"Then it's decided. After a lot of fun for the guests and hosts, Zhang Hong made a final summary, "The general direction is like this, we will go back and discuss the specific details and send you a script, and then we will discuss how to do it in the future." ”

After a pause, he asked again: "I take the liberty of asking, Mr. Liang, what is the budget for our show?"

"As long as I'm satisfied, I can start with 100 million, and there will be no cap. Liang Tian smiled and said, "I don't have any requirements for stars or anything, as long as the acting is not too bad for people to play, you know where the point is." ”

Zhang Hong nodded: "I understand." ”

The focus is, of course, the mecha!

As long as this is done well, the little money will not fill your pockets?

"Okay, old man, let's go back first, you wait for our good news. ”

"Okay, if you have any questions, please feel free to contact us. ”

Waiting for Zhang Hong and the others to leave, Old Man Liang Tian fell silent again.

After a while, he asked, "Can Liang Luo come back today?" ”

The chief teacher next to him said respectfully: "Teacher, Mr. Liang will come back at about eight o'clock in the afternoon, and he should be able to go home tonight." ”

"Well, let him come home in the evening, I'll wait for him to eat. ”

............

In the evening, nine o'clock.

Liang Luo, who had just sat in the back seat of the Maybach at the airport, asked, "How is the old man feeling today?"

The meticulous combing of his big hair, neat high-end suit and gold-rimmed glasses make Liang Luo look more like an elegant boss than a mechanical engineer.

To be precise, he left the front line after the age of thirty and began to enter the management level.

Now Huaxia Heavy Industry can do this, and he has made great contributions.

The secretary sitting in the co-pilot turned around and said, "Liang Lao is in a good mood, it is said that today a team finally came up with a plan that can impress Liang Lao." ”

For the first time, Liang Luo's elegant but unsmiling face showed curiosity: "Oh?

Liang Luo is not yet 50 years old this year, mainly because his parents wanted their children relatively late.

That project is not actually to promote any Huaxia Heavy Industry, but just to make the old man happy.

Ten years ago, after his mother passed away, the old man has been depressed.

Three years ago, it was the old man's 80th birthday, and at that time he wanted the old man to do something happy and happy, and this person can live a long life when he is happy.

And there are also reasons to improve the relationship between father and son.

I don't know why, the old man who has always been kind to him in the past has become more and more unkind to him since fifteen years ago.

In recent years, as soon as I saw him, I had a cold face and didn't want to speak.

He couldn't figure out why.

No, I didn't go back to see my wife and children as soon as I came back today, and I was about to go to the old man for dinner to ease the relationship.

Someone passed the project, which means that the old man is in a good mood now.

Don't miss the opportunity.

After thinking about it, Liang Luo asked, "What is the project that the old man has passed?" or is it going to be a big toy or someone has given the script to make a movie?"

Since you want to improve the relationship, it is natural to find a topic.

Being able to know what the old man likes will also help him improve his relationship.

"It's a TV series. The secretary handed over a stack of papers, "These are the other party's two proposals, but because the first proposal was rejected by Liang Lao, only a rough copy was left." ”

Liang Luo turned on the overhead light in the back seat and opened the first document.

"Transformers?" he raised an eyebrow, and he continued to look down.

After reading it in three minutes, he closed his eyes, thought for a moment, opened his eyes and smiled: "It's a little interesting, is this script old man?"

The secretary nodded: "Yes." ”

"Contact the other party and tell them that I voted for this script. Liang Luo said without raising his head while opening the second document, "But it's not a TV series, this is going to be made into a movie, as long as I get the effect I want, money is not a problem." ”

"Tomorrow, I'll contact each other tomorrow. ”

"Hmm. ”

There was nothing to say all the way, and it wasn't until he was almost at Old Man Liang's house that Liang Luo closed the second piece of information.

He took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose, and said with a smile: "It's been so many years, and the old man is still childlike." This large, human-driven anthropomorphic robot can only appear in works of art. But forget it, who makes the old man like it. ”

Earning money is for the sake of happiness.

The old man has worked hard all his life, and he has such a hobby, so it doesn't matter if he spends some money, as long as he is happy.

The secretary smiled and didn't speak.

This kind of boss said to herself, not her little secretary's stubble.

Fifteen minutes later, back at the empty villa, Old Man Liang was already waiting at the door.

He snatched the handbag from his son's hand and put it aside, and said happily, "You haven't eaten yet, have you? I made your favorite toon scrambled eggs and braised prawns today, let's eat them together." ”

Although he has already tasted all kinds of delicious food, of course Liang Luo will not brush off the old man's kindness - after all, the last time the old man cooked in person was almost ten years ago.

"That's a good idea. While rolling up the sleeves of the high-end custom shirt to help the old man serve the food, Liang Luo asked, "Dad, where is Aunt Xu?"

This is the nanny he hired, and he has been taking care of his father at home for almost ten years.

In fact, I also had the idea of finding a reliable wife for my father after my mother left, but there was no spark between the two of them.

"I'll let her go and rest first, and let's have two drinks today. ”

"Good. ”

At the dinner table, the old man kept putting food on Liang Luo.

Liang Luo touched a glass with his father, took a sip of the Moutai in the cup, and found a topic: "Dad, you seem to be in a good mood today, what good things make me happy?"

Of course he knew why, but he wanted to know why an unformed script intention could make the old man so happy.

If he could know this, wouldn't it be possible to improve the inexplicably cold relationship between father and son?

Old Man Liang said happily: "I found a young man with the same interests, that kid reminded me of what you looked like when you were a child, it's really quite similar." ”

"What do you mean Zhang Hong?" Liang Luo disagreed, "I've seen him play "Blood Fanghua", and he really played it okay. But it's not like me, when I was his age, I won the national second-level science and technology award. ”

At his age, he doesn't like TV series like "Clouds Fall into Red Dust".

However, from the news, I saw that the TV series' word-of-mouth and click ratings are quite good.

can act, film, and write songs, and is indeed a young talent.

However, the young talents in the entertainment industry have nothing to do with him, the boss of a mechanical research company.

He prefers the kind of young engineer who is capable, and such a person in his opinion is more representative of the future of the country.

In fact, this is the difference between hard power and soft power.

It's like science and engineering and liberal arts are disgusted with each other.

I don't think you're of much use, science and engineering can make the country progress.

Do you think I'm rigid, and the soft power of cultural output can also enhance the country's image.

It's all talking with the ass, and there's no need to discuss it.

"I'm not talking about this image. Old Man Liang shook his head and suddenly asked, "What do you think of his TV series project?"

"It's good if you're happy. Liang Luo took a chopstick, toon, and egg into his mouth, and then talked eloquently, "However, this kind of large-scale humanoid robot does not meet the needs and laws of reality, and it is very good in literary and artistic works."

I'm quite interested in that "Transformers", and if it is made into a movie, it will really help the group's publicity. ”

The chopsticks in Old Man Liang's hand paused.

After a while, he put down his chopsticks: "I'm done, you can eat." ”

After saying that, putting down the chopsticks, the old man turned around and went upstairs angrily, leaving only Liang Luo with a stunned expression sitting at the dining table.

He didn't understand what he was doing to make the old man angry, wasn't it good just now?

Back in the bedroom, Mr. Liang picked up the picture frame on the bedside table.

There was a group photo.

It is a photo of the old man Liang in his forties with his son in his early teens when he was young.

After watching silently for a while, he dialed Zhang Hong's phone.

The kid might be able to understand himself, because the one who likes robots doesn't have to be bad people.

And he also likes robots, he must be able to understand himself!

The phone went through quickly.

Zhang Hong: "Hey, hello?"

Liang Tian: "Xiaohong, it's me, your Grandpa Liang." ”

Zhang Hong: "Old man Liang, do you have something to do with me so late? Don't worry, I will definitely get the script out and send it to you in the next few days." ”

Liang Tian: "It's not this, where are you?"

Zhang Hong: "Luocheng, what is the matter with you, Old Man Liang, I will be able to fly to Shencheng tomorrow!"

"No, you don't have to come here. Liang Tian took a breath and sighed, "I do have something to look for you, I'll go to Los Angeles tomorrow, don't let others know, you can come and pick me up quietly." ”

"Okay!"

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Hong, who was still in the conference room, waved his hand: "The meeting is over, everyone have a good rest, and we will discuss it tomorrow." ”

When everyone dispersed, he frowned.

Old Man Liang suddenly called in the middle of the night, and he will come over tomorrow?

What the hell is going on with him?

PS: Daily ticket asking for 1/2!

Only the story is the essence, and although it is not very well written, I still want to tell the story well.

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