"I didn't expect you to be so powerful?" He Feihong rarely praised the opposite sex, but when there were no light bulbs around her, she began to praise Guan Yu next to her.

"What's wrong?" Mr. Er didn't know what He Feihong was talking about. After all, he had countless incidents that could be called "awesome" in his life.

"What else can there be? It's about the script. I originally planned to finish it when I come back, but I didn't expect you to make it happen." He Feihong thought that Guan Yu was being modest, with a look on his face.

The look of joy was even greater.

Why is love always called blind? It's because its existence is enough to affect a person's view of all affairs.

Only then did Mr. 2 understand what He Feihong was talking about.

Regarding the script, he himself did not know the details. He only knew that the script had been handed over to an old gentleman named Wen.

I heard from Zhang Fugui that this old man named Wen is a retired official in the current imperial court.

Other than that, Mr. 2 doesn’t know any more information.

Unexpectedly, He Feihong told him in advance that the script was settled.

"Really? Doesn't this mean that the movie will start filming soon?" Mr. 2 asked in surprise.

"I'm afraid I can't do it now." He Feihong seemed to have something to say, but he still kept his tone deliberately. It seemed like it should be excellent news.

"Why? Is there something wrong with the script? If that's the case, I can try to correct it." Master 2 asked anxiously. After all, this movie project is very important to him.

"You need to go to the capital with me first, it will take 45 days at least." He Feihong looked at Guan Yu's anxious expression and deliberately put on an awkward posture.

"Okay...do you need to do something about it? If you need money, I...I can think of a way." As long as his script can be passed smoothly, the high-spirited Master 2 doesn't mind lowering his head.

It’s no big deal if you lower your head a few times compared to what’s in your script.

"I'm afraid... it's not that easy..."

"Why? Didn't you just say that the script has been finalized? Why are your statements inconsistent?" Master 2 calmed down and discovered the loophole in He Feihong's words.

"Haha... I'm not kidding you. It's true that this thing can't be done with money, but you managed it. It's not that there was a problem, but that your script was so well written that there were even several

After the experts read your script, they all thought it was of great research value and of high artistic level." He Feihong said this and gave Guan Yu a thumbs up naughtily.

Perhaps only in front of Guan Yu could she behave like this naturally.

"This...is an award. I just wrote...the stories I know." Mr. 2 said what was in his heart, and then continued to ask: "You just said you were going to the capital...

·What exactly does it mean?"

"It's like this. Because your script is very good, just in time for the project establishment work of the relevant units, our drama was added to the national development plan in the field of literature and art. To put it bluntly, we have to film it well."

movie, because now we have a mission." He Feihong said in an exaggerated tone on purpose.

Regarding this development plan in the field of literature and art, He Feihong knew its value. Just like the joke she just made, it simply cannot be measured in terms of money.

It is a literary and artistic project with historical significance that many literary and art workers will not be able to participate in throughout their lives.

Let's not talk about those lies, but to be honest, after the seminar is over and the news is announced by the official media, all the actors will sharpen their heads to get involved in this movie project.

And because it has the backing of the state, no capital can affect the progress of the film project because of its own preferences.

It can be said that if all goes well, Guan Yu will firmly control the creation rights of the script in his own hands, and no one will be able to interfere.

"You mean, after going to the capital for a few days, we can come back to film?" After hearing He Feihong's further explanation, Master 2 suddenly felt much more relaxed.

"I'm afraid it's difficult, because your script is so well written, the person in charge of the project decided to adopt the form of three parts: first, middle and next, to restore the script you wrote as much as possible. In this way, I'm afraid there is no movie city outside the city.

There is no way to meet the needs of film collection, but fortunately, society is developing rapidly now, and there will be film and television cities in various places, so after we go to Beijing for the meeting, the next step is to go to film and television cities in various places to collect films... You need to communicate well with the director 1

Will it meet the requirements of your script... Next, I'm afraid you won't be able to sit still. "He Feihong has always been a strong woman, so she is even looking forward to the busy schedule ahead.

"Are you saying... I'm leaving and won't be able to come back for a while?" The smile on Mr. 2's face gradually disappeared.

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Because Zhang Fugui's requirements were very high, Brother Ya and others were busy for more than two hours before putting all the dishes on the table.

In the middle of the table is Liu Dazhuang’s special barbecue.

Liu Dazhuang pinched some and brought it over. At this time, the meat skewers were hot and sizzling with oil.

"Brother 2, you have a skewer first..." Zhang Fugui knew Brother 2's taste preference, so he took the lead in passing him a skewer of meat.

Mr. 2 was a little distracted. After hearing Zhang Fugui's words, he came back to his senses and took the meat skewers.

Looking at the food in his hands, Master 2 had a lot of thoughts.

"Fugui, when you and I first met, all we ate were meat skewers." Mr. 2 said.

"Yes, I only had a few hundred dollars in my pocket at that time, so it was too simple to support you." Zhang Fugui replied without knowing what was going on.

"No... I'm very happy. Just like the wine in Taoyuan and the spring breeze outside the ancient city, these meat skewers... are enough to comfort me for a lifetime..." Mr. Er said lightly.

The more Zhang Fugui listened, the more uncomfortable he became, so he put down the iron stick in his hand and asked Mr. 2: "Brother 2, is there something on your mind..."

The second master thought for a long time, and then said: "Fugui... I may have to leave for a while."

"What? Where are you going?"

Guan Yu saw some anxiety on Zhang Fugui's face, patted him on the shoulder, and then told Zhang Fugui what He Feihong told him.

"This is a good thing... I didn't expect that things would be done so quickly. It's only been a few days, and it's been done? I have to thank Secretary Wen and his wife properly some other time." After Zhang Fugui understood what was going on,

, said with a silly smile.

"Fugui, now that I'm leaving, I can't be sure when I'll be back." Mr. Er was worried that Zhang Fugui wouldn't understand what he meant, so he emphasized it again.

"I know."

"Fugui, but you are also in trouble now. I'm leaving like this... I'm worried..." Mr. 2 was referring to the martial arts conference.

Zhang Fugui couldn't reach Brother 2's shoulder, so he had to pat his arm and comforted him: "It's okay, Brother 2, you don't have to worry."

"Wealth, I'm afraid..." Mr. 2's face became more and more tangled.

"Isn't there a poem by Li Bai, which is like a bosom friend in the sea, and a neighbor as far away as the world? I think it's good, Brother 2...you don't have to worry too much." Zhang Fugui said in a pretentious manner.

"Wealth and honor...this was not written by Li Bai, but by Wang Bo." Cao Cao reminded from the side.

"Huang Bo? Isn't he an actor? Can he also write poetry? He writes quite well." After Zhang Fugui finished speaking, he picked up the wine glass and drank a glass of it passionately.

Cao Cao knew that Zhang Fugui was not in a good mood now because he was holding his own wine glass. He also knew why Zhang Fugui was in a bad mood, and he only regretted that he might not be able to participate in it.

"Fugui, actually I..." Mr. 2 knew that Zhang Fugui was pretending to be free and easy.

"Brother 2...you and me, brothers, there is no need to say more. There is a saying that goes well. Every time we leave, it is for the sake of getting together next time. It's not like you won't come back, right?" Zhang Fugui held up his wine glass and said to Guan Yu.

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Chapter completed!