Chapter 128: There Is A Beauty In The North, Peerless And Independent (2, Please Subscribe Automatic
Chapter 128: There Is A Beauty In The North, Peerless And Independent (2, Please Subscribe Automatic
After signing Ning Hao, Yuanda Film and Television has gained another star.
Ning Hao was also a little excited and walked around the room for a while, his face rosy.
"Huh, great. From now on, I will have a stable investor for my movies, and I won't need anyone else to tell me what to do."
Ning Hao said silently, his eyes radiating light, which was his desire for the future.
For a pure filmmaker like Ning Hao who really loves movies and is eager to fight for movies all his life.
His movie world is pure and free of evil ways.
Even if my remuneration is less and the trouble is more, I don't want my movie to be tainted with too much commercial flavor.
So this time I came to the company to discuss cooperation with Wang Cong, which was what Ning Hao had been thinking about during this period.
Today's cooperation was also very smooth, which was somewhat beyond his expectation.
And Wang Cong predicts that his new film "Crazy Racing" will have a box office of over 100 million.
That is to say, it will be about four times that of the previous movie "Crazy Stone", which undoubtedly makes Ning Hao even more excited.
In the end, the two briefly discussed for a while, and it was just noon at this time, and it was "830" time for dinner.
"Hahaha, Director Ning, I have learned a lot from your unique insights into movies."
"It seems that your future film works will get better and better."
"Chairman, a good bird chooses the right tree to roost in. I chose Yuanda Film and Television. After all, I am the one who has benefited. I am very grateful to you."
"It's just time for dinner. Chairman, let's go to a restaurant... Let's go to Dongxing Tower.
Dongxinglou's signature dishes of stir-fried diced chicken with soy sauce and nine-turn large intestine are unparalleled and memorable, so I'll treat you to them. "
Dongxing Building is one of the eight buildings in old Yanjing and one of the few traditional Shandong cuisine restaurants.
"Okay then, I've heard about Dongxing Tower for a long time, but I haven't been there a few times, so this time I'll let Ning guide you to take over.
"Hahaha, no problem."
After eating these signature dishes at Dongxinglou, Wang Cong and Ning Hao became a little more excited.
While eating food, they were chatting away from each other. Maybe the two of them were truly geniuses and had many topics in common.
This meal actually lasted three or four hours, until six o'clock in the afternoon.
"Hiccup, Chairman, you are really the most powerful young man I have ever seen. You have such a temperament.
As well as your outstanding foresight, we cannot see it in other rich second generations, so I believe in Yuanda Film and Television, and I believe in you even more.
Wang Cong smiled slightly, poured another small glass of wine, and drank it all.
“The current market is like a vast treasure hunting land with many precious treasures.
But there will be a lot of dangers, and I just have a pair of eyes that are good at discovery. "
"Well, the chairman is right. Many opportunities pass by in a flash. You really need to seize them well."
"The two Internet companies you founded, Weibo and ByteDance, Chairman, are great opportunities.
"Weibo, in particular, has greatly affected the domestic online world."
“With the further popularization of the Internet, Weibo will only become more and more popular.
Wang Cong nodded in approval.
Weibo is his first company and first project. It has already received its second round of financing. Of course, this will not be the end.
Wang Cong wants Weibo to become a solid cornerstone of his business territory, and then create a larger Internet empire.
The two of them had a great conversation, talking about everything. As the saying goes, when you meet a close friend, a thousand cups are too little.
Ning Hao still had something to deal with, so he had to leave early. Wang Cong was still unfinished and left.
When we left the gate of Dongxing Building, it was already around seven o'clock in the evening, and the commercial street was crowded with people and a bustling scene.
Wang Cong, who was sitting in the car, took out his mobile phone and flipped through it briefly.
A message suddenly popped up, making Wang Cong smile.
"Can you play house with me again tonight? It's so fun."
This news was naturally sent by Fairy Jinghong, Yu Feihong.
Since she played house with Yu Feihong yesterday, she hasn't had contact with the opposite sex for a long time.
Just like eating the marrow to know the taste, it is a bit addictive. Wang Cong has been conquered and is eager to try it again.
In Wang Cong's mind, Feihong's graceful figure was also sketched, and he couldn't help but feel a move in his heart.
I have to say that a mature woman in her thirties has more flavor than a girl in her twenties.
"The game of playing house seems to be really magical, hahaha."
Wang Cong smiled and then drove to Yu Feihong's residence.
Although Yu Feihong's residence is not as prosperous and grand as Shijia Hutong, it is still a mansion.
Yu Feihong also went out to greet Wang Cong in person. When he saw Wang Cong's car, he waved his hand.
"Xiao Cong!"
Wang Cong also opened his eyes wide and slowly came to Yu Feihong's side.
Today, Yu Feihong is wearing a white shirt, blue casual pants, and that quiet women's perfume.
With long hair flowing down one shoulder, Yu Feihong looks like a real fairy.
Wang Cong was stunned by the sight of this beauty.
Yu Feihong looked at Wang Cong. He kept looking at her, blushing a little, and spoke softly.
"What's wrong? You look at me like this and you don't recognize me?"
"I don't recognize you. I just think you are more beautiful than when we first met."
"There is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent. She looks at the Qingren city and then the Qingren country. She would rather not know the Qingcheng and the Qingguo. No matter how rare a beautiful woman is."
Wang Cong's two words made Yu Feihong's heart pound and his eyes softened.
As a screen goddess, Yu Feihong naturally has many people praising her beauty.
But those people all used relatively common vocabulary, with nothing new.
The poem Wang Cong mentioned is from Li Yannian's "Song of Li Yannian", which was used to praise Mrs. Li of Liu Che, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.
Yu Feihong comes from a prosperous family, has been exposed to many books, and has a certain cultural heritage, so he naturally knows the origin of this poem.
Hearing Wang Cong use such a poem to describe himself, Yu Feihong's eyebrows are like the autumn wind, and his eyes are like running water...
Standing there, she looked even more like a goddess.
"That's a nice thing to say. I don't know how many little girls you have said this to."
Yu Feihong spoke softly and glanced at Wang Cong.
"Hahaha, Sister Yu, your beauty is different from others. Different sentences can only describe different people.
"It's still early, why don't we go to the Summer Palace to play? I heard there is a flower event tonight.
"Okay, I've only been to the Summer Palace once or twice, but I haven't been there at night yet. Let's go."
Yu Feihong said, opened the car door with a smile, and then got directly into the passenger seat.
Wang Cong smiled slightly and felt that the whole car was filled with the feminine fragrance of Yu Feihong.
A short while later, the two came to the Summer Palace, known as the "Garden of Ten Thousand Gardens".
The Summer Palace is a royal garden of the Qing Dynasty and one of the four major gardens in China.
It is based on Kunming Lake and Wanshou Mountain, and is modeled on the West Lake.
It is a large-scale landscape garden built based on the design techniques of Jiangnan gardens.
Therefore, the popularity of the Summer Palace is also very high.
Especially in the current autumn of August and September, the garden is full of autumn colors, which is very charming.
When Wang Cong and Yu Feihong arrived, the place was already overcrowded.
But Wang Cong was lucky and found a place with beautiful scenery and not many people.
The lanterns here are also very beautiful, reflecting the entire lake.
After playing for more than an hour, the two of them felt tired and ready to go back.
"Sister Yu, are you tired? Did you have fun? Can you go back and play house?"
Although when playing, Feihong showed his outgoing and optimistic side.
But I was a little tired at this time, so I rested my head on Wang Cong's body, feeling like a little bird clinging to someone.
After hearing Wang Cong's words, he naturally understood instantly and his face turned slightly red.
"Okay, let's go back."
Yu Feihong's head lowered, and the voice of these words was also very low.
Wang Cong held Yu Feihong's hand and then drove to Yu Feihong's home.
Without too many words, the two playful children started playing house again.
And the time of this game is also relatively long, almost more than an hour.
After the game was over, Yu Feihong looked at Wang Cong next to him with even tenderness.
She never imagined that the emotional door that she had blocked for nearly thirty years would be opened within a few days of meeting Wang Cong.
Perhaps this is the magic of love and a kind of fate.
Early the next morning, Wang Cong was still sleeping and resting, while Yu Feihong took out his mobile phone and suddenly saw a message, showing shock on his face.
After a while, Wang Cong slowly woke up.
"Xiao Cong, a friend sent me a message and wants to cooperate with you."
Hearing Yu Feihong's words, Wang Cong also woke up instantly.
"Your friend is collaborating with me? Who?!"
"He's a director, quite famous. Xiao Cong, you should know him. His name is Jiang Wen.",
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