Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty-Four: Shame and shame.
I grabbed a taxi and arrived at the Peninsula Hotel I had booked in advance. The environment was not bad, but the room price was not cheap. It cost 6,000 oceans a night, and it was only the price of a junior suite. In fact, there are also cheap youth convenience hotels, but the rooms are too small.
It can only accommodate one person turning around, which is commonly known as a pigeon cage. Naturally, it is impossible for the administrator to help his boss book a hotel like that.
After taking a look at the time, it was already eleven o'clock. Han Fei thought about it and sent a text message to Zhao Guang's msn to tell him that he had arrived.
Zhao Guang was a little confused when he saw the message, and he was also a little moved. He had repeatedly persuaded Jiang Qinghou and the others not to come, but the other party still came.
"Have you just gotten off the plane? How about I pick you up?"
Han Fei replied: "I have already arrived at the hotel. If it is convenient, can we make an appointment to chat tomorrow?"
"Okay, I have to work during the day, how about we meet in the evening?" Zhao Guang finished replying to the message, clasped his hands behind his head, and was thinking a lot.
Han Fei returned the gesture with an OK gesture and turned off his laptop. After running around for a day, he was really tired and fell asleep until ten o'clock the next day.
Now that you are here, Xiangjiang is known as a shopping paradise, so Han Fei naturally wants to buy some things back. As I said, the various cosmetics, clothing, shoes and bags and other brands here are really complete. Many brands Han Fei even have
Never heard of it.
Han Fei saw a pretty little dress that the little girl would look very cute in, so he was about to buy it, but found that he didn't know the little girl's height and measurements at all, so he was about to call Dong Jie to ask.
The salesperson came over and said, "Hello, sir, are you planning to buy this dress as a gift for your daughter?"
"Uh... It's actually for my sister, but I don't remember her height and measurements." Han Fei shrugged helplessly.
The salesperson asked, "Do you have a full-body photo of her? I might be able to take a look at it for you."
Well, seeing that she looked very professional, Han Fei believed her. The salesperson took one look and said: "Your sister should be about five and a half years old and attending preschool, right? She should be between 98-103 centimeters tall."
Time, our brand's clothes are all in relatively standard sizes, your sister should be able to wear size M."
Han Fei finally called Dong Jie to confirm, and also found out her size. Not to mention, the salesperson really had two brushes, and the little girl was just 101 centimeters tall.
"Then wrap up this dress, the other two items over there, and those little shoes for me..."
Han Fei left with his big and small bags, and the salesperson next to him was envious: "This guy from Mainland China is really rich. He can buy gifts for his sister for tens of thousands of yuan without blinking an eye."
"That's right, don't look at what age we are now. People's lives are much better than ours. Every household lives in a big house. It's not like we are crowded into pigeonholes."
What's more interesting is that during the shopping process, Han Fei met more than one wave of talent scouts who said they could make him a big star.
Talent scouts are almost extinct in the mainland, but this allowed Han Fei to find many memories of Hong Kong movies.
At the snack street that he had agreed with Zhao Guang in the evening, Han Fei finally met this legendary figure, but looking at his dress, he knew that he was not very satisfied.
"Han Fei."
"Zhao Guang."
It can be seen that Zhao Guang should be a person with high self-esteem. Even when he meets his old classmate's boss, he is still neither humble nor overbearing.
At a food stall, after ordering some oyster barbecue and the like, Zhao Guang and Han Fei touched each other lightly and took a big gulp of beer.
"This is my first time coming to Xiangjiang. You have lived here for so many years. Can you tell me about this place?" Han Fei suddenly laughed.
Zhao Guang was stunned for a moment, put down the skewers in his hand, and wiped his mouth: "Let's put it this way, our generation grew up watching Hong Kong movies, TV series, and movies. The reason why I entered the film school was
Influenced by Hong Kong movies.”
"Later, I couldn't survive in the mainland. When I came here, I thought this would be the place where my dream would start. But...you can see what I am like now. This place cannot hold any hope."
Han Fei asked curiously: "Oh? How do you say it?"
Zhao Guang took another sip of beer: "Let me tell you, people in Xiangjiang are very xenophobic. At first I thought it was because I didn't know Cantonese, so I spent two years working hard to learn it. Now I can speak Cantonese better than
Everyone can sneak away, but what's the use? The person who serves tea and pours water on a production crew in Xiangjiang has a higher salary than me."
"I have worked from set manager to assistant director. Over the years, I have not done anything including lighting engineer, photographer, and screenwriter. The script I wrote won the TVB ratings championship, but it was useless. If there is a chance, others will support their own people.
This is the reality. I argued with the superiors, but they told me to get out..." Zhao Guang drank too much as he drank.
Han Fei felt more confident: "Why don't you go back if your life is not satisfactory?"
"Go back? How to go back? I have submitted my resume to film and television companies all these years, but there was no last call or even a chance for an interview. Later I found out that it was the grandson who said hello from behind. Who would
Why offend a rich and powerful person for the sake of an unknown little director?" Zhao Guang's voice was too high an octave.
"In this case, you have no reason to refuse my invitation. Although I don't know who the grandson you are talking about is, he should not threaten me."
Perhaps it was the confidence in Han Fei's words that moved Zhao Guang. He smiled with drunken eyes: "No, this kind of thing can't be overcome with enthusiasm. I heard from Hou Zi that your company opened
It’s only been four years till this year, and I can’t beat him.”
"You have to try to know whether you can win or not. Since you have nothing, why don't you give it a try?" Han Fei said.
Zhao Guang waved his hand: "Okay, buddy, stop talking. I know you are doing it for my own good, but I really can't hurt you. Do you understand the pain of losing everything? It's enough for me to try alone.
..."
After saying that, Zhao Guang fell down on the table and passed away drunk. Han Fei sighed helplessly: "Boss, pay the bill."
After hailing several taxis, they all refused to take them because they were afraid that Zhao Guang would vomit in the taxi. Han Fei had no choice but to take the banknotes and give the car wash money first.
When we arrived at the Peninsula Hotel, we arranged a room for Zhao Guang, and he worked hard until after 11 o'clock in the evening before going to bed.
When Zhao Guang opened his eyes the next day, he found himself lying in the suite of the Peninsula Hotel. He was not feeling well. He knew exactly how expensive this place was, and he was holding his wallet and crying silently.
As a result, the phone rang in the hotel.
"Hello, sir, is it convenient for the breakfast service you ordered to be delivered now?"
"Huh? I didn't order breakfast."
"Oh, Mr. Han from room 806 made the reservation for you."
"Well, can I return it?"
"But Mr. Han has already paid."
Only then did Zhao Guang remember that last night he was busy complaining to Han Fei, but in the end he seemed to have cut off the piece without even buying the order. This was so embarrassing and humiliating.
Just as he was thinking wildly, a waiter brought a sumptuous breakfast. Zhao Guang swallowed. He drank and vomited several times last night. Breakfast in a five-star hotel shouldn't be cheap, right? People's money
It’s all spent and I can’t get it back. How about giving it a try?