Chapter 47 The Old Boy (2)

Looking at the bay where the water quality is yellow, Yang Cheng smiled miserably. After more than ten years of hard work and more than ten years of hard work, only disappointment and sadness are now filled with his heart! So, he couldn't help but question, question his own efforts, question his achievements, question, yes, question himself. In fact, just like every suicide, Yang Cheng had already begun to get stuck in the rude way at this time. He was extremely urgent to figure out the philosophical topic about "Why are people born" and the result of his thinking

There are only two types; first, great enlightenment and realization, but this is obviously too irrelevant. Second, stubbornness and devils arise in the heart. This is quite reliable. After all, the ratio between the two items should be conservatively said to be around 1 to 100 million. In fact, if Yang Cheng can be given more time to calm down, there will definitely be no tragic ending of the fall of a genius. However, there is no "if" in the world, and humans are not a calm enough machine. Tragedy, as Yang Cheng continues to move forward, he will move towards the end bit by bit.

"If one day I die, the little angels in the church should sing poems for me. The lyrics should be done with those lines that come from my hands; this person's life is like a movie, and he is the protagonist in that movie. Sometimes he thinks he is also the protagonist in other people's movies, but maybe he is just a supporting role with only one shot; maybe, their clips have been cut off long ago, and he doesn't know it yet. Maybe, that's it. But after I die, I hope there will be such a person who tells stories through movies." A piece of murmur that should be from the mouth of a young man rang behind Yang Cheng.

Yang Cheng, who was still stopping, looked back and saw a handsome boy smiling at him, "You..." He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"My name is Wang Qibu. I want to ask you about the bottom lane, it's quite rhyme." Wang Qibu said to himself.

"Uh, okay. Then where are you going?" Although he was full of questions, Yang Cheng decided to follow the words of the boy who claimed to be Wang Qibu. After all, he asked something like "Why did you recite the title page of the book "Immerse the Light and Shadow" behind me at such a time?" It was too stupid, too twisted, and too abrupt.

"In fact, what I want to ask is a place I am not in a hurry to go. Do you know how to go to heaven?" Wang Qibu hurriedly cleared his relationship and asked.

"What do you mean?" This is very interesting. Yang Cheng, who was about to die, became alert.

"If I said it was just a simple way to ask for directions, would you believe it?" Wang Qibu asked in pain.

Yang Cheng didn't say anything and gave Wang Qibu a look of "Do you think I'm like an idiot?"

"It's not like you, you're the one who is just." What's more amazing is that Wang Qibu actually understood it, and then said, "'What's the point that you can't think about? What a pity. If you died today, my wife would definitely express such feelings after more than nine years. Listen to let a girl in the flower season feel sad for you, a person who has no relatives and no reason. Are you so ashamed? Although I don't know what you are because of the bullshit that you can't think about, no matter what you meet, as a man, you should not choose to escape, and it's still permanent like this. Think about your elderly parents, your girlfriends, your big house halfway up the mountain, and your stocks that have just improved... After all, if you still want to die, continue."

Wang Qibu didn't know about the exact cause of Yang Cheng's death in his previous life. The news that Tosong Aimon dug up should be considered the closest to the truth is that the relationship between the shopkeeper and the boss in the senior British Royal Entertainment was not as close as the outside world seems. A cleaner accidentally ran into Miss Lingling, who was very popular shortly after the incident, slapped General Manager Yang.

There are many rumors about this unfortunate incident that dominated Hong Kong newspapers and entertainment headlines for a week, and there are many "insiders" in the industry, so the truth of the Yang Cheng incident came into being. Well, these "truths" can basically be divided into two categories; first, Yang Cheng died. Second, Yang Cheng was not dead. "Yang Cheng died" can be divided into murder, suicide, and mistakes. "Yang Cheng is not dead" can also be divided into retreat, evading debt, alien hijacking, etc. There is no way, the gossip soul in the human body will burn from birth and will not be extinguished until the end of life. So Yang Cheng, a member of the "entertainment circle" in the gossip distribution center, does not want to calm down even if he dies. Of course, no one can be sure of the most real situation except Yang Cheng himself. Isn't this how "no evidence of death" comes from?

"Although I can't understand what you are saying too much, and my parents are not old because they got married early. I am currently single, living in Kowloon, investing in foreign exchange, and regardless of who you are, in short, thank you for your kind reminder. I didn't want to jump into the sea, I just wandered around the port." Obviously, Wang Qibu's accidental intrusion has given Yang Cheng enough time to calm down. "Death" is getting further and further away from the working emperor in the entertainment industry.

Wang Qibu returned the look of "Do you think I'm like an idiot?"

"Ahem." Yang Cheng was embarrassed and had to say, "Do you have anything else?"

"Yes, ask for directions. Do you know how to go to heaven?" This time, Wang Qibu was so solemn. Yang Cheng really thought at a moment that the person in front of him was indeed a young man who wanted to ask for directions.

"I'm really sorry, I don't know." Dekong thought about it just now, and Yang Cheng, who was scared, seriously answered Wang Qibu's question that seemed not a problem with his gratitude.

"Mr. Yang, lying is not a good habit. If my news is correct, that place will definitely be familiar to you." Wang Qibu said it very confidently. The righteous and strict fooling people is his natal magic weapon that he has worked hard to sacrifice and refine since his rebirth.

"As it, I have to thank you no matter what I say. But your news must be wrong. There is a large church nearby. According to common sense, it should be the closest place to heaven, so you should go and try your luck." I was not too bored, but Yang Cheng didn't want to be entangled in this unquestionable topic. Even though he was curious about this young man who encountered a glorious event in his life, the honor and disgrace of mankind still made him make the decision to "not interfere with this young man."

"no, no, no." Wang Qibu shook his finger and said in a very artificial way. "The leaders generally do not work in the office, which is a basic common sense in the officialdom of the mainland. Moreover, my news is not wrong. From being recognized by people, from being a supporting role in the entertainment tycoon, don't you think these are all services that are called 'paria' that are suitable for?"

"Uh, okay, teenager, what do you want to say? It's considered as a reward for the matter just now. If you think it's helpful to you, I don't mind chatting with you for the rest of the working hours today." After Yang Cheng was revealed by the answer to this mystery, he failed to make a mistake in the conversation and compromised helplessly.

After getting on the pure white Rolls-Royce that made Yang Cheng secretly talk, he couldn't help but ask Wang Qibu, who seemed to have no desire to talk as fiercely as before, "Where are we going?"

"A place that reminds you of where heaven is." Wang Qibu replied calmly, without any awareness of how bad his state was at this moment.

Yang Cheng's good cultivation made him not as good as a little p-child, but he had no idea of ​​talking again. What's more, he had to spend time guessing the background of this mysterious boy's value, so that he could at least accumulate some even insignificant bargaining chips in the unknown period of time. First of all, the boy did not speak Cantonese to him, and he was in standard mainland Mandarin from beginning to end. In Hong Kong, a mainland boy who was at most teenagers but could use Rolls-Royce to travel, the background behind him could definitely be called "complex" or even "magnificent".

Secondly, the boy knew him. The "know" here included his life profile and his intention to commit suicide, but the latter was obviously impossible for the other party to know in advance, so he waited on the beach and waited for him to jump. So, only when he was followed could explain it. But why did the other party follow him? He couldn't make money, and his savings were definitely not something that the boy in front of him could like. Although there were many Rolls-Royce families in Hong Kong,

But the one who can make a child come out is probably the three or two families at the top of the wealth pyramid have this strength. It is even more impossible to kill him, otherwise it would be over if he didn't save himself. After saving the person, he tricked the person into a deserted mountain and killed him? Yang Cheng really doesn't believe that there will be such a painful animal in the world. Alas, if the beautiful female stars in his son, there is still the possibility of being targeted by this rich child... In short, Yang Cheng is completely confused now.

Not driving very far, the car stopped in front of a business building. Then Yang Cheng followed Wang Qibu out of the car in a daze, entered the building, and then walked into the office of a general manager called Qibu Media with a little relief.

"This is what you said that reminds me of where heaven is?" Yang Cheng asked, looking at the office that was clean and tidy, but obviously no one had settled in.

"I don't know what you think, I think so anyway." Wang Qibu replied domineeringly.

"Okay, the situation is already very obvious now; you are from the Song family, so you are planning to dig me to come here." Yang Cheng is not surprised that this is the most sensational news in the past few days.

"Haha, Mr. Yang, if I talk about the directions, I'm afraid your cultivation will be squandered by me?" Wang Qibu said with a smile. Yang Cheng also smiled without saying anything. So Wang Qibu said again, "I really like movies."

What Yang Cheng didn't expect was that Wang Qibu suddenly said this.

"I am not a member of the Song family. I believe you can guess that I am from the mainland of the motherland that may be a bit mysterious to you. You don't have to worry about it anymore. Believe me, my background is much greater than your rational limit. So, the existence of this company here can already show my love for this industry." Don't care whether it will make Yang Cheng feel arrogant, Wang Qibu said to himself, "Just like the previous sentence I didn't have the courage to say the second disgusting confession, I really like the movie, the form of telling stories through light and shadow. It is very three-dimensional, can be clear, clear, or subtle, and hidden,

If you talk now, you can even tell a full cycle of ups and downs, a tremendous love that is shocking. I often think that you can control light and shadow at will and bring the audience a touch, insight, joy, heavy or endless imagination. What is this not heaven? I love this business, I hope she can be endlessly charming, and if you want to turn your dreams into reality, then Mr. Yang, you are indispensable. Your performance over the years makes me believe that you are a person who really likes movies and is also capable of creating excellent movies. So, I sincerely hope that you can enter this office and continue to create one paradise on earth with the dreams of you and me."

After about three or two minutes of silence, Yang Cheng exhaled and said, "I think I want to consider it again."

To be honest, Yang Cheng was indeed infected by the true feelings that Wang Qibu had rarely revealed. He asked himself that he had the same pursuit as the young man with great background in front of him. Many things beyond reason were urging him to agree. However, as an adult with a sound mind, he still had necessary concerns; what is the strength of Qibu Media, and is this young boss reliable? If one day Qibu Media fails for various reasons, what should he do? "Salary benefits double." Wang Qibu naturally could not accept the excuse of "consideration". The literary youth mask was torn off and he was playing a dandy posture.

“It’s not a matter of money.”

"three times!"

"It's not a matter of money."

“Five times!”

Yang Cheng was too lazy to say anything, and only gave him a bitter smile.

"Maybe..." Wang Qibu knocked on the table, then said slowly, "We can find a way to get your old boss to remove him from the Hong Kong entertainment industry..."

"Can you guarantee, what are you guaranteeing?" Everyone holds grudges, so Yang Cheng blurted out these two questions.

Wang Qibu did not answer immediately, but took out a bound handwritten script from the drawer and handed it to Yang Cheng. The cover was full of four words, "A Chinese Odyssey", which was both a guarantee and a touchstone.

The sun sets down the mountain. Wang Qibu leans on the sofa and reads the "Water Classic Notes" arranged by Mr. Yun carefully, and draws the water vein river map written by Li Daoyuan in absurd literary form in his mind. Yang Cheng is still savoring the script that Wang Qibu threw to him a few hours ago. I don't know if this is the second or third time.

"Boss, if you don't make any arrangements tonight, I'll treat you to dinner." Yang Cheng had to say something suddenly.
Chapter completed!