sailing in that era

Chapter 173: Gains just after coming back (second update)
After staying in the county for a few more days, Peng Baili drove to his grandmother's house after dealing with everything. After picking up his mother, he started his journey back to the capital.

They still went to Kuncheng first and stayed there for another two days.

By the way, Peng Baili also learned about the printing factory here, and everything is running as usual. This factory now has more than 1000 people, and most of the books sold in the book market in the three southwestern provinces of the company are printed from here.

During the farewell of Chunmeizi's family, they got on the plane from Kuncheng to Beijing.

Chunmeizi and Weiwei will stay at home for a while, so they will be a family of five when they go back.

Looking at the reluctance of the pure girl, it is obvious that she wants to go back to the capital with them, but the prospective father-in-law does not allow it!

She was also desperate.

Last night, disregarding the old father's unkind eyes, the girl stayed at Peng Baili's house and had a good night until three o'clock in the morning.

It's enough to give me love once!

Fortunately, the young man is not in vain, he is in good health, and he will be in good spirits after practicing boxing in the morning.

After getting on the plane, Peng Baili thought about this period of time. Although he spent most of his time playing, he was not too comfortable. He still liked the afternoon sun, making a cup of tea, and leisurely watching some Miscellaneous books.

In mid-August, the family returned to the capital, and it took more than half a month. Fortunately, there was a nanny to take care of the house, otherwise, the dust would have accumulated very thick.

A day or two after returning to the capital, his parents began to visit the neighbors. As for Peng Baili and his two younger brothers, they stayed at home to rest, and the third son, who had always been noisy, was very quiet.

This guy has started to let go of himself in the past half month. There are his friends in the village and the county, and he is usually not seen at home.

I wanted to stay at home quietly for a few days, but someone would always come to disturb me.

No, Ma Wei, our industrious tool man, came to visit directly.

"Little brother, what are you doing here? I have been to your house several times, and no one is at home, and the phone can't be reached."

Ma Wei looked at him reading a book leisurely on the easy chair, there was a pot of tea beside him, he quickly poured himself a cup, took a sip before sitting on the stone bench.

"How about going back to my hometown? I haven't gone back for more than a year, so I don't want to stay for a while. As for the phone can't get through, brother, you know that the signal in Shankakari is not good, and it's intermittent. Brother, call me What's up?"

This old boy is very familiar with himself, watching him pour down the Yuqian Longjing that he has been reluctant to drink, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Ma Wei smashed his mouth, "The tea here is better," he poured himself a glass after finishing speaking, and then took a sip slowly before saying.

"What's the big deal? Didn't I go to Jinyang again? Is there anything good? No, I thought of you right away, and I wouldn't sell it if someone offered me a high price."

"That's a good relationship, old brother is so open and bright, as long as it's a good thing, the price is up to you, I won't bargain." Peng Baili wanted to roll his eyes, the old boy's mouth is deceiving.

Seeing him visiting the alleys every day, and selling many good things from old ladies to him at low prices, you can tell that this guy is not a good person.

"Gangzi, when they came back from the beautiful country, they were very foreign. They bought a bag for his wife and said it was called Ai Ma or something. I got tired of hearing it, and they were very embarrassing in front of me."

After it was officially settled, Ma Wei talked about Feng's trousers, with a burst of ridicule on his lips, but these words had a bit of a sour taste.

"He wants to please his wife, what's the matter, the pants guy is a bit talented, if he trains well, he's qualified to be a director of commercial films." Peng Baili said while shaking his chair.

"Cut~" Ma Weidu was even more disdainful, "What's the point of a commercial film? I have to criticize even Mouzi's film, not to mention that he is a wild man, what kind of artistic things can he make? , what I admire the most is Bazin, he established the long-shot theory that is opposite to montage, emphasizing the documentary and multi-meaning nature of images..."

Peng Baili looked at where Mawei was and kept chattering, shaking his head in his heart, no one cares about commercial films these days.

Anyone in the film circle who doesn't say a few words about the glorious deeds of some film masters in the European New Wave feels very humble.

As for the director, he wanted to make some films about human nature, nation, suffering, etc. These people worked hard with the funds of the film studio.

As for the box office, what is it?
Who cares?

The mainland and Xiangjiang are two extremes, one is transitional to literature and art, and the other is transitional to commercialization.

After the two chatted for a while, they went to see the good things in Maweidu. When he held a check for 100 million, he felt that the whole air was sweet.

In the past few months, he has earned more than 100 million in cash, and his collection has dozens more.

It's a pity that it's hard to find good things in Jinyang, so it's boring to stay there all the time.

Three melons and two dates, his master can't see it anymore! ! !

Why don't you get bored when you have money?
It is not impossible for Wang Shuo to build a song and dance hall. The name has been thought out, and it is called 'Haima'.

Peng Baili looked at him jumping around, and knew that this guy would be floating with a few steel coins.

But it's okay, if you don't spend all the money in your pocket, how can you honestly help expand the antique business?

Let's go!
After the Haima Song and Dance Hall is set up, I also want to eat some free food. Every time these guys vent their anger with them, they will eat him as a big family.

"If you don't come back, Ali and I are preparing to go to Venice, and the opening ceremony of the film festival will be in a few days. Our film has entered the main competition unit, and a group of leaders will go with us."

Seeing Ah Mou again, this guy is unkempt, with a beard on his face. During this time, he has been doing post-production, working day and night, just to edit the film before the film festival.

He also needs to be the direct director of Venice anyway, so he has a little bit of privilege, otherwise he can't keep up with it.

Peng Baili heard that the post-production of A Mou's movie was finished, so he came to see it, and waved his hands quickly when he heard what he said, "I don't have time, you go, try to come back with a big prize, then I will give each of you a big red envelope. "

A Mou looked at him with resentment, "You are a black-hearted capitalist, you force me to work for you, but you are very leisurely, but I haven't returned to my hometown for a long time."

Hehe, do you have the nerve to go back?

The daughter-in-law in your hometown is not easy to deal with!

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(End of this chapter)