Rebirth 2002: Chic Life

Chapter 381 Ten years!

The preparations for "Back to 18" have quietly started.

On the afternoon of February 2004, 2, Director Zuo Yun and Assistant Bao Min from Wudong Studio drove to Xinfeng and stayed at Jinling Hotel.

Zuo Yun is a female director recommended by Song Wenjing to Wu Dong. She has made several documentaries. She used to have a solid job in the western film studio. Because of family changes, she left the sad land and wanted to make a living here in Wu Dong.

Of course, if it's not easy, she is also prepared. Before she came out of the northwest, she had heard that the bosses in the south are very harsh. Some companies treat women as men and men as animals.

But she never expected that Boss Wu skipped a step here, so it's unlucky for her, the new owner is short of people, and they directly use her as a woman as an animal.

Wu Dong himself is a great international director, but he hangs around in school, showing up once a week to draw a big cake for everyone, and then he goes to pick up girls after he's done.

Zuo Yun, a worker, had to work hard in various film and television dramas invested by Langlang Media, with a producer on one side, an assistant director on the other, co-producers, etc.; Jinling, Heng Shop, Yanjing and even Caiyunzhinan, she was like a butterfly flying around without stopping.

Fortunately, her daughter Wu Dong was arranged to enter the Middle School Affiliated to Jinling Normal University, where she could live on campus. Her agent, Wang Hui, could help take care of her at ordinary times. Wang Hui was the one who attended her daughter's parent meeting.

During the Spring Festival, I took my daughter back to my hometown and spent a few days with my parents. When I returned to Jinling, my butt was still hot! The black-hearted boss arranged for her to work again!

The boss is going to make a movie, "Return!" ", she is the assistant director.

Zuo Yun sat by the window of the Jinling Hotel with a face full of black lines. She had read the script several times, and the next step was to find a shooting location and audition for actors at the New Century Art School.

'You're already in the fucking art school, what are you talking about about the audition! ' Zuo Yun sighed helplessly while holding a teacup.

Bao Min came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, saw Zuo Yun still drinking tea, and persuaded him: "Director Zuo, go to bed early, you may have a busy day at the audition tomorrow, the boss said he would send his parents to the plane up.

Hey, this is my second visit to this school, I don't know if their teachers and students are enthusiastic or not. "

Zuo Yun put down the teacup and showed a relaxed smile, "Hehe, don't worry, this is Mr. Wu's home game and he must have arranged it long ago.

Tomorrow, you can help me count the scores. I just went through it in a hurry. After the primary election, it will be up to Mr. Wu to decide. "

Zuo Yun said she wasn't worried, but she was actually very worried.

But she is an old fritter, no matter how much she complains in her heart, as long as she wants to continue working, she will not speak ill of her boss in front of her colleagues!
Don't look at her full of complaints and exhaustion, but this income is worthy of her contribution.

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Wednesday, February 2004, 2, Xinfeng, New Century Art and Design School (Jinling New Century Vocational Art College, Preparatory Committee)
A big display board stands in front of the playground rostrum: "Return" casting registration office!
The school audition has officially started, and the students in the new century are bursting with great enthusiasm. Director Zuo and Bao Min are just two of them, but they don’t have to do anything except casting, publicity, organization, registration, grouping, lunch, break, and even There is a special person in charge of scoring and calling people in...

Every detail was taken care of by the teachers of the New Century and the students of the Student Union.

After an hour's break at noon, Zuo Yun rejected Wen Jianguo's invitation, and ate boxed lunch with Bao Min in the lecture theater.

"Director Zuo, it is said that Principal Wen has a good relationship with Mr. Wu, why don't you just reject him so coldly?" Bao Min said cautiously.

Zuo Yun sneered, "That middle-aged man looks very wretched at first glance, and invited us to rest in the guest house. You are not afraid of his bad intentions. I am an old woman, but you are in danger."

Bao Min frowned slightly, and lowered his head to cook. Is this a box lunch?Chicken legs, prawns, meatballs, egg custard, and Dongpo pork...

Bao Min felt that Zuo Yun was worrying too much. Likes gather together and people are divided into groups. Since they are Wu Dong's friends, they should go somewhere. Maybe the director and assistant saw different entertainment circles.

Zuo Yun didn't feel much about eating. Whether she was an assistant director or a co-producer, she represented investors everywhere and no one dared to treat her badly.

Zuo Yun poked around in the lunch box a few times, and asked, "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. Hey, Bao Min, do all the art school students in the south have this level?"

Bao Min was busy cooking, "Well, well, not really, I heard that the source of students only increased after Mr. Wu became the vice principal."

Zuo Yun smiled and said, "Assistant Bao, other girls are busy losing weight, but you are not fat, but you should also pay attention to maintaining it!"

"We work as assistants. If you stutter, you have to eat right away. Maybe you will have a new job in a while."
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"Dear passengers and friends: We have arrived at our destination safely, and the plane will need to taxi to the designated parking space. To ensure your safety, please do not stand up or open the luggage rack to pick up your luggage until the "seat belt signal light" is off. , please do not turn on and use your mobile phone before opening the cabin door. Please take it with you when you disembark..."

Wang Changxi neither heard the broadcast nor noticed that the passengers around him left one after another.

Several flight attendants looked at him sitting there blankly, and several of them looked at each other and all pouted, "a country bumpkin who has never seen the world".

The youngest stewardess had no choice but to come over and remind: "Sir, sir, the plane has stopped, you can... hope you are satisfied with our service, welcome to take this flight again... ..."

The stewardess had no expression on her face, and finished the routine like a routine.

"Oh, Ouke, Ouke, three grams of oil, Rimachi..."

After staying in the United States for 10 years, although he was homeless most of the time, he has become accustomed to thinking in English.

The stewardess who looked at him dumbfounded and a bit contemptuous immediately showed her sincere smile from the bottom of her heart!

"Price, come on..."

This Asian man probably didn't understand the stewardess' accented English, so he still looked dumbfounded.

But the stewardesses all respect him from the bottom of their hearts.

If this dull middle-aged person said one by one, "Middle, damsel" or "Well, thank you!" They would definitely not be so tolerant, although they would not shake his face, and a few words of slander would be fine. Unavoidable.

Even if he said: "Let's go to Lennon." The stewardess would not be as enthusiastic as she is now.

Don't look at people who look like Chinese, they are foreigners!
Sleeping in parks or street corners in foreign countries, living in no fixed place, precarious, can speak a few words of English and come back to China and become a master again!

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Wang Changxi left the airport in a daze with the flow of people, just like him when Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden.

In 10 years, the United States is still the United States when he went there.

But China in 2004 was different from China in 1994.

The slogan on the Xinfeng Bridge: One year a year!Big changes in three years!

Ten years, three major changes and still more to spare!
　The cold is basically fine.

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(End of this chapter)