After a while, Zhou Zheng's kid came over.

As soon as he arrived at Bian Rui's house, he immediately gave Bian Rui a bear hug, and then kissed Bian Rui fiercely.

Yan Lan happened to come out of the courtyard at this time, and when she saw such a situation, she joked: "You guys will live together in the future, it's really unbearable to see that you don't see each other for a day!"

"Oops, exposed!"

Zhou Zheng was in a good mood at the moment, and he pinched an orchid finger and put on a posture in the opera, and Bian Rui was so disgusted that he almost vomited out his morning meal.

"If you have something to say, don't get me these demon moths, I'm a loyal person to my wife!" Bian Rui said with a smile.

Yan Lan said at this time: "You are such a person in front of me, I don't know how many milks you have behind my back, okay, you two will talk first, I'll go to my mother's house to see, do you want to come back a few little things."

After speaking, Yan Lan went out.

Bian Rui sat on the recliner in the courtyard, at this time the sun was not very hot, and it had entered late autumn, which was called the time of autumn in the common saying, so people sat under the tree, not to mention the comfort, if they didn't speak, they could fall asleep in two minutes.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Bian Rui asked.

Zhou Zheng first took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Bian Rui.

Bian Rui took it and opened it, and found that there was a check inside, and the numbers on it were very impressive, so he casually put the envelope aside: "Hey, can I make so much money with that little money?"

"This is the fun of investment, let's still start, there are two broadcasts and three broadcasts, although the price is lower, but there are many TV stations broadcasting, this film is down, we can at least earn this amount!" Zhou Zheng stretched out his finger and gestured with Bian Rui.

"That's a lot, it's much more promising than farming," Bian Rui said.

Zhou Zhengdao: "You really don't have a good comparison, compared with farming, if the old man in the family lets me go public, I can still earn more, but the old man said that it is a loss to make that kind of money."

Bian Rui really knows the practices of some so-called film and television companies, making a film is a bet or something, and then speculating in the box office to make money in the stock market, and the leeks are cut one stubble after another.

"We can earn enough now, there is no need to die and hold on to money" Bian Rui also agreed with the old man's statement.

The money earned now is enough to spend, and it can't be spent, what are you going to do with that money, like this kind of mindful of money, that is all ready to run abroad, because the money made with a conscience is too much, these people can't even sleep well in China, and if they don't move their assets abroad, can they put down their hearts?

"If you don't hold the money, let's talk about it, anyway, this drama is the second and third part of the final, and now the script has been written by someone, it is estimated that it will come out in three or four months, and it will be filmed again when the time comes, and it will be released at the end of next year, this time it is serious, forty episodes are one, the story should be written more compactly, it should be better-looking, this time the back of the story will be put in the ,...... of the Ming Dynasty."

Bian Rui grinned and looked at Zhou Zheng, who was talking eloquently, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Bian Rui didn't expect this drama to become a big hit, because it was not enough for him in many places, to put it clearly, many TV dramas now use modern things to interpret ancient stories. Whoever sees anyone is no big or small.,The hero in it is all three feet high.,When you go to the court, you talk with your throat.,Go to the hall and scold the street.,Fights and fights.,I never know what it means to lose my honor in front of the king.。

"Why do you think of me like this?" Zhou Zheng finally noticed the kid's expression.

Bian Rui said: "Can you stop harming the Ming Dynasty and continue to bleach me like everyone else?"

"Get out of the way, now the drama is not popular, besides, can people like me like the Qing Dynasty, don't talk about anything else, by the way, you can't vote for this drama, if you don't vote, I'll find someone to vote" Zhou Zheng said.

"If you find someone, I really won't vote, it's boring. I'm half dead by the cows now......" said Bian Rui, reaching out to retrieve the check on the table.

But Zhou Zheng hurriedly drew Bian Rui's check into his hand, and slapped it on the palm of the other hand with one hand, making a slight snapping sound.

"That's it, this is your investment, and your share of income in the future will be like this, if I lose it, at least you will have your back, so that the mood may be more comfortable" Zhou Zheng said with a smile.

Bian Rui said: "You are also unproductive to the extreme!"

When Bian Rui invested this money, he didn't think about earning it back, he just wanted to set up a frame for his own apprentice or something, but he didn't expect to make a lot of money this time. However, this big money is also dispensable for Bian Rui, since Zhou Zheng still wants to do something, the second and third parts, let him do it. The wealth that I didn't expect in the first place was lost when I lost it.

Zhou Zheng likes Bian Rui to come in because Bian Rui doesn't care at all, he belongs to people who don't care about throwing money away and making or losing money in the end, who wouldn't like investors like this? Now there are still a few investors in this play, and since they knew how to make money, they were like dogs looking at flesh and bones all day long, and their eyes never left for a moment, and their own little abacus screamed.

Zhou Zheng looks down on such investors in his heart, and thinks that if you haven't seen money or how to drop it, my dignified son of the Zhou family will be greedy for you for such a little money.

In short, Zhou Zheng's temperament is uncomfortable with these people, but you still have to let these people in, after all, everyone has to bear the risk.

"You are really my lucky star!" Zhou Zheng looked at Bian Rui with satisfaction: "Did you find it, the business done with you is always profitable, and even some things that don't look like they are making money have made money, such as the dance drama, which is the one made by my younger siblings, and now it has become a classic stage play, several dance troupes have filmed, and now her teacher is popular in the industry again."

Bian Rui said: "How did the painter make money?"

Zhou Zheng smiled slightly: "What do you say?"

"So fast?" Bian Rui was taken aback.

With Bian Rui's idea, it would take two or three years to praise a person, and he actually had achievements in just a few months.

Zhou Zhengdao: "I didn't say how big a horn he made at once, but this person's paintings are indeed very talented, and many people expressed interest when we sent him to the art exhibition." However, we are now strictly forbidden to let his paintings enter the market, and only let him paint four or five paintings a year, and the rest of the time can go out and play, and you can do whatever you want, just don't paint more......

Zhou Zheng is also talking about the operation of general galleries now, of course, there are not many painters who can enjoy such treatment, and there are also painters who are also promoted by the gallery, such as Zhou Zheng's gallery now, and this is the main one. Otherwise, how could Zhou Zheng say that doing business with Bian Rui is to make money.

"The next thing is to see how the manager of the gallery operates, and the timetable I give is to make him a first-class young painter in the country within two years, and his works will be between 800,000 and 1.5 million ......."

"Hey, how much can it get into his hands?" asked Bian Rui.

Zhou Zhengdao: "I give him the highest, and he can have 150,000 or 60,000 yuan in his hands."

"Is this still called the highest?" said Bian Rui with a smile.

Zhou Zhengdao: "What do you know, don't look at the tens of millions of paintings sold by those people in China now, and when they really come into their hands, it is only three or five hundred thousand, do you think that most of them are really given to paint, so what does the gallery eat? How to speculate and how to operate the price of paintings? In the era of capital, capital must take the lion's share, and now Picasso has to honestly take these three or four hundred thousand, and now capital will not give him room to operate......."

Bian Rui also understands this truth, the current capital is pervasive, and you will die a miserable death if you want to play any heroism.

After hearing Zhou Zheng say this, he leaned towards Bian Rui: "Otherwise, you will also make your debut and take your paintings to my gallery to sell, how about I give you fifty-fifty shares?"

"So good to me?" Bian Rui said, moving away from the guy.

Zhou Zhengdao: "Who is with whom our buddies, it's decided."

"Forget it, I'm not interested!" Bian Ruicai has no interest in fiddling with any paintings, usually he just regards this thing as a hobby, and now if he signs a gallery, how uncomfortable it will be.

Bian Rui's current level of painting is already skilled, many paintings can get eight or nine points of charm, although it is a painting, but these paintings are not handed down, Bian Rui said that it is natural for his own painting is also possible, and many of everyone's works in history have not been handed down, occasionally there are so many copies of the book, that is also Bian Rui's level, and even there are shortcomings, because there must be someone collecting the famous facsimile, once someone collects it in the era of war and chaos, it is easy to destroy, and our country's paintings are all on paper and silk, it is not easy to preserve, otherwise the works of the book saint will be more than those copies。

"Don't, our manager is full of praise when he sees your paintings, saying that your four screens are everyone's work full of antiquity, and if you sign it, you will definitely be able to sell it for a good price." You've got to make me some money. Otherwise, how about you also give me a set of four screens? Same treatment as Wu Xi, this is no problem, right?" Zhou Zheng said.

Bian Rui finally understood that there was a problem with the four screens that were given to Wu Xi's family. The four screens belong to different people, with different styles but they are all excellent, Bian Ruilin is someone's masterpiece, and the ancestor also wrote a hymn on it.

"Go aside! If you want to sign someone, search for famous places across the country, I really have no interest in making my debut in calligraphy and painting, I usually live a comfortable life, why bother to recruit this right or wrong!" Bian Rui said.

Bian Rui's paintings are imminent, if they are regarded as their own works, if suddenly a similar one jumps out of the folk, they are still ancient paintings, and Bian Rui's reputation is not a stinky street? Although some people can do this, but Bian Rui does not want to do it, mainly because Bian Rui is not short of money, why bother looking for this.