Behind the scenes of the entertainment industry

After seeing off Zhao Chenan, Zhou Cheng did not go upstairs directly. Instead, he packed up half a roast goose at a Cantonese restaurant at the entrance of the community and went upstairs.

"You kid, why did you take so long?" Seeing Zhou Cheng come back, Lin Li, who had already set the tableware, couldn't help complaining, then turned to the study and called: "Old Zhou, you're out to eat."

"I just had a chat with Brother Zhao, and I bought half a roast goose in Yindu." Zhou Cheng lifted the bag in his hand and gestured to Lin Li: "I specially asked for the plum sauce you like.

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"Oh, I even bought roast goose. Mom, your son seems to have really grown up. This must be the first time he has brought something home in so many years." After hearing Zhou Cheng's words, Zhou Ya grabbed the bag.

He walked over and said, "I also like plum sauce, so I'll take advantage of it."

"Who said that, your brother would secretly bring it to you whenever he ate and rolled around at your grandfather's house when he was little?"

"Mom, what are you saying? Your partiality comes from my grandfather. In the past, he would take out whatever delicious food he had when Zhou Cheng passed by..."

Hearing his sister's complaint, Zhou Cheng didn't reply. He was about to go to the kitchen to get a plate to serve the roast goose. When he saw Zhou Kezhi standing in a daze at the door of the study, he hurriedly called out: "Dad, it's time to eat..."

"Oh, it's time to eat..." Zhou Kezhi was slightly dazed, then came back to his senses and sat down at the main seat of the dining table.

"My son came back for dinner today and bought roast goose. Don't show off." Lin Li placed the plate of rice in front of her husband and warned her in a low voice.

"Dad, have two drinks..." Before Zhou Kezhi could reply, Zhou Cheng came out from the kitchen, holding a plate in one hand and half a bottle of Wuliangye and two empty cups in the other.

Zhou Cheng's performance today was somewhat beyond Zhou Kezhi's expectations.

Zhou Kezhi knew that Zhou Cheng might be able to behave decently in front of outsiders, but he couldn't bear the slightest grievance in front of family members.

Zhou Kezhi always appeared in front of Zhou Cheng as a strict father, but this aroused Zhou Cheng's rebellious psychology. What he couldn't stand the most was the disappointment Zhou Kezhi showed when he saw him.

In March, Zhou Kezhi called him "trash" at the dinner table, which made him feel wronged and he left angrily, not coming back for three months.

When he entered the house today, Zhou Kezhi also deliberately ignored Zhou Cheng to see if he had made any progress. Unexpectedly, he was not angry and was well-founded in his advances and retreats.

Zhou Cheng's initiative to send Zhao Chenan downstairs also surprised Zhou Kezhi. In the past, Zhou Cheng was somewhat self-righteous and would never have any contact with Zhou Kezhi's subordinates.

What surprised Zhou Kezhi the most was that Zhou Cheng actually took the initiative to buy braised vegetables and even proposed to have a drink with him. This was something Zhou Cheng had never done before.

"Lao Zhou, my son wants to drink with you..."

Lin Li's words brought Zhou Kezhi back to his senses and nodded to Zhou Cheng: "Well, you can drink some."

"Why are you looking down on me with just two cups? I can drink some with Dad."

"You're a girl, so don't drink. Hey... let's not do anything, okay? I'll get you a cup..."

"You know what's going on. By the way, help mom get a cup of yogurt. We can't just drink it and leave mom dry..."

"Guang can command me with his mouth. Zhou Ya, you have to drive back later. Let me get you a cup of yogurt."

"I'm happy today, so I have to drink. The worst I can do is not go back today, this is also my home."

Looking at the bickering siblings, Zhou Kezhi and Lin Li were both in a daze. It seemed that since Zhou Ya was admitted to Peking University and Zhou Cheng failed to be admitted to the High School Affiliated to the Renmin University of China as per Zhou Kezhi's request, there was nothing on the dining table at home.

The only sound of laughter left was the depressing sound of chewing.

Now it seems that everything is back, everything is back to the way it used to be as a happy family. It feels so good.

After dinner, Lin Li was pushed to the sofa by her siblings to watch TV. Zhou Ya, who lost the guessing game, was responsible for washing the dishes. Zhou Cheng took his father's cup and made him a cup of tea.

Knocking on the door, Zhou Cheng pushed the door open and entered with Zhou Kezhi's permission.

Zhou Kezhi was writing materials at his desk. He raised his head and glanced at Zhou Cheng. He didn't speak. He just tapped the table lightly and signaled Zhou Cheng to put the tea cup on the desk.

In the past, Zhou Cheng might have said hello and then quit, but today he was going to talk to his father.

"Dad, when I was sending Brother Zhao downstairs just now, I asked Brother Zhao to do me a favor." Zhou Cheng put down the teacup and sat down on the wicker chair opposite the desk.

Hearing his son's words, Zhou Kezhi frowned slightly, put down the pen in his hand, and stared at Zhou Cheng opposite him with piercing eyes: "What do you want from him? Why didn't you say hello to me?"

"Do you think Brother Zhao will make his own decisions?" Zhou Cheng did not flinch under his father's majestic gaze: "If it is not something he can do easily, he will definitely mention it to you."

Zhou Kezhi thought about Zhao Chenan's character, nodded, looked at Zhou Cheng and asked: "Is it for the artist in your hands?"

"No." Zhou Cheng shook his head: "I am planning for my future career."

"Layout?" Zhou Kezhi couldn't help but laugh when he heard his son's shameless words. Yes, he laughed sarcastically. He thought he knew something about his son's abilities, but he didn't think Zhou Cheng could say anything far-sighted.

Zhou Kezhi was even prepared for Zhou Cheng to slam the door after hearing his sarcasm.

But Zhou Cheng's reaction was once again beyond Zhou Kezhi's expectations.

Zhou Cheng picked up the cigarettes on Zhou Kezhi's desk, which contained 50 Chinese cans. Zhou Cheng took out one, lit it under Zhou Kezhi's surprised eyes, and took a sip. The taste of this special Chinese taste was indeed better than

It is soft and has the same sour plum fragrance, but it is softer and smoother.

"You actually started smoking?" Zhou Kezhi asked Zhou Cheng in a low voice while deliberately stimulating himself and suppressing the fire in his heart.

"I started smoking in school. When I first started smoking, I thought it was a kind of resistance to the pressure you put on me. I didn't expect that I actually became addicted to cigarettes in the end, and my so-called resistance became a joke." Zhou Cheng

He took a puff, and then laughed at himself: "Later, when I was at home, I tried my best to suppress my addiction to smoking in front of you, for fear of being seen by you. Now that I think about it, my appearance at that time is even more ridiculous."

Zhou Kezhi said contemptuously: "Then you are not going to hide your true nature anymore and break the pot?"

Zhou Cheng shook his hand and said to Zhou Kezhi: "How can I? My great future has just begun. I will succeed step by step and move towards glory."

"I don't see what's so brilliant about you, just relying on the artist you can't even control yourself?" Zhou Kezhi continued to express his views and stimulated Zhou Cheng.

After putting the finished cigarette out in the ashtray, Zhou Cheng smiled: "That was just an experiment. Although I encountered some setbacks, it also taught me a lot of experience."

"Let me tell you what experience you have learned." Zhou Kezhi saw that Zhou Cheng opposite him was not pretending to be relaxed, but rather curious.

"Through this period of time, I took him everywhere to contact announcements, as well as his own performance, which made me know that I can't aim too high. When he is not ready, rashly pushing him to a higher position will harm him. Of course, this

It’s the same thing for me.”

Zhou Kezhi nodded: "It's not easy to realize this. What else?"

"Secondly, it made me realize the importance of the circle. The entertainment industry is a circle culture. I am very fortunate that Nortel, where I work, is already a very energetic circle. This has also made me more determined about the path I want to take in the future. Now I am a leader

Artist, in a few years I will expand my career to artist training, film and television production and distribution."

"Film and television production requires a lot of capital investment, do you have it?"

Before Zhou Cheng could speak, a knock on the door interrupted the conversation between father and son. It was Zhou Ya who came in, carrying a plate of washed lychees: "What are you talking about? Come and try this year's latest concubine smile..."

"Ah, why is there such a strong cigarette smell? Dad, are you smoking again?" When she walked into the desk and was about to put the lychees down, Zhou Ya asked about the smell of cigarettes.

"Don't accuse me wrongly. This is what your brother did." Zhou Kezhi pointed at Zhou Cheng and said to Zhou Ya. Zhou Kezhi is now much more satisfied with his daughter than his son, but she doesn't want to go into politics and won't talk about it.

The object made Zhou Kezhi a little worried.

"Did you smoke it?"

"I smoked it." Zhou Cheng nodded.

"You can't smoke either. The cigarettes have been confiscated. Eat fruit."

"Dad, do you have any suitable unmarried young people over there? Introduce one to my sister and marry her off as soon as possible so that she doesn't have to worry about things at home."

"You don't have to worry about my affairs. Take care of yourself first." Zhou Ya reached out and hit Zhou Cheng on the head, then pushed the plate between the two of them, picked up the cigarettes and lighter on the table and left the study.