Chapter 1140

After ten in the afternoon, there was a knock on Zhou Andong's room door, and Seeing Jian Qiu said with a smile: "It wouldn't be them, would it?"

She got up and was about to open the door when Zhou Andong grabbed her hand: "You sit down, don't always move around; I'll go open the door."

Seeing Jian Qiu said helplessly: "Always sitting isn't good either; it's not conducive to fetal development, walking around has benefits."

It was mainly because guests were coming; it would be one thing if it were someone else, but if it really were Hua Zai, it would be too outrageous for her to just sit there without moving.

Zhou Andong went to open the door, and sure enough, it was Hua Zai and his manager, Sister Hua, but there was also a man beside them whom he found very familiar.

"Come in quickly." Zhou Andong smiled and ushered the three into the room: "Looking at you guys, did you just finish drinking?"

"A film wrapped up, and we were just celebrating. Sister Lan said you were in Xiangjiang. I was almost drunk, so I just took this opportunity to run away."

Hua Zai shook his head with a smile and introduced the other person to Zhou Andong: "This is Mr. Zhou Andong, whom I often mention to you. When we were filming in the mainland, you also often heard his name."

"Mr. Zhou, hello." The man extended his hand, "I knew Hua Zai was coming to see you, so I shamelessly followed along; I hope Mr. Zhou doesn't mind."

Zhou Andong shook hands with this man, and he finally remembered who he was.

At this time, he also heard Hua Zai's introduction: "Mr. Zhou, this is Liu Songren, Xiangjiang's most capable actor and director."

"Mr. Liu, I really like watching your films."

Zhou Andong had indeed watched many of Liu Songren's works, but he couldn't remember exactly which films they were.

"Hua Zai, Mr. Liu, Sister Lan, please sit." Seeing Jian Qiu made tea for the three of them.

Everyone sat down, and Hua Zai said with a smile: "I was filming in the mainland and always wanted to see you, but I couldn't find the time. Just now at the celebration banquet, I still felt it was a pity, but I didn't expect your call to come through."

Zhou Andong asked curiously: "What film were you filming in the mainland?"

"Heaven and Earth!" Hua Zai said: "There's one more thing; the ending theme song for 'Heaven and Earth' is going to use 'Forget Love Water'."

Zhou Andong smiled: "The song has already been sold to you; how you want to use it is your own business."

"No, no, no!" Hua Zai waved his hand: "You are the original author; I must communicate this matter with you. Also, 'Forget Love Water' and 'Chinese People' have been selected for the 1993 Top Ten Golden Songs. As for which one can win the Gold Award for Most Popular Mandarin Song, I don't know."

Sister Lan took over the conversation: "I think you should be able to get one for Best Composer or Best Lyricist."

"Writing songs is just a hobby for me; whether I win an award or not doesn't really matter."

Zhou Andong looked at Liu Songren; after all, he was a guest, and he couldn't neglect him.

"Mr. Liu, have you ever thought about developing in the mainland?"

Liu Songren was stunned, then said: "I like the mainland very much and have thought about settling in the mainland after retirement, but I haven't thought about developing in the mainland."

Zhou Andong didn't expect Liu Songren to speak so directly, and laughed heartily: "Mr. Liu is truly a straightforward person."

Liu Songren also reacted immediately and smiled awkwardly.

Zhou Andong didn't continue this topic; Hua Zai had thoughts of developing in the mainland, but that was only for commercial performances.

At this time, it was the golden age of the Xiangjiang entertainment industry, and in the eyes of others, the mainland at this time was an entertainment desert.

Who the fuck would be stupid enough to run to the mainland to develop?

"I also have an entertainment company in my hands. If Mr. Liu has any projects in the future and lacks funds, you can come to me."

Liu Songren's eyes lit up: "Thank you for your trust, Mr. Zhou; I definitely won't trouble Mr. Zhou less in the future."

"By the way!" Hua Zai said: "I have received an invitation to the mainland's Spring Festival Gala to sing two songs, 'Forget Love Water' and 'Chinese People'."

Zhou Andong tapped his head: "Last year's Spring Festival Gala, I seem to have seen you."

"Yes!" Hua Zai said: "But that was a video, not on the scene; this year I'm going to the scene."

Zhou Andong said with a smile: "After you're done, you can come to my house for the New Year's Eve dinner."

"Can I?" Hua Zai looked surprised.

"Of course you can." Zhou Andong was very serious: "My house will be very lively this year; as long as you don't mind the chaos."

"I won't, I won't."

Hua Zai was still thinking about how to spend New Year's Eve in the mainland after attending the Spring Festival Gala.

Should he bring his girlfriend over? Otherwise, it would be too lonely.

He didn't expect Zhou Andong to invite him to his house, and he was truly very happy.

This also proved that Zhou Andong treated him as a real friend.

"Then it's settled; I'll go to the TV station to pick you up then."

Zhou Andong wanted to say, bring your girlfriend too.

But thinking about it, forget it; Hua Zai's relationship wouldn't be made public until more than ten years later.

At this time in the Xiangjiang entertainment industry, not many people knew about this matter.

Xiangjiang's paparazzi were so powerful and awesome, but they knew nothing about Hua Zai's relationship.

If he said to invite Miss Zhu to the mainland for the Spring Festival together, it would definitely scare Hua Zai.

The group chatted until past eight in the evening, then went out for a late-night snack, and didn't disperse until the early hours of the morning.

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November 23, 1993, the tenth day of the tenth lunar month, Tuesday!

Waking up in the morning and finishing breakfast, Zhou Andong called Miss He: "Miss He, this is Zhou Andong."

Miss He's voice came through the receiver, sounding very exhausted, and her voice was a bit hoarse: "Mr. Zhou, are you in Xiangjiang?"

"Yes!" Zhou Andong said: "Regarding the investment in the shipping company, I originally wanted to go to Aomen to talk to you in person, but I suddenly encountered some urgent matters and must return to the mainland. So, I will send a negotiation team to talk to you."

"That's no... *cough cough cough*... problem... *cough*..." Miss He hadn't finished her sentence when she coughed violently a few times: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou; I haven't been feeling well these past few days."

"It's okay!" Zhou Andong said hurriedly: "Then let's leave it at that; you should get some good rest."

"I'm really sorry." Miss He coughed a few more times: "I'll apologize to Mr. Zhou when I have the chance."

Zhou Andong exchanged a few more polite words, then hung up the phone and lay down on the sofa, resting his head on Seeing Jian Qiu's lap.

"Let's go back the day after tomorrow; we can't wait any longer, otherwise Song Mao might be in danger."

Seeing Jian Qiu watched TV, one hand rubbing Zhou Andong's hair: "Then notify Yuan Wanqi and let her prepare."

At this time, Zhou Andong's eyes staring at the TV suddenly straightened, and he flipped over and sat up.

"I was wondering why Miss He's voice sounded so haggard, and she was sick, coughing non-stop; so that's what it was about."

Seeing Jian Qiu watched the TV; it seemed to be the funeral of some star, but this was a rebroadcast.

"Miss He is sick; is it related to this?"

Zhou Andong sighed: "Yes!"