Chapter 41

Good guy, coming up is a slap.

It can be seen that the other party's personality is like this, and there is no malice.

But this slap also shattered the big director's filter. Li Luo said angrily: "Considered practicing a few hands, but didn't practice Golden Bell Shield or Iron Cloth Shirt, can't block your Iron Sand Palm."

"Hahaha."

Jiang Wen laughed and patted two more slaps: "You kid have a good personality, I like it."

Being able to come to his house means being a friend.

Not to mention being Xu Qing's god-brother. If he were timid, Jiang Wen would look down on Li Luo instead. Sometimes treating each other equally is just fine.

"Alright, you two."

Yu Feihong tapped her watch and said hurriedly: "Waited for half a day, hurry up and start."

Li Luo walked into the greenhouse with confusion.

He couldn't help but laugh, so it was this kind of start.

The room was elegantly decorated, with calligraphy and paintings everywhere, but a mahjong table was placed in the middle. It turned out that Xu Qing letting him come over quickly wasn't just for company business.

Introducing Jiang Wen was secondary, the main thing was three missing one.

"Look."

Jiang Wen didn't rush to sit down. He picked up a kraft paper file bag from the work table next to him and handed it to Li Luo: "The company's things are all inside, your kid's brain is quite smart."

"Thank you, Brother Wen."

Li Luo paused, hurriedly took the paper bag and opened it. What came into view was a business license.

A few big characters were printed on it.

Li Luo Studio.

It's really easy to do things with people in the court. It took two days to get the things.

If he ran for it himself, he didn't know when he would get this light piece of paper.

"Don't thank me."

Jiang Wen held a cigar and grabbed a strong Chinese liquor from the side and took a sip: "Thank your Sister Qing. I just made a call. The 100,000 yuan paid in was Xu Qing's real money transferred over."

Patting his head, Li Luo looked at Xu Qing gratefully.

Forgot about this.

The god-sister he recognized really spared no effort to help him.

"Sister Qing."

Grabbing the bag in his hand, he said seriously: "Thank you. After the pay comes down, I will pay you back as soon as possible."

One yard is one yard.

Can't accept the favor and sell well, what he should pay he still has to pay.

"Talk about it when you have money." Xu Qing waved her hand indifferently and pulled a chair to sit down: "You didn't make it clear the night before last, who exactly asked you to act?"

Everyone sat down one after another, pushing the mahjong to make a clattering sound.

Jiang Wen and Yu Feihong also looked at Li Luo. After all, they were all insiders, and they were also quite interested in these things.

Under the curious gazes of several people, Li Luo roughly said it again.

"Male lead?"

Yu Feihong's fingers trembled, and the Great Wall she raised scattered with a clatter.

"Wu Dun asked you to play Zhang Wuji???" Xu Qing also dropped her jaw. It had only been two days, and this trick was changed like this.

That look made Li Luo giggle.

Before, he deliberately didn't make it clear, just to see the surprised expression on the other party's face in person.

"I've been in contact with Wu Dun, he's not bad."

Jiang Wen nodded and took a sip of strong Chinese liquor: "Being able to be the male lead of a martial arts drama at this age, you kid are capable! 600,000 is a bit low, but you don't lose out."

He was the male lead of a movie at the age of twenty-three.

And won countless praises.

So he just sighed, not to the point of envy like Yu Feihong.

"Drink less."

Xu Qing glared at Jiang Wen and said disgustedly: "Cigar with strong Chinese liquor, only you can do this kind of thing. Isn't it just being banned from being a director? Just take advantage of this time to practice acting."

"Does my acting still need practice?"

Jiang Wen glared, about to complain.

But seeing it was Xu Qing speaking, he put the wine bottle aside resentfully.

It was just last year that the movie *Devils on the Doorstep* directed by Jiang Wen violated regulations and participated in the Cannes Film Festival. The consequence was that he couldn't film openly for five years. Now he just stays at home drinking and playing cards when he has nothing to do.

"Play cards, play cards, don't think about those things."

Yu Feihong, who came back to her senses, hurriedly greeted the card game to help Jiang Wen distract his attention.

After asking clearly about the size of the bet, Li Luo breathed a sigh of relief.

These people can't be counted as gambling. Playing cards is for entertainment and pastime, and they don't play big, within his acceptable range.

A group of people blew the air conditioning in the greenhouse and rubbed mahjong.

Li Luo threw out a one-chicken at random, looking around with emotion. Life's encounters are really wonderful. At the beginning of last year, he was still in the wind and rain, huddled in Hengdian as an extra.

In just over a year.

Not only did he transform into a Beijing Film Academy student, but he also played mahjong with Xu Qing, Jiang Wen, and Yu Feihong.

From evening to late night.

This mahjong game was played until the sky was dark.

Jiang Wen was drunk, frequently firing cannons. Li Luo sipped small beer and played happily with Xu Qing.

Only Yu Feihong barely maintained her capital.

"Not playing anymore."

Pushing the cards away with a clatter, Jiang Wen stood up with a flushed face and staggered toward the main house: "You guys find a room to sleep by yourselves, I need to slow down."

As his figure swayed, the main house door slammed shut.

"Don't worry about him."

Xu Qing counted the money in her hand happily and smiled at Li Luo: "There are not so many rules here. You just sleep in the room on the left on the east side later."

While speaking, she stretched.

A small half of her slender waist was exposed, and the skin looked white and delicate.

"I'm tired."

Noticing the malicious gaze falling on her, she hurriedly put her hands down, holding the remaining half glass of red wine and walking out of the room: "Rest, sleep, no one is allowed to bother me."

Seemingly talking to herself, but actually telling Li Luo not to have crooked thoughts.

Making the latter shake his head and laugh.

"I'm going to sleep too."

Yu Feihong rubbed her eyes and stood up swaying. Although she only sipped red wine from time to time, she was still a bit tipsy after a few hours.

Li Luo was too lazy to drive and toss. Sleeping here is fine.

After finishing the remaining beer, he cleaned up the greenhouse and turned off the lights before leaving.

After a simple cold shower.

Li Luo, who was still slightly sleepy, became energetic.

Unable to sleep lying on the bed, he simply lit the extinguished cigar and strolled into the courtyard.

Everything around had become quiet.

The bright moonlight sprinkled in the courtyard, and insect chirps were heard from time to time. A night breeze blew, and he felt cool all over. He puffed on the cigar contentedly, watching the smoke drift with the wind.

This courtyard house.

Is really comfortable to live in.

After sighing, his gaze suddenly fixed.

Found that the room diagonally opposite him, that door was only slightly ajar.

If you don't pay attention, it's really easy to ignore.

Said so on his mouth, it seems the body is still very honest. Even the door crack is left for him. If he doesn't go over, it seems a bit impolite.

Smiling and scratching his chin, he pinched out the cigar hard.