"Uh, fellow?" Ni Jiang glanced at Shi Zhijian, "Are you lying to me? I've been in Hong Kong for so long, and I rarely see fellows as ugly as you. Most of them are as handsome as me!"
Shi Zhijian knew he was joking: "You handsome boy, do you mind if I want to buy you a drink?"
Ni Jian smiled, "I can't get used to drinking that kind of low-quality wine. The lowest grade is Rémy Martin XO!"
"It doesn't matter! I invite you!"
"But I still have two friends!"
"Please come together!"
“We also ordered beautiful women to accompany us!”
"I'll pay for it!"
"Okay, wait a minute!" Ni Jiang stopped peeing and hurriedly turned back, ran to his private room, opened the door, and said inside: "Old Xiong, you and I are lucky to meet a good guy!"
…
The private room where Shi Zhijian was located was crowded with people at the moment. In addition to Ni Jiang and his two beauties, there were also Big Head, his manager, and the four beauties accompanying them.
Ni Jiang completely regarded this place as his own venue, and ordered four bottles of Remy Martin without ceremony, and ordered a few signature dishes, and then said to Shi Zhijian: "I'm sorry, fellow, I eat you like this when we first meet.
I really feel bad about my conscience, so when I pay the bill later, I will accompany you to check the menu. This store likes to serve the wrong dishes!"
"Mr. Ni is interested!"
"No need to thank me, you're treating me!" After Ni Jiang said, he began to introduce Big Head to Shi Zhijian, "Our compatriot, Mr. Xiong from Baodao, is a book writer like me!"
The big head politely picked up the wine glass, stood up and said to Shi Zhijian: "Just kidding, in fact, I sell words for a living! When we first meet, I'll do it first out of respect!" After saying that, he raised his neck and slowly drank a glass of foreign wine.
Then, without changing his expression and out of breath, he turned the cup over to Shi Zhijian and showed it to him.
Next to him, Hu Juncai couldn't help but lower his voice and said to Shi Zhijian: "This man is a good drinker. Take a glass slowly and there won't be a drop left!"
But Shi Zhijian had already seen who the other party was, and said with a smile: "Mr. Xiong is so generous, how can I be rude!" After saying that, he stood up, poured himself a glass of wine, and then imitated the big head, and also raised his head.
neck, drank it all in one gulp, and finally turned the cup over, revealing that not a drop was left!
The big head smiled. He usually didn't like to share a table with others unless the other person was very to his liking. Now Shi Zhijian is very suitable to his appetite. People who drink well enough are generally not much different in character.
Two years of drinking.
Wine depends on character.
At least Shi Zhijian has been favored by Ni Ji and Big Head.
"That fellow, we are all adults. You wouldn't treat me to such expensive wine for no reason. If you have any problem, just say it! But there is one thing, you can't borrow money! You can't ask me to invest, either!" Ni
Box very cleverly blocked Shi Zhijian's path first.
"Mr. Ni, you have misunderstood. The reason why I found you is because I have admired your name for a long time!"
Ni Jiang was so proud that he couldn't help but glance at his big head, "I can't help it, Old Xiong. That's how people are when they become famous. They can be recognized wherever they go! This is the consequence of being dragged down by fame. I want to drink with you alone.
No drinking is allowed!"
Shi Zhijian: "So I want to ask you to be the shooter!"
"Pfft!" Ni Jiang was drinking water, choked and coughed. He guessed a lot of possibilities and knew that Shi Zhijian must be asking for something, but he didn't expect that he would be asked to be a gunman! The problem was that he had just criticized him righteously.
This kind of behavior.
"I'm sorry, I haven't been a shooter for many years!" Ni Jiazheng'er said, "I now write columns for many newspapers. I am very happy and not short of money."
"I was introduced by Director Zhang Caizhang. He said that you wrote "The One-Armed Sword"!"
"Uh, how do you know Zhang Cai?"
"I have a little connection with the drama "The One-Armed Sword"."
Ni Jiang was stunned for a moment, as if he suddenly remembered something, and pointed at Shi Zhijian: "Could it be that you are..."
Ni Jiang knew about the news that "One-Armed Sword" was bought out, but he didn't expect it to be the young man in front of him.
Seeing that he recognized him, Shi Zhijian smiled politely.
Big Head and the others next to them looked at them as if they were playing a charade.
Ni Jiang nodded to Shi Zhijian. Speaking of which, "One-Armed Sword" became a big hit after being bought out by Shi Zhijian. Ni Jiji himself was also a beneficiary. As a script writer, he now accepts a lot of work, and the script has also increased from eight to nine thousand.
Ten thousand.
"Now, are you interested in hearing my story, Mr. Ni?" Shi Zhijian smiled slightly, picked up the water glass and gestured, and then slowly told the content of the play "The Myth".
At first, Ni Jiang was still absent-minded.
Big Brain just listened politely.
The agent yawned on the side.
The dancers were also laughing and joking.
But as Shi Zhijian's story gradually developed, especially when the "time travel" element was introduced, there were different reactions immediately.
Ni Jian's eyes lit up.
The big head had a look of surprise on his face.
The agent showed an incredulous expression.
Even the dancers stopped whispering and began to listen carefully with their cheeks in their hands.
Shi Zhijian continued.
He was already extremely eloquent, but now he added extraneous details and told "The Myth", a poignant and majestic thousand-year love story, which shocked everyone.
You must know that in the literary world of this era, there has never been any "time travel" or "thousand-year wait". Even if there is, it is of the White Snake type. Therefore, the "time travel" theme pioneered by Shi Zhijian can be said to be an epoch-making feat.
A moment.
Shi Zhijian took a deep breath and finally finished telling the story about the play "The Myth". His mouth was dry and he wanted to pick up the tea cup to drink water. Only then did he realize that Ni Jiang and others were all looking at him dreamily.
It seemed like she was still waiting for him to continue.
Suddenly, Shi Zhijian felt like a storyteller, and the effect was ideal.
"Finished?"
"This story is very poignant."
"Your story..." Ni Jiang didn't know how to describe it. He always considered himself to be very imaginative and even wrote some science fiction in his column. However, compared with Shi Zhijian's story, it was surprisingly weak.
"Are there really terracotta warriors and horses in Xi'an?"
"Are everything recorded in "Historical Records" true?"
"Did Qin Shihuang really have an underground palace and the elixir of life?"
This series of questions led Shi Zhijian to say, "This is an artistic creation! Any similarity is purely coincidental!"
"But this is too true!"
"Yeah, I almost believe it!"
"Okay, let's get back to the topic! Mr. Ni, what do you think? Help me write this script, and you can give me any price!" Shi Zhijian changed the subject again, looking straight at Ni Jian.
Ni Jiang took a sip from the wine glass and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Shi, although you are very sincere, this story is also very poignant and touching, and... uh, very creative! But I have important things to do now, and I am helping "
Write a 'Wesley' column in Ming Pao!"
"Ten thousand, how about that?"
"This is not a matter of money. I am still writing scripts for Shaw Brothers."
"Ten thousand!" Shi Zhijian knew that Ni Jiang could sell a script of up to ten thousand now, and now it is five thousand more, which is already very good.
"I said, this is not a matter of money. Lao Cha and I are friends and brothers! I can't just leave the column and write it for you!"
"I understand. You and Mr. Cha have a very close relationship. They are closer than brothers. It's okay. I'll pay more!"
"What?" Ni Jiang had an insulted expression on his face, as if he was about to explode in the next second.
Shi Zhijian picked up a glass of foreign wine and put his arm around Ni Jiang's shoulders. "As the saying goes, money is like brothers and sisters, and brothers are like clothes! Brothers are for sale. How do you know how much a brother is worth if you don't sell him?"
"Mr. Ni and I hit it off right away, and I'm willing to pay 30,000 yuan to buy the brotherhood between you and Mr. Cha! What do you think, think about it?!"
Ni Jiang couldn't react, money is like siblings, brothers are like clothes? Something seems wrong. There is still 30,000 yuan, which is three times his own remuneration, is there any?!
"I don't really value money, but considering the excitement of your story just now and your sincerity, I'm determined to be your brother! Come on, cheers!" Ni Jiang picked up the wine glass.
Big Head and others also hurriedly picked up their wine glasses and watched Shi Zhijian and Ni Jiang drink them down in one gulp. They couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, ginger is still spicy, and a glass of wine costs 30,000 yuan!
Ni Jiang didn't care so much. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and said to Shi Zhijian in a heroic manner: "Come to me to receive the goods in three days!"
