Four people sat down at the stone table in the courtyard, eating dumplings and making noodles.
Just now, after Cheng Hao discovered the bag of CDs in Zhang Yuan's room, Brother Qian and him began to fight to the extreme.
In the end, after he held out two plates, the good sister waved her hand grandly and put the matter aside for the time being.
But after all, this shit basin was stuck on Zhang Yuan’s head and he couldn’t even take it off.
On weekdays, he was the one who tricked others, namely Brother Qian, so he tricked him well.
"Come, come, come, celebrate my brother's successful career and great wealth!" Brother Qian picked up a cup full of 52-degree Jiannanchun.
Four wine glasses collided, and the wine splashed, dazzling under the moonlight.
Zi Liu... Brother Qian used the energy of happiness to completely liberate the roundworm that was greedy for wine in his belly, and he drank two taels of it in one gulp, which was a great pleasure.
"Qian, drink slowly." Mrs. Qian muttered.
"Isn't this happy?" Brother Qian replied cheerfully as usual.
While eating and drinking, Zhang Yuan remembered that when he had a banquet with the film and television company bosses last time, he found that this house was no problem for him to live in, and the size was just right.
But if you have social needs, it will be a bit small.
Not only is the kitchen area not large enough, the equipment is not professional enough.
If nothing else, the stove is for home use. There is no hot stove like a hotel. The taste of many dishes is at least three points worse.
And there was not enough space. Last time, the cooks set up a temporary stove in the yard, which was a movable stainless steel cart, and then they completed the work.
In addition to the kitchen, the dining area is not adequate.
It is the same as usual today. Usually when guests come, they will eat on the stone table in the yard.
The treat that day was nothing more than adding a wooden round top to the stone table and covering it with a tablecloth for decoration.
It is not suitable to entertain heavyweight guests, and it is not suitable to eat outdoors. Not only is it easy to get tree leaves, floating catkins and other debris.
If it rains, it will be even more troublesome.
Eating while watching the rain in the house is called artistic conception.
Being drenched in the rain in the yard is called a drowned rat.
So when he was halfway through eating, he asked Yu Qian to speak.
"Brother Qian, I have something for you to worry about." He picked up the wine glass and clinked it with the other party.
Under the "attention" of Mrs. Qian and Cheng Hao this time, the two of them just sipped their drinks and did not toast.
"Speak directly, you're welcome."
"I plan to buy a bigger yard, please help me keep an eye on it."
"After all, you are from the old imperial capital and you are familiar with the place. It’s not easy to be tricked by those gangsters.”
“Oh…” Brother Qian nodded.
He understood that Zhang Yuan was busy and always out of town, so he really didn't have time to take care of this.
And now the price of houses in the imperial capital is the same every year, so it is more cost-effective to buy early.
Actually, it’s too early for Brother Qian to say that after the 2008 Olympics, housing prices in the imperial capital will be one price per month.
Even at the most ferocious time, it would jump up every week.
So Zhang Yuan’s plan is to buy as many sets as possible before the Olympics in the imperial capital.
“Tell me your budget and requirements, so I can have a direction.”
How about saying that Brother Qian is a true friend.
Although the two of them had just cheated on each other, as long as Zhang Yuan mentioned the troublesome matter of buying a house, he would agree directly without having to think about it.
Moreover, Mrs. Qian is also a sincere and warm-hearted person who is not afraid of trouble at all. The couple have the same temperament.
Their personalities and styles are completely opposite to those of Teacher Guo and his wife.
“The bigger the area, the better.” Zhang Yuan said domineeringly.
After listening, Brother Qian lit a cigarette, and then said leisurely.
"Oh, the bigger the better... Would you consider the Forbidden City?"
"This is big enough."
Zhang Yuan:...
Brother Qian talks too much in cross talk, and he often talks like this in daily life.
Especially if you drink too much.
"Dete, I won't grind my teeth with you." Zhang Yuan thought for a while: "Near the Second Ring Road, if the budget is several million, I can accept it."
"Thousands Ten thousand, it’s probably going to be difficult for the time being.”
Seeing Zhang Yuan speaking so seriously, but having millions in his mouth seemed easy, Brother Qian and Sister-in-law Qian both shook their heads slightly.
This is really rich.
The key person was telling the truth. Just one Jiannanchun advertisement could earn millions. He was indeed not lying.
The most important thing for an actor is not the salary, but the popularity and fame gained from the role.
How much is the salary?
Those who claim to be paid hundreds of millions, are mostly just external publicity, but are actually capital operations. If they can really get into the hands of actors, it will be good to have one or two achievements.
The endorsement and advertising fees are real.
Why was Fan Bingbing once called the number one female star in China?
This man at his peak had nearly 200 endorsements on his back!
It’s not that I have endorsed 200 people in total, but at the same time, I have 200 people on my body.
You now know how much money celebrities earn.
When an actress does what she does, she is basically done.
Of course, her compensation after the accident was even more severe...
"Another point is that it is best to have an undecorated one, and I will renovate it myself."
"The cost of buying a house like this Lower.”
Zhang Yuan knew very well, are the bricks that are most valuable in the courtyard?
Of course not!
What is valuable is this land!
It doesn’t matter how bad the decoration is, you can’t fix it by spending money.
"Okay, I'll help you find someone." Brother Qian replied with a smile and took another puff of cigarette.
He thought, when my brother bought this house, he even asked me to act in a play for the counter-offer of two to three hundred thousand.
It has only been less than a year, and the money has been much more generous.
He has obviously reached a new level!
"Brother Qian, please help me find a set." At this moment, Cheng Hao also raised his glass and said softly.
“You want it too?” Brother Qian rolled his eyes, and then said, “Isn’t what’s his yours?”
“Hehehe…” Cheng Haole’s flowers trembled wildly.
Brother Qian deserves to be a language worker. He is almost the best when it comes to grasping people's hearts.
Although Cheng Hao is willing to listen, she won't take it seriously.
"I want to buy one too. Just buy a small one, about the same size as here."
It's not that she doesn't want to buy a big one, it's just that she doesn't have that much money on hand.
And she wanted to buy it because she saw that Zhang Yuan never made a loss in business and made money in everything he did, so she believed that she could make money by following him.
I plan to buy some for myself as an investment.
Brother Qian glanced and thought that Zhang Yuan and his woman were as smart as each other.
How about I buy some too... No, what should I buy? No one is so rich.
“Oh, I think differently than you do.”
“My dream is not to have a few yards in the city.”
“It’s to live in a city. It would be pleasant to have your own farmland and houses in the suburbs and live among the mountains and rivers." Brother Qian looked at the moon and sighed.
This means that everyone has his or her own ambitions.
After chatting for a while, Brother Qian began to direct the topic to the cross talk club.
"You know that Deyuan Society is going to open a branch."
"The venue over there has been rented and is expected to be open during the Chinese New Year."
"Since your apprenticeship ceremony last time, there has been an endless stream of people coming to our club." "A new group of young and old men have joined."
"Teacher Guo treats them well, and most of them are somewhat capable and can be used."
"But..." Brother Qian paused.
“Of the two you introduced last time, the boy named Kong Deshui is smart and discerning.”
“He learns things quickly.”
"I look at it, it shouldn't be far from being on stage."
"That's a good thing." Zhang Yuan listened to him with a smile.
"But there is another Xiao Yue with a big round face, tsk..." Brother Qian looked into his eyes and whispered.
“This kid is dull and a bit boring.”
“Not very good at things.”
"The relationship with other people in the club is average."
"Deyuan Club is booming now, and many people are afraid that he can't keep up with the team."
Zhang Yuan chuckled for a while.
Brother Qian said it euphemistically, but he still understood it.
It's just that Xiaoyue's progress is too slow and someone is gossiping.
Those who gossip are most likely the newly recruited ones.
Zhang Yuan understood it after thinking about it for a while.
The key to this matter is not actually Xiaoyue's ability, but between him and Teacher Guo.
He rarely goes to the club. Of course, the core of the team is Mr. Guo and his wife.
As for crosstalk actors, Mr. Guo himself said that if you ask first and then ask questions, some may be unjustly accused, but if you line up and shoot every other person, there will definitely be fish that slip through the net.
In short: there are bad people among the masses!
These newcomers, in order to fight for power and gain the upper hand, of course have to cause some troubles.
It would be of great benefit to them if they could sow discord between themselves and Teacher Guo.
Chaos is the ladder of ascent.
The source of a great chaos is often an inconspicuous little person.
Now, Xiao Yue, an "inconspicuous" little person, has become the target of some people.
Of course, it is impossible for this group of people to do things without the acquiescence behind their backs.
So, this issue is not about the ability of new employees, but about political struggle.
If one of the two people brought by Zhang Yuan can be taken away, his prestige within the society will definitely be damaged.
But only doing one, not both, would save him face.
This group of people must be so proud now that they have figured it all out!
However, even if they were beaten to death, they would not know it. Zhang Yuan knew that this would happen sooner or later, so he personally brought these two people into the team.
That’s what he wanted them to do.
The program I wrote has a big bug. You think it’s because of my poor skills, but you don’t know that this bug is the backdoor I left.
"Brother Qian, what do you think of Xiaoyue's situation?" Zhang Yuan asked without panic at all.
Brother Qian put out the cigarette butt and said firmly: "You think the person is not bad."
"Since you brought the person here, you have your own reasons."
" I don’t know that even if there is rain in the clouds, we have to give the young people more time.”
Brother Qian seems to be talking about Xiaoyue, but he is actually making his position clear.
"With your words, I feel relieved." Zhang Yuan clinked glasses with him: "Please help keep an eye on this matter."
"When you need me to come forward, please notify me."
"It's all figured out." Brother Qian saw that he was not worried at all.
Not only am I not worried, I am even a little excited.
It’s the kind of excitement that comes from watching a wolf see flesh.
"Hey, Lao Guo is really in trouble..." Brother Qian smiled and drank the glass of wine.
After drinking and eating, and chatting for a while, Brother Qian was drunk and was helped out of the courtyard by his sister-in-law. He suddenly excused himself that he didn't have a cigarette, turned back, and picked up the local souvenirs given to him by Zhang Yuan.
Looking drunk, my mind is actually sober.
It is Zhang Yuan’s job to clean up the dishes, clean the kitchen, wash and rinse.
“I’m leaving first.”
“Ah, you’re not staying the night?”
Zhang Yuan's hands were stained with large and small foams made by washing up liquid. He stuck his head out and looked at Chen Hao, who had already put on his bag.
"Haha, why don't you and the CDs you brought back spend the night? What do you want me to do?" She rolled her eyes coquettishly.
"That's really for Brother Qian...forget it, I won't say it anymore, I can't explain clearly."
"Okay, then you go back and have a rest early." Zhang Yuan waved his hand helplessly .
Then I heard the clatter of footsteps.
Five minutes later, while he was washing dishes, he felt his ear being pulled up, causing burning pain.
“You really won’t leave me alone, right?” Cheng Hao rolled up his sleeves angrily.
She waited outside the courtyard gate for a long time, but no one came to save her, which made her very angry.
Cheng Hao is actually acting coquettishly in this way, can he not see it?
"I won't wash the dishes according to your request." Zhang Yuan said with bared teeth.
"And if you leave, you won't be able to see me for the next few months. How can you bear it?"
"I..." Cheng Hao sighed and let go of his ears.
"Are you sure I won't leave?" Cheng Hao poked his back with a helpless finger.
Zhang Yuan shook off the water droplets on his hand, turned around and held her waist with one hand, and his buttocks with the other, and hugged her up.
“If you really leave, I’ll just chase you again.”
Sigh... Cheng Hao knew that he was being manipulated.
Actually, when they first got together, she thought they would break up in a few months. Who didn’t have fun when they were young?
But the longer time goes by, the harder it becomes to let go.
So she thought, if she doesn’t leave, she won’t leave, but she has to take the initiative.
But now it is discovered that the initiative has always been in the hands of the other party.
However, he often deliberately gives himself the illusion of taking the initiative.
Maybe, this is his expression of tenderness towards himself.
In fact, Zhang Yuan adopted a seemingly laissez-faire approach to both her and Deyuan Society.
But the people who really have the initiative are never those who shout and jump up and down.
The initiative will only be in the hands of those who are more powerful and have more cards.
"Your hands are wet." She complained.
"You didn't do anything at all."
"Hehehe..."
The two of them went to the bedroom...
Second It's morning.
Zhang Yuan got up and yawned.
Last night my good sister kept forcing herself to the top.
But it always gets boring after a while.
Maybe this is a true portrayal of her relationship with herself.
After washing up, he went out to work.
Zhang Yuan developed his body and schedule to the limit within the legal scope.
Not long after, he arrived at the press conference of "A World Without Thieves"... (End of Chapter)