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"Sure?"

"It's 180, it's him."

Jiang Wen stepped forward and frowned: "Liu Zi is a gangster, there are many scenes, and he can show his abdominal muscles."

He pointed at Su Chen's belly: "Aren't you going to show it off?"

Su Chen said with a smile: "But after the sixth son showed his abdominal muscles, he dug it open from the middle for himself. I'm still Hu Wan!"

"Row!"

Jiang Wen didn't talk nonsense either.

"Then your play is set like this."

Chapter 86 At that moment, at this very moment!

Feng Ke, Jiang Wen's producer, was absent-minded all the time.

Su Chen deliberately asked, "Boss Feng, when will our show start?"

"The funds are in place and can be opened at any time."

"How far is it?"

Feng Ke looked down at the budget and pointed out two fingers.

"It's still two hundred?"

"two thousand."

Feng Ke obviously had a bad temper, and he raised his chin at Jiang Wen: "This man is not willing to add an advertisement. I said that the wine table show, put an advertisement, and 2000 million will come, what about this man? , can’t, have backbone.”

Jiang Wen also smacked his lips and said helplessly.

"Didn't we say that, we earned the money standing up?"

Feng Ke sighed: "But it's a play, Jiang Wen, Jiang Wen, you are not crazy, you are not alive!"

Su Chen understood.

He was waiting for this opportunity.

"How much?"

"Isn't it only two thousand?"

He turned to Jiang Wen and said, "Brother, do we need this money?"

Jiang Wen was not sure: "Not bad?"

"Not bad." Su Chen said, "Isn't it just two thousand? Who will vote for the rest?"

"Boss Emperor."

"That's not over. With his guarantee, give me three more days, and I'll find you two thousand in minutes."

Jiang Wen was stunned, and Feng Ke was also stunned.

2000 million.

The appearance of early 09.

Can someone who saves scripts find you?

Feng Ke put down the budget sheet in his hand, arched his hands, and couldn't help asking: "Dare to ask where the elder brother is sacred."

Su Chen waved his hand: "My lord, Hu Wan!"

As soon as Jiang Wen knocked on the table, he came to feel: "This paragraph is good, this paragraph is good, when the time comes to add it to the script, let me see, where is it better to add it."

……

Come out from Jiang Wen's side.

The reason why he wanted the role of Hu Wan instead of Liu Zi was because Zhang Guoli had great energy, if Su Chen wanted the role of Liu Zi.

And Chen Kun has fixed Hu Wan, and Jiang Wen will be forced to save face, then Su Chen may not get both ends.

So the role of Hu Wan is the best.

Su Chen called Zhao Qingren without hesitation.

Years ago, Su Chen talked about this movie with Zhao Qingren, and now the opportunity has come.

Of course you have to hold on.

The final box office of "Let the Bullets Fly" was [-] million.

The total investment is about 1.3 million yuan.

According to Su Chen's estimation, the investors did not earn as much as rumors outside, but at least tripled their earnings.

Zhao Qingren threw 2000 million in this project.

Isn't it better than throwing 2000 million incense sticks in "The Wind"?

……

During the recent period, Zhao Qingren and Su Chen basically maintained a phone call frequency of about one week.

It was eleven o'clock in the evening when Su Chen called.

"What are you doing?"

"For supper, I ordered crabs."

"Why do you not have supper until eleven o'clock in the evening?"

"Because I'm hungry."

Zhao Qingren probably ordered takeaway and worked overtime in the company alone.

"Who will marry you after this, at eleven o'clock in the evening, and still eat such expensive things."

Su Chen smiled and said, "I just ate Shaxian just now."

Zhao Qingren's voice sounded like a silver bell on the other end of the phone: "Actually, I'm quite easy to raise."

"I'm single now, so eat more."

"After I have a partner, I become a little sheep."

Su Chen was taken aback: "How to say?"

"Because when the little sheep is hungry, it's enough to feed the sheep, hahaha!"

Zhao Qingren leaned forward and backward laughing over there, while Su Chen was very helpless.

"Your driving skills are getting worse and worse. You can't drive on a good road, and the wheels are pressing on my face."

Zhao Qing on the other end of the phone twitched her fingers: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Su Chen thought about it, asking for money just by making a phone call was a little too much.

"miss you."

Zhao Qing was stunned for a while: "Scumbag? Why do you miss me? You clearly want to stab me."

"Are you free recently? Come to Peiping and I'll treat you to a bullfrog."

Su Chen said, "There is an opportunity to make money."

"Jiang Wen's play, are you so sure?"

Su Chen had already discussed this matter with Zhao Qingren, so she has been preparing for it.

"Yes, two thousand. I'm thinking about the current domestic film market. This year's Lunar New Year, it can be doubled."

"I'm coming to Peking tomorrow."

Zhao Qingren immediately said: "You book me the best hotel, I won't live in your small shabby house."

Su Chen smiled and said, "No problem."

"correct."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Qingren held a crab in his hand and a phone between them.

Su Chen remembered something: "Actually, the last time we met, you picked me up at Hongqiao Airport, and the figure at that time often appeared in my dreams. socks."

"I just want to take another look at the memory that was similar to the original, and pursue the long-lost memory in the dream."

Zhao Qing was silent for a long time.

"so……"

"You want to see me in black silk?"

"I wear it if I want to see it, why are you so literary and artistic?"

After speaking, I hung up the phone.

……

The next afternoon, Su Chen took a taxi from the airport and took Zhao Qingren to the hotel.

Zhao Qing was wearing a light gray fashion trench coat outside.

inside jeans.

As if seeing Su Chen's slightly disappointed expression, she put her feet on the front seat in a playful way, and lifted up her jeans a little.

Dude, the black fishnet silk at the ankle is showing.

Su Chen frowned: "Que's is good, but these are a little different from the black stockings in my dream."

Zhao Qingren shyly said: "It's cheap and good-looking."

In the evening, I met Jiang Wen and Feng Ke.

With Su Chen's relationship, the investment and account split ratio was finalized in almost ten minutes.

The movie "Racing Car" was distributed to Zhao Qingren for a total of 700 million yuan, which was about the same as the previous estimate.

There should be some benefits in the follow-up, but not much.

Anyway, the big head has already arrived in the account, and the follow-up income will be even better.

At the dinner table, Zhao Qingren and Feng Ke also confirmed the shooting time of "Let the Bullets Fly".

In two months at most, the filming started near Beiping.

Separated from Zhao Qingren and Su Chen.

Jiang Wen lit a cigarette and stood at the door of the restaurant with his stomach straight. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Su Chen.

"Why do I always feel that this kid seems to be ready."

Feng Ke also lit a cigarette.

"How to say?"

"We were short of two thousand, and he found two thousand the next day. It's amazing!"

Jiang Wen looked at the backs of Su Chen and Zhao Qingren going away, and squinted his eyes.

"Awesome! When I was saving my notebooks, I thought he was talented. When it came to acting, Zhou Yun also thought he was good."

"Aren't the investors you found prettier than those Yingyingyanyans in our circle?"

Feng Ke took a puff of smoke, and the smoke was lingering in front of him.

"Does it look familiar?"

Feng Ke pointed to the backs of Su Chen and Zhao Qingren under the night.

"What do you look familiar with?"

Jiang Wen's eyelids started to twitch, feeling that Feng Ke had something bad to say.

"You were also 23 back then."

"She's also 30 years old."

Feng Ke pretended to be deep.