The actor's mental state is not stable

Chapter 104 The Song of the Five Rings
"Damn, sister Hua, why do you want to change jobs?"

Huo Yunting still couldn't believe it.

"You don't want to be the first sister of the manager who stayed in Huayi well. Why go to another company to develop again."

He was shocked, but it was obvious that Wang Jinghua didn't want to talk too much about it.

"I am a sister wherever I go."

It was crazy, but she was right.With her current status, she is a sister wherever she goes.

After a moment of silence, Huo Yunting asked: "Sister Hua, is she planning to start her own family?
Wang Jinghua glanced at him helplessly, "I'm just going to work for someone else in another company, so I can set up my own business."

Huo Yunting didn't believe this, but people didn't want to say it, so he didn't ask too much.

"Sister Hua, if you leave, the company will be shaken."

Many artists in the company signed their contracts with Wang Jinghua instead of Huayi Brothers.If the artists really wanted to leave, the two bosses Wang really couldn't stop them.

Based on Wang Jinghua's influence and status, if she said to change jobs, it would probably take away half of Huayi's artists.

It's just that I can't go, I can only stay.Because his contract was signed under Huayi's name.

Seemingly seeing what Huo Yunting was thinking, Wang Jinhua smiled and comforted him.

"It's better if you stay with Huayi, it's better than following me."

"The artists I want to take away are not too few. Basically, they are relatively big names. Now you have a newly nominated actor. After a few more years, you might be able to become Huayi's first brother."

Well, this is a tacit agreement that he will take away a large number of people.

Huo Yunting shrugged and didn't comment.

"When will Sister Hua leave?"

"Late May and early June."

With a long sigh, Huo Yunting poured a glass of water, "Sister Hua, I will replace the wine with water, and I would like to toast you. Thank you for your understanding."

"You're welcome."

After coming out of the company, Huo Yunting was still a little dazed.

The company has undergone such a big change just after being nominated for Best Actor. Now that Sister Hua is leaving, the company might have a big change.

After thinking about it, I still called Lao Zhang and told him about it.

Wang Jinghua's departure from the company will definitely require new employment. Lao Zhang's current qualifications are not high, but he is running well, and it is estimated that he can get a clue from it.

Putting on his hat and lowering the brim of his hat, Huo Yunting went all the way back to the courtyard house.

Huang Bo was playing "Qilixiang" in the room, but the tone was miserable. He looked around and understood what was going on. His wife had left.

"Okay, okay, old man, don't look so sad, can you?"

"It's a good song for you to sing so miserably. Those who didn't know it thought you were the reincarnation of the white-haired girl."

"Crack", the window was opened, and Huang Bo showed his head expectantly.

"Then can I let my partner move in and live with me?"

"No, no more." Huo Yunting resolutely refused.

If his wife also moved in, would he still be able to sleep well?

"Okay, pack up for the evening, some friends are coming over for dinner."

friend?

Huang Bo was taken aback for a moment, then his eyes sparkled again, "Okay, okay."

A landlord who was nominated for a movie star is awesome, what the hell is wrong with the friends around him, maybe it's just a connection.

Huo Yunting has been a bit hot lately, and it's hard to show up, so he ordered Huang Bo to buy some food and drink and come back.

There were a lot of people coming at night, and the stone tables in the courtyard were small, so I went to the house to set up a table.

Shredded pork in Beijing sauce, yellow braised shark fin, sliced ​​shrimp... Huang Bo's mouth watered as he watched these dishes on the table.

What a fucking luxury.

At six or seven o'clock in the evening, there was a knock on the door, and Huang Bo jumped up.

"I'll open the door, I'll open the door."

Rubbing his cheeks, he pulled up the corners of his mouth and showed what he thought was the most standard smile.

Opening the door, a fat little black man in a long shirt walked in.

"Uh, hello?"

"Hello, hello, you are Huang Bo, oh, what a talent."

With a mellow smile on his face, the little black fat man patted Huang Bo on the shoulder and walked in.

Followed by a big white fat man, younger than the little black fat man.

"Uh, you're good too."

"Brother Bo, right? Oh, hello, hello."

After a while, the last one appeared on stage, and the big donkey face swaggered in.

At this moment, Huang Bo was a little numb, "Hello."

"Hello."

After welcoming the three of them in, Huang Bo closed the door with a dazed look on his face.

This is Nagada's friend, tall, short, fat, and thin, all of them have been assembled.

It is hard to believe that this is the actor Huang Bo.

Seeing Huo Yunting coming out from inside, Yu Qian'er hurriedly clasped her fists in salute.

"Hey, isn't this the great actor Ting Ye from our Cannes Film Festival?"

"Master Ting, you are auspicious."

Huo Yunting scolded with a smile, "Go away, Brother Qian'er, don't make fun of me. I'm an ass movie king, it's just a nomination."

"Brother Yun! I miss you so much!"

Suddenly a colossal monster came up from the mountain and fell the tree. It was Yue Yunpeng.

He gave a big hug to his impoverished little brother, "Little Fatty, you're fucking fat now."

"Hey, when you have a wide heart, you get fat."

Yue Yunpeng was grinning.

This was a small private banquet, and Yue Yunpeng hadn't seen his big brother for a long time, so he couldn't bear to beg, so Guo Degang brought him here together.

Five people sat down and had a drink together.

Listening to their chatter, Huang Bo couldn't get in for a moment.

He also didn't want to intervene.

"I said Brother Huo, every time I see you, your coffee position will jump up a fucking big step."

With a sound of "铛", he slammed the wine glass on the table, and Lao Guo was drunk again.

Sometimes he wondered, why did he become a goddamn big name after he knew this brother for a few years, while he was still a bad talker?
Looking at Yu Qian'er, Huo Yunting filled him with wine, "Old Guo, what's the name of a word? We have accumulated a lot of money."

"As for people, just take care of yourself. You said that if you compare with Bill Gates and Rockefeller every day, it won't make people mad."

Old Guo was drunk, rubbing his face and nodding incessantly.

Seeing that no one was talking for a while, Huang Bo interjected, "I said Teacher Guo, I've been wondering what you three are doing?"

director?edit?Or photography?

Yu Qian'er took a mouthful of shredded pork with Beijing sauce, wrapped in a spring pancake, and stuffed it into her mouth, vaguely.

"Speaking of cross talk."

Huang Bo was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, "Cross talk is good, I like to listen to cross talk."

After saying a few words dryly, he lowered his head to eat again.Same as Fatty.

It's just that Xiaopang really wants to eat.

Glancing at Lao Huang thoughtfully, Huo Yunting chuckled, knowing these few friends, they were all a bit heavy-hearted.

Then he began to talk about what he saw and heard at the Cannes Film Festival.

Like some navel-baring outfit, see-through outfit, or that Frenchie Nier on the cruise ship.This made Huang Bo excited.

But what excited him was not those women, but what the Cannes Film Festival looked like.

Listening to Huo Yunting's vivid description, Huang Bo felt as if he was actually there.

After finishing speaking, he nodded repeatedly to Brother Qian'er.The chatterbox opened, and he talked about a girl he had heard from his friends before.

Good guy, she can be described as a girl of postmodern liberalism.

There is a ring on the nose, a ring on the navel, two rings on the headlights, and a ring on the ear.

Yu Qian stared wide-eyed, stretched out a hand and shook it in front of everyone, "Five rings! The iron content in the whole thing exceeds the standard!"

Huo Yunting was about to have a detailed chat with Yu Qianer about the "iron content exceeding the standard", but Huang Bo asked about various details of the Cannes Film Festival with an excited face.

In desperation, Huo Yunting had no choice but to answer him one by one.

Speaking of the happy part, Huang Bo went back to the house to fetch the guitar, and played "The First Snow in 2002" on the spot to vent his emotions.

The voice was rough and passionate, and those who didn't know it thought it was Dao Lang who was there.

Huo Yunting bit the toothpick and shook his finger.

"Old Huang, the year you sang is wrong. Why did you sing the song of December in May?"

I glanced from the yard and saw peonies drooping beside me.

"Old Huang! Just use this peony flower to sing a song, will it work?"

"Isn't that okay?" Huang Bo tossed his hair and sang "The Song of Peony" on the spot.

"Ah~Peony~"

"The brightest among all the flowers..."

"Ah~Peony~"

"The most colorful in the Fragrance Kingdom..."

After a song was sung, Huo Yunting clapped his hands and clapped his hands.

Lao Guo was half drunk and half dead, thinking it was a talent competition, he stood up with a "chuckle" and took a mouthful to report the name of the dish.

Don't look at Lao Guo's half-drunk and half-awake, but the name of the dish is not stuck at all, and it slips away as soon as it is bald.These are all memories engraved in the bones.

It can be seen how much work he has used in private.

Huo Yunting slapped his hands, and looked at Yue Yunpeng, whose face was almost stuffed into the bowl, with a teasing smile on his face.

"I said fat, you also have some talent for me to see."

"If I didn't take you there to learn cross talk, I still don't know what you have learned from Teacher Guo for so long."

"Ah I?"

Xiaopang raised his head blankly, his mouth full of oil.It's delicious to eat.

Huang Bo also booed, "Xiaoyue also has a song, and I will accompany you."

He quickly wiped his mouth, cleared his throat, and thought about his talents.

Sing a song... what are you singing?

I just heard Brother Qian'er, oh no, Teacher Yu said about Wuhuan, and Brother Huang said about Brother Mudan...

Seeing him in a daze, Huo Yunting snapped his fingers in front of him.

"Hey! Fatty, what are you thinking about?"

"Ah! Ah, ah ~ five rings"

"You have one more ring than the fourth ring..."

ps: I am doing a big revision today, chapters 93 to 98 have been revised, a few chapters are basically overthrown and restarted, a little tired.just update today

There is nothing to do on Saturday, and Riwan will make compensation

It's really not me who procrastinates, it's very tiring to change the text.I'm out of work this month
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