Zhao Gangru frowned slightly. Although he just said that he wanted Lin Qianru to be the boss's wife, he just said it casually, but if Lin Qianru really wanted to do it, Zhao Gangru would definitely let her do it. But now Lin Qianru actually said that she didn't want to be the boss's wife, which is a bit confusing.
Already.
However, when she looked at Lin Qianru again, she had said nothing.
Zhao Gangjun had no choice but to suppress this doubt in his heart.
It was already ten o'clock in the morning when I went out, and the place where I met the director was in a teahouse.
Zhao Gangjun and others drove, so they arrived relatively early. After waiting for a few minutes, Hao Benfang arrived riding a battery car.
"We are going to prepare a few cars for our company."
Zhao Gangjun looked at Hao Benfang's small battery car and said, "Especially you, the major shareholder."
"Now is the time to spend money. Let's put off the car matter."
Hao Benfang parked the car and said, "We will buy a car when we have money. We need to buy a good car, like Toyota Hiroyuki's!"
"That's called Mao Haocha. I'll give you 2 million tomorrow. Go get a few cars. One will be for you to transport, and the other will be for us to deliver. This will save us the expense of hiring a car every time."
Zhao Gangjun said.
"Two million? Holy shit, where did you get so much money? Did you win the lottery?" Hao Benfang asked.
"I really won the lottery..."
Zhao Gangrong smiled.
"Damn! Why do I look more handsome and smarter than you, but I don't have your character?"
Hao Benfang scratched his head in confusion.
at this time.
A black Mercedes-Benz S350 from far to near.
The car slowly stopped in front of Zhao Gangjun and others.
The driver of the car got out of the car and opened the rear door.
A man wearing a gray vest and gray hat stepped out of the car. The man had a gray beard on his face, a pair of sunglasses on his nose, and a lewd smile on his lips. He looked like a director.
.
"is it this one?"
Zhao Gangrong asked Hao Benfang in a low voice.
"It should be this." Hao Benfang nodded.
Zhao Gangjun nodded and walked forward, "Hello, Director Zhang!"
The man dressed as a director took off his sunglasses, looked at Zhao Gangjun, hummed, and said, "Hello."
at this time.
"Director Zhang, you are here!"
A voice came from behind Zhao Gangjun.
Then, a man in a suit with his hair parted came up from behind Zhao Gangjun, grabbed the hand of Director Zhang before Zhao Gangjun could.
Zhao Gangjun was stunned for a moment, glanced at Hao Benfang, and said, "What is going on? Is there anyone else who is robbing us?"
"Are you fans of Director Zhang?'
After the man in the suit said some pleasantries to Director Zhang, he glanced at Zhao Gangjun and said, "Director Zhang is not free now, so you can wait outside."
"What kind of fan?" Zhao Gangjun was even more confused, "Who are you?"
"Who are you?" The man with the split hair frowned and asked.
"We are here to wait for Director Zhang."
Hao Ben said aside.
"We are also waiting for Director Zhang!"
The man with the split head said.
Hao Benfang glanced at the separated man strangely and said, "How is that possible? Director Zhang made an appointment with us."
"I didn't make an appointment with you."
Director Zhang, who had always had a cold face, now said, "I don't know you."
"Aren't you Director Zhang? Director Zhang Miss?" Hao Benfang asked.
"This is director Zhang Ermou! What the hell Zhang Ermou!" The separated man snorted disdainfully, and then led the man named Zhang Ermou into the teahouse.
"Did you admit the wrong person?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
"Guess so."
Hao Benfang nodded.
At this time, a bicycle following the Mercedes-Benz slowly swayed in front of Zhao Gangjun.
There was a man riding in the car. He looked quite young, probably in his early twenties. His eyes were small and bright, and he had a lustful smile on his face.
"Which one of you is Hao Benfang?"
"I am."
Hao Benfang stepped forward suspiciously and asked, "Who are you?"
"I am Zhang Missile."
The young man said with a smile.
"Director Zhang?!"
Hao Benfang looked at Zhang Youyou from head to toe in surprise and said, "Is this the director Zhang who shot the commercial?"
"Well, that's me."
The young man smiled and nodded, his eyes suddenly lit up, he put down the car and rushed to Zhao Gangjun's side.
"Beauty! What a beauty!"
Zhang Youyou looked at Chen Keke and Lin Qianru from top to bottom, then nodded to himself and said, "How can there be such beauties!"
Zhao Gangjun frowned slightly. There have always been rumors that directors are very perverted. Could it be that the person in front of him is the same? If he wanted to make unspoken rules or something, Zhao Gangjun might have to let him know that investors have bigger fists than directors.
However, Zhang Youyou just said that, and then he stopped looking at Chen Keke and Lin Qianru. Instead, he looked at Zhao Gangjun and said, "Are you Mr. Zhao?"
"Well, it's me."
Zhao Gangjun nodded.
"Hello, Mr. Zhao, hello."
Zhang Youyou quickly grabbed Zhao Gangjun's hand with a smile and said, "I am Zhang Youyou, a commercial film maker. In fact, my biggest wish is to make a movie, preferably a movie that is well-received and well-received. If Mr. Zhao
If you are satisfied with my commercial this time, we can consider collaborating."
Somehow, Zhao Gangjun's perception of Zhang Youyou suddenly changed because of Zhang Youyou's words.
There is no reason for this change in perception. Perhaps Zhao Gangjun feels that Zhang Youyou's smile is somewhat similar to his before.
A few people got to know each other briefly, then entered the teahouse and found a private room to make tea.
Only then did Zhao Gangjun gain some understanding of Zhang Missile.
Zhang Youyou's name is Youyou. It is said that Zhang Youyou's father was a devout Christian and decided to name his son Zhengdan, which means prayer and birth. However, the household registration was entered using smart abc, and the result was
The word missile was directly lost, so Zhang Youyou was called Zhang Youyou.
Zhang Youyou's name is as weird as Zhao Gangjun's, but he graduated from the prestigious China Media University, and majored in directing. Of course, it is said that he was expelled a few years ago.
As for why he was expelled, the reason is actually very simple. When Zhang Youyou was studying for a doctorate in directing, his instructor asked him to make a short story and use it as he pleased. As a result, Zhang Youyou didn't know if he was influenced by Japanese love action movies at the time.
I went to Japan to find some prostitutes and made a movie. Although it was not a romantic action movie, the teacher said that he was morally corrupt and unfit to be a director, so he fired him. Then Zhang Youyou came to fj specifically to make people.