"Zihui, are you okay?" After Lin Zihui came back from the entrance, Qiao Wen had recovered from the shock of seeing Lin Zirui, he raised his head and asked casually.
Lin Zihui sat down, greeted the servant to serve tea, nodded and said: "It has been more than four months since I knew my father was ill. The doctor told me from the very beginning that it was an incurable disease, so I actually had a mental illness long ago. Ready, but I really can’t bear it when I see the meat is gone.” He took a deep breath and forced a smile, “No, I’m much better these days, so you don’t have to worry about me.”
Chen Jianan was afraid to pat him on the shoulder, and said: "Zihui, birth, old age, sickness and death are normal, and there is no hurdle in life that cannot be overcome. You still have uncle, and friends like Xiao Qiao and me."
Qiao Wen glanced at him with a faint smile, thinking that this guy usually pinched Lin Zihui when he met him, but he was quite decent, obviously he had already regarded Lin Zihui as a friend.
Lin Zihui showed gratitude and nodded with a smile: "Well, I'm fine, thank you."
Qiao Wen brought the servant's brewed tea, took a sip, thought for a while, and said calmly: "By the way, Zihui, I haven't heard you mention your elder brother before, I thought The relationship between you is not good, and it seems to be doing well now."
Lin Zihui smiled lightly and said: "Actually, my elder brother and I didn't meet each other very much before. He went abroad to study when he was 20 years old. He has been abroad and rarely returned to Hong Kong. I have never been allowed to interact with the Lin family, although I know there is such a brother, but it was not until this time that my father died of illness and he returned to China to take over the Lin family, that I did not deal with him in the normal way." He paused slightly, his tone He said with relief, "I thought he hated me as much as Mrs. Lin, but he didn't expect him to let me attend the funeral as the second son, and let me hold the coffin to see Dad off. To be honest, I am really grateful to him .”
Chen Jianan said loudly: "How can you say that you are all brothers, and besides, your father didn't leave you any money, and your elder brother doesn't have to worry about your property, so there is no need to guard against you."
Qiao Wen: "..." Even though it's such a thing, it still doesn't sound good when you say it. He decided to retract the "proper" evaluation of him just now.
Fortunately, Lin Zihui didn't care about it, and even thought it was bad, so he smiled helplessly and said, "Actually, I think my eldest brother is pretty good, but my father told me not to go too far with the Lin family's brother before he died. Recently, it’s not easy for me to rush to make friends with him.”
Qiao Wen thought about what Lin Zhaoming said in the ward that day, he really told his youngest son very seriously to let him live his own life in the future and keep a distance from the Lin family.
But Lin Zihui is also surnamed Lin, even if Mrs. Lin can't tolerate him, Lin Zirui is still his father's brother. Logically speaking, all fathers hope that their sons will be brothers and sisters. Besides, Lin Zhaoming has only two sons. In order to reduce disputes, he did not pay Lin Zihui any money. It can be said that he is absolutely partial to the eldest son. It is impossible for any property disputes to arise, and there is really no need to specifically tell the youngest son to stay away from the Lin family's property.
Thinking of Lin Zirui, who looks almost exactly like Lin Nan, Qiao Wen frowned, and said curiously: "Speaking of which, your father and his wife both have a son, and sooner or later the family business will belong to your elder brother. , but to take over the huge Lin family is not something that happens overnight, why didn't your dad let him go home and join the company after your elder brother graduated, but let him stay abroad?"
On the other hand, Lin Zihui, an illegitimate son, although he always said that he was a leading man, and he was always on the go. In just a few years, he has become a well-ranked young talent in the city and a rising star, but in fact Lin Zihui would definitely not have achieved what he is now without Lin Zhaoming's careful training and support behind him. It was the eldest son's turn to take over, but Lin Zhaoming let himself go, which is really a bit embarrassing.
Or is it that Lin Zhaoming is too enlightened and fond of his eldest son
Lin Zihui shook his head and said: "I don't know about this either. My father rarely tells me about his family's affairs. I heard that my elder brother is not very interested in doing business, so he has been staying abroad. Now my father is After the death, I had to go home and inherit the family business.”
Qiao Wen nodded thoughtfully: "I see."
Chen Jianan who was on the side suddenly seemed to be thinking about something, and said: "By the way, did your cheap uncle surnamed Zhong come back?"
Lin Zihui knew that he was referring to his father's brother-in-law Zhong Kaiwen. After the merger of Lin's and Zhong's, Zhong Kaiwen, a shareholder, left the country. Now that his father passed away, this guy has indeed returned to Hong Kong City.
He frowned and nodded, "That's right, I attended the funeral this time." As if thinking about something, he raised his head and looked at Qiao Wen with wide eyes, "Ah Wen, you said this? Killed my father, annexed Lin's property, and now my elder brother takes over Lin's, can't he be against my elder brother?"
Qiao Wen smiled: "You really have the self-consciousness of being a brother. But in my opinion, your elder brother is different from your father. He and Zhong Kaiwen are uncles and nephews, and Zhong Kaiwen has no children himself. Harm your elder brother for money."
Lin Zihui was still worried: "But my elder brother is not interested in doing business. If Zhong Kaiwen takes over the power of the company and harms my father's hard work, it will not be good."
Qiao Wen said: "Zihui, you forgot what your father told you to stay away from the Lin family and the Zhong family. What happens to them is their own business and has nothing to do with you. Just take care of yourself."
Lin Zihui nodded and said in frustration, "You're right."
Looking at his obviously disappointed expression, Qiao Wen actually understood his psychology. After all, his surname is also Lin, and he grew up as a child. Now that his father passed away, it is not surprising that he wants to befriend his brother who is closest to him by blood. .
"By the way," Lin Zihui said as if thinking about something, "I heard that you are planning to create a film award?"
Qiao Wen nodded: "That's right, our movie box office is doing well now, and we have indeed made a lot of money. We just want to do something to promote the healthy development of the entire industry."
Lin Zihui also likes movies quite a bit. Hearing what he said, he nodded deeply: "I support you all. If you need help, just ask."
Qiao Wen said with a smile: "Sponsorship, Boss Lin will definitely not be able to escape."
"It should be."
Sanbai wentssip a little more, say goodbye and leave after dinner.
Regarding the film award, it is indeed an important task for Qiao Wen at the moment.
This world is similar to the real world. In the past few years, the film industry has developed rapidly, and both black and white are taking a share. Every year, new film companies spring up like mushrooms, causing chaos in the industry, and the quality of films varies. Because there are no standard awards, and there are no standard judging criteria, many good films have been buried.
Movies are both literature and art, so we can't just focus on box office and making money. He came to this world, and in this line of work, he must have higher pursuits besides making money. What he refers to is the real-world Academy Awards, three years of the golden age of Hong Kong films, and this award is a symbol of Eastern Hollywood.
Today, they are the founders of Wennan Films.
No, now the film circle is like a mess, all kinds of open and secret struggles, grievances and hatreds, can't be talked about for days and nights, and they Wennan is also a thorn in the flesh of many people, and they want to gather the film industry together. It's really not an easy task.
First of all, it is necessary to invite several leading figures in the industry to serve as the sponsor and organizing committee, so as to have credibility and the major film companies are willing to participate.
Recently, Qiao Wen has been visiting some of the most influential figures in the circle. Two of them have already been negotiated, but the one with the most status has never been able to negotiate.
This big guy is called Bai Zerun, who was once a popular star. From Shanghai in the Republic of China to Hong Kong City in the 1950s and 1960s, he has filmed several movies and left many famous people. This masterpiece is a well-deserved representative in the history of Chinese film development. Retired for a few years, belonged to someone who is not in the arena, but the arena always has its own legend, there are often people with a lot of money who want to invite him to appear in the mountains, but they are all rejected, and he publishes movie reviews in newspapers, from time to time Just criticize the impetuous wind in the current film industry.
Qiao Wen asked Tang Xingwei to contact this old gentleman before, but when the other party heard what they wanted to do, he scolded them on the phone, saying that they were trying to gain fame and so on, and then hung up the phone angrily, cursing Tang Xingwei wanted to cry but had no tears.
Qiao Wen heard that Bai Zerun had a bad temper, but he didn't care. He decided to find an opportunity to meet him in person and discuss it slowly.
With his current ability, it is not difficult to find Mr. Bo, but it is not easy to come to the door directly. He can save the country first, and find an opportunity to get to know him before we talk.
The opportunity came soon. It turned out that Mr. Bai loved playing tennis the most. He was over sixty years old and still went to the tennis court to play two or three games a week. The dragon is fierce and the tiger is fierce.
Qiao Wen himself had no choice but to be weak, but Chen Jianan was caught by Kuo Tai's godmother and sister-in-law every now and then, and he had developed a good skill, so he had to make the best use of it.
This golf course is a membership system, and only celebrities come and go. On weekday afternoons, it was fairly quiet. The two found a venue and played for fun while waiting for Mr. Bai to come in.
As expected, within an hour after arriving, Bai Runze came in with a young man with a racket on his back.
Seeing this, Qiao Wen pretended to rest, and sat with Chen Jianan in the stands on both sides to watch them fight.
Chen Jianan has a restless temper. Every time he sees a good shot, he can't help applauding, and he sighs when he sees a mistake. He is a dedicated audience.
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After watching for a while like this, the young man on the opposite side was defeated first and waved his hand to rest.
Bai Zerun said dissatisfiedly: "How can you be so weak at such a young age! Come again!"
"Uncle, how can I compare with you? No, I have to take a break."
It turned out to be my aunt and nephew. This eldest nephew looked very gentle, and he guessed that he was arrested by his uncle.
Seeing his nephew running away, Bai Runze groaned in dissatisfaction, and his eyes fell on the bench opposite. Chen Jianan, who looked energetic, waved at him: "Young man, accompany me!" I'll play a round."
Chen Jianan said: "Old man, don't be angry if you lose!"
Bai Runze said: "Playing basketball is about strengthening your body, winning or losing is not important. However, you are young and have a strong tone. Let me see if you are really capable."
Chen Jianan ran into the field with a racket in his hand.
Qiao Wen raised his eyebrows, and it was really useful to bring this guy.
This old Mr. Bai said that winning or losing is not important, but he is obviously a victorious master. He is a big killer when he kicks off the ball. The strength and speed are really not what he can have at this age. Chen Canaan can handle it well. strenuous.
Qiao Wen was so excited, he suddenly sat down next to him.
He turned his head subconsciously, and what he saw was an extremely familiar face.
"Hi, Mr. Qiao, are you here to play?" Lin Zirui looked at him and smiled lightly.
"You... good, Mr. Lin."
Because this thing appeared so unexpectedly, Qiao Wen was a little stumped for a while.