At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the warm and fresh sunshine outside the car shines through the car window, and it is no longer dazzling. A gentle breeze blows at the window.
Chen Minhao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly slapped his thigh hard: "Fuck you, Fang Jun, this old cunt."
Kang Hui, who was driving, turned his head to look at Chen Minhao in surprise and asked, "What's wrong?"
Chen Minhao thought for a moment and said slowly: "Actually, when Fang Jun finally said that he hoped that we could sell Wang Ruozhou's personal favor, I didn't think deeply about it. But just now when I was sitting in the car and thinking about it, I felt something was wrong. It was not that Simple.
He wanted to kill two birds with one stone, no, he even danced Xiang Zhuang's sword with the intention of killing Pei Gong. He wants to control Wang Ruozhou's expectations through us.
The tough rejection at first made Wang Ruozhou anxious, but then there was a sudden turn of events, which gave Wang Ruozhou hope and made it easier for Wanfang Pictures to suppress Wang Ruozhou's investment ratio. This method of slapping him and giving him a sweet date is too much. "
Kang Hui clicked his tongue twice and said: "This Fang Jun is a bit interesting. If there is a chance, I would like to meet this Fang Jun."
Chen Minhao said: "You will know after you meet him. His hairline is very high, but it is no wonder that his hairline is so high. He thinks about these things every day. By the way, Sister Kang, when you were talking to Tian Lin I want to ask if this counts as a reply before next Wednesday? I wonder if the 18 million promised before is still valid?"
Kang Hui laughed and said, "I think Tian Lin wants to hit someone after hearing this. But, how should I talk about this when I meet Wang Ruozhou in the evening? Should we tell Wang Ruozhou the complete story, or should we follow Fang Jun's version?" "
Chen Minhao thought for a while and said, "Sister Kang, you can see the situation by yourself when the time comes. This is not too important."
Kang asked back: "When you and Tian Lin were on the phone yesterday, I heard you say that you had plans tonight. Did I forget to ask you what happened?"
Chen Minhao said with a smile: "Spring Festival Gala director Zhang Xushan invited me to dinner at 8pm."
Kang Hui said: "The Spring Festival Gala is more important. You go and have dinner with Zhang Xushan. I will take care of Wang Ruozhou and his manager. Do you want me to come over after talking to Wang Ruozhou?"
Chen Minhao shook his head and said, "This should be regarded as informal communication. You were a bit deliberate in the past."
"Okay, although I have said it several times on the phone, I will wait until you meet Zhang Xushan to apologize for not attending the Spring Festival Gala last year."
Chen Minhao nodded and said, "This is what it should be."
The place where Spring Festival Gala director Zhang Xushan invited Chen Minhao to eat was in an old alley, and it was difficult to find it according to the mobile map. Chen Minhao had to call Zhang Xushan to ask him to pick him up.
After a while, Zhang Xushan arrived at the entrance of the alley with a cigarette in his mouth. After twists and turns, he led Chen Minhao into a courtyard.
The dark house door, the shiny door cymbal.
After Chen Minhao entered the door, he saw a screen wall with two dragons playing with beads carved on it. There is also an ancient tree in the garden that Chen Minhao doesn't recognize. The ancient tree looked lush and green, and it looked like two adults could barely hold each other in their arms. There is a bluestone slab propped up under the ancient tree, slowly glowing with light.
Zhang Xushan said with a smile: "Don't look at how dilapidated and old this courtyard is, but it turned out to be the residence of Yonglin, the younger brother of Emperor Jiaqing, and it was bought by a friend of mine."
Fortunately, the vast darkness of night could hide Chen Minhao's surprised face, which he had never seen before in the market: They city dwellers must be very good at playing!
Zhang Xushan took Chen Minhao to the west wing of the courtyard and said, "The chef here tastes good and is very clean."
The food hasn't been served yet, but there is a plate of peanuts and a bottle of white wine on the table.
"First of all, congratulations to Director Zhang for becoming the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala again." Chen Minhao toasted the other party with a glass of white wine.
Zhang Xushan and Chen Minhao clinked glasses and drank them all in one gulp.
"Secondly, because I didn't attend the Spring Festival Gala last year, I punished myself with a drink."
Chen Minhao picked up a glass of white wine and planned to drink it down in one gulp, but Zhang Xushan immediately pulled Chen Minhao back.
Zhang Xushan said cheerfully: "You kid, don't drink so much. I won't wait for you when you're drunk. And this is the fault of that old boy Hu Defa. I introduced you to him kindly, but I never expected that he would I kidnapped you to the Curry Country to make a movie. But we won’t talk about the past, but you will come to this year’s Spring Festival Gala no matter what.”
Chen Minhao nodded and said sincerely: "Okay, okay, it's necessary."
After the two exchanged polite greetings, the food was served. The waiter first brought a steaming roast duck.
Zhang Xushan personally handed a dipping sauce to Chen Minhao and asked: "Which song are you going to sing in this year's Spring Festival Gala? "Father", "Thousands of Miles Away", "Fireworks Easily Cold" or "Sweet"?"
Chen Minhao asked: "Do you have any suggestions?"
"I don't have any suggestions." Zhang Xushan picked up a peanut with chopsticks and said, "But I think it would be better for you to sing Chinese-style songs on a stage like the Spring Festival Gala. "Thousands of Miles Away" and "Fireworks Easily Cold" Which song are you more confident in singing
But in fact, in addition to the Chinese style, during the Chinese New Year, all the wanderers who have been away all year round go home, so it is also very appropriate for you to sing "Father". This year, the station issued a death order that all singers must sing with full wheat. "
Before Chen Minhao could speak, Zhang Xushan picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Chen Minhao, and said, "I'm not afraid of your jokes. This year, after the requirement that singers must sing with full wheat was confirmed, the two singers stopped coming.
The ratings of the Spring Festival Gala have been declining in recent years, and as the director of the Spring Festival Gala, I am also under a lot of pressure. I wanted to put a few more celebrities that young people like, but it turned out that the mud couldn't hold up the wall. "
Zhang Xushan picked up the liquor, poured himself a glass and drank it in one gulp: "Hey, forget it, let's not mention them. In recent years, there have been fewer solo songs. Many songs are sung by several singers together, and the crowd makes complaints. It’s quite big, I want to change the taste this year. By the way, Xiao Chen, you may be still young, so you don’t know that there were always popular songs in the Spring Festival Gala in the past.”
Chen Minhao said with a smile: "Although I am not old, at that time I also knew that "Fire in Winter" and "Dream Back to 1999" had listened to them. These two songs became popular because of the Spring Festival Gala, and they became very popular."
Zhang Xushan nodded vigorously and said, "It's just that it's so popular. "Fire in Winter" became a popular song overnight after the Spring Festival Gala aired. It can be said that almost everyone could sing this song at that time. , and also imitated Lao Fei’s demeanor and movements, causing a nationwide trend.”
Chen Minhao said with a smile: "My dad also posted a poster of Teacher Fei on the wall of our house."
Zhang Xushan suddenly changed the subject: "So, Xiao Chen, I have an unkind request. I don't know whether I should tell it or not?"
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(End of chapter)