China Entertainment 2000.

Chapter 289 Li Wei Zhao Wenhong Driver
In the back house of the Jiang family, Li Xin put the tip of her tongue against her cheek and glared at Jiang Qinian with a pair of big black eyes in his arms, looking around with an angry expression.

"Jiang Qinian is a little too lazy. Even when breastfeeding, he only eats and rests for a while. Who do you want to follow?"

"You ask me, don't you just want to say let me go? I admit it." Jiang Liu zipped up the suitcase and said with pride instead of shame, "Let me tell you, lazy people may live longer in this world."

Li Xun didn't believe in the fallacy that lazy people live longer, but it was a parent's nature to hope that their children would grow up, so she said: "It's all up to you. I'm afraid that when he grows up, he will be lazy and not as capable as you."

She meant what she said.

She and Jiang Liu had known each other for such a long time and she thought that Jiang Liu had superior abilities in all aspects.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to achieve such a big career.

If Jiang Qinian could perfectly inherit Jiang Liu's genes, he would be a little genius in the future.

"I introduced Li Wei to Xu Jinglei's crew?"

"Ah? Didn't Li Wei say before that he would join the independent film industry with his classmates after graduation? Why would he want to join Xu Jinglei's crew again?" Jiang Liu wondered.

"I really hope that he will make a name for himself in the independent film industry by virtue of his personal abilities. The key is that he doesn't have the ambition, and he doesn't want to lose face and go to CCTV, so I had to introduce him to Xu Jinglei."

Jiang Liu said proudly: "That is, the first injustice between people is the intelligence gap since birth."

"used up."

The crew of "Thieves" has been on standby in Hong Kong more than half a month ago, fully prepared for the start of filming after Jiang Liu arrives in Hong Kong.

"Unfortunately, the facts are cruel. Utopian worlds will not be staged in reality. Human beings have too many character flaws. However, we should not be too pessimistic and live in the present without feeling sorry for ourselves."

Jiang Liu became even more angry: "Why do you also imitate others and become a Moonlight Clan? What kind of level do you personally have no idea about?"

"I sighed a little, you said a lot of truth." Li Xin complained.

"It's okay for Li Wei to follow Xu Jinglei. Behind Xu Jinglei is Wang Shuo. Compared with those self-proclaimed people at Huayi, Wang Shuo is a real old Beijing circle and can't suffer any loss."

He watched Zhao Wenhong grow up year by year.

"Well, it's the sixth work. I'll be free soon and have plenty of time to rest." Jiang Liu kissed his mother and son on the cheeks and pushed the suitcase out of the back house.

"I know you have good intentions." Li Xingjiao finished speaking with a look of reluctance: "Honey, have a nice trip!"

Outside Jiang's house, he saw Zhao Wenhong, who was wearing the same security uniform as he wore during the Chinese New Year. Jiang Liu was immediately furious and asked, "What salary did you earn at work? You can't even afford decent clothes when you go out?"

If Zhao Wenhong had been replaced by someone else, he wouldn't be so angry.

"But suddenly one day it felt right. Sometimes I really have to accept the mediocrity of my loved ones."

"This is the first utopian world work created by our ancestors."

After describing his brother's current situation, Li Xing lamented to Jiang Liu: "I find that many of the things you usually say sound cruel."

For more than six years, if Zhao Wenhong lived like the beggar boy in Yongzhou Railway Station, without working hard and making progress, both he and Yan Liang would feel tired.

"Many famous thinkers in history realized this and taught the world to have empathy, which then led to the creation of utopian worlds in science fiction works. Is there "Peach Blossom Spring" in the Northeast textbooks?"

He, a non-relative, has no control over what others like to wear.

This trip to Hong Kong was just Jiang Liu and three temporary security personnel, Gao Damao and Zhao Wenhong.

Jiang Liu picked up his suitcase and said with a smile, "Don't I have to join the team again? After leaving for a few months, I was afraid that you would worry about your brother's career, so I went out of my way to enlighten you."

Especially rivers.

He has built a life platform for Zhou Guoshan, Li Yong, Zhao Wenhong, and Lu Ting that many people would never dream of. As long as Zhao Wenhong is willing to learn, his life will be completely changed.

No matter what kind of person you are, you will be able to settle down in the capital in this life. When you are old, you can carry a birdcage, play with cats and dogs, and become a Beijing prince. Jiang Liu would not turn a deaf ear to the fact that he didn't have enough money to buy a house.

No matter how hard it is to get a household registration in the capital, with Jiang Liu here, isn't it just a matter of words?

The prerequisite for helping Zhao Wenhong solve the problem of house and household registration is that Zhao Wenhong at least lets Jiang Liu see that he wants to change his life.

Zhao Wenhong had suffered so much and was still so unmotivated. He would spend a month's salary at every turn and use the money as waste paper. How could Jiang Liu help him from the bottom of his heart?

Thinking that taking care of his son might not be so tiring in the future, Jiang Liu glared at Zhao Wenhong and said, "From now on, I will pay half of my salary to your sister-in-law every month."

Zhao Wenhong said anxiously: "Brother, that's not enough."

"If you don't starve to death if you don't have enough, the most I can do is give you some money to buy you a mat and burn it together." After Jiang Liu finished speaking, he took the paper and pen from the stewardess and signed his name.

It was a short flight to Hong Kong, and Jiang Liu arrived before he had even finished cursing.

Because I was specially told to arrive in the evening, no one from the Yixin Hong Kong branch, which only had a few kittens, came to flatter me and do reception work. They just sent a special car.

"Gentlemen, where are you going?"

"What's the master's last name? Let's go to the Intercontinental Hotel." Gao Da Mao reported the destination to the old driver, who was about forty or fifty years old.

The crew stayed in cheaper hotels in the city. The InterContinental Hotel facing Victoria Harbor was Jiang Liu's separate residence.

Jiang Liu is the chief director of the crew. As a rule, he should live in a hotel with the crew so that he can easily manage the crew and discuss the script with the actors at any time.

But now he is a rich man in China with a net worth of several billions. The standard and quality of his residence must not be too bad and must be in line with his status.

Many people in the country are saying that the reason why Jiang Liu insists on making movies regardless of his status is because of his personal interests.

“It’s so far to go to the Intercontinental Hotel at this late hour!”

The driver muttered and slowly started the vehicle, then glanced at Zhao Wenhong, who was wearing a security uniform on the co-pilot: "My surname is Liu, call me Master Liu."

The car was speeding all the way and had to cross the sea on the way. Gao Da Mao looked at the almost non-stop flashing neon lights and commented: "Hong Kong is far more prosperous than the capital."

"What nonsense? I haven't read any books and I've heard that Hong Kong is one of the Four Asian Tigers. It's a good thing you still have a Hong Kong registered permanent residence." The co-pilot, Zhao Wenhong, complained about Tall Mao's ignorance.

Master Liu was surprised and said: "Hey, he still has a Hong Kong household registration? How did he get it?"

Gao Da Mao smiled and said: "I used to be a young actor from the Mainland, and I was brought here through the Talent Plan."

"It's so easy to get. No wonder there are more and more people, traffic jams are terrible, and money is getting harder and harder to earn."

The driver, Master Liu, looked disdainful at first, and then complained non-stop. Jiang Liu was annoyed and scolded: "You are a driver who doesn't drive well, how can you come up with all this nonsense? Who stole your salary? Tell me your name?"

Jiang Liu made an angry noise, and the car was silent for a moment until the car stopped at the InterContinental Hotel parking lot.

"Master Liu, please wait a moment. We will send our luggage to the room. You can just take us to a unique restaurant and pick us up tomorrow morning."

Gao Da Mao, who was left behind to deal with the aftermath, reminded the driver.

"Why are you so troublesome? I don't have time. I'm in a hurry to go to the racecourse."

"Ah?" Gao Da Mao looked at Master Liu blankly.

"You guys should take a taxi to eat. Every tea restaurant in Hong Kong has its own characteristics. I'm anxious to play the last one." Master Liu impatiently stepped on the accelerator.

"No, no one told you who picked it up."

After waving away the exhaust fumes left by the Audi car, Gao Damao praised Master Liu for his bravery and observed a moment of silence for the executives of Yixin Hong Kong Branch.

(End of this chapter)