Fortunately, Li Mingze is Chinese, and the Kingdom of Wei has not inherited the real Tang style bone - Qujiang banquet and roasted tail banquet, which is a small gathering of friends, especially among literati, there is a wine order.

The so-called wine order is not our current 'Mr. Ma comes to one' or 'Mr. Li comes to one', they are all Yaling, for example, the 'Four Books Order', that is, all the wine orders you said are derived from "University", "The Mean", "Analects", "Mencius", and people who have no culture can't enter the table at all!

Although Zhang Junsheng has an amazing memory, he does not have a deep study of ancient texts.

"Come on, let's go!"

Li Mingze greeted warmly.

Zhang Junsheng thanked him, stretched out his hand to take the chopsticks, and the sister kneeling next to him had already finished the dish one step ahead of him: "Mr. Zhang..."

"Call me Junsheng!"

"Yes, Junsheng... What do you want to eat, just tell me and I'll help you clip it!"

“… No, I have hands and feet, and I'm not used to others helping me with food, so I'd better do it myself..."

"But..."

The young lady wanted to say something, but Li Mingze, who was sitting opposite her, said with a smile: "Eat, of course, you have to be casual, Zhang Writer can eat as much as he wants..."

And glared at her fiercely...

"Although our family has a little money, there are no rules, I laughed!"

Having said that, our son of the plane nodded politely to the young lady kneeling beside him, and then picked up something with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it without chewing much.

For him, the food is of course very good, but the pursuit of food itself is not too high, as long as he can fill his stomach!

An Shaoyang was relieved to accept the feeding of the young lady next to him...

"Salmon, sweet shrimp, sea urchin, all these ingredients are flown in from Hokkaido, and the master of Tozawa cuisine is under the tutelage of the god of Japanese cuisine, Jiro Ono..."

“… Why are they all raw? Didn't you say there was sizzling fried rice?"

Zhang Junsheng tasted most of the things on the table, and then felt that he should still eat some staple food...

"This... Why don't I ask the waiter?"

The young lady looked at Li Mingze...

Li Mingze probably realized that he was going to play the piano to the cow, so he didn't mind much, and waved his hand: "Don't be in a hurry to eat first... Tang Xin, pour wine for Writer Zhang..."

"Forget it, I'm not very good at drinking, do you have boiled water?"

Zhang Junsheng decisively refused.

He's only 19 years old, and he can't drink anything, even sake!

"This is sake made by Takagi Shuzo, and the price of each bottle is close to 2,000 yuan..."

Li Mingze may have wanted to sell sake, but he actually pulled the price...

"Mr. Li, Junsheng and their family have a rule that they can only drink one cup a night, and it is not advisable to overdo it!"

An Shaoyang finally spoke.

Zhang Junsheng looked at Li Mingze, and then at Tang Xin, who was kneeling next to him, and still shut up...

The mood is a little blocked, the promised meal is gone, and I have just made it clear that I want to eat sizzling fried rice, and the topic has been ripped off.

With this attitude, do you still want film and television adaptation rights?

Brains in water, right?

……

Li Mingze changed the subject: "I heard that Writer Zhang is going to be admitted to the film academy?"

"There is a plan for this. ”

It was An Shaoyang who answered.

Tonight's meeting further confirmed the speculation in Li Mingze's heart - Zhang Junsheng was pushed out by An Shaoyang!

It's like another Luo Xiaoxu pushed out by Chunyi in the south...

Think about it, how could a 17-year-old boy write, 'The eyes of the masses are bright.' In wartime, the bright eyes are used to discover the enemy, and in peacetime, they are used to explore people's privacy!', 'To be a human being is either vulgar or elegant, and the half-vulgar and indecent are the most painful people. 'That kind of thing?'

After a while, he said: "I know many teachers in the film school..."

"Coincidentally, Junsheng's mother also knows many teachers in the film school!"

An Shaoyang didn't seem to hear Li Mingze's extraneous meaning...

Li Mingze glanced at Zhang Junsheng, who was staring at the table boringly, and then said confidently: "... Mr. An, the film and television adaptation rights of "The Legend of Wukong" and "Chang'an Chaos" should still be in your hands, right?"

“(⊙ˍ⊙)”

The Children of the Plane were a little speechless.

What does it mean that the adaptation right is in the hands of An Shaoyang?

This is all copied by Lao Tzu with hard work!

“… Mr. Li is afraid that he has made a mistake, our publishing house only cares about the book plates, and the film and television adaptation of the work belongs to the rights and interests of the author, we don't care!"

An Shaoyang put down the cup, stared at Li Mingze, and sighed secretly.

"How did you investigate? Lao Tzu is working for their Zhang family!"

"It seems that the human body is not able to eat!"

“… I'm sorry, I haven't done book publishing, so I don't know much about it..."

Li Mingze nodded at Zhang Junsheng, he was sorry.

It's very insincere, and it's also that once a person has formed a first impression, it's hard to change it...

"I don't know if Writer Zhang is interested in adapting the film and television of his work..."

"Not interested!"

The son of the plane didn't raise his head, and directly refused...

“… We Huayang have allies in the Wa Kingdom, and the adaptation rights of your works are handed over to us, and I can guarantee that your market in the Wa Kingdom will also be opened..."

"My Little Prince has sold more than two million copies in the Wa Kingdom!"

There was a sense of embarrassment in the air - the sales of "The Little Prince" in the country of Japan ranked on the annual best-selling list, and its publisher was called Phantom Winter House, and Zhang's mother invested 6 million, accounting for 40% of the shares...

After a pause, Zhang Junsheng suddenly spoke: "Mr. Li, what do you think of the Chinese film market?"

"It's hard!"

The girl next to Li Mingze poured him a glass of wine and picked up the wine glass, Li Mingze had a feeling of scolding Fang Xuan: "Last year's market was 2 billion, and this year's maximum is 2.5 billion, although it is increasing, but the speed is too slow, at this time, making movies still depends more on foreign markets!"

"To tell you the truth, we invited a big Hollywood director to prepare a big production with an investment of 800 million!"

“… 800 million?

It was An Shaoyang who spoke.

With an investment of 800 million, the return on capital must be at least 2.4 billion!

Huaguo's total box office in a year is 2.5 billion...

"Haha, this has to rely on overseas markets, our allies in the Japanese country, have the ability to distribute globally..."

Li Mingze drank it all and was very confident!

"When did Kadokawa Pictures have the ability to distribute it globally?

Zhang Junsheng glanced at Li Mingze playfully, and the latter's face changed slightly.

He thought his background wasn't so easy to find out...

"Mr. Li, I must say that Huaguo's film industry is about to usher in a leap, and Shangfeng is unlikely to allow foreign capital to control Huaguo's film production, which is a cultural project!"

After saying that, he got up and prepared to leave.

"Writer Zhang, don't worry, there will be a big scene later... Tang Xin, hurry up, it's your turn!"

Li Mingze suddenly shouted at the young lady who was kneeling next to Zhang Junsheng.

Tang Xin, the one from the fox girl, stood up and reached out to untie his pocket...

“… Don't, I'm not interested in any of this, Uncle An, I'll go first..."

“… This is leaving?"

An Shaoyang reluctantly stood up, his eyes still on Tang Xin's movements.

Obviously, this person is very interested in the culture of dregs...

"Forget it, you stay, I'll go back by myself!"

Old pervert!

"Hehe, Tang Xin, you accompany Writer Zhang..."

Of course, Li Mingze heard the meaning of Zhang Junsheng's words, but after all, he is a person who has experienced great events, and it is not once or twice that he has been rejected.