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"Don't worry, that kid is so smart, what can happen." Although Jiang Wen said nonchalantly, his hands didn't stop, and he took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhao Fusheng's number .

"Where are you?" Jiang Wen asked Zhao Fusheng after the call was connected.

"The bathroom." Zhao Fusheng said, as if he was busy with something.

Jiang Wen looked puzzled, and pulled Yu Feihong towards the bathroom.

The restroom of the bar is not far from the exit. When the two of them walked to the door of the restroom, they saw Zhao Fusheng pouring a basin of water on the face of a girl surnamed Song beside the sink.

That's right, he just used it upside down.

Next to it was another water bottle, also filled with water.

Looking at it like that, it is definitely not warm water, but cold cold water.

"What's this for?" Jiang Wen's face was dull, the hero turned into a hot hand after saving the beauty, Zhao Fusheng's script is a bit daunting.

Zhao Fusheng didn't bother to explain anything, he pointed to the girl and said, "I was drugged and was about to lose consciousness. I'll wake her up."

Seeing his serious appearance, Jiang Wen really wanted to grab his collar and ask him: "Is this the way your family wakes people up?"

But the corner of Yu Feihong's mouth couldn't help but a good-looking arc appeared, and he gave Zhao Fusheng a look: "Nonsense! How could you do this to a girl."

In the eyes of outsiders, Zhao Fusheng was indeed a bit rough, just throwing the girl there like that, pouring water on other people's faces one after another, the girl was already trembling.

Zhao Fusheng stopped what he was doing and clapped his hands: "This is also a lesson for her!"

To be honest, he has no interest in this girl at all. This kind of little girl has no deep experience in the world, and she has no brains at all. In Zhao Fusheng's view, if she didn't have such a little bottom line, he would even look at her and Zhang Li. If you leave, you won't meddle in your own business.

But since she still has a bit of integrity, Zhao Fusheng doesn't mind reaching out to help where she should help.

But he wasn't the savior. After being saved, she had to rely on herself for the rest.

"Okay, you guys go call a car and let her live at my place today." Yu Feihong said to Zhao Fusheng angrily: "You go with Lao Jiang at night and go back tomorrow."

After all, girls are inconvenient, so Zhao Fusheng was simply driven away by Yu Feihong.

Zhao Fusheng looked helpless, but still nodded, and said to Jiang Wen: "How about it, take me in for a while?"

Jiang Wen chuckled: "Let me tell you, my accommodation is expensive, and I need a script for one night."

Rolling his eyes, Zhao Fusheng didn't bother to pay attention to this guy, and said casually: "There is no script, but there are a few interesting stories, you can listen to them, if you think it is suitable, you can find someone to write, how about it?"

Although he may not be able to write the script well, but based on the creativity of the story alone, Zhao Fusheng has seen quite a few good movies.

After all, in those years when the entire domestic movie market was the most prosperous, good-looking movies emerged in endlessly, and there was a market of tens of billions a year. There were all kinds of movies. Zhao Fusheng, as a half of the entertainment industry, can be regarded as a lot of money. experience.

The most important thing is that in the materials that Zhao Fusheng saw before, many famous movies did not appear.

Of course, Zhao Fusheng is not a professional screenwriter, even if those classic movies have not appeared, he can't write the script.But this does not prevent Zhao Fusheng from telling the storylines of these movies.

If he can't write it, it's fine if someone can write it.

Sure enough, upon hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Jiang Wen showed a look of excitement on his face.

After contacting for such a long time, he also learned about Zhao Fusheng's situation. This guy is indeed just like what he said, he can only write advertising plans, but he can't write scripts.

Even Jiang Wen felt that the level of the script written by Zhao Fusheng was simply outrageous.

There is no way, he is a professional, and it is really not very good to look at Zhao Fusheng's script with the eyes of a professional.

But it must be admitted that the idea is still very good.

"Okay, go to my place tonight." Jiang Wen said happily to Zhao Fusheng.

I have already made up my mind, I must ask Zhao Fusheng some more interesting stories today.

Zhao Fusheng naturally didn't know that Jiang Wen had regarded himself as a cash machine for stories. He just felt that it was useless to keep these stories in his mind. Favored.

Friendship is something that has always been exchanged to have feelings. If you just expect one party to pay, even the best friends will have the day they part ways.

Both Jiang Wen and Zhao Fusheng knew this truth well.

Chapter 464 Bullets (174/281)

Zhao Fusheng and Jiang Wen hailed a car, took Yu Feihong and the girl surnamed Song home, and then they turned their heads back to Jiang Wen's residence,

Jiang Wen's wife is French, and she lives abroad with her daughter. He lives here in Beijing. A single man's residence is naturally not high-end, but clean at best. That's it, he's still a nanny credit.

"You can stay whatever you want, there are bedding in the guest room." Jiang Wen said to Zhao Fusheng while taking out a bottle of water from the refrigerator.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Understood, but to be honest, your house is in a good location."

The residence of Jiang Wen's family is near the Third Ring Road. In Zhao Fusheng's view, if it is kept for ten years, it must have at least tens of millions.

"Hey, I bought it on a whim when I got married, and now I have to pay back the loan." Jiang Wen smiled and said.

For this kind of guy who has nothing to do and shows off, Zhao Fusheng is too lazy to complain about him.

Single aristocrats can't understand you and me, couples who have nothing to do and throw dog food, this is an inevitable thing, the same reason, an unmarried man like Zhao Fusheng, unintentionally show a wave of affection for a married old man Behavior is also very contemptuous.

"By the way, your daughter and wife have been living abroad. Haven't you seen them for a long time?" Zhao Fusheng asked Jiang Wen strangely.

Jiang Wen's wife is French, and her daughter's name is rather weird, so Zhao Fusheng remembers it very clearly.

Nodding, Old Jiang obviously wanted to say something, finally sighed, raised his head, and drank the mineral water in Zhao Fusheng's twitching mouth.

"I don't know how to take care of guests at all." Zhao Fusheng glared at him, walked to the refrigerator, took out a bottle of water, opened it, and drank it by himself.

Jiang Wen laughed, and didn't bother to say anything to Zhao Fusheng, so he walked to the side sofa and sat down.

"I said, why do you hate entering the entertainment circle so much?" Jiang Wen drank a bottle of water, seemed to be awake a lot, and asked Zhao Fusheng strangely.

From the time the two of them first met, Zhao Fusheng seemed to have an instinctive rejection of the entertainment circle, not that he looked down on people who were in the entertainment circle, but from Jiang Wen's point of view, it seemed that he was very resistant to contacting this circle.

"It's not that I hate it, it's that I don't think I'm suitable for this circle."

Zhao Fusheng replied casually.

"Not suitable?"

Jiang Wen was taken aback, and he didn't quite understand what Zhao Fusheng meant. In his opinion, Zhao Fusheng is undoubtedly very suitable for development in the entertainment circle. Not a big problem.

Don't underestimate the producer, Jiang Wen knows that there are actually a lot of profits in it.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged, nodded and said, "Yeah, think about it, my main business is advertising, and I haven't graduated yet. I'm doing well in the advertising industry and earning a good income. Why should I bother Entering the film and television industry, and starting from scratch?"

Jiang Wen was stunned, and then he remembered that the guy in front of him was already a well-known designer in the advertising industry. In other words, as long as Zhao Fusheng was willing, he could make a name for himself in the advertising industry. Why would he go to the entertainment industry? Muddy waters.