Chapter 227 225. Quite handsome

  Is the tempura at Sanju delicious?

tasty.

   Really good.

   Especially that... fried eel.

  Because I didn’t grow up by the sea, I asked Xu Xin to tell the difference. I couldn’t tell the difference between conger eel and conger eel, but the taste was indeed delicious.

   But his temperament is like this.

   It’s no wonder that Wang Sicong and Lang Lang thought he was boring.

  Because he does not have any concept of enjoyment that pursues the ultimate "beauty".

  Other people are pursuing high material and high enjoyment. What red wine must be drunk from several major wineries, what clothes must be handmade, and what luxury cars and famous watches are for.

  Does Xu Xin have these?

   Both.

   But the problem is that having and being "fine" are two different things.

   Let’s take today’s bottle of Jirocho’s Daiginjo as an example.

  After drinking half a bottle, Xu Xin felt that the wine was very tasty and quite comfortable.

  Wang Sicong began to show off his stink, such as the practice of Daiginjo, how to keep the wine body clean, and the smooth and smooth taste...

  He doesn't necessarily understand all these things, and he doesn't necessarily say everything right.

   But if you show it to braggadocio, it is definitely a talking point.

  And he may have learned about these things specifically, such as the history of the brand Jirocho, how many consecutive years it has won awards, and so on.

  Some are hearsay, such as Lang Lang curiously asked "Is there a kind of chewing wine in Japan", and then Wang Sicong began to popularize science. What a virgin, brothers are clean and hygienic, what are dedicated to the gods...

  Does Xu Xin understand?

  Bullshit doesn't understand.

  But when he heard that someone spit out the eaten rice and used it to make wine...

  He was shocked.

  I didn’t drink this Daiginjo any more, and turned to a draft beer instead.

  Even if Wang Sicong gave him science education with a face full of disgust, this wine is made by a machine...

That's not OK.

   You see, he is such a person.

  The idea he believes in is that there are some things that I don’t need to understand, as long as I have them, that’s enough.

   What Ferrari, Patek Philippe, or antiques that can be seen everywhere in the house, the red wine Barabara sent by Jay Chou.

   I have it, that's enough.

   But you let me show off to others...

  I have the time to go to brag with my friends after learning about the history of something, information in the industry, or some incredible secret. I might as well lie in bed and sleep.

  So, in some respects, he is a very particular pragmatist.

  But because the two of them explored their "hobbies" at the beginning, he would always unconsciously think about today's meal...Why can the three of them talk for so long about the history and culture of a bottle of wine...

   Isn’t wine just for drinking?

  Drink until slightly tipsy, lie down comfortably on the bed in a daze and sleep.

   Isn't this the end?

   Do I have to know its history before I drink it? Do you know how this rice is grown? How did you charge it? How is it brewed?

  Then if I eat a sheep, don’t I have to consider whether the sheep will let me eat it while it’s alive? Do you want to be eaten?

  Aren't you tired?

   But... To be honest, Wang Sicong is like this after drinking.

   Nagging.

   Ink.

   I just want to be a Maiba.

   Chatting, chattering, chattering non-stop.

  Knows everything, knows a little bit about everything, but still likes to pretend to know best.

  While drinking draft beer, he was planning to let someone fry a chicken leg to shut up the grandson's mouth. When we changed the subject, suddenly, Mr. Cui from the table just now came to toast.

  After hearing "President Wang", Xu Xin and Lang Lang also turned their heads at the same time.

  Xu Xin is the "third from last" guest, and the direction of these four people is behind his right hand. But when we were chatting just now, when the big old king sitting in the middle was nagging, he turned his body to the left again. So at this moment, when he heard someone calling Wang Sicong, the voice came from the right, and he habitually turned his head to the right.

  But because of the angle, and when Mr. Cui greeted Wang Sicong, the position was quite close to Wang Sicong, which happened to be Xu Xin's back.

  So he didn't see Mr. Cui's face at first glance.

   Instead, I saw the woman with the bucket hat.

  At this moment, the other party had already taken off his mask, holding a glass of wine in his hand, looking at Xu Xin with a smile on his face.

   Didn't look at Wang Sicong.

   It was Xu Xin who was watching.

   And beside her stood the middle-aged man with a big gold watch on his wrist.

  Xu Xin was taken aback when he saw the woman's true face.

  Liang Bingning?

  Golden lock?

   When he was surprised, Mr. Cui also started greeting Wang Sicong:

   "Mr. Wang, let's toast."

  Wang Sicong was about to serve a cup, but Xu Xin's words came to mind.

  So, the original "um, good" becomes:

   "Mr. Cui is too polite. You make me look so ignorant."

   "..."

  Cui Boss was taken aback...

  The eldest son changed **** today?

  Such a way to save face?

  So good at talking?

   When he was surprised, Wang Sicong had already picked up the cup:

   "Well, I did it... I was going to toast President Cui later. Come on, let's go together."

   "..."

  Mr. Cui was speechless and complicated.

  He said in his heart that the eldest son really gave face today...

  This is a self-supporting...

   So the smile on his face became even wider, and he held the cup in both hands:

   "I'll accompany President Wang too, do it!"

  Although it is not clear what this President Cui drank, Wang Sicong's glass of Dayinjiu was solidly poured into his stomach.

   After finishing drinking, he glanced at Liang Bingning with some surprise in his eyes.

   But still said:

   "President Cui, let me introduce you..."

"no, I'm fine."

  Mr. Cui hurriedly said with a smile, and stretched out his hand:

   "Director Xu, Mr. Lang Lang, you've known him for a long time. Cui Maosheng, director of film and television business of Wanda Cinemas."

  As soon as Xu Xin heard the title, Xu Xin understood...

   No wonder Liang Bingning is here.

  If this one were put somewhere else...the director and actor would really be called daddy.

  Belongs to one of your own "bosses".

   Among other things, just a "record rate" can kill everyone's throat.

  And such a big shot took the initiative to reach out...

  Hey, the old man still has a lot of face.

  Thinking in his mind, after Xu Xin stood on the ground from the chair, he extended his hand politely:

   "Hi Mr. Cui, Xu Xin, nice to meet you."

   "Haha, Director Xu is polite, you are polite."

   And Lang Lang also stretched out his hand and shook it.

   But he doesn't have so much psychological baggage.

   To be honest, the heads of state and dignitaries of various countries he has held in his hands have not been five hundred, but one thousand.

  Looking at it this way, Cui Maosheng should feel honored.

   And Wang Sicong's farewell banquet tonight obviously doesn't want to be so business-like.

  I gave you face, although Liang Bingning is quite beautiful... but in terms of mate selection, the elder king has been set by the elder king.

   means never touching people in the entertainment industry.

   No matter what kind of star, entertainer or what you do, you can’t even fall in love.

   Do not touch if you can.

  Otherwise it will break the dog's leg...

   What's more...he always looked down on Feng Xiaogang.

   Or they look down on the so-called old and young people, including Wang Su, Jiang Wen, the so-called compound, high-ranking cadres, and red children... Regardless of whether they are talented or not, they just really look down on them.

   In addition, people in the entire Beijing circle are not cold.

   What's more...he is not some young master who keeps his ears shut. The halo projected by Wanda Cinemas covers the entire entertainment industry. It can be said that people in the film industry want to stand out, whether it is Wanda, Blue Ocean, or even China Film, Poly Cinemas, etc., like the only few outlets of a big pot.

  The tumbling airflow inside the pot wants to escape from these outlets every year.

  Because only by jumping out can you become popular.

  In such an environment of "breeding Gu", as the person who controls this outlet, he has seen and heard too many things.

   People in the entertainment industry... really respectful and insensitive, keep them at a respectful distance.

not to mention…

  Liang Bingning is too old.

  He has no feelings for Sister Yu.

  So after the two sides shook hands, they said:

   "Mr. Cui, is this finished? Then let's eat together next time. The three of us are here for a meal today."

   The implication is that you can get acquainted and polite.

  Let's not violate the river water.

  Do not disturb each other.

  Cui Maosheng understood what he meant when he heard it.

   smiled and nodded:

   "It's almost time to eat. I'm planning to leave now. I want to say hello to Mr. Wang. Then... Mr. Wang, Director Xu, and Teacher Lang Lang, the three of you eat slowly, and I will buy it alone..."

   "No, we haven't eaten yet..."

  The big old Wang said in his heart, do you need to pay the bill...

   But at this moment, Xu Xin glanced at him.

  Wang Sicong paused instinctively.

   Then, Xu Xin picked up the wine bottle tacitly.

  Behind Liang Bingning, and the middle-aged man is still holding a wine glass.

  Cui Maosheng finished his toast, and the mission ended. Pharaoh, after you finished saying "I'm done eating", why do you come over to touch this glass of wine?

  It's just a glass of wine to save face, it's not worth making people feel embarrassed.

   "President Cui, I offer you a toast."

  Holding the opponent's cup with one hand, and Daiginjo with the other.

   After blocking Wang Sicong's words, he poured Cui Maosheng a glass of wine.

  Cui Maosheng saw the small actions of the two of them.

   I felt a little guilty in my heart.

  Why does the eldest son seem to listen to this young director so much?

  But there is still a smile on his face like a spring breeze:

   "Haha, that's great, come on, Director Xu, please."

   "Oh, I dare not. You can do whatever you want, if you are too polite, you will be offended."

   Picked up his own glass of Daiginjo, which he had put down because he disliked the saliva made from other people's mouths, and the two touched it.

cheers.

  This kind of Japanese sake has a small cup size, and the alcohol content is not high, so it’s okay to toast.

   After the two of them drank the glass of wine, Xu Xin held the glass in one hand, and stretched out his free right hand to Liang Bingning:

   "Hello, Teacher Liang."

  Liang Bingning, who was holding a cup in the back and couldn't talk, could only maintain a gentle smile, finally didn't have to be so embarrassed this time.

   After reacting, he stretched out his hand with a smile, and Xu Xin grabbed the front fingers of his palm and gave it a firm grip.

  The gentlemanly and polite demeanor, coupled with this kind of demeanor, made Liang Bingning smile a little bit on his face.

   "Hi, Director Xu. Nice to meet you."

  Xu Xin nodded with a smile, and then reached out to the middle-aged man who was also holding the cup.

   "This teacher..."

   "Don't dare to say that. Hello Director Xu, I'm Mu Xiaoguang. Bingbing's manager, nice to meet, nice to meet."

  The middle-aged man who saw everything clearly from the beginning to the end also quickly gave a polite expression.

   Two Kong Wu's powerful hands held together.

   "Hey, nice to meet, nice to meet."

  Xu Xin responded with a smile, and continued:

"I'm not very good at drinking... so, Mr. Liang, Mr. Mu, let's have a drink together. If I drink with the two of you alone, I might get down when I drink these two glasses of wine. Okay? Today he is in this shop It’s also small, if it’s convenient for us another day, then we can find a place to get together.”

"Ok, Ok."

  Mu Xiaoguang nodded quickly.

  Liang Bingning also smiled and said:

   "Then shall I pour a glass of wine for Director Xu?"

   "No, no, no, I can't afford it."

  Xu Xin looked a little flattered, and quickly waved his hands:

   "You are a senior. If you really poured wine, then I have to drink this glass of wine. It's okay, let's be casual, Mr. Cui, then I'll add some for you, let's be casual, okay?"

   "Haha, Director Xu has already said it, so it must be more obedient than respectful."

  Following Cui Maosheng's words, Xu Xin added less than a third of the drink for him, and then poured wine for Wang Sicong.

  The big old king is much more particular.

   Seeing Xu Xin carrying the bottle, he put his hand on the cup guard.

   Just this one detail made Liang Bingning and Mu Xiaoguang feel like mirrors in their hearts.

  This Director Xu...not to mention anything else, but in terms of status...he is very important to the only son of the Wanda CEO.

  But Xu Xin was a little surprised.

  Hey, has this grandson changed his gender?

  So cooperative now...

   After filling Wang Sicong, he poured himself another glass:

   "Old wolf, you are full."

   Lang Lang nodded.

   There is no need to say these words when the three of them are together, whoever drinks will pour it himself.

  But the purpose of saying this now is to let Mr. Cui and the three of them know that the relationship between the three of us is not a subordinate.

  Old Xu is amazing...

   He sighed.

  This kind of comprehensive temperament... is really **** amazing.

   "Come on, Mr. Cui, Mr. Liang, Mr. Mu... Let's have a toast together."

"Dry."

   "Director Xu, please."

   "President Wang please."

"cheers."

   All six of them drank the wine in their glasses.

   So far, whether it is the first meeting or the farewell greetings, it has been considered perfect.

   And Cui Maosheng left with the three of them.

   Nothing to leave a call to each other, or what.

   Not necessary.

  For the leaders "Wang Sicong" and "Cui Maosheng" on both sides, the two sides left each other on the phone, which was a process of... not very respectful.

   is too abrupt.

  The relationship doesn't end here, we still have to talk.

   Today is considered to be an acquaintance, a good start.

   As for how to talk next time...Xu Xin didn't think about it.

  The Celestial Dynasty is so big, Yanjing is so big.

  It is a great fate to be able to get together in a restaurant.

   Reunion?

   Then we have to wait until some ceremony or other occasions, right?

  Both parties bid farewell politely, Cui Maosheng left immediately, while Xu Xin continued to drink draft beer to rinse his mouth.

  Speaking of which, it is outrageous that this Japanese food store does not allow smoking.

   Smash it, Smash it, just when I was thinking about going out to smoke a cigarette, I heard Wang Sicong say:

   "Do you like Liang Bingning?"

   "...Who?"

  Xu Xin was a little puzzled.

  Wang Sicong was speechless:

   "You chant, who else?"

   "What do I like her for?"

   "Then why are you being so polite?"

  Wang Sicong was speechless:

   "Aren't you from the Northwest Circle, she is a well-rooted Beijing school."

   Right after he finished speaking, Lang Lang was speechless:

   "Are you drinking fake wine? Isn't it because you speak too aggressively, Lao Xu, and give others a step down?"

   "Why did I rush? Isn't it enough to save face?"

   "...you are giving that Cui Maosheng face, not the latter two."

   "Why should I give them face for the latter two?"

   "..."

  Lang Lang was speechless for a while, but Xu Xin laughed:

   "Okay, okay, it's not a big deal..."

  Hearing this, Wang Sicong said:

"You don't have to take these tricks or what they're doing too seriously. To put it bluntly, people who are good in front of others may be more cowardly in the future. Old Cui came here to curry favor just after he took office...I really thought he could arrange things with just one word. What kind of film is overwhelmingly going up? It's unrealistic."

   "Then who can do it?"

  After Xu Xin asked, Wang Sicong smiled triumphantly, and pointed to his face with the tip of his chopsticks.

"you still need to ask?"

   "Oh, Mr. Wang, why did you leave it here?"

  Xu Xin's complexion immediately changed, becoming extremely flattering and flattering, and picked up the bottle of Daiginjo again:

   "Old wolf, old wolf! Come on, know something, and tie up Mr. Wang! With such a great ability, why don't you let Mr. Wang touch one?"

  Lang Lang regained his energy immediately, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he hugged Wang Sicong from behind...

   "Eh? I'm stupid...you let go...I'm working hard! You go!"

  He wanted to break free, but Lang Lang's hand was too precious, so he didn't dare.

   Then he watched Xu Xin hold up the bottle of Daiginjo, which was much larger than normal size, and pointed the mouth of the bottle at his mouth with a charming smile.

  The other hand was still clutching his chin, he looked like an old eunuch, and made a treacherous sound:

   "Mr. Wang, be good~ come here, the mouth of the bottle is a bit big, bear with me... open your mouth~ ah~~~~"

   "Don't, don't, brother, this wine is not a joke..."

   "Good boy~ Open your mouth~~~~~"

   tons tons tons tons tons...

  …

  Business car.

  Mu Xiaoguang, who was sitting next to Liang Bingning, thought for a while and said in a low voice:

   "How do you feel about this President Cui?"

   Leaning on the armrest of the commercial vehicle with one hand, Liang Bingning, who was rubbing her temples with her fingers, did not open her eyes, as if she was a little drunk.

   His cheeks were a little crimson in the dark.

   Let her begin to exude the breath and charm that mature women have.

   After a moment of silence, he said:

   "Crafting and cunning."

"…Um."

  Mu Xiaoguang nodded, with regret on his face:

   "It's a pity, I don't dare to gamble. If I gamble, I can get the contact information of the eldest son of Wanda... the future road...may be much easier."

"Um…"

  Liang Bingning also responded.

  But Mu Xiaoguang suddenly said:

   "Then what do you think of that Director Xu?"

  Rubbing the hand pressing the temple.

  She asked back:

"And you?"

   "He should have a deep relationship with that eldest son. Did you see that? When Director Xu was about to pour him wine, he protected the glass with his hands."

"Um."

"A theater leader who says that if you get stuck in the screening rate of a movie, you can get stuck in that movie. The director of the Wanda respects the big son of Wanda so much. But when the director poured him wine, he used his hand to protect... this I can't figure out the relationship. But... speaking of this, I understand the rest."

   "Like?"

"For example... on the night of the Olympic Taimiao Awards Ceremony, Jay Chou's song was originally on the front of "Welcome to Beijing" in the program list, but later, for some reason, it was adjusted to the back. This was me and those few I heard about it when the leaders of CCTV had a meal. They said that the opening and closing ceremonies group attached great importance to that song, and someone in it personally came to say hello, and felt that the position needs to be adjusted..."

   "..."

   At some point, Liang Bingning opened her eyes:

"you mean…"

  Speaking of this, she thought for a while, then suddenly changed the topic:

   "But now that the Olympics are over, the priority isn't that high, is it?"

   "Gao is definitely not that high, but... the qualifications of these people cannot be underestimated in all walks of life. Especially that night... Director Xu is also here. Do you know who he is with?"

"who?"

   "Zhang Wu."

"open…"

  Liang Bingning thought for a while, her eyes suddenly froze:

   "That's the army..."

   "Yes. Some people saw him being led by Zhang Wu to meet the hosts of CCTV. Everyone, including Yang Lan, was very polite. This person...is not simple."

   "..."

  Liang Bingning fell silent again.

   But after a while, she suddenly asked:

   "What do you think of Xiying Studio?"

"…What?"

  Mu Xiaoguang was taken aback.

   "Xiying Studio."

   She repeated the name:

   "How about we cooperate with them?"

   "..."

  Mu Xiaoguang frowned instantly.

  It's okay if she doesn't mention it, but when it is mentioned, Mu Xiaoguang's first reaction is...

  Fools, taking advantage of enterprises.

   Cooked countless pots of dishes for others, but in the end, I was taken advantage of without eating a full meal.

  But immediately...he realized something, and said:

"They don't have any competitiveness. This year's "Li Chun" is so expensive, and Jiang Wenli's **** advertisement is so controversial...Let's not talk about whether it can be released, let's talk about next year, next year, all the studios will present. No one knows yet. They have no directors or actors in their hands, and after Jiajia started to understand and keep his share of the family business, he will no longer undertake any production and distribution work from other companies. In the past two years, except for one "Unspeakable" "Secret"...uh..."

  In an instant, he sat up straight and looked at Liang Bingning:

   "You want to bet on Director Xu?"

   "It's just right, isn't it?"

  Liang Bingning also looked at her manager:

   "There are no actors in the Western Film Studio, I will go. The director...do you know what I heard just now?"

   "?"

  Looking at Mu Xiaoguang's puzzled look, Liang Bingning said with a smile:

"When I went to the dressing room to touch up my makeup just now, I heard that Director Xu was talking about traveling with that Young Master Wang and Lang Lang. Lang Lang asked him if he wanted to go skiing in Switzerland. Start, I'm quite anxious... I'll find out what's going on tomorrow? They don't have any actors, so I'll come. The salary is easy to negotiate...Let me get in touch with this director Xu...He's very smart, can you see it?"

   "..."

  Amidst Mu Xiaoguang's silence, she seemed to feel more and more that this path was feasible, and there was a hint of enthusiasm in her tone:

"If it weren't for him tonight, we would actually be very embarrassed. This person is very smart, and in terms of judging some scales... I think I read the right person. A man who can win an award in Cannes for his debut work and has the endorsement of the Olympic director group , definitely not something simple.

  Beijing circle... I may not be able to squeeze in these two years. But although Xiying Studio is working behind closed doors now, but... as long as it can protect me, I will admit it. What's more... Intuition tells me that this director Xu is not simple... There are many people in this circle who can play smart, but the person who can give me this feeling... He is the first. "

  Regarding Liang Bingning's evaluation, Mu Xiaoguang frowned slowly.

  Thinking.

   Silence.

   Various pros and cons are spinning rapidly in my mind.

   After thinking about it, he said:

"Betting on a young director is still a bit risky. Why don't you... look at Zhang Weiping? The Olympics are over, and Huang Jinjia has lost so much. With his temperament, he will definitely urge Lao Mouzi to make a movie... you Forgot? In July, there was a lot of noise about Gong Li becoming a Singaporean citizen, and he was short of a "girlfriend"..."

   "..."

   Liang Bingning's eyes moved.

   seems a little tempted.

Can…

  She recalled Wang Sicong, who was strangled by the director Xu and called "Big Brother"...

   "Compared to Zhang Yimou, who is sophisticated and scheming, I think this young man should be easier to manipulate... Big deal... Isn't it?"

   Speaking of this, she smiled slightly:

   "He's quite handsome."

   "..."

  Mu Xiaoguang frowned...

   But didn't say anything.

   After thinking about it, he nodded:

   "Then what should I say? Hand in a nomination certificate first?"

   "Well, find out what Xiying Studio is going to do... It's best to get his contact information."

  Speaking of this, Liang Bingning had a trace of regret in her eyes:

   "It's really a pity today..."

   "..."

  Mu Xiaoguang was speechless.

yes.

Pity.

(Actually, it was originally "Liang Bingning". But... If I say that I keep the last trace of the beauty in my fantasy for her, it may be "Literary Age". Alas... So, Liangtong "Liang", and, in order to prevent AB If it is over-interpreted like that, I can only say that life is a bus. Even if there are fare evaders getting on the bus, they have to get off after getting on the bus. I understand everything. So... Come on, let us shout together: the author bus! )

  (end of this chapter)