Lin Mu was still wondering why Zhou Gongzi's expression was so strange in the end, and he just put down his phone and turned around.

"Wow, what are you doing!"

As soon as he turned around, he saw Wang Jingzheng standing on tiptoe and smiling, and he immediately understood why Zhou Gongzi suddenly had a strange expression just now.

"Let's call for a drink!" he said with a grin.

As he spoke, he stretched out his arm and planned to leave with Lin Mu in his arms, but he put his hand on Lin Mu's shoulders and gestured to pull his arm.

"That's amazing!" he said to Lin Mu as he walked.

Lin Mu pursed his lips and put his phone in his pocket, pretending not to know what he was talking about.

When he came back, he had already served a lot of platters, as well as wine, Wang Jing personally took the wine and poured it for a circle of people, and then poured it for himself.

"Wushuang, I hope this time we can really be Wushuang!"

"I've studied this year's schedule, the National Day file is not very suitable, leave it for the Spring Festival!

He waved his arm vigorously as he spoke, then raised his glass.

All three of them stood up and touched him, and they all drank it all.

Sitting down again, Lin Mu said strangely, "Why is this year's National Day file not suitable?"

Wang Jing waved his hand, "You're still a mainlander, this year's Olympics! Who watches the Olympics!"

"I heard that Yinghuang is also the main Spring Festival stall this year!"

Lin Mu came back to his senses at this time, he patted his head, and suddenly pondered.

, if you count it like this, Mei Lanfang, painted skin, Wushuang, has him in the same schedule in one breath, it seems a bit too much!

"Isn't there a lot of competition?" Lin Mu asked after thinking for a while.

Wang Jing waved his hand absently, "Something!"

"Yinghuang's painting skin is a fantasy film, the main focus is visual effects, although our side is also the main focus is feelings, stories, and visual musts!"

"But there is no comparison between modern dramas and costume dramas, don't panic!"

Lin Mu nodded slightly when he heard him say this, and so on.

Mei Lanfang is a pure actor, and he gets a real salary, while the painting skin converts the script and his and Zhou Gongzi's salary into production costs and turns them into investments, which is to divide the money.

As for Wushuang, not only did he not take the money, but the company also invested a sum, not much, eight million, including his own remuneration, a total of 15 million investment, accounting for 30% of the entire distribution, and he as a screenwriter has 5%, he takes 35%, and the rest is An Le and Wang Jing's.

Lin Mu has already taken a share, and it is estimated that Fa Ge should not share it again, he should be paid, and Gu Zai should be too.

……

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors.

Another round of drinking, and by this time everyone was about the same.

Wang Jing took out a cigar and asked everyone to smoke, Gu Zai refused, Lin Mu refused, he smoked his own cigarette, he couldn't get used to this thing, as for Fa Ge, he also refused, and took Lin Mu a cigarette.

Wang Jing ordered one by himself, twitched it with a snap, waved his hand and said, "Amu!"

"This, although it is a Hong Kong film, but you also know it, the actor is more than this problem!"

"I have done it for you and me to get the role of the actor here, but the actress has not yet been finalized, do you have a certain kind of actor with box office appeal?"

After hearing this, Lin Mu groaned for a while and said, "How is Zhang Ziyi?"

When she was filming in the capital before, she said that she owed her a play, and the fireworks were gone, but the role of Ruan Wen in Wushuang was okay, so she should be repaid.

"Zhang Ziyi, can you do it, what about the other two?" Wang Jing asked.

Lin Mu thought for a while, "Isn't it okay to be in the mainland?"

"Yes, you can do it!" Wang Jing said indifferently.

For him, in addition to the protagonist of the main structure of the whole story, those supporting roles can be called leftovers, and they can be used as favors, and besides, Lin Mu is a screenwriter, a starring actor or an investor, so he can't ignore it.

Lin Mu thought for a while, "Then Gillian! you can take care of the rest!"

"Okay!" Wang Jing nodded absently, and then asked, "You are here to contact?"

Lin Mu responded, "No problem. ”

……

After eating a meal, the matter of the follow-up actors of the crew was finalized, and everyone went back to their rooms.

At this time, it was already night, Lin Mu thought about it and called Zhang Ziyi first.

"What are you doing? You want to tell me the script again?" Zhang Ziyi choked Lin Mu as soon as he opened his mouth.

Lin Mu replied angrily, "Yes, do you want to listen!"

"Well, here's the case, I wrote a book, and now it'......"

He told Zhang Ziyi about the situation of the Wushuang crew, and she agreed after listening.

"No problem, I'll take it. ”

"But you're in such a hurry to return favors, are you in such a hurry to clear up the relationship?"

Lin Mu sighed, "Senior sister, please let it go!"

"Hahaha......" she laughed and said, "Good night!"

After hanging up Zhang Ziyi's phone, Lin Mu called Huo Wenxi.

After all, Gillian is a heroic artist, and she herself has no autonomy over her work plan, so she still has to go through Huo Wenxi, and it is faster and more convenient to find Huo Wenxi than to find her.

Huo Wenxi heard that it was Wang Jing's play, so he agreed without saying a word, Lin Mu plus Zhou Runfa plus a Wang Jing, not to mention the supporting role, even if it is a trick!

These were all things that Lin Mu expected, and after he got it, he moved his neck, threw his mobile phone on the bed, went to take a shower, and came out to send a message to Zhou Gongzi.

"Did you sleep?"

After a while, the text message came.

"Go to QQ, be quiet. ”

Lin Mu logged in to QQ, and as soon as he came up to the video connection, he clicked to accept.

Soon, Zhou Gongzi appeared on the mobile phone screen, looking at her posture, she should be sideways on the bed, and it was Lin Xiaowei next to her arm.

Lin Mu smiled when he saw it, "Look, I'll just say, blood is thicker than water, I won't forget you!"

Zhou Gongzi also laughed when he heard it, he didn't speak, he just smiled, and his eyes narrowed into a line.

"Where's the soup?" Lin Mu asked curiously.

The smile on Zhou Gongzi's face was replaced by helplessness, pursed his lips, and raised the phone.

Xiaotang and Lin Xiaoxun appeared in the picture.

Lin Xiaoxun wore this belly pocket and lay on the bed, and Xiaotang covered his head with both hands.

"Hmm!" she leaned her face over, Lin Xiaoxun was stunned for a moment, and her little head shook a little.

"Hmm!" she covered her face and went back.

"Hmm!"

"Hmm!" Ah, it's back!

"Giggle......

Yes, it's very strong, it's very Tang Wei, but it seems that Lin Xiaoxun really eats a set, lying on the bed and laughing happily.

Zhou Gongzi turned the picture back again, his face full of sorrow.

"Why are you sad, aren't you by the child's side now?" Lin Mu asked.

Zhou Gongzi sighed, shook his head, and replied in a low voice.

"When I think of my son being such a second-hand cargo for so long, I worry about his future and growth!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Mu heard the sound of Xiaotang over there.

"Ah, the Zhou thief begged to fight, whoa, yes, yes!"