The Pentium Era - South to North

Zhang Chen turned around and said to Lao Tuo, "You should also give me some advice."

"I don't have any objections. It's too late for me to eat. Do you have any other objections? It's so delicious. Every dish here is so delicious."

Lao Mo was chewing in his mouth, shaking his chopsticks in his hand and said, "By the way, Mr. Zhang, can you eat this dish at your Tuxiangyuan Hotel in the future?"

"If you can't eat it, you can only order it on the 'Food Men and Women' website, and our chef will come to your door to make it." Zhang Chen said.

The old man kept nodding his head: "Okay, okay, then when you open the business, I will fool a few investors and order it at home."

"You are so hard-working, why do you still have a family at home?" Liu Ligan asked, "It doesn't match your image of being a drag."

"Of course we won't start a business. I usually take out lunch boxes. No, don't Mr. Zhang have chefs and waiters here? I just need to have a place and set a table?" Lao Mo said.

Zhang Chen was right, that was indeed the case.

"Then you have to be mentally prepared, the price is not cheap." Liu Ligan teased the old lady.

Lao Lao leaned back in his chair and smiled:

"Why, Mr. Liu, do you look down on me? If it's expensive, I'll order it myself. Of course I won't be able to part with it, but it doesn't matter. Investors are very flattering to me, and those old haters will pay for it."

"Come on, it's not the screenwriter who wants to curry favor with the investors, but the investors want to curry favor with the screenwriter? Don't fool me that I don't understand your business." Liu Ligan said.

"I know, I know, I know that Mr. Liu is also a screenwriter." Lao Mo laughed, "But this screenwriter is different from a screenwriter. Ordinary screenwriters have to please investors, but people like me have already passed it. It’s that stage.”

"What are you, a gold medal screenwriter?" Liu Ligan asked.

"I am a Sanbu adapted drama." Lao Mo said.

Liu Ligan: "What do you mean?"

"Even in the play I wrote, the story, characters and dialogue are not allowed to be changed. It must be done once and for all." The old man said proudly, "This person who comes to me must be clearly written in the contract."

"Awesome, that means you're a big name." Gu Gong said from the side, "For a chef like Fatty Fu, when the other chefs are cooking, they stand by and are respectful and don't dare to point fingers. You In the world of screenwriters, it seems that he has reached the status of Fatty Fu."

Lao Mo smiled and acquiesced.

Zhang Chen was a little strange and asked: "Even if you are an investor, no matter what you are, the director will communicate with you if anything happens. Why do investors still want to curry favor with you?"

"Now is different from before. In the past, you could make TV series and movies with tens or even millions. Now, the investment in a movie can easily reach tens of millions or hundreds of millions. A movie can't be enough for a whole family, and there are just a few investors. The partners, those old haters, who invest in movies and TV series, most likely do it so that their mistresses can appear on the screen and on the screen.

"But with such a huge investment, no one dares to let their own woman be the lead actor. The lead actor must be a popular celebrity, otherwise the show will not be successful and the investment will be lost. Besides, he is not the only investor. He has There are women who want to be admired by others. At this time, everyone is competing with each other and no one dares to show off too much.

"What should I do if I encounter someone like me who refuses to adapt a drama again? Those women who are obsessed with playing roles of three, four, and five in the drama want to show more faces and have more roles. The best way is , aren’t you here to curry favor with me and make me use my pen?

"If I don't like it and don't have a single line, I'll tell you to get out, or change your identity to some kind of cleaning staff, or a stupid and stupid rookie in the company, and you will be disgraced every time you appear. Those Women, they don’t even want to have a smooth face, so why don’t they cry to the old hat? If the old hat doesn’t ask me to change my character and give me more scenes, what can they do?”

The old man said proudly, and everyone suddenly realized that this was what happened. It seemed that the investor, in order to gain face with those women, really wanted to show off his old face and curry favor with the old man. Liu Ligan cried:

"Okay, I didn't expect that today's screenwriters are so good. Should I go back to my old job?"

"Okay, okay, Mr. Liu, hurry up and become my teacher now." Lao Mo chuckled, "I can lead you in this industry and save you five years of hard work."

Liu Ligan looked at the old mop and asked, "Then do I have to start wearing flip-flops?"

The old man sneered: "Hey, Mr.'s style is as high as the mountains and the rivers are long. Why can you just learn it casually?"

Everyone laughed so loudly that their stomachs almost hurt from laughing. They felt that putting these two guys together, Lao Mo and Liu Ligan, was like talking about cross talk.

While they were talking and joking, the food was still being served.

Although the portion of each dish is very small, only enough for one or two chopsticks per person, it cannot support the large quantity. One dish after another keeps coming. Everyone keeps eating here, and the waiters keep removing empty plates and serving new dishes. , everyone’s stomachs were full, but they still couldn’t help but try every dish. They had no choice, they had never seen this dish before, and it looked so delicious, delicious, and irresistible.

The old man was full of emotions. He said: "No matter how delicious the food is, you can't stop eating it like this. Why does it feel a bit cruel to nature? After eating, my tongue is a bit slow. I'm sorry for this new dish."

In one sentence, he expressed all the thoughts that everyone wanted to say but could not say. Zhang Chen smiled and said:

"Eating today is part of it, and letting everyone give their opinions is part of it, so it needs to be shown in such a concentrated manner."

"Mr. Zhang, you can entertain the guests for a week." Lao Mo said shamelessly, "You can give your opinions slowly, that kind of opinion is the most accurate. I just want to go back tonight and reflect on it before I can say anything. three."

"The main reason is that Fatty Fu is going back tomorrow." Gu Gong said, "He has been out for too long and said that the air in Hangzhou is not good and he can't get used to it. He is used to staying in Sanya. He can't get used to it when he goes out. He is not even used to going back to his hometown in Hunan. This time, he has been here for more than a month, almost two months, which is the longest time he has been away."

Zhang Chen nodded, it was indeed the case. After the recipe was written, Fatty Fu told Huijuan Xiaoli that he was going back to Sanya. If anything happened, he could call him. Only then did Zhang Chen think of arranging today's meeting. At the banquet, he wanted Fatty Fu to see the results of his hard work during this period.

For a craftsman, nothing can give him a greater sense of satisfaction than putting his craftsmanship in front of everyone and getting everyone's praise.

You can't tell a painter that after the last stroke of painting, you immediately take away his painting without letting him even take a look at your work.

There was a round of applause downstairs, it was really lively. Zhang Chen and the others didn't know what was going on. After a while, they saw Fatty Fu coming upstairs with a smile, followed by his three apprentices, Huijuan and Xiaoli. and Du Tao.

Everyone upstairs couldn't help but stand up and applauded.

At noon the next day, Zhang Chen, Zhang Xiangbei, Gu Gong, and Fatty Fu's three apprentices went to Xiaoshan International Airport to take Fatty Fu back to Sanya. Originally, Zhang Chen wanted Huijuan to accompany Fatty Fu back. He said no, the driver would pick him up at the airport when he arrived in Sanya. It was such a long way and it was so busy here, running back and forth, which was quite annoying.

Huijuan and Xiaoli both had red eyes. Xiaoli said, I will pick up the master when we open here. Fatty Fu said, "It's no good. Meituo, I'm in Sanya, waiting for you to open this store to Sanya." go.

Xiaoli and Du Tao nodded and said, Master, we will definitely do it.

Fatty Fu returned to Sanya for two days. At around nine o'clock in the morning, Zhang Chen just walked into his office and sat down. His cell phone rang. Zhang Chen lowered his head and glanced. It was Cao Minfang. For some reason, Zhang Chen's heart skipped a beat. one time.

Zhang Chen quickly picked up the phone. As soon as the call came through, Cao Minfang choked on the other end of the phone:

"Mr. Zhang, Old Fu, Fatty Fu has left."

"Ah!" Zhang Chen's heart sank and he quickly asked: "What's going on?"

"The driver picked him up in the morning. When the nanny saw the driver, she was surprised and said that she had already been to the old man's room upstairs and didn't see him. She thought he had gone to the hotel. The two of them went to look for him immediately. I found Lao Fu in the guest room on the first floor, and he had already left," Cao Minfang said.

Old Fu lives in a villa on the Sanya Peninsula that Zhang Chen and the others bought for him. Old Fu’s wife passed away three years ago. He has a son abroad and a daughter in Changsha. Cao Minfang specially arranged for a nanny to help him at home. Do housework.

In the past few years, Fatty Fu still drove his own car to and from get off work every day. Since last year, Cao Minfang has not allowed him to drive by himself because of concerns about safety, and has arranged for a driver to pick him up.

Cao Minfang said: "Mr. Zhang, the old man is ready. He was fine when he left the hotel yesterday. This morning I found that he was wearing the chef's work clothes and hat. In the past, he didn't always change after arriving at the hotel. , he changed it specially, and by the way, there is a recording on his mobile phone, Mr. Zhang, I will play it for you."

Zhang Chen was confused and didn't know what to say. Cao Minfang shouted: "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang?"

Zhang Chen said okay, okay, let go.

Fatty Fu's voice came over the phone: "It's too heavy. It has to be moved downstairs. It's really annoying. I'd better stay here."

There was only this sentence in the recording. Zhang Chen seemed to have seen what Fatty Fu saw. He was lying there and saw the endless darkness covering the top of his head. Fatty Fu closed his eyes. He wanted to appreciate this darkness. What does it taste like.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Chen sat there blankly. Someone knocked on the door and Zhang Chen said come in.

The door opened and it was Huijuan. Huijuan walked in and closed the door with her backhand. She leaned on the back of the door and looked at Zhang Chen. Her eyes were red, and Zhang Chen's eyes were also red.

Huijuan's body slid down against the door panel, and she ended up squatting there, sobbing.

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