my wife is a showman

Chapter 113 On the Importance of Pretentious Art

Liu Bo wanted Xu Lang to get out of here quickly, but this guy ran from Jingzhou to his home, he was like a dog, he didn't speak well at all, he was very annoying.

Unexpectedly, the old man respectfully pulled Xu Lang to sit at the table, and even went to take out the best Dianhong in the house to entertain him.

"This is the tea given by a big director when my son went to Jingzhou to participate in an event last time. Try it."

Xu Lang took a sip and tasted it with his mouth smacking.

"It's not bad, it's worse than what I drank at Director Xu Bo's house."

"Xu Bo? Is that my son's mentor?" Father Liu asked.

"Yes, I'm friends with him."

"Stop bragging, eat some dog meat, you, hurry up." Liu Bo said impatiently.

He doesn't like his family to raise money, because he has no money, but he will make a lot of money sooner or later.

As long as I become a great director, are you still worried about not having money? What I have to do now is to win awards, win awards.

Poverty is a gift given to him by life. All great artists have been poor, so they can only comfort themselves in this way.

"Shut up, why are you talking to Mr. Xu?" Father Liu roared.

At this time, Liu Bo's wife came out of the kitchen with her child in hand, her belly bulging, and asked, "Why are you arguing?"

"Quickly ask your mother to cook mutton for the guests. Mr. Xu is the God of Wealth, and he wants to bring your husband to earn a lot of money."

"What do you mean, Liu Bo can make a lot of money?" His wife couldn't believe it.

"Mr. Xu, can you really bring my son to earn millions or even tens of millions?"

Liu Bo's wife is about 30 years old, with glasses, greasy hair, rough skin, and freckles. Staying in this kind of place, it should not be a matter of maintenance and grooming, and she is all about taking care of her children.

She is also a college student, Liu Bo's classmate, and has been staying in her hometown since she got married.

If you want to say that she is willing to live a poor life, it is a lie, but the two have been married for so many years, there is no way not to.

She looked at Xu Lang and felt familiar.

"Sister-in-law, do you know me?" Xu Lang asked.

"I usually like to watch variety shows to pass the time. Have you ever been to Happy Camp with Tang Sinuo, and "The Training of an Actor" with Ma Ke? Your name is...is your name Xu Lang?"

"It's right here." Xu Lang said with a smile.

"Yo, you are really a big star who has been on TV." Father Liu believed it even more.

Liu Bo smoked a stuffy cigarette and was very speechless to his family.

They are just as vulgar, no different from those audiences, unable to understand their own works, and only have money in their eyes.

"Uncle Liu, you may not know that among the actors I have worked with, Tang Sinuo earns 3000 million for one play, Ma Ke earns 2000 million for one play, Wu Dalong and Shi Shi earn 6000 million a year, and Xu Bo earns 3000 million for one play. , and your son Liu Bo earns 3 yuan from a movie, and he still needs to borrow money to film it."

"I want to take him to make a profitable film, but he is not willing." Xu Lang said.

Liu Bo immediately became angry, smashed the cigarette butt on the ground, and shouted: "Don't think I don't know your little thoughts, you just want to lead this drama."

"Nonsense, if you invest 3000 to [-] million and you still don't have a say, then I might as well just burn the money as paper." Xu Lang sat at the table and yelled, slapping the table.

This is called anti-customer-oriented, and it is best for ordinary people not to imitate, because if they mess up, their legs will be broken.

"This is my home, you are not welcome, get out..."

Father Liu slapped Liu Bo on the back of the head, and shouted:
"This is my home. I built the house. I even helped raise your wife and children. How can you have a home? You are in your 30s, and you take pictures of messy things all day long, as if you haven't woken up , to the neuropathy? You will have two children soon, and your parents dare not go to the hospital when they are sick, so they can only bear it."

Liu Bo clutched his head in extreme pain.

Xu Lang felt that it was not enough, so he continued to spray:

"Although you have a fund of 1000 million yuan for this drama, the most they can give you is 30 to [-] yuan. What is the use of this little money? It is not enough to buy a house in your city."

"If you follow what I said, how can you earn 500 million, what kind of concept is this?"

"You can take your wife and children to live in Jingzhou. There are the best resources there. Your children can go to private schools like my daughter. Your next play will start at least 500 million or even 1000 million."

"You can help your parents build a villa and buy a good car. If they are sick, they can stay in a good hospital and take imported medicine."

Liu Bo really regretted letting Xu Lang come over and causing trouble for him. Now that his family has been provoked by him, they may not have a good life in the future.

He felt that Xu Lang was a big fool, even if he followed his advice, the box office would still be the same.

He found that Xu Lang was very strong and would not be obedient even after cooperation.

In fact, Xu Lang wanted him to be obedient, because the two people's ideas were very different.

Liu Bo's wife sat down holding her belly, and said with a smile, "Honey, you want to go to Jingzhou, right?"

"Xu Lang, don't stir up trouble here, invest the money first, and we will discuss it later." Liu Bo finally relented.

"If you don't follow my script, why should others invest tens of millions in you?"

"How do you know you're right?"

"My script may not be popular, but yours will definitely not be." Xu Lang said.

Liu Bo had nothing to say. He thought about the script and shooting method for half a year and thought it was very awesome.

But he also knew that the box office would definitely hit the market.

"If you want to burn money to play, you can burn it slowly after making money." Xu Lang added.

"Eat, I'm tired."

Liu Bo stood up and went back to his room. His mother stood at the kitchen door and watched without saying anything.

When he saw the old woman's white hair, the corners of his eyes suddenly became sour.

Indeed, am I too stubborn? I couldn't find investors in the past. Now there are people investing. Making money is the most important thing. Why do I still keep highbrow?

Liu's father entertained Xu Lang extremely attentively and kept saying good things to his son. He had a high fever when he was a child, which may have damaged his brain, or he may have been hit by a cow, so he contracted the cow's temper.

"Uncle Liu, as long as Liu Bo listens to me, your life will become richer. After all, I have drank and sung with Papa Ma, so there is no need to come all the way to lie to you." Xu Lang continued to brag. .

"Which father horse?"

"Ma... Martell?" Liu Bo's wife asked in disbelief.

"Yes."

"The richest man in the country?" Lao Liu asked.

"It was him."

After speaking, Xu Lang took out his mobile phone and played the video of singing Peking Opera with Martell.

"Mom and Dad, it's really him. Did you know that Papa Ma has hundreds of billions of dollars?" Liu Bo's wife said excitedly.

The two old men didn't know what hundreds of billions meant, but they knew that Xu Lang was a great man.

"Did you see that Papa Ma put his arm around my shoulder, asking for advice on how to make a world-class movie." Xu Lang explained while pointing at the video.

"His company is called Ama Fanyu. I didn't expect to ask you for advice." Liu Bo's wife said admiringly.

"Of course, besides being rich, what else does he know? Can I sing Peking opera, can I tell stories? It's a movie to pay a bunch of action actors to be beaten? Vulgar!"

"Rich people like to pretend to be artistic, but they don't understand."

Xu Lang felt that he was blowing too much today, like a mountain cannon.

But the curative effect is very good, what can he do, the world is like this.

(End of this chapter)