Chapter 322

I stopped a taxi and arrived at the Peninsula Hotel, which was booked in advance. The environment was good, but the house price was not cheap. It was 6000 ocean a night, and it was only the price of ordinary suites. In fact, there were cheap youth convenient hotels, but the room was so small that only one person could turn around, which was commonly known as the pigeon cage. Naturally, it was impossible for the administration to help their boss book such a hotel.

After looking at the time, it was already 11 o'clock. Han Fei thought about it and sent a text message to Zhao Guang's MSN to tell him that he had arrived.

Zhao Guang was confused when he saw the information. He was also moved. Before that, he had repeatedly persuaded Jiang Qinghou not to come, but the other party still came.

"Have you just got off the plane now? Shall I pick you up?"

Han Fei replied, "I've arrived at the hotel. If it's convenient, let's make an appointment to talk tomorrow?"

"OK, I have to start work during the day, or shall we meet at night?" Zhao Guang returned the information, put his hands in the back of his head, and had a myriad of thoughts for a moment.

Han Fei returned with an OK gesture, turned off his laptop and ran around all day. He was really tired. He slept until 10 o'clock the next day.

Now that they have come, Xiangjiang is known as a shopping paradise. Han Fei naturally wants to buy some things back. There are a lot of brands such as cosmetics, clothing, shoes and bags here. Han Fei has not even heard of many brands.

Han Fei saw a beautiful little skirt. The little girl must be very cute. He was going to buy it. He found that he didn't know the height and size of the little girl at all. He was going to call Dong Jie.

The salesperson came over: "Hello, sir. Are you going to buy this skirt as a gift for your daughter?"

"Er... It's actually for my sister, but I don't remember her height." Han Fei shrugged helplessly.

The salesperson said, "do you have a full picture of her? Maybe I can help you."

Well, seeing her look very professional, Han Fei believed her. The salesperson said at a glance: "your sister should be about five and a half years old and is attending preschool? Her height should be between 98-103 cm. The clothes of our brand are relatively standard sizes. Your sister should wear M size."

Han Fei finally called Dong Jie to confirm, and set out her size by the way. Not to mention, the salesperson really has two brushes. The little girl is just 101 cm tall.

"Then wrap this skirt and the two over there for me, and the little shoes..."

Han Fei left with big and small bags. The salesperson next to him envied: "this mainland boy is really rich. He buys gifts for his sister. He doesn't blink for tens of thousands of dollars."

"That's right. You don't see what age it is now. People are much better than us. Every family lives in a big house. It's not like us to squeeze pigeon cages."

Interestingly, Han Fei encountered more than one wave of star scouts in the process of shopping, saying it could make him a big star.

Star scout has almost disappeared in the mainland, which makes Han Fei find many memories of Hong Kong films.

At the snack street agreed with Zhao Guang in the evening, Han Fei finally met the legendary character, but he didn't know it was very pleasant to see his dress.

"Han Fei."

"Zhao Guang."

It can be seen that Zhao Guang should be a person with high self-esteem. Even if he meets the boss of his old classmates, he is still neither humble nor arrogant.

In a large stall, he ordered some oyster barbecue and so on. Zhao Guang touched Han Fei gently and poured a mouthful of beer.

"This is my first time to Xiangjiang. You have lived here for so many years. Can you tell me about this place?" Han Fei suddenly smiled.

Zhao Guangleng for a moment, put down the kebab in his hand and wiped his mouth: "let's say, our generation grew up watching Hong Kong films, TV dramas and films. The reason why I was admitted to the film academy was influenced by Xiangjiang films."

"Later, I couldn't stay in the mainland. When I came here, I thought this would be the place where I dreamed to set sail. As a result... As I am now, you can see that there can't be any hope here."

Han Fei asked curiously, "Oh? What do you say?"

Zhao Guang took another sip of beer: "let me tell you, Xiangjiang people are very exclusive. At first, I thought it was because I can't speak Cantonese, so I spent two years working hard to learn it. Now Cantonese is better than anyone, but what's the use? A crew in Xiangjiang who serves tea and water is paid more than me."

"I've been working as a lighting engineer, photographer and screenwriter from the field to the deputy director. What haven't I done in recent years? The script I wrote won the TVB viewing champion, but it's useless. People still take care of their own people when they have the opportunity. This is the reality. I theorized with the above, and people asked me to get out..." Zhao Guang drank too much.

Han Fei was more confident: "since life is not satisfactory, why don't you go back?"

"Go back? How do you go back? I haven't submitted less resumes to film and television companies over the years, but I didn't even give me the last call, and I didn't even give me an interview. Later, I learned that it was the grandson who said hello behind his back. Who would offend the rich and powerful Lord for an unknown little director?" Zhao Guang's voice was too high for eight degrees.

"In that case, you have no reason to refuse my invitation. Although I don't know who the grandson you said is, he shouldn't threaten me."

Perhaps the self-confidence in Han Fei's words moved Zhao Guang. He smiled dimly: "no, this kind of thing can't survive by a cavity of blood. I heard Hou Zi say that your company has only been open for four years so far this year, but he can't fight him."

"Whether you can fight or not, you have to try. Since you have nothing, why don't you try to bet?" Han Fei said.

Zhao Guang waved his hand: "come on, man, stop talking. I know you're good for me, but I really can't bother you. Do you understand the pain of losing everything? I'll try alone..."

With that, Zhao Guang fell down on the table and died drunk. Han Fei sighed helplessly: "Lao Xi, check out."

Several taxis were stopped for fear that Zhao guangtu would vomit in the car. Han Fei had no choice but to give the car wash money first with the money.

When we arrived at the Peninsula Hotel, we arranged another room for Zhao Guang'an and worked hard until more than 11 p.m.

The next day, Zhao Guangyi opened his eyes and found himself lying in the suite of peninsula hotel. The whole person was not well. He knew how expensive it was. He was holding his wallet and crying silently.

The phone rang in the hotel.

"Hello, sir, is it convenient for your breakfast service now?"

"Hmm? I didn't book breakfast."

"Oh, Mr. Han in Room 806 booked it for you."

"Well, can I return it?"

"But Mr. Han has already paid."

Zhao Guang remembered that he had visited Han Fei last night to spit bitter water. In the end, he seemed to break up without even buying a single. It's a shame.

Just thinking, a waiter brought a rich breakfast. Zhao Guang swallowed his saliva. He drank and didn't eat anything last night. He also vomited several times. Should the breakfast in a five-star hotel be not cheap? People spend all their money and can't return it. Why don't you try it?