. Money was not an issue. "Five million yuan. But I have conditions."

Ding Chengzhi nodded his head. "Please continue."