I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 437 435. A life conversation that changes your destiny

"Is your driver's license... real?"

In Hu Guang's Mercedes-Benz at the entrance of Roosevelt, Xu Xin looked at the driver's license issued on March 19 and asked speechlessly.

He found out from Yang Mi that this girl had been driving without a license.

To be honest, I was so scared that I broke into a cold sweat.

Although looking back now, this girl's driving skills seem to be quite solid...she was able to safely transport her drunken self from the Magic City back to Yanjing that day...

But what should be feared is still fear.

Once upon a time, it was the same when he was learning to drive.

Before I got my driver's license, I touched a few cars and felt that I was driving too fast. I caught him on Linzhou Avenue at two o'clock in the morning, driving the old BMW 7 Series that was given to him for training at top speed, as if he had the whole world in his hands. Come on and enjoy the passion of this V8.

I think going to a driving school is a complete waste of time, and at most it’s nothing more than learning how to bankroll.

Even learning to dump the library is a waste of time.

In Shenmu, he parked his car in the middle of the road... who dared to care?

But after getting his driver's license, after that period of excitement, and even after abandoning the little red Ferrari, from the old A6 to the Volvo, he drove slower and slower and more meaty.

Speed ​​and passion are not as important as reaching the destination safely.

Even the traffic jam in the evening rush hour in Yanjing is nothing more than a pleasant time to smoke two more cigarettes and listen to two songs.

He didn't know why his mentality became like this. He felt like a "little old man" who had lost all his youthful frivolity after turning thirty.

But it is true, looking back now, I dared to drive the car for 100 kilometers on the main road in the city when I just knew how to control the steering wheel... it was so stupid.

The most important thing is that I haven't fastened my seat belt yet.

You are really joking with your own life.

Therefore, when he looked at Nazha's new driver's license, he felt particularly unreliable.

I even thought, "I didn't drink much anyway. I'll drive it myself, or I'll get caught and pay a fine."

But after Nazha heard what he said, she hurriedly said:

"Don't worry, Director Xu. Although I just got my driver's license, I have been driving for more than a year, and I got full marks on all the subjects I took the test. There will be no problem!"

"Well……"

Hearing this, Xu Xin took another look at her ID card information...

Good guy.

May 2, 1992... I will officially turn 18 on May 2 this year.

Is this a driver's license that was obtained in advance?

Looking at the place where the photo is issued...

Kangding City, Ganzi, Sichuan and Chongqing.

"..."

What does it mean? The driving school system there is not yet connected nationwide?

Be good.

Reluctantly, he handed her his driver's license:

"Let's go. Send me back."

As soon as he finished speaking, a commercial car came to the side of the Mercedes-Benz and sounded its horn twice.

At the same time, the door of the business car was also opened, facing the window where Xu Xin was.

Seeing this, he lowered the window, looked at Qian Pengcheng sitting in the middle row seat and asked:

"Mr. Qian, do you have any other instructions?"

"Hahaha~ I don't dare to give instructions."

Qian Pengcheng shook his head with a smile and whispered:

"This time, let Director Xu..."

"Hey, Mr. Qian."

Xu Xin waved his hand:

"It's too unorthodox for us friends to say these things. Do I still know who you are?"

After saying that, he took the cigarette case and stretched his hand out of the car window and handed Qian Pengcheng a cigarette.

Then he said:

"Whether it's us or Mr. Xue, this matter is not a big deal. To put it bluntly, even if Mr. Qian really wants to film this script, how can I not give him face? Isn't it just the copyright of a novel? Mr. Qian can get it if he wants. Take it directly, isn’t it easy to say?”

"Hahahaha~"

Xu Xin handed over the cigarette, and Qian Pengcheng prepared the lighter. Commercial vehicles and Mercedes-Benz were parked side by side on the road on the Bund, ignoring traffic rules and allowing passengers to communicate.

Lit a cigarette, Qian Pengcheng shook his head:

"We are friends with Director Xu, so we can't handle things like this. Director Xu can just rest assured about this script."

"certainly."

Xu Xin responded with a smile:

"Mr. Qian will go back tomorrow?"

"Well, there is still something going on over there."

"That's alright... let's see when I go to Changsha, or when Mr. Qian comes to Yanjing, let me do my part as a landlord."

"Haha, then I'll have to give Director Xu a big meal..."

"Hahaha……"

After chatting for a while and finishing smoking a cigarette, Qian Pengcheng dropped the cigarette butt and nodded to Xu Xin:

"Okay, then Director Xu goes back and has a rest early."

"Well, Mr. Qian, have a nice trip tomorrow!"

Upon hearing this, Qian Pengcheng responded with a smile:

"Well, Nazha, you have to take good care of Director Xu and send Director Xu back safely, you know?"

Nazha lowered her car window and said politely and respectfully:

"Okay, you can rest assured about the money."

When she spoke, her eyes were full of surprise.

No one knows better than her the importance of being named by such a leader.

Then, the commercial vehicle left.

Xu Xin also raised the car window:

"Let's go."

"Okay, Director Xu."

Mercedes-Benz's iconic car, although called "meat" by many, is full of elegance and smoothness, and the vehicle moves slowly.

The three of them drank two bottles of red wine today.

Not much.

As for the stamina...that's it.

After getting in the car, as usual, he dialed Yang Mi's phone number.

"Dudu..."

The phone rang for a while, and amid the loud music, Yang Mi's voice rang:

"Hello."

"...It's not over yet?"

Listening to the loud music, Xu Xin glanced at his watch.

It's already past 9 o'clock.

"No, I guess it will take a while."

Today is Yang Ying's lunar birthday, and Yang Mi went to send her a blessing. In addition, Huang Xiaoming invited a lot of people in the circle to help Yang Ying expand his network.

As a "sister", she has to go and set the stage for her sister.

"Is the child okay?"

"It's okay. Before you called me...about ten minutes, I called our dad. He was already asleep~ Hehe, I can drink some wine secretly, okay?"

"Have you prepared the milk in advance?"

"of course."

"Then drink, but be careful not to drink too much. This stuff is harmful to your health after all... Is there anyone around you to take care of you?"

"Tingting is here."

"That's fine."

"Is it over with you?"

"Well, Yu Zheng..."

After briefly explaining the matter, Yang Mi said:

"Just by offending a Hunan TV station, his road is basically over. From now on, he will at most hang out with some unscrupulous investors or local TV stations... Okay, that's it, he won't kill everyone. This man is also a villain. , I jumped over the wall when I was in a hurry, and even if I wasn’t afraid, I would still be in trouble.”

"That's why I didn't take a stand."

Leaning on the comfortable back seat of the Mercedes-Benz, Xu Xin said calmly with half-squinted eyes:

"If I really express my stance, I will force him to death. Mr. Xue and Mr. Qian are actually looking at my attitude, and looking at his dizzy behavior today, I know that I can't force him to death too much. People. Once there is no bottom line, there are too many things that can be done within the tolerance of the law.

Although it sounds a bit cruel to say it, the fact is that he is not a person with no ability to fight back. Not to mention anything else, it can be seen from Aunt Zhao's incident that the power of online public opinion is getting stronger and stronger. It is simply a golden age to influence public opinion. So I left him a way out. "

The couple's tacit understanding allowed Yang Mi to guess his intention as soon as he opened his mouth:

"Are you waiting for him to come to you?"

"Um."

Xu Xin responded:

"He took the initiative to come to me to admit his mistake, so I just tweaked him a little, and the matter of the script was revealed. I gave him time, but I didn't give him time for this matter. It all depends on whether he is a smart person. After all, as soon as Mr. Xue said that he wanted to use the connections in Modutai, I knew that enough was enough.

His little energy won't hurt us, but if he really can't survive in this circle, no one can predict what he will do next once he breaks free of the dog chain around his neck. so……"

Looking at the neon flashing outside the window, Nazha's eyes kept changing, from doubt, to thinking, to suddenness and then to a vague emotion of envy and awe, he said:

"Just let him know it hurts. A dog that can be chained will be honest after being beaten with a stick. But a mad dog without a chain, you must always be on guard against him giving you a bite when you are not paying attention. He doesn't want to leave this Vanity Fair, this It’s the strongest dog leash around his neck.”

"Well……"

After hearing this, Yang Mi naturally would not refute.

She was just thinking...

According to her husband's thinking, is there anything in this matter that she can use?

Not to myself.

It's for these little wolf cubs who are waiting for food.

Thinking of this, she said:

"Let me think about it... let's wait until you come back. Is Nazha next to you?"

"Hmm. How did you guess it?"

"Hehe~"

Hearing this, the young woman narrowed her eyes:

"How smart I am, you can tell from the names you called Xue Haifeng and Qian Pengcheng. How about the speakerphone?"

"No. She is taking me back to the hotel now. I drank about... half a bottle of red wine."

"Well, let her drive carefully."

"I know...I miss you."

"Hehe, I miss you too~! When you come back, shall we go for an outing in Miyun?"

"If you step too far, the grass will turn yellow."

"Oh, the late spring cold is over... the spring is coming. Okay, I won't tell you anymore, thank you for your hard work, kiss you~MUA~ I'm done."

"Well, remember to tell me when you get home."

"Um."

Although these few words were not sweet words, they were more than enough to put the other person's concern into her heart. After hanging up the phone, Yang Mi walked out of the silent box of the nightclub.

Opened the next door.

Including Huang Xiaoming, a group of people were drinking happily in the box.

Yang Ying, who was wearing a diamond crown that Huang Xiaoming spent for who knows how much money, was beside the black swan cake, holding her boyfriend's hand and watching him with a smile on his face as he played with others...

Once upon a time, the young model who used cheap cosmetics and wore fake designer brands has now transformed into an entertainment star who is not a big hit, but is still somewhat famous.

Destiny has been very different.

To be honest, as far as female artists in the entertainment industry are concerned... her innate (artificial) advantages have slowly begun to become apparent.

That's the face that Huang Xiaoming is obsessed with.

Her conditions are really good. Although it is still unknown how high it will reach in the future...

But it can already be said that the first clues have emerged.

It's just a pity...

No matter what happens, I can never be honest with her.

Because from the beginning, it was just a transaction.

A... "win-win" deal.

All she wants is the value of the other person.

Without using one's own resources, the more successful she is, the greater her potential and direct value will be in this transaction.

Looking at Yang Ying...

After drinking some wine, the young woman felt some emotions that would not normally appear in her heart.

But……

Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind.

Not your own resources?

For a moment, the young woman seemed to have thought of something.

I have an idea in my mind.

some things……

It seems there can be a better solution.

If the dog is sensible and willing to be put on a chain obediently.

…

Xu Xin didn't know what kind of "bad news" came out of his wife's eyes as soon as she rolled her eyes.

He is currently troubled by a problem.

"Director Xu, can I...ask a question?"

"You ask."

"You...do you think I'm suitable for the entertainment industry?"

"..."

The question asked by this little girl who was still more than a month old made Xu Xin frown.

I couldn't answer for a while.

Although he is already in... or rather he and his wife are both in this vanity fair.

However, after gradually understanding the nature of this circle, if he compared this little girl to his cousins, cousins ​​or other relatives, then he must ask himself, he must not want the other party to come in.

This circle...

Ordinary people really can't play it.

But in 2006, when he was still so childish on the set of "The Golden Jacket", he would say this.

But now, he doesn't know how.

Because... everyone has the right to make a choice about their own destiny.

Others have no right to interfere.

So, after thinking for a while, he asked:

"Why do you want to enter this circle? What is your purpose?"

"……money."

The girl gave a very intuitive answer:

"Make lots and lots of money."

"...To treat your father's illness?"

"On the one hand. With money, I can cure my father's illness and let my parents live a good life. They can live in a big house, enjoy life and take good care of themselves... My sister can be a mother without having to work so hard. Stewardess, you can buy what you like..."

What can be called a simple and unpretentious wish was placed in front of Xu Xin.

Yes.

It's downright unpretentious.

I just want my family to live a better life, that's all.

Xu Xin had no way of guessing, nor did he want to guess whether her "own" obsession was hidden in her words.

There is no need to be so serious.

He just recalled the other party's performance in the audition for "Hawthorn Tree".

Poor.

rusty.

Like a layman who knows nothing.

After thinking for a while, he asked:

"Have you considered other options?"

"It happened before...Sister Mi and I also talked about it."

Perhaps it was because after visiting Director Xu's home once, she got rid of the strange feeling of awe in her heart.

Or maybe he felt that Director Xu was in a good mood at the moment.

Or maybe he finally found the right time, and when he was alone, he hoped that Director Xu could "give" him a chance to change his destiny...

She said:

"I have practiced dancing since I was a child. My dream is to join our dance troupe in northern Xinjiang and have a regular job... because in my father's opinion, girls who have stable jobs... will not have to worry about getting married.

My studies were not good, and it was difficult to find a way out in cultural classes. No matter how low my score in Beijiang was, I still couldn't get into a prestigious university.

But the quota for the current dance troupe is also very tight... Originally, you had to spend money to cultivate connections to get in, but since my father was diagnosed with a heart disease, all the money in our family has to be reserved for his treatment...

I...can't think of a better way to make money. Originally, if I fought hard this year, I would have the last chance to join the dance troupe. Because I heard that the dance troupe is also going to be restructured, plus... I haven't practiced dancing in a professional environment for a long time..."

"Have you taken the college entrance examination?"

"...No, the college entrance examination is in June this year."

"..."

Seeing the silence of the leader in the back row, Nazha unconsciously tightened her grip on the steering wheel.

She didn't know what to say anymore.

There was silence all the way.

Until the front of the hotel.

The girl in decent attire got out of the car and opened the door for Xu Xin.

After Xu Xin got out of the car, with the help of the moonlight, she looked at her face that would be stunning to anyone, whether it was the first sight or the whole time...

I gave my final suggestions after thinking about it all the way:

"No matter how busy you are, you still have at least two months. Now that you have a foundation in art...then try to apply for Beijing Film Academy. I can help in this regard." (Note 1)

"!!"

Under the girl's wide-eyed expression of surprise, Xu Xin said:

"Remember, at any time, learning is the best way to cross classes. This is always true."

(Note 1: In fact, the art test for art students is different from the college entrance examination. Don’t worry about the timeline here. Just think that she is taking the art test for the college entrance examination. I have my own arrangements for the subsequent plot)

My wife's two inflammation indicators are not good enough, and she will have a blood test tomorrow to see if she can be discharged from the hospital. But my condition has improved a lot. I will try to resume normal updates tomorrow, at least double updates of 10,000 words!