The perfect future of rebirth

This is from the bottom of my heart. If we used to think of future film and television as a casual toy, now, Zhao Fusheng is very clear that the film and television cultural industry actually has great potential to be tapped.

"okay, I get it."

Ye Jing nodded, he could obviously feel that what Zhao Fusheng said was very serious.

"But you really came to find Ning Hao?"

Ye Jing held back his smile, looked at Zhao Fusheng and said with a smile.

Zhao Fusheng rolled his eyes, not wanting to answer this meaningless question at all.

"That guy Old Jiang, is it almost over?"

He remembered something and said to Ye Jing.

Ye Jing shook his head: "I thought so too."

"and then?"

Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, and then realized that there seemed to be something wrong with this matter.

Sure enough, Ye Jing said with a wry smile: "That guy told me yesterday that he might go to Xichuan to make up some shots..."

"This guy!"

Zhao Fusheng was speechless for a moment.

In the end, there is still a moth.

At first I thought that guy could change his temper, but now it seems that a dog can't change his food...

Forget it, Zhao Fusheng is too lazy to complain about him.

"Is the budget overrun?"

Zhao Fusheng thought of an important question and asked Ye Jing.

Ye Jing shook his head: "Not really."

"Then let him go." Hearing this answer, Zhao Fusheng said: "As long as it doesn't cost money, he can do whatever he likes, and don't worry about him."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Fusheng himself laughed: "Am I going too far?"

"Not too much."

Ye Jing shook his head: "You are really kind."

This is my heart.

From Ye Jing's point of view, that is Zhao Fusheng, if someone else did, Jiang Wen would definitely be criticized for doing something like this.

"Hahaha."

Zhao Fusheng laughed himself, and waved his hand: "Forget it, let's do it like this, you can tell him later, you can't delay the release next year."

"Okay, I see." Ye Jing nodded.

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In a blink of an eye, November passed and December came.

2009 is getting closer and closer.

The closer to the end of the year, the more things will happen. This is a problem that no one can avoid.

Zhao Fusheng is even more so.

Not to mention the busy feet, there are a lot of documents to be read and signed every day.

And these, even these subsidiaries have already filtered it.

"I always feel like a printer."

Zhao Fusheng said helplessly to Fan Baobao.

Fan Baobao smiled: "Really? Why does it feel like you are exaggerating?"

"exaggerate?"

Zhao Fusheng's eyes widened: "You know, in the past few days, besides sleeping and eating, I just read documents, and I'm almost becoming a robot."

"Then should I reward you?" Fan Baobao smiled charmingly.

Zhao Fusheng just wanted to agree, but when he turned his head and saw his precious son lying there, he shook his head helplessly: "Forget it, forget it, wait for me on the island later."

Fan Baobao, Zhao Ma and others are about to take their children to the Italian island for vacation. Although Zhao Fusheng is reluctant to give up, there is nothing he can do.

Of course, it was not only Zhao Fusheng himself who was reluctant, but also poor classmate Fan Beibei.

Because according to Li Yuan's intention, Fan Beibei would not be allowed to study abroad until he graduated from junior high school at least.

Therefore, she can only go abroad to play during the winter and summer vacations.

For the rest of the time, I can only stay in China to study hard and make progress every day.

In her own words, it was like a bolt from the blue for a girl.

There is nothing more cruel than this.

But unfortunately, her eloquence could not convince her dear mother.

Li Yuan was busy taking care of her grandson and granddaughter, so she simply threw her youngest daughter to Zhao Fusheng.

"You are at home by yourself, take good care of Beibei." Fan Baobao said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng rolled his eyes: "Don't worry."

He had already made up his mind that when he was in the capital, he would naturally pick up Fan Beibei every day.

If she's not there, let her hang out with Dong Chenxi, Zheng Yao or Zhou Yun.

Anyway, there are so many people around, they all know Beibei, and Beibei also knows them.

It is impossible for everyone to have time.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng couldn't help praising his wit.