That year the flowers bloomed 1981

Chapter 286 This is my girlfriend

Li Dayong arrived at Zaojun Temple at six o'clock in the evening and watched Li Ye and Wen Leyu eating Xiaozao happily, but he didn't know how to taste the food.

While Li Ye was drinking porridge, he asked, "Dayong, how many days have you been back?"

Li Dayong said: "Twenty-one days."

Li Ye: "How many letters have you received?"

Li Dayong hesitated for a few seconds and replied: "Three letters."

Li Ye put down the porridge bowl and said, "You get one letter every week, are you in a hurry?"

"I'm not in a hurry. Why am I in a hurry? Brother, don't talk nonsense."

Li Dayong blushed with embarrassment, mainly because Wen Leyu looked at him meaningfully from the side, which made him very embarrassed.

"Okay, this kind of thing can't be rushed. It's fate that it will happen naturally. Don't be nervous when we meet later, be more natural."

"I'm really not nervous. I'm really not. If you tell me I'm leaving!"

Li Dayong denied it repeatedly, but within ten minutes, he looked at the door three times. In the end, he couldn't stand the narrow looks from Wen Leyu and Li Ye, so he simply sat at the door of the courtyard.

Wen Leyu then asked with concern: "Will Li Dayong be the same as last time this time? Love must be harmonious and joyful when mutual equality is achieved. He is so eager to do so."

Li Ye shook his head and said: "This time is really different."

Wen Leyu: "Why is it different? It seems that he treated Lin Qiuyan like this before."

Li Ye said: "Pei Wenhui is different. You will know what a sweet girl from the south is in a moment."

"Sweet girl from the South?"

Wen Leyu was a little confused, but after an hour, she finally understood what it meant.

Pei Wencong took his sister and Jin Peng to Zaojun Temple.

Pei Wenhui saw Li Dayong at the first glance after entering the door, and then ran over happily.

"Dayong, do your feet still hurt after you come back?"

"Did you drink the soup I brought you on time? The doctor said you moved your muscles and you should take a good rest."

"I received the gift you sent me, I like it so much!"

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Pei Wenhui chirped to Li Dayong and gave him a small gift that was obviously carefully prepared.

This sweet operation made Wen Leyu look confused.

[How did this bear encounter such fine chaff? 】

The care and enthusiasm shown by Pei Wenhui makes every woman envious of her Wen Leyu. Is it strange that Li Dayong, who has had enough of Lin Qiuyan's PUA, is not sweetened to the core?

Wen Leyu asked Li Ye in a low voice: "Is this called luck? Or are all the sweet girls in the south like this?"

Li Ye said: "That's not true. There are hundreds of beauties in the world. She has her own good points, and you have your own good points. Those who are suitable for each other are the best."

Wen Leyu raised his nose and said, "Humph, I guess you can talk."

Li Ye said: "Yes, yes, I like you like this."

"Go away~"

. . . . . . .

After Li Dayong reunited with Pei Wenhui, he wanted to take her to visit the capital, but was stopped by Li Ye.

"Don't you know what's going on recently? Don't just wander around at night. Let's take people around the day after tomorrow and Sunday."

The crackdown has been going on for more than half a month, and there are people looking for business performance from time to time at night, so it’s better to be careful.

Li Dayong was a little resentful, but suddenly he heard Pei Wencong say: "Actually, Xiaohui should not return to Hong Kong Island for the time being. We will have plenty of time to get along with each other in the future. I have to ask Mr. Li to take care of my sister in the future!"

"Not going back to Hong Kong Island?" Li Ye thought for a moment and said, "Are you going to let her take care of the business here? Or go to school here?"

Pei Wencong said: "Of course, let her finish her studies. I talked with the teachers at Peking University today and they said that Xiaohui can be considered for admission to Peking University, as long as she passes the special recruitment examination."

Li Ye smiled and said: "Lao Pei, you are quite discerning, not bad."

Pei Wencong smiled cheerfully and said: "Everywhere, it is all thanks to Mr. Li."

Pei Wenhui sat aside with eyes wandering, smiled at each other with Wen Leyu, and then asked Li Ye: "Mr. Li, I heard that your girlfriend is studying English. I brought some English novels. Is it appropriate to bring them in now? "

Li Ye said openly: "Well, this is my girlfriend, you can communicate with each other."

Wen Leyu glanced at Li Ye coldly, curled his mouth, and smiled slightly.

After a while, two large packages of English novels were placed in front of Wen Leyu.

Then the two girls quickly started to communicate enthusiastically, but Li Dayong, who had been waiting for a long time, became the third party who couldn't get in the way. Jin Peng patted Li Dayong on the shoulder and asked him to go outside for a smoke.

He guessed that Pei Wencong came to Li Ye today. It was impossible for him to just chat. He must have something private to talk about.

After there was no one around, Pei Wencong said hurriedly: "Mr. Li, I just talked to Abo on the phone. The exchange rate on Hong Kong Island fell by a dime today, from 8.25 to 8.35."

Li Ye asked back: "What, you want to throw it away?"

Pei Wencong immediately shook his head like a rattle.

If Li Ye didn't say throw it, how could he throw it?

Hong Kong Island was originally a place where metaphysics was very serious. Li Ye's continuous "magic operations" had turned Pei Wencong, a top student with higher education, into a believer in idealism.

To put it bluntly, now that Li Ye says that squatting to pee will bring you luck, he, Pei Wencong, will never urinate standing up.

Li Ye said: "Don't worry, it won't take long to throw it away. If you really can't hold it in, you can throw it away a little first and listen to the sound of money."

After Hong Kong and British issued a series of announcements, the exchange rate fluctuated around 8.2, and many people who made money began to leave the market, but Li Ye knew that it would eventually stabilize at around 7.9 and remain unchanged for decades.

With the money in his and Pei Wencong's hands now, thirty cents is a profit of tens of millions of dollars, so there is no rush.

"Okay, then Mr. Li, how much money do we need to invest this time to shoot "The Lonely Soldier"? I asked several directors in Hong Kong Island, and the quotations are all around 35 million."

"Thirty-five million?" Li Ye asked doubtfully, "Hong Kong dollars?"

Pei Wencong's cheeks twitched and he said awkwardly: "No, dollars."

Li Ye: "."

Seeing Li Ye in a daze, Pei Wencong hesitated for a moment, then took out a document and handed it to Li Ye.

"This is their quotation. I don't dare to make my own decision, so I let Mr. Li make the decision."

Li Ye looked at it silently, not looking up for ten full minutes.

"Ha~"

Li Ye couldn't help but sneered.

This quotation list lists nearly 300 actors. The low salary is tens of thousands, and the high salary is millions.

As for the costumes and props, they are even more outrageous. A set of armor costs 20,000 dollars. Does this require real cultural relics?

Li Ye shook the quotation in front of Pei Wencong's eyes, which scared Pei Wencong's eyes.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Li, I'm not familiar with the Hong Kong film and television industry. This was introduced by a friend. They just said that shooting costume war dramas is very expensive. In 63, Hollywood's "Cleopatra" cost 3100 million US dollars. Now It’s been 83 years, so I need you, Mr. Li, to decide.”

“It definitely costs money, but it’s not a waste of money.”

Li Ye threw the quotation away and said, "Don't associate with that friend in the future!"

Pei Wencong said quickly: "Okay, then let me contact Wu Jinyuan tomorrow. She took the initiative to contact me tonight and seems to have the intention to cooperate."

Li Ye smiled and said: "What, Lao Pei, have you fallen in love with her? I invited you here to deal with her. You can't understand it as 'picking up' her!"

"I don't want to pick her up," Pei Wencong said in a dumbfounded voice: "I just think that "Looking Homeward" will definitely be released in Nanyang in the future. Wu's Cultural Communication Group has a deep foundation in Nanyang."

"Besides," Pei Wencong thought for a while and said, "That Wu Jinyuan is not the same as us. Have you noticed the way he looks at us? He seems easy-going, but in fact he is aloof and does not regard us as the same kind."

"Oh?"

Li Ye became interested and asked with a smile: "Aren't you from the same group? What should I say?"

Pei Wencong said: "I asked my classmates to find out. Wu Jinyuan is a direct descendant of the Wu family in Lijiapo. I don't know where she is. She is not as simple as the deputy manager on the surface."

"Oh I got it."

Li Ye nodded, it made sense.

Otherwise, how could Wu Jinyuan, a company deputy manager, contact exchange students studying abroad and broadcast live debates?

"So Mr. Li, we don't have professional people to shoot movies for the time being. Should we contact Wu Jinyuan?"

"Who said we don't have professional people to make movies?"

Li Ye coldly rejected Pei Wencong's suggestion.

If we talk about making martial arts films, perhaps Hong Kong Island now has an overwhelming advantage.

But when it comes to making historical war films, the mainland is not weak at all.

When Mr. Jin sold the copyright of his martial arts novels to the mainland, the reason was "If the quality is as good as "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", I am willing to transfer it for one yuan."

Thirty-five million dollars in 83?

Oh, you can make it a classic for half the price.

　I only wrote two and a half chapters today, so I’ll update it tomorrow! It's too late, I really can't figure it out.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)