Gu Siwei really can't listen to it anymore, it's not that the play is not good, the play is naturally good, it's all what he does if he doesn't listen to it, Guan Jian is too many people come up, and Gu Siwei is annoyed.

took Pan Baofeng and left directly.

"I can't come here in the future," Gu Siwei glanced at the theater through the car window, and said lightly.

Pan Baofeng saw that Gu Siwei was in a good mood, so he said: "If you don't come, Sanle will come as soon as he has time."

"Oh? What's the point?" asked Gu Siwei with a smile.

Pan Baofeng said: "Zhao Sanle and that little Winter Emperor have a little meaning."

As for what it means, Gu Siwei is not stupid, but he is not interested in this matter, so he reached out and patted Pan Baofeng's head.

"Gossip about others all day long, what about yourself, and that little nurse have spent a lot of time, why do men have to take responsibility when they should take responsibility, what kind of thing is it like to drag it around like this."

Pan Baofeng said with a smile: "We are planning to get married, but we haven't set a date, and I don't know if you will have time to come to the house to have a glass of wine."

"That's a good thing, but I really don't dare to respond to you like this about drinking wine, tell me what day it is, I'll try to come over" Gu Siwei said.

Pan Baofeng said: "In October this year."

"Is the hotel everything? How many people are going to set the table? Gu Siwei asked with a smile.

Pan Baofeng said: "I don't plan to invite many people, just a few families I know, and there are relatives in her family, a total of five or six tables, I didn't set a specific date, and I didn't set a hotel."

"Well, it's a good thing, don't worry, even if I don't come, I have to give you a big red envelope," Gu Siwei said.

Pan Baofeng said like a treasure: "Just waiting for your words."

"Do it well" Gu Siwei reached out and patted Pan Baofeng on the shoulder.

Pan Baofeng snorted.

He has been following the boss for a few years, and naturally knows that his boss has never been like the boss of Hong Kong City here, and his boss has made money, and he is willing to pay employees, not to mention his driver, the current days, which is what he dared to think before he met the boss, driving a car for the boss for a day, earning more than a month before, and what is he not satisfied with.

When Gu Siwei returned home, he was eating dinner with a bowl when he heard the sound of a car in the yard, and he looked out curiously and found that Yu Wei's car had driven into his yard.

Gu Siwei said in his heart: This old boy is not staying at home, what is he doing here with me?

But everyone is here, and friends are still doing business together, so he can't drive people away, so he put the bowl down and went downstairs to greet Yu Wei.

As soon as I went downstairs, I saw Yu Wei coming out of the car, and there was a man in his forties who nodded, thin and tall, wearing black-framed glasses, and was polite and polite, and he looked like he had read a lot of ink.

"Siwei, Siwei, come and introduce to you, this is Mr. Zhang Shun, a famous screenwriter on our island."

As soon as he saw Gu Siwei, Yu Wei enthusiastically introduced him.

Screenwriter? Called Zhang Shun? Well, it's not famous, of course, it may be that people are famous, but Gu Siwei is too young to hear of other people's names.

Hearing that it was the screenwriter, how could Gu Siwei not understand, so he smiled at Yu Wei and said, "Brother, are you too anxious?" ”

Yu Wei joked: "There's no way not to be in a hurry, as soon as I see your rent bill, some cold sweats break out."

Gu Siwei laughed here and invited the two of them into the house.

"Have you eaten it?"

"You haven't eaten yet?" Yu Wei asked.

Gu Siwei said: "If you haven't eaten it, then eat it here, and if you have eaten, then let's taste the wine hidden here."

When Yu Wei heard this, he said to Zhang Shun next to him: "His family's wine is good!" ”

Zhang Shun smiled faintly, with a bit of literati reserve.

Took the two into the living room, located on the second floor, about 100 square meters, connected to a large terrace, from the terrace you can enjoy the whole harbor style.

Without letting people in, Gu Siwei took out a bottle of red wine from the wine shelf, opened it and put it while waking up and chatting with Yu Wei and Zhang Shun.

Nothing nutritious nonsense, what nice weather and so on.

"Okay, don't ramble, get down to business."

Yu Weixian couldn't stand it anymore, so he opened his mouth and brought the topic to business.

Gu Siwei glanced at Zhang Shun with a smile.

Zhang Shun also said: "Then let's talk about business."

"I have a notebook here."

Sure enough, Zhang Shun took out a loose-leaf notebook from the bag he was carrying and handed it directly to Gu Siwei.

Gu Siwei handed it to Yu Wei first.

Yu Wei waved his hand: "I've already seen it."

Gu Siwei flipped it twice, then put it on the coffee table, and said with a smile at the two: "I won't watch it either, let's talk?" ”

Yu Wei glanced at Zhang Shun, and Zhang Shun subconsciously reached out to hold his glasses and began to speak.

The story is very simple and old-fashioned, a love story, a poor boy from the countryside goes to a big city, of course, this big city is not Hong Kong City, but Island North City.

Then it was how to work hard, and then how to work hard, and finally was taken by the rich lady.

At this point, Gu Siwei wanted to yawn, but he held back. Because through the description of the male protagonist, how does Gu Siwei look at it, how does it look like the bamboo pole four-eyed field chicken in front of him.

It's a bit of a bother.

Originally, he thought that he would have to return with the beauty in his arms, and the two rolled onto the bed reluctantly.

As a result, half an hour later, the girl was forced by the pressure of the family, broke up with the male protagonist, and married the right man to lick the dog.

After listening to the whole story, Gu Siwei just wanted to say one sentence: pounce on your mother!

You're a polite dog thing, writing a script?

"How?"

Yu Wei looked at Gu Siwei and said expectantly: "What do you think of this story?" It's very profound, and it reflects the current social trend on the island."

Gu Siwei didn't know how to tell Yu Wei for a while, this special thing can be done, no one can see it, but it's a waste of paper money.

If this special thing is to be made into a movie, it won't be paper money.

The film used in the film now is not the digital storage in the future, and the shooting is not satisfied with the direct cover, which is especially money, as long as it is turned on.

And I don't know how many staff members play with you, which is another amount of money.

Spending money everywhere, you get me such a script?

It is also profound, and it also reflects the social clouds, Lao Tzu opened a film company to make money, not to reflect on society!

Gu Siwei felt that he wanted to pick up the four-eyed field chicken in front of him now, throw it directly at the door, and let Pan Baofeng drive the car back and forth ten times.

"Tell the truth or tell a lie?"

Gu Siwei asked.

As soon as Yu Wei heard it, he knew that there was nothing good to say.

"Seriously, I want to hear your opinion" Zhang Shun didn't know Gu Siwei's temperament, he felt that he could accept a little criticism.

Of course, how much this point is, it all depends on Zhang Shun's mood.

Those who are engaged in literature are God first, Lu Xun is third, and Lao Tzu is second, and there are few people who can afford it.

But Zhang Shun forgot, Gu Siwei, oh, does Su Siwei in front of you look at your mood in a special way?

He is the one who pays for it, you are looking for money, if you have money and still use it to find him? You just don't have the money to get into the door, and you have to lower your head three points to ask for someone, not to mention that now the heart of the master is on fire.

"This thing".

Gu Siwei shook the script for a moment, and then threw it on the coffee table with a snap: "Listen to seven paragraphs for a penny under the overpass in the old capital!" Every movie is a bigger sellout than this thing."

Zhang Shun's face changed suddenly when he heard this.

"Mr. Su, you may not understand literature, nor do you understand the art of film."

"Art you egg!"

After pulling a few handfuls of eggs for so long, Gu Siwei finally broke out.

"Ordinary people buy tickets and spend money to go to the cinema to watch movies, they want to be relaxed and have fun, I spend money to make movies to make money! Who cares about your bullshit art".

Gu Siwei said coldly.

"Did you see anyone jumping off a building on the way here? What is the situation in the world now, do you think that other people's lives are not hard enough? If you want them to spend money, you have to buy a bad heart?

Let me tell you this, if you have the money to shoot your rotten book, I might as well find two beautiful girls and get a bathtub to shoot them in the bath to make money! ”

Yu Wei was directly stunned when he heard this, as a son-in-law, how could he have the feelings of ordinary people, plus there are not many people who invest in the stock market, he is sorry, and it is better to sleep in distress.

What is the situation in the Hong Kong market now, the stock market has fallen to such a dead state, and there are a few companies that are having a good time, didn't you say that even the aunt who sells vegetables has bought stocks, how miserable do you say the whole Hong Kong market is?

He really didn't think about this problem, but now when he heard Gu Siwei say this, he suddenly understood, yes, we make movies to make money, what movies make money, and we will shoot whatever the uncle who pays for likes to watch.

Can this thing make money, can it be a ghost?

Yu Wei is not stupid, art can make money, that is, it will be earned after the person who plays art dies, Yu Wei doesn't want to die.

Art?

Art your mother!

Yu Wei also scolded excitedly in his heart.

Zhang Shun stood up for a moment and put the script on the table into his bag: "Don't speculate for more than half a sentence, say goodbye!" ”

After saying that, he turned his head and left.

Originally, he wanted Yu Wei to go with him, but who knew that Yu Wei had figured it out, and smiled at him: "You go back first, I still have something to do here."

Now Zhang Shun had to go by himself.

"I'm afraid you won't have a good reputation in the literary circle of Bay Island in the future," Yu Wei said with a smile.

"The literary circle also talks about fame, and the hangers laugh crookedly, as the old saying goes, every time Zhangyi slaughters more dogs, most of them are readers, and they don't talk about it far away, which means that there are a few masters in the country who are not dirty like a pit.

It's all raised from four grains, and it is filled with garlic."

Gu Siwei didn't care at all.

"I said, you just have this aesthetic? What a bad story," Gu Siwei said again.

Yu Wei said: "You know the literature of an egg."

"I don't understand, you know more about eggs," Gu Siwei said with a smile.

Yu Weihaha laughed.

"Tell us what you think".

After the music, Yu Wei said.

Gu Siwei said: "I think, you can't do any literature and art at this time, the big guy's life is like frying, whatever you play, you will hit the street, you have to make a little fun, comedy, and make people laugh when they watch it."

Yu Wei nodded and said, "Makes sense!" ”

Gu Siwei really didn't dare to let this thing engage in art, so he chatted directly with him about "Diary of a Big Man", which is the one starring Fa Ge.

(End of chapter)