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Chapter 88 086. That time and that moment is exactly like this moment!

Jiang Wen's producer Feng Ke was always absent-minded.

Su Chen deliberately asked: "Mr. Feng, when will our show start?"

"The funds are in place and can be opened at any time."

"How much more is left?"

Feng Ke looked down at the budget and pointed out two fingers.

"Still two hundred short?"

"two thousand."

Feng Ke obviously had a bad temper. He raised his chin at Jiang Wen and said: "This man refuses to add advertisements. I said that the banquet scene would cost 20 million to insert an advertisement. This man will do it."

Well, I can’t have any backbone.”

Jiang Wen also smacked his lips and said helplessly.

"Then didn't we say that we should stand and earn the money?"

Feng Ke sighed: "But that's a show, Jiang Wen, Jiang Wen, you really can't live without being crazy!"

Su Chen understood.

This was the opportunity he was waiting for.

"How much difference?"

"Isn't it just two thousand?"

He turned back to Jiang Wen and said, "Brother, are we short of this money?"

Jiang Wen was unsure: "Not bad?"

"Not bad." Su Chen said, "Isn't it just two thousand? Who will vote for the rest?"

"Emperor Boss."

"That's not the end of it. With his guarantee, give me three more days and I will find you all the two thousand in minutes."

Jiang Wen was stunned, and so was Feng Ke.

Twenty million.

Early 2009.

Can you find someone who saves scripts?

Feng Ke put down the budget sheet in his hand, raised his hands, and couldn't help but ask: "How dare you ask me, brother?"

Su Chen waved his hand: "I, Hu Wan!"

Jiang Wen knocked on the table and felt it: "This part is good, this part is good. When the time comes, add it to the script. Let me see where it is better to add it."

…

Come out from Jiang Wen's side.

The reason why he wanted the role of Hu Wan instead of the role of Liu Zi just now was because Zhang Guoli was very powerful. If Su Chen wanted the role of Liu Zi.

And Chen Kun has settled on Hu Wan, and when Jiang Wen is forced to face the situation, Su Chen may lose both ends.

So the role of Hu Wan is the best.

Su Chen called Zhao Qingren without hesitation.

As early as a year ago, Su Chen had told Zhao Qingren about this movie, and now the opportunity has come.

Of course you have to grasp it.

The final box office of "Let the Bullets Fly" was 700 million.

The total investment is about 130 million.

According to Su Chen's estimation, the investors did not make as much money as rumored outside, but at least they made three times as much money.

Zhao Qingren invested 20 million in this project.

Isn’t it better than throwing 20 million incense in "The Wind"?

…

During the recent period, Zhao Qing and Su Chen basically kept in touch with each other by phone about once a week.

It was eleven o'clock in the evening when Su Chen called.

"What are you doing?"

"For late night snack, I ordered crab."

"Why do you have supper at eleven o'clock in the evening?"

"Because I'm hungry."

Zhao Qingren probably ordered takeout and worked overtime alone at the company.

"Who can marry you from now on and eat such expensive food at eleven o'clock in the evening?"

Su Chen smiled and said, "I just ate Shaxian."

Zhao Qingren's silvery voice rang on the other end of the phone: "Actually, I'm pretty easy to take care of."

"I'm single now, so I eat more."

"After I have a partner, I become a little sheep."

Su Chen was stunned: "How do you say that?"

"Because when the little sheep is hungry, just give it some grass, hahaha!"

Zhao Qingren was laughing so hard, while Su Chen was helpless.

"Your driving skills are getting worse and worse. If you can't drive on the road, the wheel will hit me in the face."

Zhao Qingren on the other end of the phone twirled her fingers: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Su Chen thought about it and realized that asking for money just for making a phone call was a bit excessive.

"miss you."

Zhao Qingren was stunned for a long time: "Scumbag? How could you miss me? You clearly want to stab me."

"If you have time recently, come to Peiping and I'll treat you to a bullfrog."

Su Chen said: "There is an opportunity to make money."

"Jiang Wen's drama, right? Are you so sure?"

Su Chen had already discussed this matter with Zhao Qingren, so she had been preparing for it.

"Yes, two thousand. I think the current domestic film market can double this year's Lunar New Year holiday."

"I'll come to Peiping tomorrow."

Zhao Qingren said immediately: "You book the best hotel for me, I won't stay in your little shabby house."

Su Chen smiled and said: "No problem."

"correct."

"What's wrong?" Zhao Qingren held a crab in his hand and a phone between his legs.

Su Chen remembered something: "Actually, the last time we met, you picked me up at Hongqiao Airport. The figure from that time often appeared in my dreams. I am blurry about your appearance. I only remember that you were wearing a black trousers.

Socks.”

"I just want to take one more look at the memory of the one I remember so much, and pursue the long-lost memory in my dream."

Zhao Qing was silent for a long time.

"so……"

"You want to see me wearing black stockings?"

"If you want to see me, just wear it. Why are you so artistic?"

After saying that, the phone hung up.

…

The next afternoon, Su Chen took a taxi from the airport to take Zhao Qingren to the hotel.

Zhao Qingren is wearing a light gray fashionable windbreaker.

Jeans inside.

Seemingly seeing Su Chen's slightly disappointed expression, she playfully put her feet on the seat in front of her and lifted her jeans up a little.

Good guy, the fishnet black stockings at the ankles are exposed.

Su Chen frowned: "Quie's is good, but these are a little different from the black stockings in my dream."

Zhao Qing said shyly: "I'm so good at what I get."

I met Jiang Wen and Feng Ke in the evening.

Thanks to Su Chen's relationship, the investment and account sharing ratios were finalized in almost ten minutes.

The drama "Racing" was allocated to Zhao Qingren for a total of 17 million, which is about the same as previously estimated.

There should be some profits in the future, but not much.

Anyway, the bulk of the money has been received, and the subsequent income will be even better.

At the dinner table, Zhao Qingren and Feng Ke also confirmed the filming time of "Let the Bullets Fly".

Shooting will begin near Peking in two months at most.

Separated from Zhao Qingren and Su Chen.

Jiang Wen lit a cigarette and stood at the door of the hotel with a bulging belly. He squinted and looked at Su Chen.

"Why do I always feel that this kid seems to be prepared."

Feng Ke also lit a cigarette.

"How to say?"

"We were two thousand short, and you found two thousand the next day. That's awesome!"

Jiang Wen looked at the retreating figures of Su Chen and Zhao Qingren and narrowed his eyes.

"Awesome! When I was saving the book, I thought he was talented. When it came to acting, Zhou Yun also thought he was good at acting."

"Aren't the investors we found more beautiful than those Yingying Yanyan in our circle?"

Feng Ke took a puff of cigarette, and smoke filled the air in front of him.

"Does it look familiar?"

Feng Ke pointed at the backs of Su Chen and Zhao Qingren in the night.

"What looks familiar?"

Jiang Wen's eyelids started to twitch, feeling that Feng Ke had nothing nice to say.

"You were twenty-three back then."

"She is also thirty years old."

Feng Ke pretended to be serious.

Jiang Wen seemed to be caught in memories: "At that time, it was just like..."

"It's exactly like this moment."

Feng Ke put out the cigarette and stomped on the ground.

Jiang Wen continued to murmur: "Looking back suddenly..."

Feng Ke said: "Liu Xiaoqing suddenly jumped out of the darkness and asked you, who do you think I am!??"

Jiang Wen's expression changed and he interrupted directly: "Go, go, go!"

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