It was not time for the meal. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 After the info greetings, everyone sat on the fabric sofa in the main room and chatted.

Deng Zheng came over today, because he accepted the hospitality yesterday, and it can be regarded as helping Gu Weiyuan to stand on the platform, so Lao Gu is still responsible for the specific negotiation matters, and after dealing with the "residual heat of the power list" that was touted by a round of uproar, he rarely interjected again, and when he met Bao Xin, they pulled the topic back to themselves, and they only laughed silently, and gave the main role to Gu Weiyuan.

When Huanping cooperated with Lao Gu to explain the advantages of "Dragon Gate Inn" to several theater executives, Deng Zheng had nothing to do, and his eyes looked around.

The decoration style of this room is very trendy, although it is the living room of the main house, but the whole area is open, which is a bit like the large study room in Deng Zheng's capital apartment. It's just that it's bigger.

Deng Zheng's attention quickly fell on the office area.

In front of the large floor-to-ceiling window against the side wall is a large obsidian black writing desk with a chic starry table lamp on it, a cluster of sharpened red and blue pencils and a few heavy signature pens inserted in the pen holder.

Next to it is a tall light white wooden bookcase, the bookcase is very high, the top is about to touch the roof, and there is a two-meter log bookcase ladder next to it. From this corner alone, it has the feel of a European medieval library.

On the bookcase, there are all kinds of Chinese and foreign masterpieces neatly arranged, with a simple and atmospheric layout and extraordinary bearing.

What is particularly striking is that high on the wall on the east side of the bookcase hangs a long sword, the scabbard is antique, carved with a coiled dragon pattern, and the long red spikes hang down the wall, looking very clean and not hanging a trace of dust.

There are several photo photos hanging under the long sword, all of which are photos of Bao Xin dancing the sword, or stabbing, or cutting, or picking, and the movements are done in a good way, from the hilt and red spikes, it looks like this handle is hanging on the wall.

Deng Zheng's heart moved: It seems that this General Manager Bao is very luxurious, the villa of Tianyuan Villa is only rented but not sold, and the rent is quite expensive.

"Banmen has an axe. Make your pro smile. I don't know when, Bao Xin quietly moved next to Deng Zheng, rolling up with a strong smell of perfume.

Although this perfume is extremely high-end and exquisite, it may still be made by the master and specially blended by people, but it is still a little pungent for Deng Zheng, who is used to Lin Xiaolu and Jiang Concubine Tanwei and their pure natural little freshness.

Rubbing his nose, he distanced himself slightly, and said politely: "Mr. Bao is modest." In the past, there was a beautiful woman Gongsun, and a sword dance moved in all directions. The spectators are depressed like mountains, and the heavens and the earth are low for a long time...... Just rush to the action in this photo, the stretch is excellent***, it's better than this Gongsun Auntie, I'm afraid it's not much better. ”

"Oh, it's a great writer, and his mouth is so sweet. The old woman of mine was overjoyed. ”

Deng Zhengle said nonsense: "Where is Mr. Bao an old woman, the so-called autumn water is a god, hibiscus is like a face, more than flowers and flowers, and more fragrant than jade...... That's what Mr. Bao is talking about. The peak of golden autumn, refreshing and fertile. Mature, elegant, glamorous. ”

Bao Xin smiled, tilted her head, brought her face closer, and stared at Deng Zheng burningly, "Can it charm you?"

Deng Zheng was slightly stunned, and his heart was a little crooked, but he was an old oilman, and he would not be false in this regard, not to mention that he came today to ask for help, and he was the first to make money in harmony, and said with a smile: "I am the same as Mr. Bao, and I am most fascinated by books." Mr. Bao, your study is really blind, not to mention the collection of books, the quality is still high, and the top few books of "Wild Zen Collection" on the bookshelf are the only ones?"

Bao Xin didn't stop talking about him left and right, took a sip of tea with a smile, chewed a few tea leaves, and pressed step by step: "The peak of golden autumn, the air is refreshing and fertile...... But what's the use of this fertile land, good fertile land, just like this, is barren day by day. Xiao Deng, do you think it's a pity?"

Deng Zheng's face changed slightly, and he was about to organize a counterattack, when over there, Dian Xiaoya came out of the restaurant Shi Shiran and greeted crisply: "Mr. Bao, distinguished guests, you can have dinner." ”

Bao Xin left, Deng Zheng sighed lightly, calmed down, and grabbed Phantom Ping, who walked past him with a strange expression: "Sit next to me during dinner, be smart, the time has come for the organization to need you." ”

Phantom Ping gently broke away, smiling strangely, so strange that a grinding voice could be heard in every word: "Need me, don't you." This ready-made fertile land is thousands of hectares, don't let it be barren?"

That being said, when it came time to arrange the seats in the restaurant, Huanping still relied on her advantage as a woman to occupy a position next to Deng Zheng first. As for the main escort on the other side, it was naturally reserved for Bao Xin, the host of this treat.

In the spacious and clean restaurant, everyone enjoyed a sumptuous lunch, during the banquet, all the people present were the scene, and there was no bad eloquence, especially Bao Xin's assistant Dian Xiaoya, talking eloquently, and witty words. The whole thing goes on and on.

Eating and eating, Gu Weiyuan gradually became anxious in his heart, this wine is almost drunk, but he hasn't talked about a word yet, when he was on the sofa in the living room just now, he said that he would talk about it when he ate, but when he got to the dinner table, he didn't have time to say it at all, and he didn't have a chance to say it. held back for most of the half, and finally finally seized an opportunity and took the lead to get rid of the movie release schedule.

As soon as this topic came out, Vice President Yang stopped bragging, Vice President Wu stopped talking, and Director Zhang stopped laughing.

As if she hadn't heard it, Bao Xin sandwiched a piece of white spicy and sour crispy lotus root, chewed it crunching in her mouth, Dian Xiaoya understood, and explained with a smile that this matter is not in a hurry, at least the post-production must be completed, and it is best to give a trailer, so that it is convenient for the theater to make a basic prediction.

“…… This prediction is not to speculate whether the audience likes it or whether the film has a good reputation, but to estimate how many viewers will pay for the film, and the more people who are willing to buy tickets, the better. To put it simply, the audience only needs to be willing to spend money, and whether they like it or not is their own business. In this regard, martial arts movies are absolutely new, so to complete this prediction, we need more evidence support. For example, the number of on-demand, reprinted, and comments of the trailer, whether the early screening is full and how the audience reacts, whether the publicity and promotion offensive is strong, whether the posters and trailers and other materials are attractive enough, and whether it is close to mainstream movie audiences...... Now there is nothing, how to judge, how to talk? Come, eat, eat, eat first. ”

I have to admit that what she said makes sense, but Deng Zheng is not happy, in this case, why didn't you make it clear yesterday, and the cooperation matters that were conclusive, dare to come over and have a meal with you?

He was unhappy, Gu Weiyuan and Huanping's faces were also a little hard, and the scene was a little cold for a while.

"Oh, don't be so serious, I'm only talking about Fengyue today, not about work. I, Lao Wu, will tell a story first and be active. Vice President Wu of Xishan Film and Television smiled, knocked on the table with chopsticks, and when everyone quieted down, he told a meat joke, saying that it was what really happened in this Outer Lake District.

It is said that a married man has a disease of inadequacy, the husband and wife are extremely distressed, the two of them are looking for medical treatment everywhere, the effect is not ideal, the husband once went to the following small place on a business trip, and happened to meet a one-man eye calculation.

The one-eyed man taught him a set of mantras, and the results were excellent, and every time before having sex, as long as he went to the bathroom to recite the mantra a few times, he was sure to be able to use the golden iron horse, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

His wife was a little curious, and once quietly followed him, but saw her husband standing naked in front of the mirror, next to a few lists of male colleagues in the unit, with red ticks in order, and the name of the latest tick was "Lao Li".

My husband couldn't stop muttering to himself:

"She's not my wife, she's not my wife, she's Xiao Li's wife today......"

Gu Weiyuan felt irritable in his heart, and he felt a little uncomfortable listening to it, so he got up and left the table: "I'm sorry, go to the bathroom." ”

Bao Xin sneered and said lazily: "Mr. Gu is going to recite the spell now, will it be too early?"

As soon as the words came out, her group of people burst into laughter, laughing extremely exaggeratedly, and Dian Xiaoya was even more fancy, almost out of breath.

Deng Zheng was also amused. But after laughing, his eyes began to slowly turn cold.