Chapter 1265 The next master

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There was a chimney on the copper pot in the courtyard, which made the flames very vigorously.

The soup rolls along the pot.

Five people sat around the table and ate, drank and chatted.

The two secretary Meng Jiahui and Lee Young-ai were tactfully sitting at another table next to him eating another pot.

From time to time, I would walk over to help a few people add wine.

In response to this, Feng Kuzi bowed and nodded his head and eyes without squinting.

Is this?

These two people are like carrots wearing straw hats - Little Red Man! He gave him three points of respect, and maybe he would be enough for a good word.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have come from the crew of "Farewell My Concubine" to show his attentiveness.

If you hug your thighs and recognize your elder brother, you must have the ability to see.

"You two are more beautiful than the immortals. I'll do these rough things." Feng Kuzi smiled and had a compliment, but maintained the sense of distance he deserved. He was so careful that he grasped this point...

"Xiao Wu, after saying so much, I think you should understand the purpose of my visit." Cheng Zhigu held the wine glass, "The sincerity is all in the wine."

As he said that, he raised his head and dried three cents of wine.

"Together." Wu Xiaozu hurriedly smiled and accompanied him with a glass of wine.

"The film "Women's Volleyball" has become a work that has caused a lot of responses in the tribute film types in recent years. Moreover, the cooperation between Yizhen II and Beijing Film Studio is also very pleasant. So I hope you can take on this cooperation..." Cheng Zhigu looked at Wu Xiaozu sincerely.

Faced with the old comrade's three-point mellow, three-point cunning, three-point shrewd and ninety-one sincerity, Wu Xiaozu also officially got up.

"In theory, you shouldn't make excuses when you say this to the factory manager.

But, to be honest.

I don’t have that much time arrangement, and I’m afraid I’ll delay the shooting task. Therefore, I dare not give you an answer."

Wu Xiaozu held up his wine glass, sincere and open-minded, "In the Western Regions, a crew of 147 people is looking forward to it, I can't give up halfway.

In January of the following year, the "Pulp Novel" I filmed in Hollywood will participate in the Sundance Film Festival, an independent film festival in the United States, and will also participate in many outpost awards to strive to be included in the Oscar shortlist. In February, the drama will be sent to Berlin for exhibition, and it will ultimately depend on whether it will win something at the Oscars.

This drama is not only my own hard work, but also the sweat of a lot of staff. In this way, I am afraid I really can't agree to your proposal from the director in time."

"Pulp Novel" will naturally not miss the awards season.

This time, Harvey Weinstein gave great confidence in this movie. Even the promotional and public relations fees paid in the early stage were not less than US$3 million.

No matter what the reason, Wu Xiaozu definitely cannot agree to Cheng Zhigu's proposal to prepare a "tribute film" immediately.

He is not a scumbag who takes off his pants and refuses to admit his conscience... Except for the contestants who are willing to sow seeds, he always leaves with someone to wash them clean~~~~ What is this? This means that you will never cause trouble to others.

"What Lao Wu said makes sense. This is the same as picking up girls. Although the more you make, you have to do it within your ability. You say yes, Lao Ma——" Tianzhuangzhuang picked a broad bean and sucked a mouthful of white chrysanthemum.

Ma Wei, who was drinking tiger bone wine, felt that he was being targeted.

"Actually it's okay. We guys are still young." Ma Wei went back to find a supplement.

"That's right, when Ma Ye went out to buy bottles and jars, he was all walking as fast as he could..." Feng Kuzi also changed the glass of tiger bone wine.

His physique is not as good as Ma Weidu.

"Oscar? That American?"

Cheng Zhigu carried a column of rinsed 'cucumber strips' on his chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth, so he was so hot that he was angry, "This is a good thing. Xiao Wu, I think you misunderstood me."

Whether it is a gift film or the main theme.

I'm not in a hurry to achieve success.

Art creation and film shooting have a regularity... This is also in line with the truth. My idea is that you can make corresponding requests, or send trustworthy personnel to contact us in the early stage.

We will prepare some preparations in advance, including venues, props, personnel, etc., first. Then everyone is determining a time. What do you think this is the case?"

Looking at the sincerity of the old man in front of him, Wu Xiaozu smiled and took the wine bottle, poured it for the other party, and then filled it for himself.

"Wu is so kind to this point. I'm really hard to refuse this cooperation project."

"Okay! There is no such thing as Cheng's factory manager? He said that he was old. The cooperation was reached. How can one cup be enough? I'll do it first when I drink three cups!" Cheng Zhigu stood up excitedly, rolled up his arms and sleeves, and took the remaining half bottle and raised his neck and killed it directly.

"Old Wu, okay--" Tianzhuangzhuang gave Wu Xiaozu a thumbs up, smiled and clinked his glasses.

Cheng Zhigu didn't know.

How could he not know?

What kind of friendship does he have with Lao Wu?

In Hong Kong Island and North America, Wu Xiaozu's own pay is probably astronomical for Beijing Film Studio today. Not to mention the time and labor costs they have paid?

To put it bluntly, Wu Xiaozu is definitely "making contributions" this time.

He naturally wouldn't mention this kind of thing now, but since he is a buddy, he always needs to find an opportunity to let the leader above know about this "friendship".

Wu Xiaozu himself couldn't say this.

He must do it.

"Old Wu, in the past, was the most noble writer. He said he was so proud of his face when he went out. But now all the writers have gone into the market to make money, and those who haven't gone into the market are also scolding those who go into the market and envious.

But your move is so noble and elegant. I have seen the master's style." Ma Wei said sweet and he didn't want money and opened his mouth.

He has this ability.

Every time I meet a stranger, I have to chat with you now, let alone this opportunity.

Don't listen, don't believe it.

Ya is very nasty.

Otherwise, he would not be able to fall into such a Guanfu Museum. This is not something that can be done by a child... What's more, he is still in Fujian Province now.

"So, Lao Ma, when you sell my stuff, you'll have to be cheaper?" Wu Xiaozu stuck to the other party's cheap words and climbed up.

"What's my little bit of oil in front of you, a capitalist? I must first learn from the group you become rich first, and then learn from your style. Now that you are an artist, I still have to strive for food and clothing.

If you take it step by step, it is easy to get the eggs if you take a big step. Now I borrow a heifer to rake the fields for me - let me be 13 more cows too."

Ma Weidu’s cheap words and tablets of Tanger are definitely one set after another for the old sows wearing bras.

"I am an artist now?" Wu Xiaozu laughed and joked.

"You've been an artist for more than a week."
Chapter completed!