Chapter 312: Listening to Bingkun is right
Capital.
Night.
A high-end hotel.
Deluxe large suite.
Zhou Bingkun and several beauties were playing happily. After he left Jichun, he came to the capital.
Some of these beauties are immortals, and some are monsters.
Zhou Bingkun has already met the beauties of "Journey to the West" through the identity of an investor.
He didn't persecute anyone, and he didn't hint at anyone.
These gods and monsters were all sent to the door on their own initiative. They are all people with dreams, they are all more motivated people, and they are all people who like to take shortcuts.
Jiang Taigong fished the wisher to take the bait.
Zhou Bingkun didn't beckon, he just showed his strong male strength. The females flocked to him, scratching their heads in front of him, expecting to be pampered.
It's a pity that the king didn't come. She's married.
"The king has missed it, and that bewitching Daji must not let it go!" Zhou Bingkun secretly planned.
...
The next day, in the morning.
Zhou Bingkun called Cai Xiaoguang over.
"Xiaoguang, I heard that "Dream of Red Mansions" has started filming?"
"Yes, Dean Zhou, "Dream of Red Mansions" started last year..., but the director is studying "Dream of Red Mansions" behind closed doors and has not yet started to choose roles." Cai Xiaoguang has graduated from college and helped Zhou Bingkun manage a film and television company in Beijing.
"Hmm" Zhou Bingkun nodded, "Have you time to contact the director and ask if you need to invest?" ”
"Okay, Dean Zhou. He should need to invest. Cai Xiaoguang said. He is a smart person, he has already understood what Zhou Bingkun is going to do, and he has also seen some immortals and monsters entering and leaving Zhou Bingkun's room. He ignored this choice. Everyone in the circle knows that men and women are like that, and there is no fuss.
"Is there anything worth investing in lately?" Zhou Bingkun asked.
"Yes, there are several, Dean Zhou, I'm about to report to you..." The works he was looking for, Zhou Bingkun felt that they were all okay.
"Okay, I'll meet the director and actors another day." Zhou Bingkun said casually. He was hugging the grass and beating the rabbit, by the way to see if there was any windfall.
...
After playing in the capital for a few days, Zhou Bingkun returned to Xiangjiang. However, instead of going home first, he went to the villa for fun.
"Dean Zhou, you're back, do you have time, there are a few beauties who haven't debuted yet and want to get to know you." Wang Fatzi arranged a good schedule for Zhou Bingkun.
"Beauty? Do you have a photo? Zhou Bingkun asked casually.
"Yes, you see." Wang Fatzi is also quite well prepared.
"Well, that's good." Zhou Bingkun nodded, he found that they all knew each other.
"Dean Zhou, I've been practicing the 'Returning Yang Gong' you taught me for a few years, why can't I do it like you?" Wang Fatzi humbly asked. He has always been very envious of Zhou Bingkun and wants to be the same as Zhou Bingkun.
"Wang Fatzi, as I said, I am talented, and practice is just an auxiliary. You can't be like me. "Zhou Bingkun looks like my body is a good posture.
"Dean Zhou, is there any small pill that can..."Wang Fatzi asked secretly. Unexpectedly, he began to ask about the little pill at a young age.
"Fat Wang, you're still young, you don't need that thing, do you?" Zhou Bingkun took a closer look at Wang Fatzi's face and found that Wang Fatzi was just a little weak, not to the point of needing medicine.
"Dean Zhou, it's not me who I wanted, I asked for a friend." Wang Fatzi hurriedly explained.
"Do you want Chinese medicine, or Western medicine?" Zhou Bingkun asked casually. He didn't care who Wang Fat helped ask.
"Which one works better?"
"The effect, Western medicine works quickly and is convenient to use, but it can only be used a few times occasionally, and it hurts the body if you use too much.
Traditional Chinese medicine, the effect is slow, it is more troublesome to use, you need to take the medicine for more than ten days, during which you have to abstain, but you can take it for a long time, which is good for the body. ”
"In this way, is it more effective to use Chinese and Western medicine together?" Wang Fatzi was a little greedy.
"You can't use them together. Western medicine is done, and after half an hour, it will have a medicinal effect, so it must be something. Chinese medicine, you can't do that or anything while taking medicine. ”
"Then I'll use Western medicine a few times, and then use Chinese medicine to nourish my body." Wang Fatzi said that he had leaked his mouth, and he still used it himself.
"Okay, I'll write you a prescription for traditional Chinese medicine, if it's Western medicine, you can buy the medicine yourself, and the medicine produced by my company will be in the pharmacy." Zhou Bingkun's Western medicine factory also produced that medicine.
"Dean Zhou, the beauties will be here soon, you are satisfied." Wang Fatzi hurriedly ran away with the prescription.
In the next few days, Zhou Bingkun lived a life that made Wang Fatzi envious.
...
years later.
Yao Lisong went to the capital to meet Zhou Bingyi.
Restaurant.
"Bingyi, I'm now, that's quite a disappointment." Yao Lisong couldn't help but sigh when he told what happened to him. He was supposed to be promoted, but there was an accident, not only did he not rise, but he had no future.
"Lao Yao, I'm in the same situation as you now, forget it, don't talk about it." Zhou Bingyi shook his head, he was also very dissatisfied with his current situation, but there was nothing he could do, "By the way, Lao Yao, have you met Bingkun?" ”
"No, Dean Zhou is too busy to see me. However, Dean Zhou arranged for someone to see me, and the road was repaired. Yao Lisong was a little helpless. He wanted to see Zhou Bingkun before, but Zhou Bingkun was not something he could see if he wanted to.
Because of Yao Lisong's matter, Zhou Bingyi urged Zhou Bingkun several times, and Zhou Bingkun arranged for his subordinates to meet Yao Lisong.
"Lao Yao, Bingkun has come to the capital more often now, why don't I ask him out to meet you?"
"No need, Bingyi, I don't have anything to do with Dean Zhou now, let's talk about it later." Yao Lisong was a little decadent, "By the way, Bingyi, I occasionally heard a piece of news, do you remember that Director Dai, I heard that his brother is in the capital, or you are above..."
"I see!" Yao Lisong's words made Zhou Bingyi suddenly realize.
...
Zhou Rong's house.
Zhou Rong came back from Guizhou. She was about to graduate school, and she went to look at the place where she used to teach.
"Zhou Rong, you're back, hungry or not, I'll cook noodles for you." Feng Hua became a Taoist. His face was not very good-looking, and he seemed to be upset about something.
"Huacheng, you are..., the Writers' Association hasn't chosen you this time..."Zhou Rong guessed. Before she went to Guizhou, she knew that Feng Huacheng's writers' association was going to elect a director or something.
"Yes, not even a director." Feng Huacheng's face was ugly. In the TV series, his job is not in the writers' association, but in the library, so he was not elected as a director of the writers' association or anything. Now, he is working in the Writers' Association, and he was also not elected.
Feng Huacheng's problem is not a question of where he works, but a problem of his own.
"That's too much, isn't it?" Zhou Rong was very angry.
She was angry, but Feng Huacheng was a little relieved, "Forget it, existence is reasonable." ”
...
Zhou Bingyi and Feng Huacheng's work was not smooth, they were both ruthlessly educated by society.
Ji Chun.
Sun Catch-up and Yu Hong are looking at the house.
They have money. Sun Catch-up has a very high income, and Yu Hong's income is also very stable, and they plan to buy a bigger house.
Russian-style bungalows.
"Catch up, this is where Bingkun lived before, right?" Yu Hong asked.
"Yes, this house is relatively large, and the price is not expensive." Sun rushed to the road.
"Catch up, didn't Bingkun say that there was a problem with this house before? Let's not buy it here, let's buy it somewhere else. Yu Hongdao. She believed what Zhou Bingkun had said before.
"It's okay, change places, listen to Bingkun's right." Sun rushed to the road. He also believes in Zhou Bingkun.
...
It's still a Russian-style bungalow.
After Sun Catch-up and Yu Hong left, Cao Debao and Qiao Chunyan also came.
"Chun Yan'er, what do you think of this house?" Cao Debao asked.
"It looks pretty good, by the way, isn't this the Russian-style house that Zhou Bingkun lived in before?" Qiao Chunyan was surprised.
"See? It's that Russian-style bungalow. This house is going to be sold now, do you think we should buy it? Cao Debao said. After Zhou Bingkun moved from here, he has been thinking about this house. He also wanted to live in this house.
"How much?" Qiao Chunyan also likes this house.
"It's not expensive, 1,700 yuan."
"Seventeen thousand isn't expensive?"
"This house is big, and the other houses are small, so they need this price." Cao Debao compared and looked at a lot of houses. He was a shrewd man and knew that the house was selling cheaply.
"Didn't Bingkun say there was something wrong with this house?" Qiao Chunyan remembered what Zhou Bingkun said.
"What's the problem, it's not like it's going to be sold." Cao Debao didn't believe Zhou Bingkun. Generally smart people only believe in themselves.
"Shall we buy it, then?" Qiao Chunyan was moved. She also wants to live in this house. She didn't believe Zhou Bingkun either.
"Buy it, this house is big, and it can live in many people." Cao Debao said happily.
...
City.
Luo Shibin is smuggling.
But he was caught smuggling for the first time. Zhou Bingkun had already asked everyone to report the smuggling, and offered a high reward.
Luo Shibin was unlucky. As soon as he arrived in Pengcheng, he was arrested before he understood the situation, and he was going to prison again.