As if sensing Zhao Fusheng's uncertain face, Yu Feihong quickly ended the conversation with Wang Zhonglei, came to Zhao Fusheng's side, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong, uncomfortable?"

She thought that Zhao Fusheng was sick, so her face was not very good.

Facing her, Zhao Fusheng showed a smile and shook his head lightly: "It's okay, sister, I'm fine." ”

After thinking about it, he lowered his voice and said, "Sister, Xiao Wang is always a good friend, but this person is too attentive. ”

Zhao Fusheng didn't finish the rest of the words, but he believed that with Yu Feihong's mind, he would definitely be able to understand what he meant.

Yu Feihong was stunned for a moment, then laughed, stretched out his hand and knocked on Zhao Fusheng's head, and said coquettishly: "You, you are a big ghost!"

After speaking, she blinked: "Don't worry, my sister knows how to do it, I don't need you stinky boy to worry about me." ”

Zhao Fusheng smiled dumbly, and then he was relieved, after all, Yu Feihong's days in this circle are not short, there are some things, she thinks people don't know, in fact, how can she not know.

As if sensing that Zhao Fusheng was a little lost, Yu Feihong smiled and whispered to him: "Thank you, stinky boy, I finally know that I am worried about my sister." ”

Good intentions and good intentions need to be encouraged.

Hearing Yu Feihong's words, Zhao Fusheng shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything, but his mood was much happier.

Wang Zhonglei came over, and naturally received Ye Jing's invitation.

As one of the current bigwigs in the Beijing circle, although Ye Jing is not as rich as the Wang family brothers, sometimes a person's value is not necessarily reflected in money, at least according to Zhao Fusheng's understanding, borrowing ten courage from the Wang family brothers, they will not be willing to offend these bigwigs in the Beijing circle.

The reason is very simple, the Wang brothers are rich, and they can't force these celebrities to film for themselves.

I really thought it was the 80s and 90s on Hong Kong Island, bullets were sent to the door at every turn, and pistols were put on the head, this is the mainland.

The great designer said that if there is no underworld in the country, then there will be none.

It's okay to use power to suppress people, and it's okay to use power to force others to work for you, but if you dare to play any gang organization that is involved in the black, it is tantamount to entering the darkest realm of the dye vat, and it is impossible to be glorious and glamorous in the end.

"Fusheng, I didn't expect it, you made a surprise for me quietly. Wang Zhonglei squinted his eyes and said to Zhao Fusheng with a smile.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "Mr. Wang is polite, this surprise is not for you, our friendship is friendship, and business is business." I will say the ugly words first, so as not to hurt the peace. ”

Hearing his words, Wang Zhonglei was stunned for a moment, then laughed and nodded: "That's right, business is business, and friendship is friendship." ”

He is also a human spirit, and the meaning of Zhao Fusheng's words all reveals a confidence, that is, this time the movie script, Hua Yi will not take advantage of it.

It's just that Wang Zhonglei still doesn't understand, where does Zhao Fusheng get his confidence, thinking that his script will definitely be a box office hit, you know, this year's Spring Festival, but there are many foreign blockbusters and works of well-known domestic directors released, just with a comedy book made by these people, is it so easy to break out of the encirclement?

If Zhao Fusheng knew what Wang Zhonglei was thinking now, he would definitely laugh three times, and then let him get out.

What are you kidding, do you think you are the boss Guo of "The Nineteenth Generation of Ancestors", stupidly crashed into the Spring Festival stall, and was killed without leaving a piece of armor.

This is the millennium, and I took it out myself, but it was the representative work of the king of Chinese New Year films.

I dare not guarantee anything else, with an investment of several million, I will earn twenty or thirty million at the box office, and Zhao Fusheng is still confident.

Of course, he will definitely not say these words to anyone, after all, there are some things that you can know yourself.

"I'm not a businessman, so let's get straight to the point. Zhao Fusheng glanced at Wang Zhonglei, didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "I was persuaded by me to invest some money in the future advertising, Brother Ye, we plan to invest some, and how much can Huayi give out of the rest?"

"How many of you?"

Wang Zhonglei was stunned, looked at Zhao Fusheng in surprise, and then swept his eyes around Jiang Wen and Yu Feihong, Ye Jing mixed in and he knew very well, but Jiang Wen and Yu Feihong were actually involved, which really surprised him.

As for Zhao Fusheng's persuasion of future advertising, he didn't think there was anything wrong, he was Zheng Yao instead, as long as Zhao Fusheng didn't propose to leave, he could say anything.

"Yes, I'm going to get involved. Jiang Wen smiled.

Yu Feihong also nodded: "Yes, what if you make money." ”

Wang Zhonglei was almost amused by their words, these guys, do they think it's a joke to invest in making movies, and they still invest casually, do they think that as long as they invest money, they will make money?

Of course, he will definitely not say this, Zhao Fusheng said before, business is business, friendship is friendship, people are willing to invest money into it, you Wang Zhonglei is not qualified to make irresponsible comments about other people's decisions.

Besides, Wang Zhonglei himself is also optimistic about this play, otherwise how could he appear here.

"What's the budget?" Wang Zhonglei thought about it and asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "I don't know, you have to ask Lao Jiang about this." ”

"Old Jiang?" Wang Zhonglei looked at Jiang Wen suspiciously, he didn't understand, Jiang Wen was a starring actor, at most an investor, what did this matter have to do with him.

Jiang Wen smiled, "Let me introduce myself, I am the producer of this play." ”

"Huh?"

When Wang Zhonglei heard this, the whole person was stunned.

Then he reacted, what kind of medicine was sold in this gourd, and pointed at Zhao Fusheng and Jiang Wen with a surprised face: "You ......"

He is not a fool, Zhao Fusheng and Jiang Wen played this trick, as long as he is an insider, he can understand the mystery, Jiang Wen is a producer on the surface, but in fact he must be doing the director's work.

But here's the problem, even though everyone knows what's going on, no one can say anything wrong. Because Jiang Wen is indeed not a director, even if he is doing the work of a director, it is just his overstepping of his responsibilities.

There are policies and countermeasures, and this is probably the current scene.

Seeing Wang Zhonglei's sluggish appearance, Zhao Fusheng chuckled, feeling that this little Wang was really a little far from the shopping mall tycoon he knew later, it seems that those people are like this, what he originally knew about them on TV, in newspapers, and on the Internet is always a little different from today's image.

But it's okay, they are still now, their image is fuller, and they look a little more pleasing to the eye.

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