I don't want to live again

Chapter 140 Chapter 140

"I once doubted myself. Walking in the desert, it never bears fruit. No matter what kind of dream I planted, I spread my wings, but the wind became silent. Can I get used to the pain? It's a harvest..."

Singing in a hoarse voice, Shen Wei sat outside shaking his head with a look of admiration.

Song Qingcheng sang this song more than once, and even sang it to Wei Shiding in Linshan.

He sang emotionally, and after singing a song, he let out a sigh of relief.

Shen Wei praised: "Sounds good! Qingcheng, it's alright, the last song is finally recorded... This recording studio is also mine. How about it, isn't it worse than the recording studio in Donghai?"

Song Qingcheng took a look and smiled.

His recording studio is naturally not bad. Speaking of which, Xie Jun's company has signed many actors, and several singers have also released popular songs.

This time, Song Qingcheng came to the capital just to record the song. It has been recording for two days, and it is finally over.

"Qingcheng, let's go, I'll treat you to dinner, this album will definitely sell well." Shen Wei said seriously.

Song Qingcheng nodded: "I invite you."

"Let me tell you, don't pay too much attention to it, even if the past is over, I've said it, with Wang Luohua's temperament, he will leave sooner or later.

She went to your place, at least I'm not so depressed, because we are on our own... By the way, I will repair this record first, and it will be filled if there is no problem.

My sister also said that this master disk should be kept for her. She has returned to Donghai, so I will send it to her anyway... How about I make a copy first, and you can bring it to her, she is very anxious. "

Shen Wei said softly, Song Qingcheng nodded, and the two went out together.

The capital is very cold, and the weather is not good, always a bit gloomy.

Today is the eighth day of the lunar new year, and most places are at work. Song Qingcheng thought about it, and in the afternoon he was going to check the decoration of the courtyard house.

Shen Wei is very familiar with the capital city. He spends half of his time living in Donghai and the other half of the time in the capital city, so he is also familiar with the alleys of the capital city.

Instead of going to that kind of big restaurant, the two found a roadside restaurant.

It's cold, and the first month is not out yet, so there are not many guests.

The shop was hot, the two entered the room, the smell was tangy, it seemed to be the smell of fried sauce.

"Boss, let me have a serving of mutton, four bowls of noodles with fried sauce, roast duck, roast chicken, and braised sausage, let's just pick up a cucumber for vegetables... add cabbage stew."

Shen Wei was ordering, and a clear voice came from inside: "Okay!"

The store served a pot of tea, and Shen Wei poured the tea. It seemed to be barley tea, not a good tea, but it was refreshing and comfortable to drink.

A few cold dishes were served first, sliced ​​donkey meat, patted cucumbers, mixed jellyfish heads and fried peanuts.

Shen Wei ordered four bottles of beer, one for each person.

"Qingcheng, I heard that you are going to make a movie, right? I want to buy shares, will it work?" Shen Wei asked very directly.

Song Qingcheng glanced at him and smiled: "Aren't you afraid of losing money?"

"This is what I think. Now many people outside are not optimistic about Xinghai Films. They think you are a fool with a lot of money. If you cast a war movie, it will not make money at all.

The most popular ones now are family ethics dramas, such as the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, sister-in-law and so on. In short, they all make money, and there is no market for war dramas.

And what kind of spy war movie did you make?This is even more of a joke, Wang Luohua has a good vision and is known as Sister Hua of the capital.

Many people say that she is going to ruin her reputation this time, but I don't see it that way. I think you are talented, and extremely talented.

No one can start from scratch like you, own so much wealth, and not for a long time, I have played the game you made, it is so fun.

And the novel you wrote is also popular, and it sells very well in China, and then there are albums, in short, no matter what you do, you have never failed.

I thought, icing on the cake is worse than giving charcoal in the snow, so I want to buy a share, which can be regarded as an investment. I will let the theaters come forward to invest. In the future, if you are screened in my theaters, how about I give you a discounted price? "

Shen Wei said seriously, Song Qingcheng raised his glass and clinked glasses with him, took a few sips of wine, and then softly said: "Okay, you invest 300 million shares, accounting for 10% of the profits."

The total investment of "Infernal Affairs" is almost 500 million, and the actors still hired the previous actors, but the newcomers are not Xiao Xie and Xiao Chen, but two newcomers from China.

The other actors are basically the original cast members, but Mr. Zeng was replaced by Song Qingcheng and replaced by domestic actors.

This year, the remuneration of Hong Kong and Taiwan actors is still higher than that in China.

Shen Weile laughed, agreed, and was a little happy.

The two drank wine and ate vegetables. The stewed donkey meat here was sliced ​​thinly, which was very fragrant.

Dragon meat in the sky and donkey meat on the ground are really not bragging.

When the mutton was on the table, there was steam and the aroma was stronger, Shen Wei introduced it: "Qingcheng, try it, the mutton here is very delicious.

You remember that this restaurant has been open for more than 30 years, and it has been here since the 70s. The earliest cooks were handed down from the palace, and it is difficult to find it outside. "

Song Qingcheng ate a few mouthfuls and praised, the mutton is indeed delicious, with a feeling of being extremely tender.

The two ate slowly, there were a lot of dishes, and the tables were filled. The roast duck was also good, and the taste was very authentic.

Fruit wood roast duck, from Song Qingcheng's point of view, the outside craftsmanship is not much different, even the duck in Quanjude is not much worse than here.

The duck in this small restaurant is exceptionally delicious, Song Qingcheng squinted his eyes, thinking in his heart that only people like Shen Wei can find such a place.

Rich and free, what he pursues is different from others.

"Shen Wei, when are you going back to Donghai?" Song Qingcheng asked.

Shen Wei thought for a while and said: "At least until March, I haven't been back for a long time, my mother won't let me go, I just need to arrange something.

By the way, I will arrange for someone to transfer 300 million into Xinghai Films' account in the afternoon, just to meet Wang Luohua... Is she in the capital?

If she is here, let her go out to eat together, just to talk about some things, and bring the contract by the way, and I will sign it directly. "

"Call her!" Song Qingcheng nodded.

Shen Wei took out his mobile phone, called Wang Luohua, and turned on the speakerphone.

Her voice sounded: "Boss Shen, what's the arrangement?"

There was softness in the hoarseness, as if there was no fluctuation, Shen Wei smiled and said: "Sister Hua, are you in the capital?"

"Yes, I came back yesterday. The filming over there is almost finished. Because it is close to the capital, I will go home first this time. I have to go back to Donghai in two days."

Wang Luohua responded, and Shen Wei smiled: "That's really a coincidence, let's go out for dinner, it's not far from your home."

"No, I still have some things to do. I'll invite Mr. Shen another day." Wang Luohua refused, generously.

Shen Wei took a look at Song Qingcheng, and continued: "Don't worry, Qingcheng is here too, this meal was invited by him, not by me."

"The boss is coming to the capital? Then I'll go there right away, you guys eat first, and you'll be there in 10 minutes at most." Wang Luohua smiled and cut off contact very simply.

Shen Wei spread his hands and said: "Qingcheng, look, how can I have any face in front of you? Sister Hua really gave you face, which is enviable."

"I'm her boss, of course she wants to give me face." Song Qingcheng shrugged.

It's just that there is something strange in his heart, Wang Luohua is a bit interesting.

Wang Luohua came very quickly, within ten minutes.

She was wearing jeans, a white trench coat, and a pair of red boots on her legs, which was very beautiful.

After entering the door, she smiled, walked up to Song Qingcheng and sat down, her buttocks were open, very beautiful.

"Sister Hua, I'm going to vote for "Infernal Affairs". Qingcheng agreed, and I will get 300% of the 10 million yuan. You can write a contract and come to my place to sign it later."

Shen Wei said softly, Wang Luohua was taken aback, turned to look at Song Qingcheng, he nodded: "Shen Wei is invested by a theater company, and will give us some discounts when showing films in the future."

"Thank you, Mr. Shen!" Wang Luohua smiled, but when she was about to pour wine, her hands paused, and she changed to pouring tea.

"I'll replace wine with tea, toast Mr. Shen." Wang Luohua raised his glass.

Shen Wei was startled, looked at her a few times and said: "Sister Hua used to be a hero among women, with an amazing capacity for alcohol, why can't I stop drinking?"

"That's why I became ill from drinking. I'm so thin and pale. I dare not drink any more. Please forgive me, Mr. Shen." Wang Luohua said softly, her voice still deep.

Shen Wei nodded: "Your body comes first, you have to drink less, Sister Hua just drinks tea."

Wang Luohua smiled, her face was really white, her lips were very red, and her eyelashes were very black, like a character drawn by a painter.

After eating a few mouthfuls of mutton, Wang Luohua finally felt a little warmer. She prepared food for Song Qingcheng and said softly, "Boss, are you here in the capital for business?"

"A new album has been released, and I'm also writing the songs for the TV series. It should be finished before the end of the month." Song Qingcheng responded.

Wang Luohua's eyes lit up, and he said seriously: "The boss has finally released a new album? This is great, I've been waiting for it! Speaking of which, although the boss has released a best-selling album, not many people know it.

It has never been publicized, nor has it been on TV, nor even appeared when playing songs, so the boss is called an idyllic singer. "

"Pastoral singer?" Song Qingcheng was startled.

Wang Luohua curled the corner of her mouth, and then changed the subject: "Just like Tao Yuanming, picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, he is a hermit, he only hears his voice, but never sees his face.

To be honest, many people regard the boss as their idol, including many singers, but no one knows who the boss is, and many singers expect the boss to write songs for them. "

"After Jiuding Weibo goes online, I may meet a lot of people." Song Qingcheng smiled.

Wang Luohua nodded: "Boss, where's the CD? I want to listen to Tingge first."

"Sister Hua, at my place, I've had someone transcribe it, it's just the original version, we can get it later." Shen Wei responded.

The last two dishes came up, braised sausage, and a fish, which was quite a big plate.

"Qingcheng, this is the finale, the real big dish." Shen Wei raised his eyebrows.

Song Qingcheng took a sip, the fish was fresh and tender, the sauce was full of flavor, and it was very delicious.

"This is carp." Song Qingcheng said softly. In his previous life, as a billionaire, he naturally ate a lot of good things, but he had never eaten this dish.

But he can still taste the taste of carp, the fish is so well cooked, there is no earthy smell at all.

Shen Wei nodded: "Have you eaten it? This is Yellow River carp. Isn't this dish amazing?"

"It's really amazing!" Song Qingcheng nodded, didn't say anything else, just lowered his head and ate.

Wang Luohua has been picking up vegetables for him, Shen Wei always has a strange look in his eyes.

After a meal, when Song Qingcheng was going to pay the bill, Wang Luohua stopped him: "Boss, I've already paid."

"Okay, let's pay the company's bill, it's entertainment expenses." Song Qingcheng responded.

Shen Wei was dumbfounded and said: "Qingcheng, you are eating the meal of reminiscing about the old days and turning it into hospitality expenses!"

"It's the same, anyway, in a sense, you are my partner." Song Qingcheng smiled, got up and left.

The sky is getting cloudy and it seems to be snowing.

It was also snowing when Song Qingcheng came to the capital last time, he felt that it seemed a little unfriendly to him.

"Boss, I'll see you off!" Wang Luohua said softly.

Song Qingcheng nodded and said goodbye to Shen Wei. The two hugged each other. Wang Luo smiled and said, "Boss Shen, I still have to go to your company to get the CD."

"Yes, there is another one from my sister, I have to ask Qingcheng to bring it back to Donghai, then let's go." Shen Wei nodded.

After getting into the car, Wang Tao drove the car. When he saw Song Qingcheng, he smiled and said, "Hi, boss."

"Thank you." Song Qingcheng sat between the chairs, leaned against the seat, and rubbed his forehead.

Wang Luohua took out a thermos cup from one side and said, "Boss, drink some water."

The water is soaked with American ginseng, chrysanthemum and wolfberry, and it tastes warm and delicious.

After a few sips, he felt a little more comfortable, and when he returned the cup, he realized that the cup should belong to Wang Luohua, and there was a faint lip mark on one side.

Wang Luohua didn't care at all, closed the lid and asked, "Where does the boss live?"

"Hotel, you can just send me to the hotel in a while, I have booked a room." Song Qingcheng responded.

The hotel he booked is next to the courtyard, but the courtyard has not been renovated yet, and it will take a month, so he can't live in it.

He has been too busy these two days and has been recording songs, so he is still a little tired at this time.

After picking up the CD, Wang Luohua sent him all the way to the hotel. When she got off the car, she said softly: "Boss, are you tired from recording songs these two days? Do you want me to give you a massage and step on your back?"

"You know this?" Song Qingcheng was startled, and turned to look at her.

Wang Luohua smiled: "A little bit, I learned a lot of crafts in order to survive in the past, at that time I always felt that knowing a few more crafts would not be a disadvantage, and I would always be able to eat in the future.

I never thought that being able to eat or not has nothing to do with craftsmanship. They don't know anything, they eat better than anyone else, they know how to make money, they can flatter horses, and they always have a good future. "

"When you know the truth, you can still face it calmly, which is admirable." Song Qingcheng smiled.

Wang Luohua followed him into the hotel, followed him all the way, and said as he walked, "Boss, I actually don't want to face it calmly, but I have no way out, no one to back me up, I can only rely on myself."

"Yes, the only thing we can rely on is ourselves. That's why we need to be stronger so that we can protect our descendants in the future." Song Qingcheng shook his head calmly.

　Thanks for the reward, Brother Xiaobairong!wishing all the best!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)