Yang Qiu found a vacancy, walked straight through the entrance of the building, and walked to the door of Li Ying next door.

The doors are wide open.

Li Ying, who was dressed in a straight suit in the past, wore a big washed vest and a pair of black pants at this time, and sat sullenly at the living room desk drinking alone.

Yang Qiu raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Knock Knock Knock –

After just taking half a sip of wine, Li Ying followed the prestige with drunken eyes, and when she saw the person clearly, she hurriedly beckoned: "Oh, Mies...... Ha, Boss Yang, come in, come in and have a drink. ”

"Excuse me. ”

"Don't bother, I'm worried about being bored drinking alone. ”

Li Yingdong looked around to find a cup for Yang Qiu, but the living room was cleaner than Yang Qiu's house next door, and when he looked up, there were only a few chairs and a table left, where could he still find a cup.

"Boss Yang, you wait. ”

Li Ying, who couldn't be found, had to laugh awkwardly, picked up her wine glass and took a sip, and ran to the kitchen with an empty wine glass.

Then there was the sound of washing in the kitchen.

The layout of this house was the same as Yang Qiu's, but it was completely reversed, and Yang Qiu raised his head and glanced at the bedroom with two doors open.

Then I saw that the room on the left had been cleaned up and empty, except for a bed frame.

Before he had time to think about it, Li Ying walked out with a cup in his right hand, but in this guy's left hand, he was holding a small porcelain bowl for eating.

"I'm sorry, Boss Yang, I don't have a cup at home, so I washed mine, don't mind. Li Ying said and put the wine glass in front of Yang Qiu.

"It's fine. ”

"That's good. ”

Li Ying sat down, picked up the red card double steamed for two yuan and one ** on the table, slowly added a cup to Yang Qiu, and poured herself a small half bowl.

"Come, Boss Yang, please. ”

"Good. ”

Li Ying picked up her wine bowl and saluted, then raised her head and drank it in one gulp. Yang Qiu also took a sip, and the spicy taste of inferior wine filled his mouth.

"Ahem—"

Yang Qiu choked slightly, hurriedly coughed, and saw that Li Ying was pouring wine for himself without care, so he gently put down the wine glass and asked tentatively, "Director Li, Brother Baoshan is gone?"

Li Ying's hand pouring the wine paused slightly, and a few drops spilled on the outside of the bowl, he hurriedly put up the wine ** and put it on the table, and said with a smile: "Hmm." ”

"You ...... We've been working together for a long time, haven't you?"

"We will cooperate in the magic capital, if you do the math......" Li Ying paused, silently calculated in her heart, and said: "It's been twelve years, just like yesterday." ”

Thinking that she remembered something, Li Ying's eyes darkened, and she picked up the wine bowl on the table and drank it.

"How do you ...... that?"

"It's nothing, people go to high places and water flows to low places, the world is normal, not to mention my stagnant water. Li Yinghuan pointed to the surrounding circles of things, and laughed at herself: "Boss Yang, you can see what I have become now." ”

After saying a word, Li Ying took another sip of wine.

Yang Qiu also sighed a little in his heart.

But.

Poor people must have something to hate, who can Li Ying blame?

It's not all his own.

Taking the trust of others for personal gain, it is natural that one day will be abandoned.

But he didn't know how to manage and plan, he was greedy and lustful, and all the money he scraped was given to his mother Sangs in the nightclub. Even his wife, Gu Lanjun, one of the four famous early Chinese films, was angry with him.

Now Li Ying's films are average, and he has a reputation for being greedy for money, and even Zhang Shankun is like a thief to prevent him, so naturally no one else asks him to make films.

There is no room in and out, and the house is surrounded by four walls.

It can only be said that self-inflicted sins cannot live.

Yang Qiu naturally wouldn't be a good person, so he said directly: "Director Li, I'm going to move away, if you have any difficulties in life in the future, you can go to the Axe Mountain Road and tell me." ”

"Okay, thank you Boss Yang, I toast you. ”

"You're welcome. ”

Another glass of white wine in his stomach, Yang Qiu didn't feel anything, Li Ying had obviously drunk too much, and the whole person sitting there shook his head, and before Yang Qiu could say a few words, while listening to the sound of 'pop', Li Ying was lying on the desk.

"Director Li?"

Yang Qiu raised his eyebrows and pushed Li Ying meaningfully, but there was no movement.

It seems to be really drunk.

"Ahh

With a long sigh, Yang Qiu slowly stood up, looked at the empty room, took out three hundred Hong Kong dollars from his wallet, and pressed it under the wine glass.

That's all we can help.

Gently closing the door of Li Ying's house, Yang Qiu threw himself into the moving business again.

Yang Qiu's villa mansion on Xifu Road cost him more than 300,000 Hong Kong dollars in cash, which was the result of the previous loser's rush to make a move, only for the cash to be discounted by 8.5%.

However, for the money spent, Yang Qiu was very satisfied with this house.

White stucco walls with light red roof tiles, continuous arches and cloisters on the eaves, tall windowed living rooms, black marble floors, ornate crystal chandeliers, and brown black wood tables.

All right......

I heard that the table used to be fragrant wood, but it was sold by that loser a long time ago.

The whole villa is full of Western-style Republic of China style, which makes people feel both romantic and solemn.

The guardhouse at the door, the security room that passes along the eaves, the maid's room, the kitchen, the water room, and the utility room on the first floor, and the second floor, in addition to the large sun-facing master bedroom study, there are seven or eight guest bedrooms. Above the second floor, several small attics are hidden there.

"The place is big and spacious, and I can live with more children in the future. ”

Yang Qiu's casual words made the girls blush with shame.

However, the women still occupied a room that they thought was good, and dressed up and cleaned up.

In the next two or three days, everyone tried to stuff things into the house.

The servants are easy to find, and the six bodyguards are all people who drag their families, so Yang Qiu picked four or five women from these people who worked quickly and recruited them.

They are naturally grateful and moral, and being a maid is much better than pasting matchboxes in Tiu Keng Ling.

Life is gradually getting on track, and the set is about to get on track.

The Golden Harvest studio on Axe Hill Road is finally about to be completed after more than half a year of construction.

Various matters such as the recruitment of personnel and the purchase of equipment have been put on Yang Qiu's desk one after another, making Yang Qiu, who has never dealt with such large-scale co-ordination matters, bigger.

As a last resort, Yang Qiu thought about it and decided to go to Shuangfeng Street in Diamond Hill first.

The car went all the way, passing the sparse crowd on the side of the road, and stopped in front of a small alleyway with a width of a meter, Yang Qiu raised his eyes and glanced at the billboard on the side of the road, and got out of the car directly.

"Starlight Studio...... Tsk......"

Yang Qiu shook his head and smiled, and then took Liu Guohua straight into the alleyway.

After the two walked straight for more than twenty meters, they saw a billboard nailed to the wall of a nearby building, and Yang Qiu raised his feet and walked towards the second floor.

"Hello sir, please ...... Are you, are you Mr. Yang Qiu?"

In the office room on the second floor, there was a young man who was writing with his head down, listening to the movement and thinking that business was coming, but as soon as he raised his head and said half a sentence, he recognized who the person was and stood up excitedly.

"It's despicable. Yang Qiu nodded in response.

The young man, who was obviously a fan of Yang Qiu's movie, hurriedly stepped forward excitedly, stretched out his hand and said, "Hello Mr. Yang, hello, I like your "Funny Times" and "Home Alone" very much, very much. ”

"Oh, don't you like "Tianxian Pei"?" Yang Qiu shook it back and teased.

"Uh-" The young man scratched his head awkwardly and explained, "I like it too, but those two are my favorites." ”

"Thank you, my favorites are also those two. ”

"Really?"

"By the way, what's your name?"

"Oops! I forgot to say, contemptible Dong Shaoliang, it's rude. ”

"It's okay, it's okay. ”

Yang Qiu shook his head slightly, glanced around the unmanned office, and asked the young man again, "By the way, is your manager Lu Yuanliang Lu here?"