Chapter 323

At about ten o'clock, in the high-rise cafe of the hotel, Zhao Guang saw Han Fei looking at the scenery alone and walked over silently.

"Did you sleep well last night?" Han Fei turned back and smiled at him.

Zhao Guang was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry to cost you."

Han Fei smiled in his heart. It's OK. It seems that his water chestnut has been polished a lot over the years. He wrote him an IOU or something without meeting him.

"Before, I didn't understand why the rich in Xiangjiang film and television dramas always like to force on high-rise buildings in downtown. Now it seems that this angle can really see different scenery. From here, it seems that they can trample others under their feet."

Han Fei's endless words made Zhao Guangmei's head wrinkle. Hasn't he been trampled on by people without dignity these years?

"Here are all the information of our company. You might as well give the answer after reading it."

Han Fei handed Zhao GUANG the information printed by the hotel last night, and then turned his head and looked at the endless crowd below. There was no emotion in his tone: "When you are a grass on the horizon, don't expect others to see you in the distance. Even if they walk past you or even step on you, there is no way. No one will take into account your feelings, because you are just a grass. If you want people to see yourself, let yourself become a tree, a huge tree that blocks out the sky and the sun, and make the world tremble."

Zhao Guang's hand trembled with information. For so many years, he even thought his heart was dead.

After a while, Zhao Guang closed his eyes, took a deep breath and tried to calm his voice: "I'll go with you."

Han Fei turned his head: "bird film and television, welcome to join."

In fact, this is also the last chance Han Fei gave him. If Zhao Guang pushes off again, Han Fei will turn around and leave without hesitation. He always believes that film and television plays are a story that a small group of fools weave their dreams into pictures to show to most people, and the director is the soul of the story. If the directors are just a walking corpse, what else can we see ？

In Han Fei's opinion, all the famous directors in the world are a group of "fools" who do not admit defeat.

For example, Tsui Hark, he has won countless stars and countless honors. From martial arts films to comedies to gangster films, ghost films, literary films and 3D films, he has never stopped and has been pursuing innovation.

Compared with Wang Jing, who has the title of king of rotten films, Tsui Hark is a fool living in his dream. In reality, countless people waved money and shouted to him: Why are you so tired? Just copy it, and you can make a lot of money with your reputation.

Of course, no one has a smooth road. Tsui Hark also has box office. He tasted the bitter fruit of failure when he spent a lot of money to shoot [new Shushan swordsman] in 1983. After 18 years, Tsui Hark remake [Shushan] again. This time, he lost even more. With a investment of 100 million yuan, the box office was only more than 30 million, which can be described as a loss.

Even if he has already become a legend in the Chinese film industry, Tsui Hark is Tsui Hark. He will never become Wang Jing. He is still the dreamer.

......

Zhao Guang originally signed a one-year contract with the company, which expired at the end of the year. The new contract has not been signed yet. It is not just him, but all mainland employees, while locals basically have a long contract of three to five years.

So for Zhao Guang's sudden resignation, the boss showed enough shock: "Oh, Guangzi, don't listen to other people's nonsense. Where is it so easy to mix in the mainland? You'd better stay. If it's a big deal, I'll tell the boss and ask him to give you a raise. Ah, after signing this contract, you can get 30000 Hong Kong dollars a month. Think it over."

Zhao Guang sneered. If he wasn't competent enough, the grandson would keep himself? 30000 yuan a month seems a lot, but don't forget that this is Xiangjiang. An aunt who washes dishes needs more than 10000.

Seeing Zhao Guang's insistence on leaving, his boss is in a hurry. This boy can make up, guide and be a photographer. Most importantly, he has no foundation. It won't be so easy to let him go.

"Guangzi, don't toast and don't punish. I have something to do with the mainland. If you dare to step out of here, I'll let someone block you. Do you believe it?"

"Oh? I don't believe it, why don't you try?" Han Fei waited outside for a long time and thought something had happened. As soon as he came in, he saw the scene and joked.

"Hey, who are you? Irrelevant people leave quickly, or I'll call the security guard." the fat man flushed with anger, but it seems that he became angry after being exposed. If he had something to do with the mainland, he would have gone to the mainland earlier. Where would he take this broken place?

"Have you finished? Let's go." Han Fei ignored the goods and told Zhao Guangdao.

Zhao Guang nodded and followed with his luggage. The fat man was furious behind him.

"See, sometimes those seemingly too powerful to touch are just paper tigers," Han Fei said with a smile.

"HMM." Zhao Guang couldn't help laughing at the fat man's funny appearance. This was his first heartfelt smile in so many years.

Back in the capital, Zhao Guang was as curious about everything as grandma Liu when she entered the Grand View Garden. On the way back to the company, the driver asked him, "young man, haven't you returned to the capital for a long time?"

Zhao Guang almost couldn't help crying: "yes, five years, not six years. It's changed so much that I don't know each other."

The driver looked at it and said, "Oh, you should have come back from abroad?"

"How can you tell?"

"Hey, I can't tell how many overseas Chinese I've pulled over the years. We've changed a lot..."

After chatting with the driver for a long time, Zhao Guang didn't mean to be impatient at all, as if he wanted to make up for all the Mandarin he hadn't spoken in recent years.

"This is our company." Han Fei patted Zhao Guang on the shoulder. Originally, he was going to take Zhao Guang to settle down first, but he insisted on coming to the company first and let him have a look.

Zhao Guangshen took a deep breath, followed Han Fei behind, and listened to Han Fei introduce himself to the layout of the company. Although he had seen these in the materials, they were not as shocking as what he had seen with his own eyes, especially when he saw the special effects department and looked at the dazzling modeling and special effects animation. He knew that his choice was right.

"Lying in the trough, I'm looking forward to your boy." Jia Youqian rushed over when he saw Zhao Guang.

Jiang Qinghou also beat a fist on Zhao Guang's shoulder with rare excitement: "your boy is back."

"I'm back." Zhao Guang's eyes flushed and trembled.

Han Fei didn't bother their old classmates to talk about the past. He came out of the company directly. He was too tired on this business trip, so he asked Jiang Qinghou to toss with them. Instead, Zhao Guang couldn't let him go there.

But as soon as he got home, there came an uninvited guest.