The interview lasted until half past four in the afternoon, and there were originally five actors who made appointments for interviews, but one seemed to have changed his mind and called him directly to inform him that he would not come.

This temporary change of hexagram did not spoil Lu Ze's interest, because the remaining four actors interviewed for the actor were not bad in all indicators, and the lowest was 7.5 points, while the standard of Universal Brothers was 7 points, which means that these four people will all receive a contract in the near future.

After packing up his resume and the day's work was officially over, he got up with a yawn and called Mickey to inform him to finish the work at hand.

Wang Zhen, who was watering the flowers downstairs, went up to the third floor together, knocked on the door of Mickey's office, and when they walked in, they were startled by Mickey's current state.

At this time, his eyes were red, as if he had just shed tears, and the manuscript paper ball in the trash can was covered with a thick layer, and it seemed that in only two hours, dozens of ideas had been denied.

Zhuang Yu, on the other hand, bit his pencil and bowed his head in silence until Wang Zhen passed over and gently rubbed his temples to take him out of his thoughts.

"What's the matter? Zhuang Yu beat you?"

Lu Ze made a joke, but he didn't let Mickey smile, just took out a tissue and wiped the corners of his eyes, and muttered softly: "No, I was moved, I'm glad that I found the right person and pulled Zhuang Yu to the UK, otherwise I guess I won't be able to finish this book." ”

"Finished so quickly?"

"Where there is so fast, there is an idea. ”

Mickey has always been sensitive, not as cold-blooded as his works show, perhaps because he can accurately feel the ruthlessness of the dark side that can write cruel stories realistically.

Zhuang Yu is the opposite of him, he is more rational, but with expectations for life, which makes his style deviate from Mickey, more realistic, and creates a character of truth, goodness and beauty.

"Okay, okay, didn't you say you want to eat hot pot at night? Then hurry up, I got off the plane and haven't eaten anything yet, so I drank two cups of coffee, and I'm hungry." ”

Lu Ze didn't want to let the atmosphere in the room follow up on the net and suppress the clouds, and pulled Mickey's head, good guy, it should have been a long time since he washed his hair, touched the oil in Lu Ze's hand, rubbed it on Mickey's body in disgust, and got a superman punch from Mickey.

Speaking of hot pot, everyone became enthusiastic, and Mickey no longer cried and chirped like a woman, but got up faster than anyone else, urging everyone to go downstairs and leave.

When he got downstairs, Lu Ze realized that Mickey's nearly thirty-year-old Ford had been honorably retired, and his new car was hidden behind Kesha's Escalade, which was tightly blocked by Escalade's huge body.

It wasn't until the pleasant roar of the engine came and a black sports car slowly drove out from behind Escalade that Lu Ze realized what Mickey, a loser, had bought.

Aston Martin, One-77.

“Martini，shaken，not stirred。 ”

The car window was lowered, Mickey was holding a cigarette, the breeze was blowing, he squinted his eyes, and said a classic line of 007 very contrivedly, if it weren't for the reflection of his hair in the sun, it would really look like that.

"So you spent more than three million pounds just for COS James Bond?"

"Isn't it handsome?"

"Hehe, I kind of know why your dad always beats you. ”

The money is Mickey's, he can spend it however he wants, but Lu Ze is always a little speechless, he was so reckless and squandered back then that he went bankrupt directly after going to prison, and he turned over for the second time and didn't have a long memory, and he didn't know whether to say that he had the ability to spend to earn it, or to scold him for being a loser.

took Wang Zixuan into the nanny car, Zhuang Yu and Wang Zhen's two subsidiaries also equipped with a Volvo XC90 to travel, the current residence of the two is next door to Lu Ze's house, and no one needs to lead the way, everyone is familiar with the road to the target location.

When they got home, they were busy preparing the vegetables first, and Lu Ze went back to the house to see the flowers and plants he raised, during his absence, the flower garden has been taken care of by a professional gardener, and the maintenance is not bad, even in March, it is still in full bloom, as soon as you open the glass door, you can smell the fragrance of flowers.

After a brief look, he returned to Zhuang Yu's house, because Zhuang Yu didn't buy a copper pot, so he could only use an electric hot pot instead, Lu Ze always felt that the things cooked in the copper pot and the electric hot pot were not the same taste, but it was already rare to be able to eat Chinese food in the UK.

There is no shortage of ingredients, mutton and meatballs are potted out, and the ingredients are all common domestic brands bought from Chinese supermarkets, in order to take care of Lu Ze, who does not like to eat sesame sauce, Zhuang Yu also took out a bag of mysterious props, which made Lu Ze happy for a long time, this is the first time he has eaten the prairie red sun on the table in the UK.

The slightly spicy sauce is poured into a bowl, and some boiling and bubbling soup base is diluted, the mutton is a good mutton, until it is cooked, there is not so much blood foam on the soup, and a little butter floats from the bottom of the pot, gradually condensed together, making its own contribution to the aroma of shabu mutton.

Fish out a large piece of mutton from the pot, the color of the powder is very attractive, even if it is dipped in the sauce, put it in the mouth with a hot breath, people unconsciously open their lips slightly to breathe, but they are still reluctant to give up chewing.

The most important point is that it must be paired with a high degree of liquor, otherwise the meat will not be fragrant in the mouth, although the temperature in Liverpool in March is not low, but the rainfall is the highest in the year, drinking some wine to remove the humidity is the best choice, even Wang Zixuan also picked up the wine glass, smashed the mouth and drank it into the stomach.

Everyone was hungry, and even if there were many topics to talk about, they all buried their heads in their stomachs, and it wasn't until the third round of drinking that everyone opened up and talked about the stories that happened during this time.

The chrysanthemum was ripe, and Lu Ze cleared the pot with chopsticks, and the large ball of chrysanthemum was dipped in the reddish sauce in the bowl, he blew and pretended to interject as if nothing happened, and then stuffed the chrysanthemum into his mouth, making a snoring and sucking sound.

"Lao Zhuang, why did you think about running away to the UK?"

It's not to poke Zhuang Yu's pain point, the reason why he went out is definitely different from Lu Ze, in the domestic director circle, he still has a good reputation, deep resources, and a large number of fans, a large number of gold owners are waving banknotes, as long as he is willing to shoot, not to mention returning to the capital before the start of filming, there is no problem at all to start making a profit after the start-up ceremony.

In foreign countries, he is also the darling of major film festivals, winning awards and getting soft, and the topic of each new work is very high, such as last year's new work "Refuted" was premiered in Cannes and won four awards.

Zhuang Yu didn't react after hearing this, which made Lu Ze slightly relieved, he didn't speak at first, took the tissue handed by Wang Zhen and wiped the sweat on his forehead, chewed and swallowed the food in his mouth, and then picked up the wine glass, shook his head and smiled.

"Hey, I don't like to stay, let's go. ”

Everyone clinked glasses, he swallowed a big mouthful, maybe it was spicy, frowned for a long time before exhaling, he didn't drink well, and he didn't grow much over the years, he drank a little white today, and the speed on his face was faster, his face was flushed, and he put a chopstick mutton into the bowl, he hugged Lu Ze's neck, but didn't look at Lu Ze, but lowered his head, pulled the mutton in the bowl, and whispered.

"I was disappointed. ”

He spoke Chinese, he didn't want more people to hear it, he didn't want to say bad things about the Chinese entertainment industry abroad, but Mickey knew Chinese, and he couldn't help it.

"How?"

"I also like money, but I'm always a little idealistic, and I want to make money while realizing my ideals, but I can't ......"

He explained to Lu Ze, but there was no beginning or end, it was more like saying it to himself, he hadn't said it to others for a long time, because he offended people, only in front of Lu Ze, plus drinking some wine, he wanted to say it, not to vomit or be unhappy, so he continued to talk to himself.

"Everyone wants to make money, whether it is domestic or foreign, but now the domestic atmosphere is really bad, you can't talk about art, you say it's a joke, it's to make money, you help everyone make money, they are grateful to Dade for holding you to the sky, but if you want to say that you want to play art, then I'm sorry, then we won't mix with you, you can play by yourself." ”

"It's the same in foreign countries, and movies ...... To put it bluntly, isn't it just to make money? Who still plays movies if you don't make money? The risk is not small, the income has to be split, and the return of funds is slow, whether it is me or you, whether it is an actor or a director, everyone has to acquiesce to the fact that film is an investment, followed by art. ”

"That's different~"

Zhuang Yu really drank too much, slowly put the mutton into his mouth several times, chewed slowly, and after hearing Lu Ze's answer, he hugged Lu Ze's shoulder and shook it.

"You're right Lu Er, yes, movies still have to be made for profit, and I've been making movies for more than ten years, I definitely understand, but ...... But I've got to have a fig leaf, right? You've got to give me a pair of pants to block it, right?"

When Lu Ze first saw Zhuang Yu, he wore long hair, black-framed glasses, played the piano, didn't smoke or drink, and never said a word of dirty words in a polite manner.

He is still interesting enough for his friends, with the vigor of the people of the imperial capital, but the photographer who won the photography gold medal seems to have gone farther and farther, and over the years, it is estimated that he has been very tormented, so Lu Ze took a sip of wine alone and did not speak.

"Seriously, Lu'er, if I had to choose, one would be to let me work shirtless and make movies as a job, just to earn money to support my family, and the other would be to use art as a guise to give me a dress to wear, so that I could work with interest, or to support my family, do you say...... Which one am I going to do?

"So you're here?"

"Yes, you say...... Daughter-in-law, you give me some pills, you said that I have to polish a script for three years and five years, and they are still anxious for me to make money, for fear that I will not have enough money to spend if my life is hard, what should I do? I also have to find a screenwriter, but now which screenwriter still writes the script himself? How many screenwriters are still serious about writing scripts?"

"What about Huang Si'er?"

". ”

As he spoke, he lifted his clothes, revealing his white and round belly, his expression and words revealed a sense of disdain, and he pretended to be cautious and put it to Lu Ze's ear, and said with a shhh: "It's all his work in the studio~ It's all his way to raise a bunch of gunmen~ Where to write a story, where is the boss to make money quickly~"

Saying that, away from Lu Ze's ears, the sneaky just now became expressionless again, and the arm that hugged Lu Ze was also withdrawn, and instead rested on the back of the chair, the body was also attached to the back of the chair, lit a cigarette, and suddenly, slammed the table, the dishes were shaken, and Kesha, who couldn't understand Chinese, was startled, and looked around at a loss with the dipping bowl.

"Find a freshly graduated child to write a book, give a three or five thousand, write his name, and sell it for five million, other children also want to earn more, copy and change according to TV all day long, and finally write and copy out three or five books in a month, I want to change more silver, fill in the family, but I'm sorry, people don't accept it, and they will take out more than two or three a year, just play hunger marketing, everyone is still rushing to ask, Lu'er, do you say outrageous?"

"Huang Si?"

"Yes, by the way, I forgot, you have a good relationship with him, I used to be too, the fourth brother and the fourth brother screamed, but now ...... I'm sorry, I'm not a friend~ I'm shirtless and embarrassed, and I want to get a dress to wear, but he is bare-chested and proudly exposed, and he is destined to play less. ”

Lu Ze was silent and didn't speak, Huang Si helped him write the script, when he was still a Qianshijia artist, although he didn't act in the end, he still accepted Huang Si's love, maybe it's really money more important than feelings, the screenwriter lost the pen and earned more than holding the pen, the world is really strange.

Take a spoon and gently scrape off the butter floating on the surface of the soup, pour it into the waste soup bowl, the soup that has just been put on the lamb stick bones has turned milky white, is bubbling and bubbling, he took a spoonful of soup, put it to his mouth, and blow gently, the milky white soup fluctuates slightly in the spoon, and accidentally flows to the outside of the spoon, falls in the waste bowl, penetrates the butter and sinks to the bottom.

When it was cold, Lu Ze took a sip, but it was not fresh.

"Is Huaxia playing like this now?"

Mickey's head was almost in the pot, so in order to pick a larger piece of mutton slices, he finally picked out a piece of satisfaction, dipped some sauce and stuffed it into his mouth, and spoke vaguely before he could swallow it.

"Eat yours. ”

"Oh. ”

It's not nice to say this, and it's even more embarrassing for Mickey to hear it, but there's no way, this is the truth, many people think that a good movie is the rise of domestic movies, but then they are extinguished by a bad movie, repeat it a few times, and then recognize it, oh, it turned out to be a flash in the pan, maybe now people don't look forward to the so-called rise, just look forward to when the epiphany will bloom again.

"Come on, the wine in the cup, I can't do it, I can't drink it anymore, I'm done, hurry up and finish the meat, dry." ”

Clinking glasses again, this time Zhuang Yu drank more in one sip, and drank half a glass directly, his expression was even more painful, and his right hand holding the wine glass was exerting force, as if the mutton was resurrected in his stomach, and he wanted to run out of his throat.

After a while, he threw the sheep back into his stomach, and the three of Lu Ze, who were not red and out of breath, smiled at him, wiped his sweat with a tissue, and then pinched it into a paper ball, threw it on the table, and watched the paper ball roll, and waited until the paper ball stopped, and then spoke, as if he was saying it to Lu Ze, and as if he was saying it to himself.

"So I didn't come this time to make money, nor to pursue my ideals, I came to ...... It's just to dress yourself. ”

“......”