Chapter 217: A Little Secret (33/141)
Tragedy is actually a kind of emotion that shows the beautiful side of things desperately, and then crushes and destroys it in front of people when they are waiting for happiness with great expectations, and then makes people feel sorry and sigh.
For example, feelings, more or less so.
The relationship between women and feelings is like a cat and a mouse, and young girls treat feelings like a kitten that has not been born for a long time.
It is only when a woman grows older that she gradually matures, just like a Persian cat who is accustomed to seeing all kinds of mice, and will not easily choose a man.
Originally, Zhou Feifei felt that she was very mature, after all, she had been an actor since she was a child, and she was used to seeing all kinds of men, handsome, mature, and rich, but when she fell out of love, she realized that she was thinking too naïve.
So, she started to like to drink because alcohol numbed her nerves and made her unable to think of anything.
I don't know why, Zhou Feifei, who has always boasted of being able to see people, suddenly felt that the Zhao Fusheng in front of him was a little incomprehensible.
Zhou Feifei is still very confident in her appearance, not to mention anything else, being able to be admitted to Chinese opera means that her appearance is outstanding, in the past few years, many people have expressed a good impression of herself, and even the so-called boss took the initiative to invite herself, if Wang Jinghua didn't stop her, maybe those people would have succeeded.
But even so, it was the first time that Zhou Feifei had met someone like Zhao Fusheng, and it seemed that her beauty had no effect at all in front of him.
In fact, she didn't know Zhao Fusheng, and if she did, she probably wouldn't think so.
Zhao Fusheng is a person, although he is a little dull in terms of feelings, it is a man's nature to like such things as beautiful women, but the problem is that the impression left by Zhou Feifei on Zhao Fusheng is too bad.
was drunk twice and didn't look like a star at all, under such circumstances, it was too difficult for Zhao Fusheng to have a good impression of Zhou Feifei.
After all, as soon as Zhao Fusheng saw her, he thought of the scene where she was shouting at Sesame to open the door like a psychopath, and he didn't laugh out loud on the spot, he was already giving Zhou Feifei face.
"Well, since you don't have time, forget it. Zhou Feifei shrugged, she was not short of men, and she didn't think about what to do with Zhao Fusheng, but she just followed Wang Jinghua's instructions, and she had a good impression of Zhao Fusheng, so she took the initiative to invite, and now that Zhao Fusheng chose to refuse, then she didn't need to put a hot face on her cold ass and force her up.
"Well, don't drink too much, we still have to film when we get back. Zhao Fusheng smiled and said to Zhou Feifei.
Zhou Feifei snorted, turned around and walked straight to the side, it was obvious that Zhao Fusheng's words poked at some of her untouchable places, after all, being drunk and embarrassing was not a glorious past.
Seeing the actress leave, Zhao Fusheng pouted, he really found it difficult to agree with some lifestyles of people in the entertainment industry, and now he is relying on the underdevelopment of the entertainment reporter industry, and when the paparazzi are popular, Zhao Fusheng is looking forward to how many news will break out about stars like Zhou Feifei.
But it's not for sure, after all, the paparazzi in China are famous all over the world for being undisciplined and unreliable.
"Keep an eye on it, I'll go back first. Watching the shooting boringly, Zhao Fusheng really didn't think it was interesting, unlike Dong Chenxi's curiosity, he had seen a lot of advertising shooting scenes in his previous life, and now these things are really not attractive to him.
Dong Chenxi looked at Zhao Fusheng speechlessly: "You're not here, is it really appropriate?"
Zhao Fusheng smiled: "You are the producer, I am just your assistant, I am not here, is there a difference?"
Hearing his words, Dong Chenxi rolled his eyes, and suddenly felt that he had simply found a boss who was extremely unreliable. How could anyone be so lazy as this?
"Alright, I'll go first, call me if there's something. Zhao Fusheng stood up, waved his hand at Dong Chenxi, and whispered.
Dong Chenxi nodded, thought for a while and asked, "Then if the director or Brother Hua is looking for you......"
After all, Zhou Li and Liu Dehua seem to be very interested in Zhao Fusheng, if they really look for Zhao Fusheng after the filming, he is not there, it is indeed a little inappropriate.
Zhao Fusheng smiled: "It's okay, they want to find me, you can go back to the hotel to talk at night." ”
Whether it is Zhou Li or Liu Dehua, he is looking for himself, but Zhao Fusheng is not in a hurry.
At this time, Haidong Province was not the resort that it was later. You must know that more than ten years later, some people joked that eighty percent of the population in Haidong is from the Northeast, and they can often meet fellow villagers if they are not careful.
Now, it's just a developing province.
"In fact, if you have money to spare, you can buy a house and build a hotel here. While walking, Zhao Fusheng looked around, and said to himself with a smile in his mouth.
When he drifted north in his last life, he really never came here, but he occasionally heard people talk about the real estate speculation boom in the early nineties, and it is said that there are many unfinished projects in the real estate here in Haidong.
Speaking of real estate, Zhao Fusheng has always felt that it is a big pit, not to mention anything else, which one has the ability to afford to play in the real estate industry, which one has no background behind it, and it is impossible for ordinary people to do real estate.
Whether it is Vanke, Wanda, or Evergrande, behind these famous real estate companies, there are all intricate interest relationships.
Zhao Fusheng asked himself if he didn't have that way and background, so even if he knew that the housing prices would be outrageous in the future, he didn't dare to get involved in it, at most, he would buy a few houses in Beijing or Shanghai while he had money, and wait for the appreciation.
But that's all for later, and now Zhao Fusheng can only think about it, after all, most of his funds are invested in future advertising.
Speaking of which, it suddenly occurred to him that it seemed that he hadn't had time to get the planning fee this time.
"Hey, Mr. Han, where is it?" Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng simply dialed Han Bin's mobile phone.
"Beijing, what's wrong, how are you filming in Haidong?" Han Bin received a call from Zhao Fusheng, a little strange, I don't know what this guy called him for.
"It's not bad, I want to ask you, how much did your father give me for my planning fee?" Zhao Fusheng didn't go around in circles, and asked straight to the point.
Han Bin was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "What's the matter, you Zheng didn't tell you?"
Well?
Zhao Fusheng suddenly felt that there seemed to be something he didn't know.
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