Because of the relationship between alcohol and dreams, it was 9:15 in the morning when I woke up.

After getting up, I opened the curtains, and the lead-colored sky outside heroically threw goose feather-like snowflakes, and while making coffee, I flipped through the unread messages in WeChat, and one of them was sent by my father-in-law, saying that he wanted to ask me out to sit down.

Opening the window, mixing in the fresh air, and lighting a cigarette, I smoked slowly and carefully for a long time.

Before eleven o'clock, I corrected the water army movie review that needed to be submitted and sent it out by email. Then he went into the kitchen and simply marinated the beef slices with roast meat gravy and rice wine; Cut tomatoes into pieces, blanch and cut shiitake mushrooms into cubes and stir-fry them in a pot, add water and oyster sauce to cook into a tomato soup pot, and eat the marinated beef with rice, which finally comforted the stomach that had already protested.

There wasn't much to do in the afternoon, the road was snowy outside, and the jogging plan had to be put on hold. After thinking about it, I dug out the DVD of the 2002 Vienna New Year's Concert in my previous collection, opened a bottle of ice wine, cut cheese, and fried sausages to eat. Just when I heard the overture of "The Bat", Mr. Zhang, who received the film review in the morning, called.

I still haven't figured out what Mr. Zhang does, I just know that he is the kind of weird rich man that is common in novels and movies, how much money this person has, and where the money comes from, in short, he is very rich. In 16 years, he invested in a film directed by a Hong Kong director, and I was in charge of the promotion of that film for some reason, and then the film was a big hit, and the cooperation was very pleasant, and we got to know each other well.

Later, Mr. Zhang successively invested in many movies, making and losing, but he always remembered me for his publicity work, and later learned that I was unemployed at home, so he introduced a lot of movie-related writing work to me, and the expenses were settled in advance, and I was treated very well.

"Zi Che, are you busy now?"

"No, you have something to say." I looked for the remote control for a long time and hurriedly pressed the pause button.

“…… If you heard me right, it's "The Bat", right? ”

I have to say that the main reason for handing over Zhang Suanjiao is to talk to each other. "Mmmm, 2002, Vienna, let's revisit it."

"Seiji Ozawa is really powerful."

Yes, Seiji Ozawa is really good.

"Zi Che, alas, fuck, there's something to tell you......"

"You say."

"Don't do the last two movies."

"Okay."

"The film in my hand has also stopped recently." Mr. Zhang's new film was originally planned to be released for the Spring Festival, but it was temporarily withdrawn, and the release date became unknown.

"Understood."

"I feel sorry for you."

"What's the matter, thanks to your care, I didn't break my meal, I can't help at this time, I'm really ashamed."

"Uh-huh, hey, fuck!"

"Are you in Beijing? I bought a ticket for the evening, so it was convenient for the two of us to have a drink for the two days. ”

"No! I've already left for the airport, I'll be back to Singapore for a while, don't contact me. ”

I understand, so I won't say more.

Mr. Zhang explained some things again, and the two of us didn't cherish each other, so he hung up the phone gently.

I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room, smoking a cigarette and looking out at the white expanse, dazed.

I checked the financial software on my mobile phone and calculated the bills to be collected by the bank next month, and I felt faintly uneasy.

My father-in-law called me in the evening, but I didn't answer.

When it was completely dark, it started to snow heavily outside, so I picked up my phone and sent two WeChat messages.

One section apologized to his father-in-law, saying that he had recently received a big job, and he was busy with a meeting and had no time to meet, so he would call him when he was done.

Another paragraph was sent to Ruby Lin, saying that I would go to Shengya with him tomorrow to pick up the brief.