68 Brother Society
The mobile phone rang again, this time it was Sister Lin who sent a message, only two words: Where is it?
The production director was next to me, and I began to regret that my phone number was saved with Sister Lin's name, how good would it be if it was a mobile phone number?
The director leaned on the back of the chair and chatted with the assistant director, and I leaned slightly sideways and leaned against the car door to reply to the message: Eat with the director. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć After typing, I thought to myself, will Sister Lin be worried when she sees this information? Will she think, what am I talking nonsense to the director?
I thought about it and deleted it, and replied: Eat barbecue with my cousin, don't read it, rest early.
Soon Sister Lin's message came back: Don't drink.
Coincidentally, Qin Zhen's message also came back after a short time, with more content: don't drink too much when eating with them, don't talk nonsense, and try not to open your mouth if you can. You know what?
I replied: Yes.
It's good to have someone to worry about, but it's not good to be cared for by two people.
The car is walking, I am not calm, guessing, wait to see Mr. Wang, if he asks about me and Sister Lin, how will I answer? Is it the same as dealing with my cousin?
My cousin is my own person, so it's easy to say whatever you fool, can Mr. Wang also fool casually?
I can't think about it, the more I think about it, the bigger I go, I regret my impulsiveness last night, you have to know that this is the result, I didn't go up last night no matter what it was418.
The car stopped at the entrance of the Supreme Emperor Hotel, the lights at the door were bright and brilliant, and more than a dozen women dressed in costumes greeted them at the door.
The so-called costumes are the costumes of the Tang Dynasty, the kind of costumes in Lao Mouzi's movie "The City is Full of Golden Armor", which wraps the woman in a bulging bag and flashes brightly.
Look at the guests coming in and out, they are all gorgeously dressed and neatly dressed, look at myself, adidasi T-shirt, gray and white jeans, shoes are good, thirty-eight pairs of Nike.
Standing at the door of the hotel in this dress, others don't say it, I don't think it fits, and I'm embarrassed to go in. The production director in front was still beckoning: "Come on, it's okay, it's all my own people inside." ā
I hesitated, put my heart sideways, first put two chicken legs into my trouser pocket, and then followed in.
At the door, more than a dozen palace maids on both sides bent down together and shouted delicately: "Welcome!" ā
My eyes squinted, good guy, the bulging bag, it's all so big.
When I entered, a girl in uniform dressed as OL came to greet her, and greeted her with a smile, "Welcome to a few bosses, has the boss booked a room?" Do you have a membership card? My name is Ah Fen and I just came back from Dongguan......"
The director blocked back with a fluttering sentence, "The room has been decided." ā
Go into the elevator, it is very spacious, can stand more than 20 people, and, when the elevator is running, there is no trance, or silent, I don't feel much about it and start moving, unlike the elevator of the hotel, when you go up, you have to click it, and there is a small impact when you stop.
There is also a golden mirror on the inner wall of the elevator, which is really golden, bright and shining, and the reflected figures are also good-looking, especially with my bald head, I feel like a monk with holy light all over my body.
When I got out of the elevator, there was also a group of palace maids who said welcome, but the color of these palace maids was much better than those outside, at least the makeup was not so heavy, and they could be younger. The other is dressing, the palace maids outside are dressed in winter clothes, and the palace maids inside are dressed in summer clothes.
And it's the kind of scorching summer, with a layer of tulle on his body, and the shadows are so full that I don't dare to look at it more, I always feel like I am a Tang monk who came to the spider cave.
The director took the lead and walked inside, and I followed, and as the door opened, my eyes suddenly opened up.
The seafood restaurant I saw last time felt high-end, but compared to the environment in front of me, it was far behind. There are yellow and white elements everywhere, but it is not the yellow of gold, but the refreshing and elegant chrysanthemum pattern after the rain, and the unknown velvet carpet on the ground, stepping on it feels like entering a high-end movie theater, soft. In the middle, there is a large round table, covered with a bright yellow tablecloth, and on top of it is a large round glass turntable, where many porcelains are placed.
Next to the table, there were already a few people sitting first, there were all kinds of stilted legs on the back of the chair, and Mr. Wang was sitting in the middle, with a leather bag in front of him and a cigar in his hand.
I don't know the others, but there is only one one, and I am terrified to see it. That was the last time I beat up the little flat-headed six sons in the seafood restaurant.
There was a bald spot on the flat head with a black blood scar on it.
I vaguely understood something, Mr. Wang suddenly called me, not because of Sister Lin, but because of the seafood restaurant last time, Mr. Wang came to say yes for me.
Although I have little social experience, I am not the first time to talk about the scene with the head wine.
Without waiting for others to ask, I took the initiative to step forward and greet respectfully, "Mr. Wang is good." ā
Mr. Wang nodded with a cigarette, and the smoke shot out of his mouth like a sharp sword, and the smoke was almost transparent. This means that either his cigars are of a very high grade, or the cigarettes he smokes are completely absorbed by him.
When Mr. Wang heard me say hello, he didn't say anything, but asked the director: "How has it been in the past two days?" ā
The director replied seriously: "It's quite smooth." The expression was very serious, just like when they were talking and laughing in the car before.
Mr. Wang asked again: "Lin Yurou didn't make any more emotions, right?" ā
The director shook his head, "No, it's going well." ā
Mr. Wang coughed quietly, "It's okay if you don't have it, hurry up and go to the capital to do the post-production after filming, it must be broadcast before the Spring Festival, there can be no mistakes, you know?" ā
The director said he knew.
After the conversation, Mr. Wang was shocked, "Sit, sit, sit, the food is cold." ā
When the others sat down, I also wanted to find a seat to sit down, but Mr. Wang turned his face to look at me, "You are Zhang Fa." ā
I stopped moving, and put on a look of sincere fear, "I'm Zhang Fa." ā
Mr. Wang smoked, his eyes kept blinking, the chicken hook lightning, and he flashed his hand with the cigarette and pointed at me, "Is it that you provoked the sixth brother last time?" ā
I looked at Xiao Pingtou, who had a gloomy face, leaning on the back of the chair, pressing his left leg against his right leg, staring at me viciously with his eyes, holding a Vajra Bodhi bead in his hand, and slowly counting.
This is the standard social brother fan, LV's leather bag, Samsung business mobile phone, the Buddhist beads opened by the monks, and the three-piece social brother set, he is all matched.
With this kind of energy, I feel that it's hard to talk about this today.
I lowered my eyebrows and admitted that I had provoked the sixth brother.
In society, if you make things hard, you should be hard, and you should be cowardly, there is a degree in this, and I am very accurate. When you hit him, you have to be ruthless, you can't even recognize him. Since it is a match, the attitude must be lowered, give the right party, apologize and behave in a proper manner, and make the other party happy.
My standard is that as long as you don't let me spend money and don't let me take responsibility, it's just a big deal to call him a master, anyway, next time he will still be able to make a fuss.
This is what my fifth uncle taught me, making things in society is to save face, and face is not to say it with your mouth, but to earn it with strength.
According to the fifth uncle's meaning, I should wait for him to come out and mix with the society, but I didn't think about it, I mixed the film and television industry.
I thought he was a civilized person in the film and television industry, but in the end, he still couldn't avoid this kind of bad thing.
My low eyebrows were pleasing to the eyes, which made the sixth son very useful, the Buddha beads in his hand were turning, his eyelids drooped, and he looked at Mr. Wang, "You look at it." ā
Mr. Wang sat upright, the corners of his mouth pulled slightly, squinted and smiled, and said: "It's still my brother's words, the little fart doll is not sensible, and he collided with his brother, and now people are here, I asked him to pour you wine to make amends, and admit your mistakes, okay?" ā
This is said very gently, even flatteringly, so that I can't help but give a thumbs up to Mr. Wang, a social person, Brother Wang.
After Mr. Wang finished speaking, he said to me with a black face: "What are you doing in a daze?" Quickly pour wine and make amends. ā
I beat Liuzi, he still has a black blue on his cheeks, and the scar on his head is estimated to have just removed the gauze, the injury is small, and the key is to lose face.
If I can get it done with a glass of wine, it's a good deal.
I went over to pour the wine with a cup, held it in both hands, walked to Brother Pingtou, and whispered, "Sixth brother, I'm sorry, it's me who doesn't know Mount Tai because I have eyes, and I will admit my mistake to you." After saying that, he handed it over with both hands.
Liuzi's right hand was still turning the Buddha beads, his eyes swept me up and down, his left hand slowly stretched out, took the wine, thought for two seconds, shook his left hand suddenly, and a glass of high-grade Xuanyuan brew rushed towards my face.
Subconsciously I stepped back, but I was still splashed in the face by the wine, and at the same time, the sixth brother burst out of his seat and slapped his right hand in my face.
Unfortunately, he was inexperienced, or he had the wrong plan. If you sincerely want to hit me, you shouldn't pick up the wine, you should just pick it up.
He poured his wine first, and then beat it, and I took four or five steps back, and he was still slapping.
Maybe he thinks it's more stylish to pour wine first and then slap his face.
That slap missed, and someone next to him held it down and persuaded him, "Sixth brother, sixth brother, if you have something to say, don't get excited." ā
The sixth brother didn't answer, his eyes were blood-red, and he wanted to break through the dissuasion, staring at me and threatening in a low voice, "Come over to me, Lao Tzu won't kill you today." ā
I wiped the wine on my face with my hand and licked it with my tongue.
Seeing that the sixth son was out of control, Mr. Wang couldn't sit still, got up from the main seat, hurried over in a few steps, and came to the sixth son, "Good brother, didn't you say it first, let's talk about things today, don't do it." ā
Hands-off? Liuzi smiled angrily, grabbed the wine glass on the table and slammed it, "Someone's coming!" ā
The door of the box was rushed open, and more than a dozen young people poured in outside, all kinds of sticks, long knives and furniture, and they were about to do it.
I hurriedly grabbed a chair in my hand, while observing the terrain to see how to meet the enemy, before I could lift the chair, there was a loud bang on the table, someone dropped the teapot in the middle, and the glass turntable on the table shook loudly.
The person who threw the teapot was Mr. Wang, and the momentum was huge, and all the people were suppressed.
At this time, Mr. Wang's face was black, his chest was panting, his arms trembled and he took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and the fat on his face also trembled, pointing to Liuzi and asking, "Don't you give face?" Isn't it not face-saving? Saying that, he raised his mobile phone, "Is it only when Brother Jianshe comes here that this matter can be settled?" ā
Liuzi looked at Mr. Wang's mobile phone, his expression was still fierce, but he was not as impulsive as just now, obviously, he was afraid of that construction brother?
But those who make things in society pay attention to face, and the sixth son is also a social person, so it is impossible to be frightened by the other party's two words, staring at Mr. Wang, and asking suspiciously: "I give you face, who will give me face?" ā
Mr. Wang turned around and beckoned to the assistant behind him, "Bring the bag." ā
The assistant brought the bag, which was a yellow-green canvas school bag, a popular item in the eighties, with portraits of great men printed on it, and a few bright red small letters for serving the people.
The bag was opened, and the red ticket was opened, and Mr. Wang took out five stacks, put them on the table, and asked in a deep voice: "Is it enough?" Is it enough for my brother to make you a friend? ā