Darkwalker of the Sky World

Chapter 92: Choose (2/30 asks for subscription)

Xu Guie hugged Zhou Zhen and kissed him several times, and said triumphantly: "I didn't realize before. My son changed his hair style and became a little white. He was so handsome. Didn't you say that you took a photo with the fairy sister? Let me take a look."

Zhou Zhen handed her the phone, she stuffed the bank card into Zhou Zhen's wallet, and then put it in his pocket.

"You keep your money for your own use. Don't celebrities always have to hire bodyguards, assistants, and makeup artists. They all have to spend money. If you don't have enough money back, tell your mom that I'll transfer some RMB to you."

Zhou Youjian said in the front: "You were brought by Xiao Liang when you went to the United States. Drink water and think about the source, Xiao Liang, don't forget to express it."

"I know." Zhou Zhen snatched the phone that his mother had just opened the album. "Let me call Xiao Liang first."

Dialed Xiao Liang's phone. "Brother Xiaoliang, this is Xiaozhen. I have been delayed for a few days in the United States. I just got back today and called you when I got off the plane."

Xiao Liang didn't know that Zhou Zhen had been delayed for a few more days, and Zhou Zhen had not called him, and he was still a little uncomfortable.

"Xiaozhen, what happened?"

"Nothing happened. The casting of the live-action "Mulan" happened to meet and signed a contract with them."

After a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, Xiao Liang said, "You guys are really lucky, "Mulan" also selected you! What role?"

"It's a male protagonist, but it's actually a supporting role."

"No, you have to treat. I'm really jealous."

Zhou Zhen smiled and said, "It's all the support of Brother Xiaoliang. It's a trivial treat."

It took Xiao Liang a long time to calm down. "I've been outside recently, and I will get together when I go back."

"Okay, then I won't disturb Brother Xiao Liang, and you must call me when you come back."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Guie couldn't wait to **** the phone again. Zhou Youjian asked, "Why didn't you ask about his assistant?"

"I'll ask about this in person. Besides, I don't want any assistants. I'll just ask Xiaotai to follow me in the future."

"Xiaotai will be a driver for you and a bodyguard, but he is a baby himself. From now on, he will be in a cloud when you go out to book air tickets and book hotels. Let alone pick up ads and movies for you."

"I'll talk about it later. These three movies are enough for me to toss for two years. I make movies to pass the time, but I don't want to stay home all year long just to make a movie."

Xu Guie interrupted and said: "Okay, okay. Your son hasn't got home yet, and you have to drive your son out again. Your son will go out for more than 20 million yuan. You have to do it for a lifetime.

Son, Sister Shenxian's appearance is worthy of you, even though she is a little older, but if you want her to give birth to me a grandson, I also recognize it. "

"Mom, nonsense, they have a boyfriend."

"Hey, you said you don't hurry up, good women are all picked up."

Zhou Zhen was too lazy to take care of her because of the middle-aged woman's marital urging skills, and discussed with his dad. "Dad, the mixed entertainment industry is just a choice. In fact, I prefer boxing or fighting.

Mayweather makes more than one billion in a punch, which is more money than the showbiz. When I get acquainted with the situation in the United States, I want to develop in this area. "

His dad is just physically strong, and he really can't fight his mother when he talks about fighting.

But he is universal, well-informed, and has always been the pillar of the family.

His dad was shocked. "You go boxing? Can't you?"

Xu Guie said: "The son's kung fu is not bad, just like Tyson who bit his ears."

"You can't use your legs for boxing."

"UFC makes a lot of money in mixed martial arts. You can use your legs casually."

Xu Guie was discouraged again. "My nose and face are swollen, I feel sorry for my old lady!"

Zhou Youjian said: "Anyway, you are still thinking about this. When you have a spectrum, you can find a few experts to evaluate the level before making a decision."

"I competed with a previous wrestler this time, and I won. He is the former world champion for five consecutive years!"

"Are you so good?" Zhou Youjian thought for a while and said, "Wait, I'll call and ask."

"Who are you asking?"

"Old Yao from Jinmen, he is a shareholder of the Jinmen K1 club and is familiar with MMA."

After the phone call, people in the car can hear the sound in the car's Bluetooth.

Zhou Youjian told the other party that Zhou Zhen wanted to participate in the MMA competition, but the president Yao said: "Old Zhou, are you short of money to spend?"

"What are you talking about? I have plenty of money."

"Then why are you letting your son participate in such a competition, isn't it a son?"

"Bullshit, absolute son."

"If you are your own son, don't let him play. There is no winning general in this world. Long-term training and fierce competition can easily lead to short lives."

Zhou Zhen interjected in the middle of the front seat, "Uncle Yao, hello."

Zhou Youjian introduced: "This is my son."

The other party said immediately: "Good nephew."

Zhou Zhen said: "I think I have reached the world's top level, or even the top. In September, I defeated the UFC world champion Batista."

"I took the exam, really?"

"Full of real gold."

After being quiet for a long time, the other party said, "Old Zhou, I have to digest this matter. If my nephew has such a level, then it is a gold mine."

Zhou Zhen said: "Uncle Yao, what I mean is that I don't want to play K1, but want to enter the UFC directly. If you have a relationship in this area, let's talk about it. If not, I also have a relationship in the United States..."

Zhou Youjian smiled and said: "Old Yao, my son not only punches, but also makes movies. Now he has entered Hollywood. Boxing is not the only way out."

Mr. Yao smiled and said: "I don't believe this anymore. Jackie Chan and Zhou Runfa have all returned from Hollywood in grief. It's not easy to get confused there."

"Don't believe me, my son is going to make two movies with Stallone. The news is coming out. You can search it. I'm driving. Let's talk later."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Youjian said, "Although this President Yao is quite interesting, he is a businessman, inevitably wanting to take advantage of it. Just now I heard that you promised that..."

"Battista."

"Yes, as soon as he heard that you won Batista, he immediately became interested. Their club is also a perimeter organization of the K1 event. Maybe they want to sign you and rely on you to make money.

Although we are not short of money, we cannot be exploited. Even if we want to cooperate with them, we must talk about the best conditions. "

Zhou Zhen shook his head and smiled: "They can't sign me. I'm less famous now. When a few movies are released and released, my reputation will become bigger. Besides, I don't like K1. Since I want to compete, of course I will choose the strongest. Tournament."

"It's good if you know it in your heart. I will also remind you a little bit. You have grown up and you don't need me as an old man to be long-winded."

Zhou Zhen hugged his shoulders from behind the seat and smiled: "Dad, I need your wordy any time, no matter how old I am, I am also your son."

The car drove directly to the farmhouse, and it was already dark.

Seeing grandpa's car entering the yard, Si Jia ran over and shouted through the window: "Grandpa, grandma, uncle is back."

Zhou Zhen opened the car door, picked her up and smiled: "Sijia, do you miss uncle?"

She touched Zhou Zhen's face in the air and smiled and said, "Uncle has become handsome."

"That is, uncle bought you a gift and went to sleep at uncle's house at night."

Zhou Zhi came out. "Hurry up to do your homework, and be lazy again. Xiaozhen, don't get used to her. She will go to school tomorrow morning. If she plays too late, she will fall asleep again and be scolded by the teacher."

Sijia pouted unhappily, and looked for a second helper. "Grandma."

Xu Guie won't just spoil her at this time, touched her head and said: "Friday, grandma will pick you up and stay at grandma's house. Be good."

Zhou Youjian asked: "Are you Uncle Quan and the others here?"

"Here, we are playing cards in the Hengshan Hall."

Xu Guie took Sijia's hand and said: "You go first, I will take Sijia to do homework. Xiaozhen, tomorrow I will call Xiaoliang's mother to go shopping, and you will come to accompany guests tonight."

This is to thank Xiao Liang for leading the way. Although he is not at home, his attitude must be conveyed.

Zhou Zhen nodded. "Okay, buy an expensive gift for Xiaoliang's child tomorrow."

"I know, I don't want you to teach. Sijia, see you uncle."

Sijia won't leave. "Uncle said he bought me a gift."

"You are really a little ancestor, well, get the present first, and do your homework well."

Zhou Zhen walked behind his father, turning around and confessing: "The black boxes are all your gifts, you divide them by yourself."

In the Hengshan Hall, a group of middle-aged and old men are playing mahjong.

Seeing Zhou Zhen and his son, they greeted one after another.

Zhou Zhen yelled around: "Uncle Quan, Uncle Hua, Uncle Nine, Uncle Zhao, Uncle Huang".

Zhang Hanquan won about two thousand yuan, and he grinned. "Old You, come to call, I will chat with my nephew."

"Run if you win, treat tomorrow."

"It's enough for me to be a big sword, you are still thinking about it!"

Zhang Hanquan and his dad have been playing together since they were in elementary school, and they have been in friendship for more than forty years. He got married early, his two children were married, and he became a grandfather early.

"Xiaozhen, why are you going to act in a movie suddenly and become a big star?" After patted Zhou Zhen's arm, he turned around and said to Zhou Youjian who was watching the card game: "Don't say that Xiaozhen is getting more handsome, younger than you. Time is much stronger."

When I came to the window and sat down, Zhou Zhen opened the window a little so that his eyes felt better. "Uncle Quan, any instructions?"

"Your mother is thinking about your daughter-in-law every day. I also have a nice girl here. I want you to meet."

Zhou Zhen was dumbfounded. "Uncle Quan, when did you have a hobby of being a matchmaker?"

"I'm not bothered by your mother yet. Anyway, I've already found someone, so you can tell me if I see you."

"No, no. I'm only 22 years old, and I'm 32 years old, and I can't marry a wife." Zhou Zhen said: "Your nephew, I will go to the United States to make a movie in January. A year or so, and when you come back, you will become a big star."

"Yes, any big celebrity got married at the age of 22. Let's say yes first, you are not happy, not that I don't introduce it!" Uncle Quan pretended to be disappointed, but said in relief.

Zhou Zhen was dumbfounded. "Co-authoring you is just a disaster!"

He laughed. "The old ladies' long-windedness, that's really worse than Tang Seng's Tightening Curse!"

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