Song Zheng walked out of the airport hall, avoided the reporters, got into the business car that had been waiting outside for a long time, and as soon as the three concerts ended, he got on the plane that night and rushed back to Yanjing in a hurry. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The situation of the concert, after the end of the first show, everyone thought the same, the second show attracted a lot of young people, but unfortunately the attendance rate was only sixty percent, barely keeping the capital, and the third performance was good, reaching eighty percent, for the declining rock music in China, it is already good to have such a result.

If it weren't for Zheng Jun's big heart, he would have found an open-air stadium to hold a concert and changed to a smaller venue, maybe the venue would be full.

As soon as the concert ended, Zheng Jun took out a large stack of envelopes, really as he said before, the big guy who made money shared it equally, Song Zheng supported three games in a row, and he got 300,000 yuan.

It's not hot to hold this money, although everyone said before they came, it's to help Zheng Jun, and they are all buddies, it sounds a little inappropriate to take this money, but if you don't take this money, it's really inappropriate.

Everyone took the money, that is, Zheng Jun took his brothers to make money together, if he didn't take it, if he had something to do in the future, let Zheng Jun open his mouth with the big guy.

"Brother Zhao, you take this money!" As soon as Song Zheng got into the car, he handed an envelope to Lao Zhao, who was driving, "During the Chinese New Year, I didn't have much money, so I'll make up for it now!"

The company didn't give Song Zheng a makeup artist, a stylist or anything, just two people, a driver Lao Zhao, and an assistant Ren Tong, although the salary was given by the company, but it was also close to Song Zheng's side, and when it was time to be around, he would not be stingy.

Lao Zhao is not hypocritical, he also has some thoughts in Huayi Brothers, before he was assigned to Song Zheng, he also drove cars for other artists, and no one gave him red envelopes for two festivals a year.

During the Chinese New Year, Song Zheng was short of money, and he also knew that he didn't say anything at the time, but he didn't expect Song Zheng to keep remembering it, money is secondary, Song Zheng can think about them, that is, he treats them as his own people, and this mind is heavier than this money.

"It's a little less! Brother Zhao, don't dislike it!"

Lao Zhao smiled honestly: "How can it!"

When he took it over just now, he took it with his hand and weighed it, and he knew that the number in it was not small, and there were five thousand, the weight of this red envelope was not light, he had never taken so much for Feng Xiaogang to drive before.

"Brother, what about me, what about me!"

Ren Tong saw that Lao Zhao had a red envelope to take, and looked at Song Zheng with a longing face, don't look at her age, but the days of Beipiao are not short, and there is a younger brother who goes to school at home, so she relies on her to send money back every month to supplement the family's living expenses.

"Yo! Brother Zhao, don't you see, we still have a little money fan here!" Song Zheng looked at Ren Tong with an embarrassed face, and deliberately teased her, "I said that you are not big, and you still have a salary of more than 1,000 yuan every month, what do you want so much money for!"

Ren Tong's round face was flushed with shame, it would be good if she was really a money fan, not only was she not a money fan, but she was also a fake generosity, a group of little assistants in the company who asked her to borrow money, she never refused, the result is often more out and less back, she is a fool in this regard, and she can't even remember an account.

Song Zheng saw that the little girl was so anxious that she was about to cry, and hurriedly took out the prepared red envelope: "If there is no Brother Zhao, there must be my sister's, otherwise this brother will not be called in vain! Besides, when your sister comes back, if you come to her and sue me, saying that I bullied you, I still have a good life!"

Only then did Ren Tong know that Song Zheng was deliberately teasing her, and he was angry and deliberately didn't pick it up.

Song Zheng smiled: "If you don't want it, I'll give it to Brother Zhao together!"

Lao Zhao smiled and joked: "Xiaotong, really give it to me, I'll just continue! I have to thank you for your nephew!"

Ren Tong glared at Lao Zhao and snatched it up.

Song Zheng smiled: "Keep it well, this is your New Year's money, don't let people fool you anymore!"

Ren Tong glanced at Song Zheng, ignored him, and directly opened the number, good guy, five thousand oceans, enough for her four months' salary: "Thank you, brother!"

Song Zheng saw Ren Tong's face change so quickly: "Brother Zhao! Hey! Take a look! You didn't pay attention to me just now, but now you look at Qian and call me brother again, and you say that you are not a fan of money!"

After teasing the little assistant for a while, Song Zheng's fatigue all the way has been reduced a lot: "Xiaotong, where are we going!? Sister Hua called me and asked me to come back as soon as possible, and I didn't make it clear what was going on!"

Ren Tong put her New Year's money away: "Sister Hua asked us to go directly to the xxxx hotel and say that you were going to meet the director!"

Song Zheng remembered that Wang Jinghua did tell him before that before going to Cannes in May, he would contact him for a drama appointment, and he said that he would come back to see the director, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

"Little boy, do you know who it is?"

"Jia Zhangke!

Holy!

This is also in the car, otherwise Song Zheng would have slipped to the bottom, he never expected that Wang Jinghua would not be able to make a sound, and he would make an appointment with such a god for the first appointment he contacted.

Song Zheng didn't recognize Jia Zhangke, even if this person stood in front of him, he couldn't recognize it, but this didn't mean that he hadn't heard of this name, in his last life, he didn't watch any of the movies made by Jia Zhangke, but none of them could be understood, but the more he couldn't understand it, the more he felt that Jia Zhangke was a cow.b, because he was a layman like him, and it was normal for him not to understand the works of other art directors.

Moreover, the most important thing is that Jia Zhangke's films can almost win awards in the world, don't care about the big awards and small awards, anyway, the department will not fall, take the film around the outside, and you can always bring back the two trophies.

"Do you know what it is?"

Song Zheng is most familiar with Jia Zhangke's film "The Good Man of the Three Gorges", although he couldn't understand it, but this film was stunned to brush down a golden lion in Venice.

However, this drama didn't come out until 2006, and now it's only 2001, it's definitely not this one, Song Zheng can't help but regret it.

"I don't know, Sister Hua didn't tell me at the time, anyway, you'll know when you arrive, and it's not far away!"

Song Zheng didn't ask again, he is now looking forward to seeing Jia Zhangke, and then taking down the role this time, no matter what the film is, he has to act, just to be able to stay by Jia Zhangke's side for a while.

After acting in a few plays, Song Zheng's heart has also grown, he never thought of upgrading to become a screenwriter or director before, but now that he has been in this circle for a long time, he will inevitably have some ideas, as a reborn, he knows that there will be so many popular movies and TV series in the future, why do you have to wait for others to come to the door, if he can be a screenwriter and director, he doesn't need others, it's a big deal to praise himself.