People, always learn to be properly cowardly, a lifetime of frontal rigidity, sooner or later you will kick the iron plate.

Zhao Fusheng is an old monster who is dozens of years old, and he naturally understands this kind of thing very clearly.

Sitting in the car to a hot pot restaurant, although I was surprised why I had to eat hot pot in the summer, the guests were as they pleased, and they didn't treat them by themselves, so Zhao Fusheng couldn't say anything.

At this time, the night view of Beijing is really nothing to see, or more precisely, as a person who has drifted north for many years, Zhao Fusheng really has no curiosity about the capital at this time.

After all, if you have lived in a city for ten years and walked all over the streets and alleys of the city when doing sales, you will naturally lose the so-called idea of pursuing beautiful scenery.

"Phineas. ”

"Less than coming. ”

Walking into a private room, several people immediately stood up and greeted Yu Feihong, there were men and women, both old and small, Zhao Fusheng glanced at it, but they all knew each other.

Nonsense, these people have almost dominated the TV and movie screens more than ten years later, and if they take out one casually, they can hold up a piece of the sky in a play.

Of course, now they are just the juniors who have just emerged in the circle, otherwise they are the frustrated people who are still dormant in the circle after graduation.

In today's Beijing, the spring breeze is proud, and it is the men who sit in the middle of it.

A group of people led by Zhao Baogang and Zheng Xiaolong, and a group of people Zhao Fusheng didn't know, but Yu Feihong saw a photo of them at his home, Yu Feihong said that his name was Zhou Zhenhai, and he is the most famous gold medal screenwriter in China today.

Ma Dajun's "Military Flag Flying" is Zhou Zhenhai's book.

Zhao Fusheng thought about it for a while, and then he understood that this person was probably equivalent to Wang Shuozhi in his previous life to a small steel cannon.

"This is my brother, bring me over for dinner. Yu Feihong didn't bother to talk nonsense, and introduced to a group of people.

She knows Zhao Fusheng's character, and she doesn't like to deal with people in the entertainment industry at all, whether these people are celebrities or ordinary people, it doesn't make a difference to him, so there is no nonsense.

When everyone heard her say this, they didn't think there was anything, Yu Feihong's personality has always been like this, and he is not seen with familiar people, since it is her younger brother, it is normal to bring it over.

Zhao Fusheng greeted everyone politely, and his brothers and sisters shouted, anyway, he was the youngest, and the youngest of these people were already twenty-five or sixteen, and there was nothing to lose by calling his brothers and sisters.

On the contrary, someone at the dinner table, when he heard Yu Feihong call Zhao Fusheng, raised his head and looked at it in surprise, then smiled and didn't say a word.

Yu Feihong led Zhao Fusheng to sit down, and soon integrated into the atmosphere of the dinner, everyone chatted there, Zhao Fusheng silently pretended not to exist, and happily ate meat.

Since it is a dinner in the entertainment industry, everyone is naturally talking about things in the entertainment industry, and a lot of secret news has spread like this, what director is preparing to open a new film, although he is still casting, but the male and female protagonists have already been decided. What is the latest new drama of so-and-so company, it will definitely hit the street, it is not good at all, etc.

Yu Feihong didn't talk much, just chatted with a few friends occasionally, and as for Zhao Fusheng, from beginning to end, he was eating there silently.

"Feihong, your brother is very quiet. Someone said to Fei Hong with a smile.

Zhao Fusheng raised his head and took a look, and found that it was a bald head, well, slightly familiar, this thing seems to have acted in a lot of comedies.

"Well, he's not very talkative. Yu Feihong said with a smile.

Zhao Fusheng blinked, showed a harmless smile to the bald head, silently lowered his head, and continued to eat.

At this time, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a hearty laugh sounded: "You guys will eat first, why don't you wait for me." ”

Jiang Wen walked in and said with a smile.

"You're so late, waiting for you, we're going to faint from hunger. Ye Jing raised his head and said angrily.

Jiang Wen was not angry, took a chair casually, sat next to Ye Jing, raised his head, and suddenly saw Zhao Fusheng and Yu Feihong, opened his mouth and was about to speak, Yu Feihong had already spoken first: "Old Jiang, this is my brother Fusheng." ”

"Huh?" Jiang Wen was stunned, and then saw Zhao Fusheng raise his head and show a smile to himself: "Brother Jiang is good." ”

"Ah, good, good. Jiang Wen almost didn't laugh out loud, so he dealt with it casually and didn't say anything more.

He is not a fool, since Zhao Fusheng is unwilling to reveal his identity, there is no need for him to be a villain at all.

Speaking of today's party, it is also interesting, among the people Zhao Fusheng knows, the Wang brothers did not come, Jiang smelled it late, as for Chen Dao, he has a scene to film, and he is not in Beijing recently.

Therefore, except for Ye Jing, no one at this table really knows which one Zhao Fusheng is.

This is undoubtedly the best result for Zhao Fusheng, he just watched Yu Feihong and the others chatting quietly, eating there by himself.

Soon, the dinner came to an end, and after the meal was full, everyone dispersed, leaving only a few people with better relationships.

This is a very normal thing, each big circle has its own small circle, and the story of six people in a dormitory building seven WeChat groups is not a joke, but it does exist.

Yu Feihong originally planned to leave with Zhao Fusheng, but Jiang Wen glanced at her so hard that he almost squeezed his eyes out, and in desperation, Yu Feihong had no choice but to stay.

"Let's do the second one. ”

Seeing that the people were almost gone, Ye Jing raised his head and said to Jiang Wen.

The people at the dinner table are almost gone, leaving Ye Jing and Zhao Baogang, plus Sun Yanwang next to Zhao Baogang, as well as Jiang Wen and Yu Feihong and Zhao Fusheng.

As for Zhou Zhenhai, he said that there was something wrong, so he took a step first, and Ma Dajun personally sent him out.

Jiang Wen nodded, and Yu Feihong glanced at Zhao Fusheng, as if asking for his opinion.

Zhao Fusheng sighed when he saw this, he is not a fool, Ye Jing clearly knows who he is, and it will be meaningless to continue to hide it.

The group left the hotel, found a teahouse again, sat down with the guests and hosts, Ye Jing took a sip of the teacup, and then looked at Zhao Fusheng with a smile and said: "Just finished eating hot pot, drinking some tea is good, meat, it's too greasy to eat too much." ”

With a smile, Zhao Fusheng nodded: "What Brother Ye said is right. ”

As he spoke, he also picked up the tea in front of him and drank it.

No matter what medicine Ye Jing's gourd sells, for Zhao Fusheng, he doesn't want to mix in the entertainment industry, which dooms him to be invincible at all times.

PS: 8 o'clock in the morning, 12 o'clock in the afternoon, 5 o'clock in the afternoon, three chapters a day. During the Spring Festival, for the time being.