From Xiangjiang Martial Arts in the 70s

Chapter 81 Harvesting Zhao Yazhi

The three of them walked a long way along the night market. Chen Gangsheng saw that it was getting late, and he usually looked carefree, but in fact he was afraid of troublesome personality.

"It's getting late, do you want to go back to the hotel quickly?" Chen Gangsheng sat on the small bamboo stool, and his physique was a little stiff when he sat on the small stool.

Wu Changyun was still thinking about the matter of attracting Chen Gangsheng to the company. Could it be that there was something wrong with my statement, and the other party didn't respond at all.

However, on second thought, people like Chen Gangsheng can never be judged by common sense.

Wu Changyun has always felt that Chen Gangsheng's success is definitely related to his luck when he is in danger. If someone else makes one or two films like this, he will probably be taken away by the morgue.

"Okay, that's all for today."

As soon as Wu Changyun got up, Chen Gangsheng asked the waiter to settle the bill. Although it was just a roadside snack, the price was still a little painful for Chen Gangsheng at this position.

"This guy definitely has a strong luck attribute, maybe he brought the protagonist from a parallel plane of the system through time." Wu Changyun thought about it, and was a little dazed.

It is true that some people have a high starting point. In an interview, Li Lianjie once said that he was considered a national-level diplomatic face in his youth.

After returning to the hotel from the night market, the voices of bustling vendors can still be heard here, and this feeling also makes Wu Changyun feel calm.

It's as if the sun is setting and people are retreating back home like the tide. This feeling of watching the bustling curtain come to an end is also a psychological hint.

Zhao Yazhi looked unexpectedly cautious, she even stepped on those low-heeled shoes, and the insteps were wrapped with strings for decoration.

"what happened?"

Zhao Yazhi turned around suddenly, and she was lying beside her, leaning on her head and looking at Wu Changyun.

"I just saw you fall on the bed as soon as you got back to the hotel."

"I'm really getting tired and falling apart."

Zhao Yazhi leaned on the bed sheet with her chin in aggrieved manner, and Wu Changyun muttered in her heart, this guy really doesn't care about the audience's feelings.

Wu Changyun really wanted to raise his hand and slap her on the butt, but considering the other person's character and their relationship, he could only endure it first.

After turning off the light, the two knew clearly that the other was not asleep, and Zhao Yazhi asked curiously, "What? Still thinking about that child?"

"No."

Wu Changyun replied decisively.

"I'm just thinking about the film company." Wu Chang turned his head and looked in Zhao Yazhi's direction. This girl didn't have any thoughts.

"What movie company?"

"Oh, by the way, you don't know yet, I'm going to set up a film company, and it's currently in the civil engineering stage."

"Why do you want to open a film company?" Zhao Yazhi looked a little excited, and she thought this was a very interesting thing.

It might be shocking for a Ping girl, because at Wu Changyun's age, it is quite a investment to be able to afford a film company.

Especially Zhao Yazhi knew a little about Wu Changyun's background, this kid started from scratch.

The source of Zhao Yazhi's lack of shock is also related to her deep-rooted self-confidence. The people she has come into contact with and those who admire her are all rich, but she doesn't like it at all.

As for why he agreed to Wu Changyun's invitation, it was because staying with Wu Changyun would not consider those realistic topics.

This man seems to have a kind of magic power, can fiddle with reality in the palm of his hand, or maybe it's just her innocent fantasy.

"Have you ever encountered a very difficult problem?" Zhao Yazhi asked casually.

"Tough question?"

Wu Changyun recalled that since the time travel, although he seemed to have made a lot of enemies, it was just a necessary concession in the process of accumulating strength. Those people were not a problem, they could only make him feel a little unhappy.

Perhaps, Yi Zhangyu's escape was unexpected by Wu Changyun. He always had a premonition that the ferocity in that man's eyes did not seem to be erased by time.

"I am a little scared."

Maybe recalling Yi Zhangyu, Zhao Yazhi murmured.

Wu Changyun laughed softly, turned his head and wanted to turn his body sideways, but heard the sound of service rubbing the bedding behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw Zhao Yazhi's eyes right behind him.

The faint direction lingered in Zhao Yazhi's beautiful hair, this woman was so close to him for the first time, even Wu Changyun, who was quite experienced, was a little nervous.

"Hehe, are you scared?"

Zhao Yazhi covered her mouth and smiled, her body shrunk into a small ball, perhaps because her back was facing the window and she was wearing light pajamas.

Just as Wu Changyun was about to turn around, Zhao Yazhi straddled his body with one leg, sat on Wu Changyun and looked down at him. Her drooping hair covered their vision, and they could only see each other's face clearly.

As Zhao Yazhi's face got closer, Wu Changyun could even see the luster on her lips.

"After I return to Hong Kong, can I make a movie with you?" Zhao Yazhi said, looking into Wu Changyun's eyes.

Hearing this, Wu Changyun's mind seemed to turn sharply on the eighteenth bend of the mountain road.

This seemingly reasonable request made Wu Changyun suddenly feel that there was a hidden crisis.

First of all, with Zhao Yazhi's personality, she must be serious. If the relationship between the two develops further, they will work together again.

It was fine in a short period of time. After the 80s, all kinds of actresses blossomed, and I lost [-] million indirectly.

"No, this is not the right opening." After Wu Changyun quickly analyzed all this in his mind, he suddenly pushed Zhao Yazhi down with a carp thrust.

"You're telling the truth? Great, great!"

Wu Changyun's cheering appearance really made Zhao Yazhi stunned. Is his joining really so important to him?

"Such a good thing, we must celebrate, there must be champagne and a good supper."

"Okay." Zhao Yazhi laughed at Wu Changyun's behavior like a child.

"Wait for me, come back and let's refill."

"Refill?"

Zhao Yazhi was stunned, and suddenly looked shy. She mustered up her courage just now, and when she looked up at the other party, she ran downstairs in a hurry.

Wu Changyun, who came to the front desk, breathed a sigh of relief. His century-old plan was almost ruined, and the atmosphere just now would definitely become extremely troublesome if it continued.

This kind of thing should be more relaxed, more casual, less formal.

"What's wrong with you? Do you need help?" the person at the front desk asked.

"Help me prepare champagne and supper and send it to my room."

Wu Changyun handed over a wad of banknotes from his shirt pocket to the front desk.

"It doesn't take that much." The front desk said submissively, commenting on the status of the guests in the hotel, only the degree of generosity of the hands.

Wu Changyun clearly explained the wine he wanted to the front desk. After hearing this, the front desk began to show embarrassment, because what Wu Changyun asked for were all foreign wines, and they were expensive, and ordinary supermarkets would not sell them.

Wu Changyun signaled the other party to go to the nightclub to buy the whole bottle back, which is too common in Macau nightclubs, and he specifically ordered: "I will reimburse you half of the price after buying it."

After hearing this, the guy at the front desk regained his spirits. The whole bottle was bought at a price of nearly a thousand yuan at least.

(End of this chapter)