Roaming in the world of film and television

(Note: The last few chapters of the volume will be written in thirty and nothing more. Everyone's plots are developed in parallel, not sequentially.)

The day after Fan's father had the operation.

In the small garden behind the hospital, patients in hospital gowns walk slowly alone, or are pushed by relatives and friends in wheelchairs, enjoying the rare warm sunshine in winter.

It's the end of December, and there will be more than a month before the Lunar New Year. According to the doctor, Fan's father will be able to go home before the Spring Festival.

This is a good thing for Fan Ma, Fan Shengying and Lei Lei. Of course, it is also a good thing for Guan Juer and Qiu Yingying, because finally they don't have to endure Lei Lei and that nagging Fan Ma anymore.

There was only one person who was not happy——Fan Shengmei.

In the pavilion near the small pond, Fan Shengmei, who was wearing a brown windbreaker, looked at Wang Baichuan angrily: "Is this his idea or yours? Did you mean to humiliate me in the end? Heh... you guys are in collusion, right? I thought you were an upright gentleman, but I never thought, Wang Baichuan, you are actually this kind of person."

She was very angry, her lips were trembling, and she was indescribably hysterical.

Wang Baichuan looked at the high school classmate in front of him who had a crush on him for a long time, and said that it was a lie to say that he had no feelings, but there are some things that you may be able to face normally if you don’t know them, but once you know them, it will be like a thorn in your heart , can never go back.

"Lin Yue told me about that. I was just one of his options, but I refused. So you don't have to be so hysterical to me. Miss Fan, after this incident, I don't think we will see each other again. Who it is, and who you are, it doesn't matter anymore."

The phrase "Miss Fan" was like a stick slamming into her heart. From "Xiaomei" at the beginning to "Miss Fan" now, it represented the distance between two people, and also declared Wang Baichuan's abandonment of her. .

"You really refused?"

She still couldn't believe it, how could Wang Baichuan refuse? Of course, if he chooses to agree, she will definitely be very, very angry, but instead of refusing, she doesn't know why, and she is a little frustrated.

Wang Baichuan said: "I don't need to lie to you about this matter, and I think Lin Yue was just joking with me, and he didn't choose me in his heart."

"He has such good intentions? I don't believe it." Fan Shengmei felt that Lin Yue would not miss any chance to make her look bad.

Wang Baichuan's gaze turned cold again: "That's all for now, please do it yourself."

After leaving this sentence, he turned around and left, leaving Fan Shengmei alone in the small pavilion, sometimes frowning, sometimes pondering, sometimes lost, in short, with a complicated expression.

...

That night, in a small restaurant near Nanjing Road.

There is a charcoal fire box in the middle of the dining table. The red charcoal emits bursts of heat, dispelling the chill around, leaving some residual warmth for the meat skewers, so that the stomach will not be too cold after eating.

A bottle of Dream 6 was placed in front of Wang Baichuan, and the glass in Lin Yue's hand was filled with beer.

"it's all over."

The meat skewers in front of Wang Baichuan didn't move at all, and he ate them like the peanuts given by the store.

Lin Yue picked up a grilled oyster and handed it to him.

Wang Baichuan waved his hand and didn't pick it up. Instead, he picked up the cup and took a big sip, frowning slightly.

Lin Yue said: "Meng Lu can make such an expression, I don't think you really have to let go."

"Believe me, drinking tonight is just to bid farewell to my previous life. The matter of Fan Shengmei let me know. In fact, a girl who is too ambitious is not suitable to be a wife. It is because I am beautifying her image too much."

"It's not that she is career-minded, it's that she has too much vanity."

"Maybe, it's all over anyway, let's drink."

Wang Baichuan raised his glass and touched Lin Yue.

Lin Yue said: "Do you know where your biggest mistake is in this relationship?"

Wang Baichuan shook his head.

"Are you too involved?"

"Two people get along, shouldn't they?"

Lin Yue said: "The more energy, time, money, these things, the more you give, the more you want to get something in return, the more you care about the other party, and the more you worry about loss. This will actually encourage women to ignore you, because No matter what you do, you will not leave. You are too afraid of losing, and your need for her is too strong. This imbalance will cause everything to collapse. So don’t devote all your energy to women, manage yourself well, and let it be OK, wealth, Connotation, culture, happiness...these are all worth pursuing in your lifetime."

Wang Baichuan pondered for a moment: "You're right, I cared too much about Fan Shengmei before, but I learned a lot from a pitfall, and I won't in the future."

Lin Yue nodded, very satisfied with his attitude.

In the TV series, Wang Baichuan’s 20W BMW was reluctant to buy, so he rented it. The first bag he gave to Fan Shengmei was 40,000 to 50,000. He also said that she deserves the best. You even make a wish that she deserves the best. Licking desperately, pretending to be rich, it’s okay to be a scumbag and lie to women, but it’s okay to say that to a little girl, or to a 30-year-old woman? There's a hole in the fucking brain.

The screenwriter is also funny. Now the pace of life and work is so fast. Under normal circumstances, a man chases a woman, and they are not allowed to hold hands for a week when they get along together.

Lin Yue threw the gnawed lamb chops into the trash can, took out a tissue and wiped his hands: "Since you didn't disappoint me, I will help you solve the problem of Xinjin Machinery Factory dragging you down and not paying for the goods."

"Will you help me? How?"

Lin Yue smiled, without elaborating, picked up the cup and handed it to him.

Wang Baichuan held back his bewilderment and picked up the cup to touch him.

...

a month later.

Nian Gen'er is at the height of his debts, so posting a reminder on Moments is awesome. A small boss like Wang Baichuan, if he wants money, he has to give gifts first.

This is the second time he came to see the person in charge of Xinjin Machinery Factory. He came back with a pair of five-star Moutais and two soft Chinas. After crying for a long time, the other party let him go and asked him to come back today. Maybe there is a letter.

"Mr. Liu, we have met many times. I won't say anything polite. I came here today just to get back the payment. You see, it has been delayed for so long. Now it is the end of the year. If I don't get the money again, I will I can’t explain to my family, and second, I’m sorry for the workers who live with me, Mr. Liu, please make sure to settle the payment this time.”

"Xiao Wang, don't be impatient, I'll help you call and ask about the company's finances." The middle-aged man with a big belly behind the desk picked up the phone and dialed it with a smile.

"Old Wu, it's like this. Wang Baichuan is here. His payment for the goods... um... um... um... ok, I see."

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Liu sighed, and said with regret, "Xiao Wang, it's not that I don't want to pay you, but the company's finances are also very difficult. It's the end of the year again, and we have to give year-end bonuses to the workers. All kinds of benefits, I have to go to the person in charge, and recently a shareholder has become emotional. All of these need money. As for your payment for goods, let’s discuss whether we can pay a part of it. First, after the year, next year’s benefits Come up, let's settle the balance in one go."

Wang Baichuan held back a sneer and said, "Then according to Mr. Liu, how much money can I take with me this time?"

Mr. Liu looked puzzled: "One-tenth, maybe 60,000, there will be no way for the financial side if there is more."

"60,000? It's not enough to pay the workers. Mr. Liu, this is all you have to pay after delaying me for more than two months? Thank you."

"Xiao Wang, don't get excited, it's business, I'm most afraid of being angry and irrational."

"I'm not angry, I'm sorry for you."

"What's the meaning?"

"Maybe on this day next year, you will be in prison."

Wang Baichuan took out his mobile phone and pressed the play button, and Bao Yifan's voice came from inside: "Manager Liu, I will continue to delay the payment from Wang Baichuan, and try to let him have a 'good' year...Good Mr. Bao."

"This... this... how do you have my phone recording?"

Mr. Liu's expression changed, but he quickly regained his composure.

Wang Baichuan said: "I know, this thing can't determine your criminal responsibility, it's a civil dispute. But it's not something to deal with you."

After saying this, he dialed a number: "As you expected. Give the evidence of Xin Jin's tax evasion to the people in the procuratorate."

Mr. Liu is stupid.

Are there moles in the factory?

Since Wang Baichuan can obtain the recording of his conversation with Bao Yifan, it should not be difficult to obtain evidence of corporate tax evasion.

Given the current economic situation, if there is no innovation, no background, no connections, no opportunities, and no skills, small and micro enterprises can still earn hard money, while medium-sized enterprises may not even be able to earn hard money, and do not engage in anything other than normal operations , TM went bankrupt a long time ago, so as long as there are traitors in the management, it is definitely not difficult to obtain evidence of fraud and tax evasion.

Wang Baichuan walked outside: "The 60,000 yuan should be reserved for Xinjin to pay the fine, and it can be considered as a contribution to society."

...

One and a half months later, in the Dadu River area of ​​Sichuan.

Standing in front of the dam, Wang Baichuan felt an indescribable sense of joy as he watched the water rushing down from the gate.

"Wang Baichuan, what are you doing there stupidly?"

Hearing Lin Yue's shout, he hurried into the well-maintained warehouse in front of him, and saw rows of fans and graphics cards on the shelves in a blink of an eye, he was obviously stunned for a moment: "Brother Lin, you brought me here What are you doing?"

Lin Yue turned his head, winked at him, and said with a smile: "Of course I want you to change to a promising job. It's just that the professional label is not good, but if someone asks, you can tell them that I am in finance."