Chapter 77: Do one good deed a day
The banquet continues and the mood is in full swing.
For these new friends who were fined with three drinks, Zhang Yuan later returned them one by one, three drinks per person, no more, no less.
Qian Yanqiu, Kang Honglei and Zhao Jian, who were already curious about him, became more and more fond of him.
"Brother Wu Yue, I feel deeply inadequate in my recent filming scenes. If you have the opportunity, please give me some advice."
"It's easy to say."
"Director Kang, Director Qian, think of me when you have the chance."
"Of course, if you are as good as Dawei and Yang Tao said, you will definitely There is a chance to cooperate."
"Teacher Li Xuejian, let me pick up the food for you. This carp baked noodles is good, you can try it..."
Zhang Yuan ran around the table and left one for these people. Deeply impressed.
"Why does this guy have such a good drinking capacity!"
A person can drink all the table and still wander around.
These days, Zhang Yuanke has gained a lot of alcohol attributes from Brother Qian, and his level has improved a lot.
"Zhang Yuan, haven't you always had ideas about the script? This time Xiaowen will be filming "Dragon Movie", did you say anything?" Yang Tao handed him a message drunkenly, giving him a performance Chance.
But Zhang Yuan's answer was beyond his expectation.
"The novel "Dialogue" is too complicated and I don't understand much."
"Alas, I am usually eloquent, but this time I pretend to be a fool." Zhou Xiaowen originally wanted to hear his opinion. , but I waited for it in vain.
Nonsense, with a big beard here, who has the final say on the set? Don’t you have any idea?
I really have some advice for you. If you fight against the bearded man again, I will still have to eat melons.
Anyway, with Zhou Xiaowen here, the opportunity to audition has been obtained. It is obviously not worthwhile to cause this trouble again.
After three rounds of wine and five dishes, everyone was blushing and put down their chopsticks to start chatting. Zhang Yuan raised his glass and stood up to enter the topic.
“Dear seniors, directors, and bosses, I recently opened a small shop with my friends.”
“Specialized in the lunch business for the crew, I hope you can help take care of it.”
"Are you in business by yourself?" Li Dawei straightened up immediately.
"It's good. It's a bit of a side job. It's kind of an insurance policy. We don't know when our industry will become popular or when it will become obsolete. Your approach is very mature." Yang Tao praised it.
Everyone at the table agreed and said they would help.
For these directors, it’s just a phone call, a matter of selling face, very simple.
After the dinner, these mainstays in the film and television industry staggered out just like Brother Qian a few days ago.
After Zhang Yuan said goodbye to everyone one by one, he came to the side of Teacher Li Xuejian.
At this moment, Li Xuejian is less than 50 years old. He has bright eyes and strong energy. He carries the majestic air of "Brother Gongming" and "Crazy Ying Zheng" in his movements.
Zhang Yuan thought of the skinny appearance of the old man in later generations, and thought that time is not forgiving.
"Uncle Li, please wait."
After a few drinks, they became familiar with each other. Zhang Yuan was also thick-skinned and addressed Mr. Li affectionately.
"What's the matter?" Li Xuejian smiled and turned back: "I see that you have light in your eyes, an open heart, and are not impetuous. You are a good candidate for this industry."
"Thank you for the compliment. ." Zhang Yuan responded with a smile, then his face darkened and his expression became serious.
"Uncle Li, actually I learned some martial arts from a certain teacher. At the same time, that teacher also taught me some basics of massage and Chinese medicine."
"You have been suffering from frequent nasal congestion and tinnitus in recent times, accompanied by Are you suffering from migraine symptoms?”
Li Xuejian also drank a lot. He looked serious just now and didn’t take it seriously.
But as soon as these symptoms were spoken, he felt as if he had been awakened by a gust of cool wind, and he was no longer drunk.
"Yes, yes...I also often have nosebleeds. I thought it was because the imperial capital was dry."
"You'd better go to the hospital for a check-up. I see that your mouth and tongue are purple, and your nasal cavity is blocked when you speak. You may have rhinophyma."
Rhinophyma is a general term for sinus diseases in ancient Chinese medicine.
Zhang Yuan understands massage, but understands traditional Chinese medicine, which is pure nonsense.
But he knew that Teacher Li Xuejian had suffered from nasopharyngeal cancer very early. Although he had undergone surgery, it still left sequelae. Not only was his vocal cord damaged, he was also almost deaf in both ears.
The hoarse "Striking the Stone" in "The Wandering Earth 2", the hoarse and miserable roar in "Feng Shen", and Mr. Li's all-out performance are all moving.
I'm afraid it would be better if my throat wasn't ruined.
You know, Li Xuejian, Tang Guoqiang, and Chen Peisi are the same age, only one year older than Zhang Guoli.
Twenty years later, those few people were in good spirits, but Mr. Li was already having a hard time playing the role. This is the harm that illness brings to people.
Zhang Yuan said that he knew Chinese medicine and was just looking for an excuse to let the old man discover and treat it in advance.
Without the tiger skin of Chinese medicine, Mr. Li might not believe what Zhang Yuan said.
"Okay, I understand. I'll check it out in the next few days."
[Received a thank you from Li Xuejian, +3 for acting skills! 】
"You walk slowly..." After helping Teacher Li get into the taxi, Zhang Yuan faced the slight breeze at night and embarked on his way home.
“Doing one good deed a day feels good.”
The next day, I planned to sleep until noon again, but at around seven o’clock in the morning, I was disturbed by an annoying cell phone ringtone. Zhang Yuan’s clear dream.
He reluctantly squinted his eyes and stretched out his hand several times before getting his second-hand Nokia.
“Hello?”
“Hi, hello, Director Li said you can order box lunches here, right?”
Zhang Yuan jumped out of bed like a carp. When I got up, the quilt flew into the air and fell down after several seconds.
"What's the matter? There's a rat!" Brother Qian was startled when he saw him in the house, and then rushed into his house with the fire chopsticks used for barbecue and looked around.
"The God of Wealth!" Zhang Yuan jumped out of bed, put on his clothes, washed up and rushed out of the courtyard. This time, I didn't save money and took the bus like I usually do. I took a taxi directly and headed to the vicinity of the Beijing Film Studio.
The journey of more than ten kilometers was obviously quite far, but his heart had already flown to the destination.
Before getting off the bus, he answered a total of seven or eight phone calls, and he was overjoyed.
When I came to the door of my store with the slogan "Entering Catering", Zhang Yuan deliberately took the name of the store from the names of Zhao Jin and Cao Jianjun.
This would give them a greater sense of participation and belonging. Zhang Yuan deliberately took a step back to give the two of them face in such an inconsequential matter.
"Who are you?" When I opened the door, the store was completely silent, and the lights were not turned on.
I turned on the fluorescent lamp and found that the two guys were hiding behind the table and sleeping.
Zhang Yuan went up with one foot and one foot.
“It’s time to get off work!” Zhao Jin raised his head in confusion.
"I'm here to kill you, hurry up!" Zhang Yuan collected pen and paper from the store and wrote down a series of numbers.
“This is 50 servings, 4 yuan standard.”
“This is 30 servings, 5 yuan standard”
“This is 65 servings, 5.5. ”
“This is...”
In less than five minutes, Zhang Yuan recorded more than 260 orders according to the contents recorded on his mobile phone.
Zhao Jin and Cao Jianjun are still confused.
These two guys came to the store before 7 o'clock in the morning. After opening the store, there was no business for several days. The two of them were desperate and started to put things away. They found a few cardboard boxes and unfolded them to make temporary bedding. Got into a deep sleep.
Zhang Yuan said last night that there would be business tomorrow and asked them to get ready.
These two people didn’t listen at all.
So now my head is still buzzing, and I can't believe what is happening in front of me.
“Did you hear that?”
“Ah?”
Still confused, unbelievable.
Zhang Yuan put Zhao Jin's hand on Cao Jianjun's arm, then put Cao Jianjun's hand on Zhao Jin's arm, and then gave the order.
"Pinch hard!"
"Ouch!!!"
The two of them were in so much pain that they screamed like they were killing pigs.
"Are you awake?"
"Are we really doing business?" Zhao Jin rubbed his arms. Cao Jianjun had been a soldier and was much more energetic than him. He had suffered a total loss just now.
"Nonsense, how about I spend money to open this shop to support you two?"
"Hurry up and make arrangements. These are lunch boxes, and there may be more in the evening."
After the two looked at each other, their faces gradually turned red.
Excited!
They never expected that Zhang Yuan would keep his word. If there was business today, there would be business!
This is not acceptable.
[Received thanks from Zhao Jin, hearing +5, vision +2! 】
【Received thanks from Cao Jianjun, Military Boxing +5, Cooking Skill +3! 】
“Go and prepare the ingredients.”
“Go and make a list. If you are short of vegetables and meat, hurry up and buy them.”
"When you two deliver the goods later, remember to call the phone number on the order." Zhang Yuan approached the two of them and said softly: "When the person arrives, hand him a cigarette."
"Then remember to talk to the other person. It's all about good money."
"Don't they all have a price?" Zhao Jin stared.
“It’s not the price of the lunch box, it’s the rebate!”
“One yuan a piece for less than 10 yuan, two yuan a piece for more than 10 yuan, agree on the monthly balance with the other party, or the drama is over Together.”
There are unlicensed and unlicensed lunch boxes on the market in the Imperial City, and you can get a good meal for three yuan, but the price quoted by the film crew will usually not be less than five yuan.
There are quite a few people here who have had hand oil on their hands, and everyone understands this tacitly.
If it were done before, Zhao Jin would definitely complain... This is another expense, so you have to make a lot less.
But now he only nodded and obeyed without any intention of refuting.
Zhang Yuan is not only able to attract business, but also has many twists and turns on and off the stage. He finally understands that the only time he has great luck in his life is to live together with Zhang Yuan.
"One more thing, when buying vegetables and meat, remember to eat what you eat, and give it to others, and be conscientious."
"Think clearly, you two have also been in group performances, never betray yourself Class!"
The two of them nodded like chickens pecking at rice. There was nothing they could not do if Zhang Yuan said it.
My mouth went dry, and the store was very busy for a while.
Cao Jianjun has experience in cooking large pots of rice for the troops. He can prepare four dishes and one soup for 50 people in 30 minutes. He is also particularly good at stir-frying sugar. It can be said that all the cooks in our army are treasures. Woolen cloth.
Zhang Yuan poured a cup of tea and took a rest, feeling happy.
In addition to acting, Haolai also has another guarantee.
Just after I took a break, another call came.
As soon as I saw the call, it was Zhou Xiaowen.
“Hey, Zhang Yuan, audition will be held at the Capital Theater in three days!”
(End of this chapter)