Chapter 191

The next day, Han Fei drove to Zhao Mengru's villa and found Lao Fan there.

"That's just right. I said it was time for Lao Zhao to bring it to you." Han Fei took the gift out of the trunk.

The three of them talked and laughed and entered the villa. Zhao Mengru was not polite at all. He opened the packing box on the spot.

"Hey, that's good. If you don't say the boy has a good eye, my bedroom just lacks such a picture. The batik picture is good. I'll have it mounted and hung inside another day. It's good." Zhao Mengru said two good things in a row. It seems that he really likes it.

Han Fei smiled: "that's why you don't dislike it. I really don't know the origin of this thing at first. It just looks very pleasant to your eyes. Just like it."

Old fan waved his hand: "the goose feather gift is light and affectionate. Don't be hypocritical. Look at the other box. I can't wait."

After Zhao Mengru opened it, he found that it was a fungus similar to a mushroom, but the mushroom looked very special, surrounded by a circle of mycelium similar to a lattice net.

Han Fei explained: "this is called bamboo fungus, also known as bamboo ginseng. It is said that it has been one of the eight treasures of grass since ancient times. It has the effect of Tonifying Qi and brain, calming mind and strengthening body. I happened to see it, and then I asked someone to get so many boxes with vacuum packaging to taste fresh for you."

"That's good. You have a heart." Zhao Mengru and Lao fan are very happy.

During the chat, old fan naturally asked about the film. Although he also arranged people in the crew, he was still more willing to believe Han Fei's judgment.

Han Fei did not hide: "there is no doubt about director Li's ability. He is too precise and meticulous. If the later shooting is smooth, it's OK. If it's not smooth, I'm afraid the current investment may not be enough."

"That's what I'm worried about. It's reasonable to say that an investment of $70 million in a war film is not much, but you know the current market environment. It's too difficult to recover the cost of a war film. I'm afraid there's not enough investment in the back of the play, and I'll have to add more money. Where will I go to invest at that time?" Lao Fan said the truth, and he was quite unjust, Obviously, he is not optimistic about the film, but due to his friendship, he can only invest. His only hope now is that the film can be finished smoothly and make himself lose less.

Han Fei shook his head: "in fact, I have a different idea."

"Oh? Tell me about it." Lao Fan was a little anxious.

"I think the market is determined by our filmmakers, not by the audience. The taste of the audience is becoming more and more tricky, which shows that their taste is also improving. What they like to see is not a certain type of film, but high-quality films. As long as the production is high-quality, the story structure is complete, and the actors' acting skills are online, I believe no matter what All the films can get good results. "Han Fei's tone is firm.

But old fan shook his head after listening: "but the risk is too great. In case there is a mistake, it will be all destroyed."

In fact, this situation is the same as writing novels. Some classifications are very popular, but they are badly written, but they can have good attention, while some unpopular classifications, even if you write well, are normal to be buried as long as you are not at the top.

But in fact, the theme is changing just like the taste of the audience. A theme is hot, and then everyone follows the trend to shoot the theme. If the audience is tired of it, naturally the theme will be abandoned.

Therefore, Han Fei still insists that as long as it is a high-quality work, even if it is not a subject of special concern, it can also get good results.

"If director Li wants to make additional investment in the later stage and someone wants to withdraw, I'll do it all." Han Fei cut the nail and cut the railway.

Old fan was so moved that he almost took Han Fei's hand and said: I have a daughter who marries you as his wife?

Eating instant boiled meat in winter is a very pleasant thing. Zhao Mengru, the host, naturally wants to treat a dinner. The three drove to a instant boiled meat shop.

The cheapest of the three cars is the president of Han Fei. At first glance, it is a rich man, which has attracted a lot of attention. Of course, it is mainly sour, most of them are a pair: bah, is money great? Your expression.

A group of three people entered the small private room, and then came a group of people, including men and women. One of the younger sister paper was not only beautiful, but also had a first-class figure. The man in front was fat in middle age and the Mediterranean. His eyes kept looking at the younger sister paper, and he almost didn't drool.

Mediterranean men seem to be regular guests here. The waiter took a group of people to the box on the second floor very diligently.

Mei paper glanced at the Mediterranean in disgust. The man was just going to stay away from him, but the entourage robbed the position early.

But she can only reluctantly be around men.

"The waiter ordered!" the Mediterranean man pretended to be a gentleman and asked his sister if she had any taboos.

Zhang Yue really has a little appetite, but this is also the producer of the crew. She is not easy to offend. She can only say: "there is no taboo, as long as it is not too spicy."

In order to show his wealth, the Mediterranean man ordered all hard dishes and pretended to be forced to say to a deputy director, "Xiao Li, I just forgot. Go and bring the box of Maotai in my trunk. We won't go back if we're not drunk while we're happy today."

The leaders set the tone, and the rest of the group understood what they meant and began to make an atmosphere. Of course, the ultimate goal is to persuade Zhang Yue to drink.

Zhang Yue is a little flustered. Although she has heard of many messy things in the entertainment industry, she still faces more and more frequent persuading people to drink. Zhang Yue is still lucky about her drinking capacity, but she doesn't know that the purpose of these people is not to make her drink, but to get her drunk.

However, Zhang Yue's drinking capacity really surprised the Mediterranean. He has been drunk for several times, and Zhang Yue hasn't poured yet.

"No, I have to go to the bathroom." Zhang Yue felt a little dizzy.

The Mediterranean man winked at another woman, and the woman followed up with interest.

Zhang Yue washed his face, but he didn't feel better. Instead, he became more and more dizzy and walked unsteadily.

On the other side, Han Fei was drinking and chatting. They were also in high spirits. Suddenly the door was pushed open, and a woman stumbled in.

The first three didn't care. They thought they were drunk. Han Fei didn't recognize her until another woman helped her up.

"Zhang Yue?"

The woman looked bad and wanted to quickly take Zhang Yue away. Han Fei came forward with a sneer and grabbed the woman's wrist: "put the man down."

"Who are you? Mind your own business. Be careful that you can't get out of the shop."

Han Fei shook off the woman, grabbed Zhang Yue from her hand and scolded: "I don't beat women in general. It's too late to roll now."

The woman wanted to be naughty. Han Fei slapped him and heard a crisp sound, which made the corridor reverberate.

The woman didn't expect Han Fei to really do it. She was stunned for a moment. Until her face was burning, she cried and ran out. Before leaving, she didn't put down a cruel word: "wait for me!"

Han Fei holding Zhang Yuegang wanted to explain to the two old men that this was his classmate. As a result, the two were old and unfit. They both had an ambiguous face. They didn't forget to gesture their thumbs at him: angry hair is a beauty, and people don't waste their youth. Needless to say, we all understand.

Well, Han Fei's mouth twitched. There seems to be no need to explain.