sailing in that era

Chapter 187: Walking around with a beautiful woman (second update)

Director Wu picked up the hot bubble tea and blew away the froth, and took a sip, "Young people are awesome. I started entering Xiying Studio at the age of 21, and now I'm in my 50s, and I haven't achieved anything. I'm not afraid of my little brother." It’s a joke, if it weren’t for A Mou’s “Raise the Red Lantern” that returned a wave of blood, our factory wouldn’t even be able to pay wages.”

At this time, there were four people at the tea table. Ah Mou not only brought his mentor, but also Gong Li. Seeing her rosy face, almond eyes and peach cheeks, she was full of charm when she moved and stilled. As for the person sitting next to her Ah Mou's eyes were a little dim, his eye sockets were black, and he was weak.

This made Peng Baili curious, what kind of field is this?

Hearing director Wu's praise and self-disclosure, he was secretly vigilant, and said very modestly: "Uncle Wu, I can never get tired of watching your movies like "River Without Navigation Mark" and "Life". As long as there is one of these films, it will have a place in the film industry, Ah Mou often mentions you in front of me, saying that your films have inspired him a lot."

For a while, the two flattered each other, which made Ah Mou's face hot. Did he say those nasty words in front of them?

Although Director Wu was still admiring Peng Baili, he had already labeled this little guy as a cunning little fox in his heart.

Originally, I wanted to ask for alms, but seeing the situation, I didn't have much hope, so I went straight to the topic.

"Xiao Peng, I am very satisfied with the previous cooperation method between our two companies, but the cost of our factory is a bit high. When I don't know if we can invest in the early stage, you should pay a little bit in advance."

"How much?" Peng Baili asked without thinking.

Director Wu said a little embarrassedly: "Well, if possible, you will pay half of our investment in advance, and the salary behind the scenes..."

"?" Peng Baili was immediately surrounded, and this operation?
Isn't this prostitution?

Looking at the expectant eyes of the old man, how could he refuse?

This kind of cooperation is absolutely unacceptable, and they completely treat themselves as being taken advantage of.

He thought for a while and said: "Well, Uncle Wu, how can there be such a business? You make it difficult for me to do it like this! Do you think this will work? There should be a lot of film libraries in your factory, right? Our company can buy them. Overseas copyright of some films, so you will have money?"

Director Wu's eyes lit up after hearing this, and the idea is okay, "That's good, our film studio has a lot of good movies. In the past, for some reason, overseas copyrights have not been sold well. Xiao Peng, it's not a bad idea to sell them to you. Yes, but don't lower the price."

"Uncle, how can it be, it's absolutely fair."

……

This time they met, they got along pretty well, no one suffered when the old slippery met the young slippery.

"Sister Li, Director Wu is a very bad old man!" Peng Baili whispered to Gong Li when he saw Director Wu walking away.

Gong Li looked at the backs of A Mou and Director Wu not far away, then turned her head and gave Peng Baili a big white eye, "Little brother Peng, it's not okay to speak ill of people behind their backs."

Peng Baili's heart was swayed when he saw her rolling eyes, under his upright and inviolable face, there was a body full of sensuality, which was thrilling and mouth-watering.

Like a frown but not a frown (extended and cocked eyes, affectionate brows misty, blunt lips, the upper half of the face is aura and the lower half of the face is simple, and there is a kind of demure and dignified in its beauty, the story of a woman is in this contradiction revealed in.

This kind of "martyrdom" style coupled with tragedy is really a perfect harmony.

A Mou's aesthetic vision is unquestionable. His muse, Gong Li, is plump, with a long neck, broad shoulders, tall stature, a graceful waistline, thin buttocks, long legs and where the flesh should grow, flesh and blood Well-proportioned lines are graceful, fat but not greasy, neck, shoulders, arms, chest, waist, hips, hips and legs. With so many conditions and statistics, her ratio is definitely the pinnacle of Chinese actresses.

Gong Li seemed to be aware of a vague gaze looking at herself, and she turned her head to meet the gaze of a certain thief.

"Cough, cough, cough~" Peng Baili quickly turned his head and pretended to cough, "Sister Li, I'll go first, Amou's movie preparations, everything will be done according to his own ideas..."

After he finished speaking, he quickly jumped into the car next to him and motioned for Xiao Chen to disappear quickly. "Haha, little brat~ I'm greedy for my body, but I'm the woman you will never get in your life!!!" Gong Li was startled by someone's weird eyes just now, and her heart was in a state of confusion, seeing someone so fast Sliding away, a rosy smile appeared on his face.

"Ali, what makes you smile so happily? Where's Brother Peng?"

At this time, A Mou sent Director Wu back, and seeing his woman smiling brightly, he casually mentioned something.

Gong Li felt a little guilty for some reason, and then said: "Didn't you agree to go to see the house today? Can you not be happy, let's go for a walk, let's go take the subway."

……

It has been several years since Peng Baili came to the capital, and his friends have gradually increased.

Among them, the children of the big courtyard are the most pestering people, and they will definitely be caught for dinner whenever they have time.There are traces of them in dance halls and bars.

Under such circumstances, even though he kept his life clean, he gradually became familiar with the entertainment venues in the capital.

On October [-]th, the Haima Song and Dance Hall in Maweidu opened, and a group of friends came to congratulate.

"Master, please come inside!"

"Master, come here often when you are free!"

"..."

From a long distance away, Peng Baili saw smiling faces welcoming him at the door. It seemed that he was not in a good mood.

The old horse's eyes were very sharp, and he saw Peng Baili from a long distance, so he trotted forward, "Brother Peng, why did you come here? Everyone has already arrived, so you will be left alone. Let's go, we are going to set off firecrackers. "

Peng Baili felt that this old boy had a lot of strength, he was half dragged into the dance hall, and just entering the dance hall, he saw many people unconsciously dancing to the explosive music, a group of people jumped up amidst the flickering lights' Square dance'.

"Old horse, get dry, get dry~~"

Seeing Ma Weidu on the dance floor, Wang Shuo danced even more ecstatically, lifting his hips and swinging his legs, having fun.

Xu Qing, who was resting by the dance floor, saw Peng Baili bring him, and immediately stepped forward to invite him to dance.

"Little brother, come on, let's have a dance."

"no problem!"

Peng Baili did not hesitate, and politely stretched out his hand as an invitation gesture. The young lady did not hesitate, and directly put her hand in his, and the two walked towards the middle of the stage.

Tango Rumba
The two danced and circled, and Peng Baili was also turned up by the music, unable to stop laps and laps.

Xu Qing was addicted to it at the beginning, but gradually his whole body was attached to Peng Baili.

"Stop, stop, stop turning, I'm dizzy, I can't stand!"

(End of this chapter)