I'm the director, I'm not bad

Chapter 43 043. Night Talk Part [-]

"Hold your fists together~Respect everyone~"

"May all of you, attract wealth and treasure, and make daily progress~~ oh oh~ gold~~~~~~"

"it is good!!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The show is over.

On the stage, the actors began to call their curtains, and Xu Xin and Yang Mi also quietly left Tianyuan.

Originally, today they said they were eating sesame seed cakes, but Yang Mi said that there was a Nanliu Beiwan or Nanwan Beiliu. Anyway, there was an old barbecue restaurant with very good taste.

But Shaobing couldn't go there. Although he was drooling there, the little fat man had to put on a small warm-up show at the beginning of the night, so he couldn't catch up with the show if he went there.

That must not work.

Although I also know that there will be delicious food to hang out with sister Xu Gemi, but the drama is bigger than the sky is the principle taught by the master. As an actor, you must not leave without permission, you can only give up.

It's a pity for Yang Mi, after all, she really likes this little fat man.

But Xu Xin thought it was good.

Because he found that in the traditional art of cross talk, there are some things in the master-student inheritance rules that seem feudal, but are actually a very beautiful quality.

He is very supportive.

After making an appointment next time, after the two came out of Paradise, Xu Xin thought about it and said:

"How about we go eat Korean barbecue?"

"...what's the matter?"

"Uh……"

Looking at the puzzled girl, he shook his head:

"I can't accept the taste of marinated mutton or beef. Of course, I don't mean that I don't like it, but I always feel that beef and mutton are the original taste. If you don't have meat, it's boring if you don't have meat. What's more... ...I still feel that people in Yanjing don't know how to eat mutton, and your sheep are of poor quality..."

"That's better than Goryeo's stick, right?"

Yang Mi was obviously a little unconvinced.

Who would have thought that Xu Xin nodded in the same way:
"It's true that their meat is pretty bad, but that bibimbap is delicious, I want to eat that."

"This... okay."

Yang Mi looked at the time, and found that when the rush hour was congested, there might not be room for Barbecue Wan, and she didn't know what time it would be there.

That's it.

"Then the moon is three thousand miles away?"

"5000 years in the daytime!"

Xu Xin suddenly answered.

The girl was taken aback for a moment...then the two of them laughed in tacit understanding.

In the afternoon, I heard Guo Degang talk about cross talk. There was a joke in it that he opened a restaurant by himself. The national culture is 5000 years old, so the name of my hotel is: 5000 years in the daytime".

But the two people sitting at the gate of the field laughed enough.

Xu Xin wanted to eat bibimbap, probably because of this reason.

"let's go."

The two of them ran to another alley, and parked their car there when they came here before.

After getting into the car and just starting the car, suddenly, Xu Daqiang called.

"Hey, Dad, what's up?"

Xu Daqiang on the other end of the phone said:
"Are you home soon? How long, Dad, cooking noodles and fish."

"Uh……"

Xu Xin glanced at the girl next to her who was fiddling with her mobile phone, and said:
"I'm eating out today."

Normally, Xu Daqiang would definitely not say anything.

If you eat outside, you can eat outside, it doesn't matter.

But obviously not today.

"Oh, let's go out to eat, dad will come home tomorrow."

"Going?"

Xu Xin subconsciously stepped on the brakes on the road:
"What's wrong?"

"After finishing the work, go back. Don't go out to eat, come home, Dad will roll out the noodles for you~"

"This……"

Xu Xin was having a hard time, but Yang Mi noticed something was wrong and asked:

"what happened?"

"... Shall we change the day?"

As soon as she heard this, she didn't even need Xu Xin to explain, she guessed that the other party was there, that Uncle Xu must have something to do.

So nodded:
"Okay, then take me to the front subway entrance."

"Well Dad, then go back now."

"...Is there a girl by my side? How about..."

"Is it like it? Come back now."

After hanging up the phone, he took the initiative to explain:
"My dad has finished his work and is leaving tomorrow, so we have to have a meal tonight."

"Hmm."

Yang Mi didn't think there was anything wrong, isn't this normal?

Pointing to the front:

"I'll take the subway back, and I won't go back to the dormitory tonight, so I won't be embarrassed when I meet Shanshan."

"..."

Xu Xin was speechless again.

Why is there her everywhere...

……

"Dad, come back."

"okay."

Xu Daqiang responded, puffed out his cigarette, and turned to the kitchen to cook noodles and fish.

Xu Xin stood at the door of the kitchen and asked in bewilderment:

"Where's Brother Li?"

"Go shopping for specialty products."

"Oh~"

Nodding, Xu Xin helped to serve and arrange the dishes. After a while, the two dishes were on the table.

In fact, what father and son eat is really simple.

Sitting at the dining table, Xu Xin asked puzzledly:
"By the way, Dad, you called me at noon today and asked me why I was doing about that movie?"

"Oh, Mosi Masi (it's okay, it's okay), I voted for an Internet~"

"……What?"

Xu Xin was dumbfounded.

Then I saw Xu Daqiang who was full of pride while picking garlic, and said:
"Ni didn't seem to say a few days ago, that's even... the Internet is fine. Just vote for it."

"... How well did you vote? Don't you want someone to deceive you?"

"How is it possible?"

Xu Daqiang waved his hand:

"Toudi...call it Youku."

"..."

Hearing this familiar name, Xu Xin was in a daze for a moment.

Various scenes in the dream began to emerge.

From watching various videos, to scolding the street because of the longer and longer commercials, to rubbing against my sister-in-law Zhang Qianqian's Youku member...

I remembered it all at once.

In the dream, Youku is indeed doing very big behind.

If it is true, then the investment is possible.

but……

"Why invest in this? We don't have any managers in this area..."

"If you want a manager... Dad told him, just give him 1000 million, and if you don't manage, you need a promise!"

"very?"

"Put the mud drop movie on his website so that everyone can see it."

"..."

All of a sudden, Xu Xin was speechless.

Although 1000 million is not much... but Dad, aren't you joking?
That's my homework, not a one or two hour CUT.

13 minutes, 1000 million?

Regardless of the income from this investment, we can't do such nonsense...

"Hiss~~~ha."

After taking a mouthful of Moutai, perhaps seeing the speechlessness on his son's face, Xu Daqiang asked with a smile:

"What? Do you think Dad wasted money?"

"...That's not true, it's only a few dollars. It's just...Dad, this is like a summer homework left by a gentleman, it doesn't look like a movie...It's too short, only ten minutes..."

Unexpectedly, Xu Daqiang waved his hand:

"Just one minute is worth 1 million yuan! If you don't support the clips made by Diwa, who will support it. But...hehe."

He suddenly laughed happily, looking at his son with kindness in his eyes:

"Three Gold~"

"what?"

"The mud really grew up."

Showing the comforting smile of the old father, he took another sip of the wine happily, then threw the spicy garlic into his mouth, and took a few mouthfuls of mutton soup noodle fish with the bowl in his hand, suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his eyes. Sly look:

"I mean, Dad doesn't seem to vote indiscriminately. That person looked like that... Sohu... the president. Sohu is famous, I've heard of it, such a big Internet, he can be the president, he certainly doesn't look like that Very stupid. The Internet seems like a good thing. Although I don’t understand it, I also know that this thing can make money. It’s just...

Sanjin, this is the same as our family's drop coal.It depends on fate whether the valuable eggs buried under it look like mud drops.That depends on fate, what do you think?It's very simple, if you know what you're looking for, you'll get it if you're looking for it.If you don't look for the old man, the old man knows what to do, so he has no drive?But you can't look for young juniors, who are frizzy and unreliable.You have to find those who are short of money, short of money, and still want to struggle.And this old guy, he doesn't look bad, he looks like a playwright, so he voted. "

Now, the father who was talking in front of Xu Xin didn't have the slightest aura of a nouveau riche, or any appearance of being rich and powerful.

Instead, there was an extremely intelligent look in his eyes, even a bit cunning.

But Xu Xin was no stranger to this kind of father.

This is the real dad.

Because my father is a smart person, otherwise why would other people’s tricycles sell up to two pots of boiling instant noodles a day, but he could always sell three or four pots.

The root cause is that he was given little water.

It's that simple.

With less water, first of all, there is no need to boil water every once in a while, which reduces a lot of wasted time.

Furthermore, the less water, the stronger the taste of the noodles.

Drivers who drive long distances are actually manual labor, and the taste is heavy and salty.

Just proud of the taste.

As a result, Xu Daqiang’s tricycles have developed regular customers. Some drivers who run the Shaanxi Coal Line all the year round will not buy noodles when they see others selling noodles as long as they get stuck in Xujiawan. But when they see Xu Daqiang, they must buy a bowl.

Although the truth is small, it is only in terms of a bowl of instant noodles.

But the thoughts behind the truth are revealed.

If Dad was stupid, the family's property wouldn't be able to reach such a level.

So, after hearing this, Xu Xin nodded:

"Well, Dad said it was right."

"Surely right, dad can still lie to his baby?"

Xu Daqiang laughed and drank another glass of wine, perhaps because he was interested in chatting tonight, or because he wanted to chat more with his son before going home.

He simply lit a cigarette, which meant that the pace of eating slowed down, and said:

"Sanjin."

"what?"

"Really like making this foreign film?"

"Uh……"

Although he didn't know why Dad asked such a question, he still nodded:
"Yeah. I really like it!"

"really like?"

Xu Daqiang asked again.

What I got was Xu Xin's more firm answer:
"Hmm! I really like it!"

"Hiss~~ poof."

Hearing his son's answer, the man took a puff of cigarette.

He exhaled a mouthful of smoke.

Then nodded vigorously:

"Okay! Then work hard here, if you can't go home, don't come back."

"...?"

Xu Xin was taken aback.

He raised his head subconsciously, looked at his father and asked suspiciously:
"Dad, do you mean what you said?"

(End of this chapter)