Hahaha!"

"Where did you get a bunch of strange-looking foreigners?"

"Look at his beard, like two broom bumps. ”

"Haha!

The movie showed several new films by Chaplin, and the laughter in the cinema was very lively.

The films of this period were silent films, the picture was the only source of information, and laughter was the best catalyst for comedy.

Even though Fernand had seen it many times, he was still watching it with great interest in this environment.

The most enthusiastic response was "The Story of the Army", and the audience in the turmoil resonated with the story that happened in the film, and they were still discussing it until it came out of the theater.

After watching the movie, it was already noon.

Feng Chengcheng was still unfinished, and couldn't help but sigh: "Mr. Zhuo is really amazing, when can we Chinese make such a movie?"

"It won't be long. ”

Fernan smiled, but in an affirmative tone.

Feng Chengcheng tilted his head to look at him, and said with a smile: "You invite me to watch a movie, then I'll invite you to dinner." ”

"Don't you have to go home to your family?"

Fei Nan asked suspiciously.

"It doesn't matter, there are a lot of guests at home today, my father is busy accompanying the guests, Erniang and they are also busy playing mahjong, and I will go back alone. ”

As she spoke, she took Huanhuan's hand and said with a smile: "Moreover, I agreed with Huanhuan that I would invite her to eat, how can I not count if I speak?"

"Alright then!"

Feinan smiled and said, "Where to eat?"

"I know there's a French restaurant not far from here. ”

Feng Chengcheng said, and jumped into the car first, like a dexterous deer.

The three of them got into the car and came to the restaurant she was talking about.

This restaurant is owned by a Frenchman, and most of the people who come here to eat here are foreigners.

Finding a window seat, the three of them ordered something and chatted casually.

At the next table sat two merchants, who seemed to have drunk too much wine and made a loud voice, floated over.

"I heard that there is about to be a war again. ”

"Really, what's the deal?"

"Who knows? No matter where you hit it, you can't hit Shang Hai anyway, what are you afraid of?"

"Alas, I'm afraid that the Eight-Nation Alliance will come again! Now that he is a foreigner, he dares to ride on our necks and. It's not easy to do business now! You have to take care of all aspects, and you have to pretend to be your grandson every day!"

"Yes, I went to the bank that day, and I met a neon countryman who intervened in my team, and he was still swearing. What's even more annoying is that I don't dare to fight back, how aggrieved do you say?"

"If you can endure it, let us endure it! Harmony makes money, let's point at others to make money! Do you compare your fists and feet with others like a martial artist? Even if you compare your fists and feet, you can't beat them! Have you read the newspapers? A few days ago, wasn't there a boxer surnamed Huo who competed with a Russian Hercules and caused them to be beaten to death!"

"What can I do then? Those who die in the concession will die in vain, and they can be taken care of on the heads of foreigners? Who dares?"

"That is to say! Alas, in my opinion! Now it is the world of foreigners, and people have guns and cannons, and they are still afraid of our fists and feet, and they are not afraid of swords! Those are all for feeding guns to others. ”

"Let's live honestly! Earn some money, as long as you don't fight, you can say anything. ”

"Yes, as long as you don't do it, what is the money?

"That's it, what about the foreigners? We spent money, and they still have to get us steaks to eat?"

"Haha!

"It's done!"

......

"Are you sick? How are you absent-minded?"

Feng Chengcheng stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Fei Nan's eyes.

"Huh?"

Fei Nan came back to his senses: "What did you say?"

"I said, I'm going to study in France. ”

Feng Chengcheng said seriously: "In the past few years in Beiping, I have seen too much, which makes me a little disappointed, maybe I can get in touch with some new environments, people and things, so that I can find my direction again." ”

"Whatever you choose, I respect your choice. ”

Fernan took a sip of coffee: "What do you want to learn?"

"Art, literature, and preferably film. ”

Feng Chengcheng's eyes gave birth to a hint of longing: "I want to become a great film artist." ”

"I wish you success. ”

Feinan toasted her with his coffee and lowered his head to sip.

The meal was delivered, and the three of them dined, chatting at the same time.

Feng Chengcheng talked about her movie dream with great interest, and Fei Nan just listened silently, responding to two voices from time to time, with some doubts in his heart.

Is it because of him that Feng Chengcheng wants to engage in the film industry?

Why isn't the corresponding task triggered?

After eating a meal, Feng Chengcheng was still a little unsatisfied.

"Mr. Fei, you really know how to chat. ”

Listening to her praise, Fei Nan looked even more strange, he obviously didn't say a few words.

"Let's go for a walk, shall we?"

Out of the restaurant, Feng Chengcheng was still full of interest, so he asked Uncle Xiang to go home first, and invited Fei Nan to take a walk together.

Fei Nan had something to discuss with her, so he agreed and accompanied her in the direction of the French Concession.

Today's movie gave him an idea.

The latter condition is relatively easy for him, but it is not completely without difficulty.

One million silver dollars is not a small amount, and even Feng Jingyao can't take it out at once.

He only has less than 3,000 yuan of start-up capital at the moment, and the easiest way to increase his capital quickly is to gamble.

There are many gambling stalls in Shanghai, and even Feng Jingyao runs a few.

But the business of gambling stalls is not very fast, and the turnover is far less than that of other entertainment projects.

Moreover, it is difficult to get so much money by gambling.

Even if he is the biggest gambling stall boss in Shanghai, that is, the first opponent of Long Si, Dong Qishan, the gambling king of Shanghai, has a net worth of only more than 200,000.

And this is already the overlord of the entire Shanghai gambling world.

Even if Fei Nan took the first step to cut off Hu and get Dong Qishan's net worth, it would only be more than 200,000 yuan, which is far from 1 million.

And when his name is famous, it will be difficult to win money by gambling, and no one will take the initiative to send him money.

So, if he wants to make a million dollars in a short period of time, there are only two ways.

The first is to catch fat sheep and extort bamboo poles.

Whoever has the money and who earns it, these tycoons, businessmen, including Feng Jingyao, and even the consuls of the four countries, and even the Beiyang government, can be his target.

This channel has the highest returns, but it also has the greatest risks and is more difficult to operate.

Another way is to cut leeks.

The most profitable businesses are often those with small profits and quick turnover.

This kind of money is easy to come by, but it is more unconscionable.

However, he figured out a way to combine these two methods to achieve a win-win situation for all parties, each taking what it needs, but it requires a certain amount of start-up capital and manpower.

At the moment, the only one who can help him is Feng Jingyao.

And if you want to get Feng Jingyao, you have to go through Feng Chengcheng.

Listening to Feng Chengcheng's talk, Fei Nan thought about how to open his mouth to her, and before he knew it, he had already walked to the door of a dojo.

"Roar!

In the dojo, there was a shouting and cheering, as if someone was practicing.

Fei Nan looked up, and there were a few big words written above the main entrance of the dojo, Hongkou Dojo.

At the main entrance, there was a young man in a tunic who was looking at the door of the dojo with a serious face, his fists clenched.

Staring at the plaque, he snorted and walked inside.