The next day, Chang Dong got up early.

After washing, he sat at the dining table, looking at the black rice porridge in front of him, his expression suddenly froze.

Zhang Qiwei, who was in charge of the class, was also sitting at the dining table eating breakfast at this time.

He took a sip a little impolitely, and snored: "Brother Dong, I want Yueyue to come to Yanjing to go to school, my daughter-in-law is quite bored at home, just come over to be a housekeeper for you, do you think?" ”

Chang Dong smiled, finally picked up the black rice porridge and swallowed it in a big gulp: "Wouldn't it be wronged to let her come over as a nanny?" ”

"Brother Dong is polite, what are you wronged."

Chang Dong sighed slightly: "There is no reassuring person around, it's not a problem." Okay, let my sister-in-law come over for a few days, and then I'll talk about it when I find a suitable housekeeper. ”

"Done." Zhang Qiwei said again: "By the way, Brother Dong, I want to go to Heishui to train." ”

The black water in his mouth is a top international private security consulting firm, commonly known as mercenaries.

Chang Dong frowned slightly, and said, "Black water? I'm afraid this will not have a good impact, let's train in China, it just so happens that I am going to visit a big man today, and I have the opportunity to help you ask, the moon is not necessarily the circle abroad. ”

At the level of Changdong, many things have to be paid attention to.

If Zhang Qiwei had been to Heishui, he was worried that it would have an impact on his future trial.

Zhang Qiwei was stunned, realized something, and nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you." ”

"That young man's name is He Xiaoran, right?"

"Yes."

"It's good, train well."

“…… Be. ”

Zhang Qiwei nodded, slightly relieved in his heart.

According to reason, killing He Xiaoran is the best choice.

Because there are some secrets that the less people know, the safer they are.

Zhang Qiwei struggled all night, not knowing whether to kill or not?

Now Dong Ge has made a choice for him, to be honest, it is obviously not the best choice, but it makes him relax slightly.

Because...... The human heart is flesh and blood.

If Brother Dong instructed Zhang Qiwei to kill He Xiaoran, Zhang Qiwei would do it, but he would inevitably be a little wary of Chang Dong in the future.

The poison buried in the body can be understood, but when the task is completed, the bird will hide it with a good bow.

How does this make him not chill?

How can he guarantee that this day will not fall on him?

OK...... Dong Ge is not such a person.

Although he is poisonous, he is still very good to his own people.

In this world, rotten good people are unacceptable, no bottom line is also scary, it is not good to go to any extreme, like Dong Ge who has the ability and a bottom line, it is very good.

After breakfast, Chang Dong went to Fengjia Hutong.

Because of the remote geographical location, when Zhang Qiwei was driving, he also deliberately called up the navigation.

When he arrived at Fengjia Hutong, Chang Dong stood at the mouth of the alley, looking at the inside...... The scenery of the urban village is full of surprise.

But he didn't expect that the person he wanted to meet would live in such a place.

Chang Dong didn't go in.

He made an appointment with Zhao Fugui to meet at the mouth of the alley.

Not long after, Zhao Fugui's car arrived.

As soon as he got out of the car, he greeted him with a smile on his face: "Have you waited for a long time?" ”

"No, no, I just arrived."

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then walked away shoulder to shoulder.

The alley was deep, so the two walked and chatted, tossing and turning, stopping in front of a courtyard door and knocking on the wooden door.

Under the eaves of the courtyard, Chang Dong met Zhao Fugui's in-laws, Old Man Feng.

The old man Feng who was lying on the recliner was hiding in the shadow of the eaves, squinting his eyes and fanning his fan, very chic and comfortable.

"You're Chang Dong?"

"Well, it's me. Good morning, old man, wow. ”

Chang Dong hurriedly took a few steps forward to say hello, and gave a small gift wrapped in kraft paper: "I heard that you like to drink tea, I specially picked the original big red robe, people told me that it was a second-generation big red robe, I don't understand this, if it's not right, don't blame the old man." ”

"Hehe, it's not to blame."

Old Man Feng took the kraft paper, opened it and sniffed it slightly: "Not bad, it is indeed an authentic red robe." I'm not afraid of your jokes, I've received eighteen times of the mother tree's big red robe this year, hahaha......"

Chang Dong laughed when he heard this.

Since he wants to give gifts, he naturally has to pay attention.

Feng Lao is different from Meng Lao, if Meng Lao is the head snake of the ground, then Feng Lao is definitely a dragon crossing the river!

This kind of character, the first meeting ceremony, must not be bad.

Chang Dong inquired about his love of tea, so he simply bought tea.

The tea leaves in the country are counted and counted, and there are only a few top ones.

Since you want to buy it, you naturally choose the best tea king.

Some people in Chang Dong's connections said that he could get Da Hong Pao mother tree tea, but Chang Dong thought about it and chose the second generation.

You must know that Da Hong Pao, known as the King of Tea, has only six mother trees, and picking has been banned since 06, although occasionally a few of them flow out of the scientific research opening, Chang Dong doesn't think this is what he can do.

So Chang Dong pondered for a while, and still chose the second-generation big red robe, that is, the big red robe cut from the mother tree and asexual breeding.

On the one hand, you won't buy a fake, which will only increase your laughter; On the other hand, it is also a show of sincerity.

In fact, even the second generation is worth a lot of money, and the price of five taels is more than 50,000 yuan, which is often priceless.

Therefore, it is not polite to send the second generation!

As it turned out, he was right.

"Sit down, sit down and talk."

At this point, the in-house caregiver brought in the chairs.

Chang Dong sat down, and the three of them chatted casually.

The topic didn't talk for a while, and it turned to "War Tiger 2".

Feng Lao patted the armrest of the recliner and said, "I watched your Zhan Tiger 2, it was a good shot!" It also makes sense! The film market needs such an atmosphere! ”

Chang Dong nodded yes.

"After the sword is brightened, there can still be a war tiger, it's really rare!" After Feng Lao sighed, he asked, "Don't you shoot three times below?" We're a lot of old guys, but we're looking forward to it! ”

Chang Dongdao: "Three is definitely going to be filmed, but at present, I don't plan to shoot three in the last year or two." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Fugui looked surprised.

This kid has always had a very high emotional intelligence, how dare he stir up Old Man Feng's interest?

Old Man Feng also looked surprised: "Oh? The results aren't very good, why don't you shoot? ”

Chang Dong said with a smile: "There have been two films in a row, and the audience is more or less aesthetically fatigued." ”

Feng Lao's smile converged by three points: "It is understandable that capital pursues profits." ”

Zhao Fugui's eyes showed a little urgency, this kid, is this time the time to pursue profits?

Even if Zhan Hu San loses to his grandmother's house, it is worth it to please Old Man Feng!

"I can't say that, profit-seeking is one thing, on the other hand, I want to look forward to the future and inherit the spirit of the tiger."

Chang Dong Road.

"Oh?" Feng Lao was interested.

"As the old man just said, there is a war tiger after the bright sword, this is a kind of spiritual inheritance, and I want to make a sci-fi film in the next one and continue to inherit this spirit. Of course, some people say that War Tiger is a kind of personal heroism, not a characteristic of Zhuxia, so in the next part, I will not shoot personal heroism, but specifically shoot 'unity is strength'! ”

Chang Dong smiled.

Feng Lao glanced at Chang Dong seriously: "Young people have ideas......

While talking, Feng Lao's mobile phone called.

Feng Lao did not shy away from suspicion, and picked it up generously, but the smile on his face gradually dispersed because of this phone call.

After a while, he hung up the phone, and the old orange peel had a deep sadness on his face.

Zhao Fugui and Chang Dong looked at each other, not daring to ask.

Chang Dong raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he realized something, and a deep remorse flashed in the depths of his eyes.