Wang Xiaole, who made another small amount of money, is now studying real estate near Yanjing.

Now he can finally fulfill his promise and let his grandparents come to Yanjing to retire.

"First of all, you need to be green, the air is good, and then you need to be caring about property management..."

Wang Xiaole also has his own selfishness.

This time I bought a house for the two elders and also bought a house for my mother. This would be a great filial piety and would definitely add points.

Actually, because Zhao Hanying now lives in Palm Springs Community.

Even if Lu Qianxue lives opposite the door, there are many things that are still difficult to operate.

The Queen actress must be used!

Under my mother's nose, I am always uncomfortable. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds by taking advantage of this opportunity?

"Director Wang, how do you feel about this Bihai Ark Community? Teacher Chen Baoming and Teacher Feng Yajun both live here."

In fact, Palm Springs Community is pretty good, but Wang Xiaole deliberately wanted to widen the distance between the house a little.

"Teacher Feng Yajun lives here too? Wait for me."

Wang Xiaole interrupted the assistant and immediately took out his cell phone and dialed Feng Yajun's phone number.

He has a good relationship with this film and television superstar who has achieved great success.

"Director Wang, do you still have time to call me?"

The first sentence Feng Yajun said when he answered the phone was inexplicably surprised.

"I've finished filming, of course I'm free. Teacher Feng, how do you feel in your community?"

"You want to buy a house? It's OK here, but we are all older generation guys, but there are no young and beautiful girls."

"Teacher Feng, don't talk nonsense. I bought it for my grandparents and mother."

Some things must be explained clearly for such an old scumbag.

"Then come and see the situation on the spot. I happen to be at home."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Xiaole always felt something was wrong.

The voice of Teacher Feng Yajun on the phone just now reminded him of the cunning Webmaster Wu, who had to help count money after selling people.

…………

It is not easy to live in Yanjing.

As the capital of China and the political and cultural center, the real estate prices in Yanjing are also very famous.

As long as you can own a larger three-bedroom apartment in Yanjing, you will be basically considered a millionaire.

Of course, well-known directors like Wang Xiaole, now in the entertainment industry, are authentic "middle class".

Just jump and stretch your hand to get rich and free.

Bihai Ark is actually an old community of some era.

However, when this community was built, it was mainly high-end villas, and the service targets were also high-net-worth individuals. The various repairs and maintenance of property management have been done well in recent years.

Especially the greening, the natural scenery composed of large areas of lawns and precious tree species makes people feel refreshed at first glance.

This place made Wang Xiaole fall in love with it immediately.

However, when Wang Xiaole visited Teacher Feng Yajun, he found that there were other people in Teacher Feng Yajun's home.

"Director Wang, we meet again."

Li Yida, the artist director of Guangxian Media, smiled and stretched out his hand to Wang Xiaole.

"Hello, Mr. Li!"

Wang Xiaole smiled bitterly, and indeed his feelings were right.

"We were just talking about Wang Xiaole's participation in the screenwriter of Death Flag. Now we see the real person. Does the screenwriter have the same name and surname or are you?"

Although everyone has speculated, Wang Xiaole still needs to confirm this matter.

"I'm not a screenwriter. I just helped Brother Kang and Brother Lin and others come up with some ideas."

Wang Xiaole has always done a good job in reliance on her youth and respecting her elders. In fact, many people in the circle have a good impression of this.

"oh……"

Feng Yajun dragged his tone and then changed his tone.

"Director Wang, what do you think of the Beiyang Navy back then?"

Wang Xiaole blinked his eyes and nodded, indicating that he knew a little.

"Director Wang, that's right. Next year, Light Chuanmou wants to create a historical TV series."

"The Beiyang Navy back then was the most powerful fleet in Asia, and we want to reproduce this history."

Listening to Li Yida's words, Wang Xiaole couldn't help but look shocked in his eyes.

Sure enough, these first-tier giants have much higher intentions than ordinary entertainment companies.

In recent years, China's economy has developed rapidly, the Chinese army has also been strengthening its combat power, and people's patriotism has become increasingly stronger.

The Beiyang Navy is an indelible memory of the entire Chinese nation.

It was from that period of history that China declined from its position as a great country and was reborn after a hundred years.

"The investment in this kind of film is too big, right?"

"It's okay, now the model and computer technology are relatively mature, and many things can be photographed."

Wang Xiaole swallowed the saliva in his throat: "Can I read the script?"

"The script is under preparation. In order to restore the truth, we can also chat casually today."

Wang Xiaole touched his nose: "It's not easy to say this, right?"

"Just just chat."

At the instigation of two "crawling" middle-aged men, Wang Xiaole blinked and thought for a while, and then began to say.

"In fact, those naval generals were all rare elite talents at that time. You can definitely take a picture of their study at John Niu's Naval Academy."

"Of course, there is no scene of a foreign romance in this kind of historical drama."

Suddenly, Wang Xiaole slapped his thigh.

"I remember when the Beiyang Navy went to pick up the ship, several sailors died of illness on John Bull and were buried in the cemetery there."

"We can explain this in the play, and then when we recall the clips in the play, we will place photos of our latest warships in front of their tombs when we go to visit the tombs."

"Well, Director Wang, wait a moment, is there such a thing?"

Li Yida and Feng Yajun obviously put some effort into that period of history, but they didn't know this at all.

"I remember some of them, I saw them in a book. Can we check them?"

"This is good, this is good, it's the finishing touch. Director Wang, please continue."

Wang Xiaole smiled and said, "I can't remember it. The main reason is that the screenwriter still has the final say in this thing. It is not appropriate to add something rashly."

"That won't work. You kid are obviously making excuses. You always have to bring out something today!"

Feng Yajun saw through Wang Xiaole at once.

Wang Xiaole's eyes rolled around.

He wouldn't continue to say that it would be of no benefit to say too much of this thing, but it seems that he has to explain something.

"I suddenly remembered a song that suits the Beiyang Navy. Can you see if it can be used?"

Feng Yajun and Li Yida were stunned for a moment.

By the way, Wang Xiaole is still a singer, the kind of person who arranges and writes his own lyrics.
Chapter completed!