China Entertainment 2000

Chapter 83 Someone wants to sacrifice themselves

It's August.

Most of the material for "Pink Lady" has been shot.

Just when Jiang Liu was settling down and preparing to return to the capital, Zhao Wenhong and Li Yong started to quarrel.

"Brother Jiang, I really can't stand Zhao Wenhong anymore, please give me a beating."

Li Yong pointed to half of his cheek that was swollen like a pig's head and took the lead in complaining.

Jiang Liu took a closer look and saw that the congestion on Li Yong's face was indeed quite serious.

He wanted to scold Zhao Wenhong for his weak hands, but Zhao Wenhong asked angrily: "Why should I beat you? Because you deserve to be beaten. I told you that you are a traitor."

Li Yong showed no sign of weakness and retorted: "You are mentally retarded. Gale can't get better without you. How many things have you lost? Because of you, I have to apologize to customers every three days, and I have to kneel down and kowtow to them." ”

The two of them were quarreling with each other, going back and forth, making Jiang Liu's head hurt.

Jiang Liu cursed angrily: "Stop arguing. What's going on with you two? Is it really not getting better? Li Yong, tell me."

"I asked Zhao Wenhong to apply for a temporary residence permit, but he refused. Once he was caught and sent out of Shanghai at night, and the courier was missing. I was so angry that I didn't go to Jiangyin to pick him up overnight, so he blamed me."

"This time, when we were delivering goods together, I called for someone to investigate, but he didn't hear me and was arrested. After being imprisoned for a few days, he came back and called me a Japanese devil who ran away first on a motorcycle, and then beat me like this. "

"You dare to say that I didn't hear you. I was so scared. You were so scared that you jumped out as soon as you stepped on the accelerator."

After Zhao Wenhong retorted, she said with an aggrieved look on her face: "Brother, you don't know that I was detained for a whole week. I ate instant noodles every day. I felt like vomiting after eating them. I even pooped and peeed in the same room."

Jiang Liu was curious: "At the police station?"

Zhao Wenhong said: "I don't know if that's the case, but the people who arrested me looked like that."

Jiang Liu was a little upset and asked Li Yong: "If we tighten our grip so much, we can't do this business, how can we still make money?"

"The efforts in the second half of the year were very strong, but I think the postal service is struggling. They tried to set prices for international logistics companies to enter the country but failed. They also asked people to participate in training, but nothing happened."

"I don't know about other cities. The Shanghai Post Office is already eager to implement limited-time delivery. I think it would be great to cast 1000 votes in one day. It is incomparable to the private express delivery in Shanghai. If the wind survives this year, life will be easier. "

"Then has Hayate made any money? Do you want me to continue investing money?"

Jiang Liu was not clear about the twists and turns in the development of express delivery, so he asked the question he was most concerned about.

He is most afraid of someone asking him for money.

The film and television industry is only so big, and he has been sifting through it for several months and two years, and his entire fortune is worth 3000 to [-] million yuan.

Two to thirty million yuan has been allocated to the project, which is really poor.

"After deducting various costs, I earned more than 20 yuan. There is no need to invest money today. It depends on the situation next year."

As long as it doesn't cost money, Jiang Liu breathed a sigh of relief and frowned at Zhao Wenhong, who couldn't even fart at his personal work.

"I hope you don't stay in Gale Logistics and get in the way. The two of you are now at odds with each other and will never get better."

Zhao Wenhong said anxiously: "Brother, you don't believe me? Li Yong is definitely a traitor."

Jiang Liu was dissatisfied and reprimanded: "Don't be a second devil and a second devil. Hayate owns 10% of Li Yong's shares. The company has developed well and he earns a lot. Why are you thinking about being a second devil?"

"It's just that you are uneducated and are delaying things."

Zhao Wenhong is a straightforward person, and it is a fact that he is uneducated and unskilled.

When Zhou Guoshan and Li Yong encountered opportunities, they focused on improving themselves and seizing the fleeting opportunity.

Zhao Wenhong has so far been unable to read a lot of words and has truly no ambitions.

But if Jiang Liu had to choose the person he trusted the most among Zhao Wenhong, Li Yong, and Zhou Guoshan, it was only Zhao Wenhong.

Zhao Wenhong is not a business person.

Unable to even help Li Yong, Jiang Liu could only keep him by his side: "Go to the capital to find Gao Da Mao. Do you remember Gao Da Mao?"

Zhao Wenhong asked with a frustrated voice: "The one in "Wrong Sedan and Marry the Right Man" who likes to brag about his martial arts?"

"That's him. He's showing me a house in Shichahai. You go and stay with him first. I'll send the address and number to your mobile phone later."

"I got it." "It's done, let's do it. Li Yong does a good job, Zhao Wenhong, you can go play, both of them leave, it will take up a long time for me."

After driving the two of them away, Jiang Liu returned to the set for dinner.

As soon as he sat down, before the lunch box was served, Qin Lan came over again and said, "Director, can I join Yi Xin?"

Jiang Liu, who had always paid attention to dietary rules, was very irritable: "Okay, it's okay, you can let me be your lover."

"what?"

Jiang Liu was too lazy to answer Qin Lan, who looked inexplicably horrified: "I'm serious, I'm not joking. Go back and eat quickly."

"Oh." Qin Lan's heart was filled with ups and downs, and he left quietly.

But God seemed to deliberately go against Jiang Liu today, so Qin Lan left, and Jia Xiaozhi, whom he hadn't seen much since the weather was hot, appeared again.

"Look, these more than ten songs are used as soundtracks in the drama. How about it?"

Jiang Liu put the folder on the table and said, "Although the director needs to be comprehensive, I really don't understand music, so it's just about right."

Jia Xiaozhi did not want Jiang Liu to be perfunctory: "You are also a screenwriter. It is not a piece of cake to know whether the context of the lyrics fits the plot. There is still one song left in the play, and I am going to let you start writing the lyrics."

"Let's wait and see."

Jiang Liu was about to refuse, but suddenly he remembered the only song he was most familiar with and could sing - "Angel Wings".

In those years, he accompanied directors, producers, and investors to dinners, singing, and sauna three-piece sets, or tricked girls into going to karaoke, all with the old song "Angel Wings" as support.

Thinking that this song would be a waste if not used, and it would be better to benefit yourself than to benefit others, he decided to write it and use it in "Pink Lady".

After making a decision, Jiang Liu agreed to write a few lyrics.

Jia Xiaozhi was a little confused. He was just making a joke, but Jiang Liu actually took it seriously.

To write the lyrics, you have to pay someone to compose the music.

After composing, should a bad song be used in a play?

For the first time, Jia Xiaozhi felt that he was a bitch.

But when he saw Jiang Liu's lyrics at night, Jia Xiaozhi couldn't help but admire them.

It’s unclear how popular the song “Angel Wings” is, but the lyrics are flawless.

"Can you compose music?"

"Are you crazy? Do you think I can?" Jiang Liu sneered and returned to his room.

Jiang Liu thought that this day would be the same as usual.

After taking a shower, I changed the filming announcement, went to bed at 21 o'clock, lay down and watched TV, exchanged text messages with Li Xing, and then went to bed.

But just after he turned off the lights at 22 o'clock, there was a gentle knock on the door. Jiang Liu, thinking that something big had happened to the crew, opened the door as quickly as possible.

Surprisingly, standing outside the door was Qin Lan in cool clothes.

"What's the matter with you?" Jiang Liu asked curiously as he stepped aside and waited for someone to come in.

Qin Lan's face was red all the way to his ears, and he said in a voice as loud as a mosquito, "Didn't you mean to be a lover?"

"Did I say that? Hiss. I did say it this afternoon, but can you understand that it was an unabashed joke?"

"Ah?" Qin Lan was so embarrassed that he dug his sandals with his toes, as if he was preparing to dig out the three bedrooms and one living room.

Seeing Qin Lan's red and embarrassed face, Jiang Liu bit his lower lip and said:

"If you are really willing to take this path, and you are mentally prepared, I can satisfy you, and I won't just flatter you in the future until you want to end this relationship."

"Okay." Qin Lan decided to take off his clothes.

When Jiang Liu saw it, he hurriedly stopped him: "It's only a few days to devote yourself, don't break the rules of the crew."

(End of this chapter)