Liu Lang originally wanted to ask them to make Transformers, but now he doesn't want to talk about it. How can they have the manpower and time?
Unless someone comes forward and offers to contract an art factory now, no one will dare not to fulfill the national targets.
"It would be better to do this...!"
An idea suddenly popped into Liu Lang's mind.
"Director Dai, where do old masters like Master Lu live?"
Liu Lang asked casually.
"They all live in the family building at the back."
Dai Lang pointed to several old five-story buildings outside the factory wall and said.
"Oh! Okay, our art factory is really good... Oops, it's getting late and we have nothing to do, so I'll say goodbye!"
After Liu Lang finished speaking, he nodded to Mu Xiaohu and Wu Yuanguang.
"Everyone, don't leave! I'm treating you to lunch. Let's have some drinks together!"
Song He said quickly.
"No, no, Director Song, we still have things to do, so I won't disturb you all."
Liu Lang politely rejected the other party.
"Uncle Song, let's leave now. When I get back, I will tell my dad that your factory has done a good job and deserves praise!"
Wu Yuanguang was a little confused, didn't Liu Lang want the other party to draw? Why didn't he mention it again? But he was also a smart man, so since Liu Lang said this, he immediately agreed.
"this………!"
Song He was a little unwilling.
"I'm talking about Lao Song! We really have something to do today, so I won't wait any longer. I'll treat you to dinner when I have time, okay?"
Mu Xiaohu patted Song He on the shoulder, which immediately made him feel flattered.
"Okay, okay, since you guys are busy today, I won't keep you!"
The three people got in the car and left the studio.
"Liu Lang, aren't you asking them to paint for you? Why don't you paint again?"
Mu Xiaohu asked.
"What a waste of time! Don't you see that their painters are exhausted all year round and full of complaints. If I let them paint again, I'm afraid they'll have to go on strike."
"Strike? They don't dare!"
Wu Yuanguang said with a smile.
"Haha, I hope they go on strike!"
Liu Lang thought to himself.
"Let's go back first, I have my own way!"
"Have your own way? What do you mean?"
Liu Lang's words made the other two people confused. Wu Yuanguang looked at Liu Lang and remembered a passage describing Zhuge Liang in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms: You guys stay down for now, I have my own solution!
"This guy is simply more powerful than Zhuge Liang!"
Wu Yuanguang suddenly came up with this idea.
"Liu Lang, since you have nothing to do today, how about I take you to have a drink?"
Mu Xiaohu said, he didn't have any extra thoughts.
"I can't drink, so I won't go!"
Liu Lang refused directly.
"Nothing else! Drinking is not important. The important thing is to introduce you to some friends. These people are not ordinary people. Once you get to know them, they will become great!"
Mu Xiaohu said quickly.
"I don't even know them, but they are still amazing. Do you believe it?"
Liu Lang immediately attacked him.
"I………!"
This immediately made Mu Xiaohu speechless.
He really believed what Liu Lang said.
"Xiao Liu Lang! Brother Xiao Hu, I beg you, can you give me some face?"
Mu Xiaohu started to play the emotional card.
When the other party said this, Liu Lang really couldn't refuse anymore.
"Come on, let's go to Lao Mo!"
Seeing that Liu Lang was silent, Mu Xiaohu chuckled and stepped on the accelerator, causing the car to rush forward quickly.
This so-called "Lao Mo" is actually a restaurant. Its full name is Moskva Hotel. Although the name is foreign, it has nothing to do with foreigners. It is just the first restaurant opened for foreigners in the country. Since it serves Western food, and
The price is high, so ordinary people rarely come to eat here. It is only the big guys like Mu Xiaohu who often come here to have dinner.
Mu Xiaohu had obviously been prepared. When the three of them arrived at the restaurant, a group of people immediately gathered inside. They were all young people in their late twenties and early twenties, both male and female. They were all dressed much more fashionably than ordinary people.
"Fifth brother is here, fifth brother is here!"
As soon as Mu Xiaohu got out of the car, everyone gathered around him.
"Come, let you meet our country's little prodigy—Liu Lang!"
Mu Xiaohu was so proud that he opened the car door for Liu Lang himself and welcomed Liu Lang out like a distinguished guest.
"Wow! This is Liu Lang!"
The group of people immediately let out a cry of surprise.
Liu Lang thought they were boring, but he still forced a smile.
"Come on, let me hug the prodigy. My dad always says that my brain is not very bright. This time I have to take advantage of the prodigy."
A somewhat obese man picked Liu Lang up without any explanation.
"I said Liu Lang, I heard that you have many kinds of special powers. Is there any technique that can make people smart that I can learn?
The other party said seriously.
"Well, you're really out of your mind!"
Liu Lang "despised" the other party in his heart.
"Go away, any special powers, they are all fake. Ordinary people believe them, but we can't believe them. Do you understand?"
Mu Xiaohu knew that Liu Lang hated people saying that he had special powers.
"Little guy, are you really five years old? Are you not small? And your head is really too big, bigger than mine?"
Another person reached out and touched Liu Lang's head, feeling a little strange.
"Zhou Feng, take your hand away from me! This is my younger brother. I will fight with anyone who dares to bully him! Do you understand?"
Mu Xiaohu's face darkened and he said coldly, and the frightened man quickly apologized.
I have to say that Mu Xiaohu is very good to Liu Lang and really treats him like his own brother. If someone dares to bully him, he will be really anxious.
This group of people had nothing serious to do together. They were drinking and chatting. Liu Lang didn't say a word and ordered a steak. He was holding a knife in one hand and a fork in the other. His posture was more standard than anyone else's. There were two Russian women in the restaurant.
The waiter, Liu Lang, had nothing to do and started chatting with him in Russian. Everyone watching was stunned.
"Liu Lang, do you still understand Russian?"
Mu Xiaohu exclaimed.
"What's so weird about Russian? I knew it when I wasn't in school!"
Liu Lang rolled his eyes at the other party.
"Do you see? A prodigy is a prodigy. You guys should learn from others and don't eat, drink and have fun every day. In the end, you won't even be as good as a four or five-year-old child."
Mu Xiaohu "reprimanded" the others.
"You're still talking about us! Aren't you the same way?"
The others expressed their "contempt" for Mu Xiaohu's words in their hearts, but they did not dare to refute and nodded in agreement.
What do these top-level "dandies" in the country usually talk about? Obviously they talk more "high-level" than ordinary people. Who has recently gone abroad again? Who has recently bought a foreign car? Who else
Ready to immigrate, etc. Liu Lang could tell that they admired Western culture and were pessimistic about the country's current backwardness.