Zhao Fusheng and Jiang Wen called a car and sent Yu Feihong and the girl surnamed Song home, and then the two of them turned around and returned to Jiang Wen's residence.

Jiang Wen's wife is French, living abroad with his daughter, and he lives in Beijing, where a single man lives, naturally not high-end and high-grade, at best, it is clean, and this is the credit of the nanny.

"Stay as you like, the rooms have futon. Jiang Wen said to Zhao Fusheng while taking out a bottle of water from the refrigerator.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "I know, but seriously, your house has a good location." ”

Jiang Wen's residence is near the Third Ring Road, and in Zhao Fusheng's opinion, if it is kept for ten years, there must be at least tens of millions.

"Hey, when I got married, I bought it with a brain fever, and now I have to repay the loan. Jiang Wen smiled and said.

For this kind of guy who has nothing to do, Zhao Fusheng is too lazy to complain about him.

Single aristocrats can't get used to you and me, couples who have nothing to do and sprinkle a handful of dog food, this is an inevitable thing, the same reason, an unmarried man like Zhao Fusheng is also very contemptuous of a married old man who inadvertently shows a wave of affection.

"By the way, your daughter and wife have been living abroad, haven't you seen them for a long time?" Zhao Fusheng said to Jiang Wen strangely.

Jiang Wen's wife is French, and her daughter's name is also quite weird, so Zhao Fusheng remembers it very clearly.

Nodding, Lao Jiang obviously wanted to say something, and finally sighed, raised his head, and drank the mineral water in his hand in the corner of Zhao Fusheng's twitching mouth.

"Didn't know anything about taking care of guests. Zhao Fusheng glared at him, walked to the refrigerator by himself, took out a bottle of water to open it, and drank it himself.

Jiang Wen laughed, didn't bother to say anything to Zhao Fusheng, walked to the sofa on the side and sat down.

"I said, why do you hate being in the entertainment industry so much?" Jiang Wen drank a bottle of water, seemed to be a lot more sober, and asked Zhao Fusheng strangely.

From the time the two began to get to know each other, Zhao Fusheng seemed to have an instinctive rejection of the entertainment industry, not that he looked down on people in the entertainment industry, but in Jiang Wen's opinion, it seemed that he was very resistant to contacting this circle.

"It's not that I hate it, it's that I feel that I don't fit in this circle. ”

Zhao Fusheng replied casually.

"Not suitable?"

Jiang Wen was stunned, and he didn't quite understand what Zhao Fusheng meant, in his opinion, Zhao Fusheng is undoubtedly very suitable for development in the entertainment industry, although he can't be a star, but at the very least, if he wants to become a producer or something, it's not a big problem.

Don't underestimate the producer, Jiang Wen knows that in fact, there are a lot of profits.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged, nodded and said: "Yes, think about it, my main business is advertising, I haven't graduated yet, I am developing well in the advertising circle now, and my income is also good, why should I go to the trouble of entering the film and television industry, and I have to start from scratch?"

Jiang Wen was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that the guy in front of him was already a well-known designer in the advertising industry, in other words, as long as Zhao Fusheng was willing, he could thrive in the advertising industry, why should he wade into the troubled waters of the entertainment industry.

People are like this, they have achieved something in their own circle, for no reason, who wants to go to other circles?

It's better to be a chicken head than a phoenix tail.

"Everyone has their own ambitions. Jiang Wen sighed, then shook his head and smiled: "I think too much, I think it's a pity if you waste such a talent." ”

He really thought so, after all, although the screenwriting level that Zhao Fusheng showed himself before was a little worse, this guy is full of creativity, in Jiang Wen's opinion, if Zhao Fusheng cultivates it well, he will be a top screenwriter.

As everyone knows, it is because of this that Zhao Fusheng is not developing in the entertainment industry.

In other words, he can accept himself as an investor, but he will never be a hell of a screenwriter or director.

Everyone has what they are good at and what they are not good at, Zhao Fusheng has lived for so many years in his two lives, and he knows very well that his biggest advantage is not the so-called prophetic vision, but a heart that can recognize himself anytime and anywhere.

"It's not wasteful, we can communicate when we're idle. Zhao Fusheng smiled and said to Jiang Wen: "I like to think nonsense, in case you think the story you think is good, just remember to give money when you look back." ”

He is not like Fang Shilong, the king of Hong Kong Island, who loves women, face and world peace, and Zhao Fusheng only loves money.

Speaking of sexual affairs, Zhao Fusheng feels that this guy is also a man of temperament, yes, he is a man of temperament, after all, this eldest brother who has made the mistakes that men all over the world will make, although there are many small problems, but the big festival is not a loss. There will be problems of one kind or another, all because I have read less books since I was a child, and my personal quality is not high.

But this patriotism is real, compared to those bastards who make money in the mainland and turn their heads to scold their mothers, Fang Shilong is also a character.

Jiang Wen was undoubtedly very happy with Zhao Fusheng's proposal, and blinked: "Then do I want to thank you first?"

Zhao Fusheng rolled his eyes, too lazy to pay attention to this guy.

"Let me tell you, I have an idea, there is a place called Goose City......" Zhao Fusheng spoke, telling the plot of the movie "Let the Bullets Fly".

Eight pure-blooded white horses are flying on all fours, wheels and rails rumbling, and two trains are galloping between the mountains and mountains in the dreamy spectacle of "horse-drawn trains". Steam is steaming up from the chimney at the front of the train, but the source of this steam is actually a huge hot pot in the carriage.

Sitting next to the hot pot was the old soup who bought the official in office, as well as his wife and master. Unbeknownst to the satisfied old Tang, a crisis awaits him, and their fate will change forever.

Just when Lao Tang and the others were drinking and having fun in the train, Zhang Muzhi, a bandit in the green forest, led the brothers to ambush on both sides of the valley. Several gunshots pierced the sky, and as Zhang Muzhi's words of "let the bullets fly for a while" fell, a dazzling robbery began.

The train rose and fell into the water, and Lao Tang and his wife became prisoners of Zhang Muzhi. In order to save his life, Lao Tang lied that he was the master, and embarked on the road of the county magistrate who entered the city to become an official with Zhang Muzhi.

Zhang Muzhi changed from a bandit to a Qing official Ma Bangde to take office in Goose City, and the relationship between him and Lao Tang also changed from a rival to a partner............"

Zhao Fusheng's speed of speech was actually not slow at all, but in order to make Jiang Wen hear clearly, he said it very slowly.

After a while, Jiang Wen's eyes lit up, and he suddenly found that what Zhao Fusheng said was exactly the story he wanted to express.