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"Since this is the case, I believe that Mr. Fu also has a certain say in this movie, and I heard that the main cast has not been completely determined, so I came here today to recommend myself. ”

Seeing that Fu Luo was still pretending to be "confused", Zhang Ziyi paused, and simply made his purpose clear.

"This ...... I didn't interfere in the specific affairs, and the movie was also dominated by Twentieth Century Fox, so I ...... on my side."

Although Fu Luo's words were not finished, he believed that Zhang Ziyi would definitely understand what he meant.

In fact, if he wants to, he can indeed add a Chinese actor to "The Martian", after all, Hollywood is a producer-centric system, and rich is the uncle.

But Fu Luo and Zhang Ziyi are not related, at most they can only be regarded as ordinary friends who know each other, why should he help each other, it is enough to save face if he can come today, especially this eldest sister has a lot of black material, so people really don't know what else to say.

"Mr. Fu, maybe you misunderstood, in fact, I didn't want you to arrange me directly, I just hope to have an audition recommendation. ”

Hearing Fu Luo's words, Zhang Ziyi was still a little anxious, but fortunately, she had already been mentally prepared for this, so she hurriedly retreated and changed her statement.

Before she came, she had the idea of pretending to be pitiful and sympathetic, such as saying that Chinese people were discriminated against in Hollywood, but in the end, she was worried that it would be counterproductive, so she extinguished this idea.

It's just that at this moment, Zhang Ziyi couldn't help but want to use this trick again.

"This ......"

Hearing this, Fu Luo really hesitated, after all, everyone is Chinese, if you don't want to help, it seems that it is indeed a little unsatisfactory, and it is not very good to spread out.

"Ah, Mr. Fu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ”

"Uh...... It's okay, I'll just do it myself!"

Fu Luo, who was hesitating, never expected that when Zhang Ziyi poured him wine, he accidentally spilled the wine and splashed it directly on his pants.

After finishing, the other party may also be a little flustered, get up and come to him and squat down to help him wipe it with his hands.

If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have almost let the other party get his hands on it, after all, the place where he was splashed was really a little sensitive, so he naturally couldn't mess around.

…………

At the same time.

In a trash can about ten meters outside the restaurant, a shot in the dark was paying attention to Fu Luo and Zhang Ziyi who were sitting by the window, and recorded them all.

…………

Inside the restaurant.

"Mr. Fu, I'm really sorry. ”

Zhang Ziyi, who was blocked by Fu Luo, quickly reacted, although she was no longer a yellow flower girl, and she was not shy or shy, but it was still a little embarrassing to encounter such a sudden thing.

"It's okay, it's okay, or Miss Zhang, you better sit back first!"

Fortunately, there wasn't much splashing, and Fu Luo took out a few napkins and wiped them casually, and basically there was no longer any problem.

After finishing, he continued to speak: "I definitely can't give you any guarantees about "The Martian", but if it is just a recommendation, it is not too much of a problem, so let's just go back and wait for my call." ”

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Fu. ”

Hearing that Fu Luo finally agreed, Zhang Ziyi was also relieved, although it was a little regrettable that he couldn't directly reach the ultimate goal, but it was better than not even having hope.

And after Fu Luo recommended her to the past, she invisibly had a certain advantage, after all, the other party was always an investor, and she had also stayed in Hollywood, so she had long understood the rules of the game in that place.

In addition, there are no Chinese characters in the public audition for "The Martian", if she doesn't receive Fu Luo's "holy decree", I'm afraid she won't even be able to enter the door.

No matter what, Zhang Ziyi quickly picked up the wine glass again and said with a smile: "Mr. Fu, I toast your glass." ”

"Don't be so polite!"

Seeing this, Fu Luo also raised his wine glass.

Next, it was natural to eat slowly, and it was not until about half an hour later that Fu Luo and Zhang Ziyi were separated from each other at the door of the restaurant.

…………

On the side of the road in the dark, in a Mercedes Benz.

A lewd young man who looked a bit like Wang Xiaoliang looked at a middle-aged man who was sitting next to him and was looking at a camera and said, "Brother Nan, how about it, I took a good shot, it was all taken according to your requirements." ”

"Well, it's good, nay, it's yours. ”

Hearing the words of the obscene young man, the middle-aged man called Brother Nan nodded slightly, and immediately threw a brown paper bag placed beside him to the other party.

"Hey, thank you Brother Nan. ”

And the obscene young man who got the brown paper bag immediately showed a lewd smile, and couldn't wait to open it and look at it.

After seeing the obscene young man's actions, Brother Nan said a little unhappily: "I said San'er, you kid still looks at a fart, say 30,000 is 30,000, when will Brother Nan be less than your kid a penny?"

"Hehe, don't look at it, don't look at it, I don't know what Brother Nan is!"

The lewd young man who was called San'er by the middle-aged man smiled obscenely, and he didn't really count the money in the brown paper bag.

"Come on, you kid, remember, this matter must be kept secret, I didn't look for you today, and you haven't seen me, you know?"

didn't have time to think about anything, Brother Nan quickly instructed San'er again.

"Hahaha, Brother Nan, I see that what you said is like an underground D joint, do you want to be so careful? It's not the first time we've done this kind of thing, and we've never had any problems, so what are you afraid of!"

"Hey, why do I say you kid talk so much, tell you to do what you do, get out of the car. ”

Hearing San'er's words, Brother Nan was also a little impatient, so after a sentence, he directly started to drive people away, staying with such a thing, and feeling that his IQ was going to be lowered.

Of course, there are benefits, after all, people are stupid and easier to control, and they don't have so many eyes.

"Okay, okay, get out of the car. ”

Seeing this, San'er didn't say anything more, and simply got out of the car, and then nodded and sent Brother Nan away through the window.

It wasn't until he couldn't see the shadow of Mercedes-Benz anymore that he spat with disdain on his face and muttered: "This dog depends on when you are finished, and the person who has such a product on the stall has also poured blood mold for eight lifetimes." ”

But it's none of his business, as long as the money is in hand, and then he thought of the hair salon to tease Del's little SH......

No, no, I couldn't help it, as soon as I thought of this, San'er turned around and left.