Wind rises time and space gate

Here Lin Zhaoxia followed Zhang Lianqiu to check out the house.

Biyun Community is one of the few high-end communities in Central.The community has convenience stores, supermarkets, pharmacies, restaurants, beauty salons, leisure and entertainment, swimming pools, cultural and sports venues, banks, schools... living facilities are complete, and owners have moved in one after another.

Zhang Lianqiu took Lin Zhaoxia to a building with the best view and went to the [-]th floor.

140 five square meters, four bedrooms, two living rooms and two bathrooms, north and south balconies, large floor-to-ceiling windows, extremely wide views, hardcover delivery, central air conditioning, one elevator for each apartment, and a parking space.

How dare Lin Zhaoxia accept this?

"This won't work! I can't accept it."

"Oh, don't worry. This is not a mansion in the city center. Don't worry, your plain-guan hedian is totally worth it. And with your orchid, my dad can make more than a billion dollars. I I also want him to give you a set of large flat floors, but I’m afraid you won’t want it.”

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

"You can keep it with peace of mind, because my dad will not engage in loss-making business. And I also want the one on the [-]th floor of the isolation unit, and we will be neighbors. If you don't keep it, I won't be able to settle here. From now on. As long as I'm at home, we'll go to each other's doors. If I'm not at home, you can still help me take care of it, and occasionally open the window for ventilation or something."

Zhang Lianqiu asked Changzhi again, "My dear son, do you like this house?"

She was so happy that she couldn't see her teeth, and she nodded like a garlic: "Godmother, I like it when I grow up!" She is so tall, she can see far away, and she likes it when she grows up.

"Look, my son still knows things. There is a kindergarten in this community, and there is a school within 5 minutes of walking out. It is also a nine-year consistent school. You don't have to worry about choosing a school for primary and secondary school. It is also convenient to pick up and drop off. You have to consider your growth. "

Lin Zhaoxia glanced at Changzhi and saw him looking at her with twinkling eyes, and nodded: "Okay, then I'll accept it."

Thinking about getting such a big house, it's a bit hot.I am going to get some gold ingots and ask Zhao Guangyuan to help buy some things over there for Lianqiu, otherwise I will feel very sorry.

The three of them went to see Zhang Lianqiu's apartment again. As expected, units one and two were right next to each other. They just went downstairs and took the elevator.

"Isn't it very convenient?" Zhang Lianqiu stroked Changzhi's head, "In the future, Changzhi will go to his godmother's house and break in. It will be very convenient. You can get there in just a few seconds."

It's so long that it nods its little head.This godmother is so good that she will often come to visit her when she grows up.

"When you grow up, you can live in your own home if you want. If you don't want to, you can live in your godmother's house."

Uh... "Long enough to live in my own home."

"This child." Zhang Lianqiu and Lin Zhaoxia were both happy, "Okay, I'll stay at your house. Then my godmother will come to live at your house too."

"it is good!"

Lin Zhaoxia looked at the house and sighed with Zhang Lianqiu, "I thought it would be hard. I don't know how many years I have to earn in the sea market to buy an old shabby apartment. I didn't expect that this would be the peak of my life. Having a house is so difficult." With a car, it seems like I have nothing to pursue and I can just lie down.”

Zhang Lianqiu laughed at her: "Where have you just reached the peak of your life? Have you raised your hair? Do you have a nominated work? Do you have a boyfriend? Nothing, just lie down. Tsk tsk."

Lin Zhaoxia was shocked and stared at her.

Zhang Lianqiu still thought it was not enough and continued to attack: "Zhao Lin, I was suppressed by you every year when I was in school. As long as you were around, I never stood first. But just a few days ago, her signed work has passed It’s been reviewed and the film is already being scheduled.”

Lin Zhaoxia covered her chest: "Huh? Last time, didn't you say that she was still writing outlines and biographies, and now she has a signed work?" "That's not true. I heard that her film had nine screenwriters. All signed."

"Nine screenwriters? That many?"

"It's not that much. In that era where Chen Xingxing starred, there were still fifteen screenwriters. For that movie, "Single City", there were sixteen screenwriters listed in the title. Tsk. There are so many screenwriters, and the number of episodes is not enough. , one person writes two or three episodes, tsk tsk.”

Lin Zhaoxia has also seen those two films, and was a little surprised: "It seems that most companies now use multiple screenwriters. It is said that in order to adapt to the current fast pace, one can speed up the progress, and two can share some work content. "

The chief screenwriter of each company will allocate the number of episodes based on the characteristics and strengths of each screenwriter. After completing a draft, they will discuss and revise it.

Zhang Lianqiu clicked his tongue, "But it's inevitable that the styles will be inconsistent, and they will overturn and tear each other down." The drama was overtaken, with all kinds of rip-offs and blame-shifting, it became popular, and all kinds of grabbing credit.

After Zhang Lianqiu finished speaking, he looked at Lin Zhaoxia with a look of pity on his face, "You have been delayed and exploited by your company. The films produced by your company are only signed by one chief screenwriter, and there are no more. There are two or three, then It also includes planning and production, and there is nothing to do without you small screenwriters working hard. Tsk tsk."

Lin Zhaoxia pressed her chest: "Stop talking, my chest hurts."

Zhang Lianqiu continued to hit her: "If you were like Zhao Lin, your worth would have increased by now, and you would still have to work hard to get a job."

Speaking of Zhao Lin, Lin Zhaoxia suddenly remembered, "The last time I went to the hospital for an evaluation, I met her. I don't know what illness she had, and her steps were shaky. When I went to help her, she was still weak. He didn’t tell me anything about his illness, he just said that the squad leader wanted to organize a party and asked me to go with him."

Zhang Lianqiu made a gesture on his neck, "Are you doing this?" Killing?
"Don't talk nonsense."

Hey, how could she be talking nonsense? Zhao Lin had done this kind of thing more than once or twice in school. "Don't we know who Zhao Lin is?"

We have been classmates for four years, and everyone knows each person's temperament to a certain extent.Zhao Lin knows what she wants very well, and she climbs up every opportunity she can, with some recklessness.People don't like her very much.

When she was in school, she played well with the monitor and the people in the student union, and got along better with her male classmates than her female classmates.Regardless of the job I found after graduation, it took just over a year for me to have my own work.

"Xia Xia, let's not imitate her. You have me. We don't need to do anything against our will."

"What are you talking about? In front of my son."

Zhang Lianqiu went to see Chang Zhi.

Then Zhang Zhi said to her, "My mother is not that kind of person!" After saying that, she wrinkled her nose at Zhang Lianqiu.

"Hey, does my son understand?" Zhang Lianqiu was extremely surprised.

The two of them stopped talking about Zhao Lin.Just talking about the next renovation.

"There are people on my dad's side. Just tell them your requirements and they will help you get it done. Pretend to be yours first, and I won't be in a hurry to stay."

Lin Zhaoxia was not polite to her, "Okay. I don't need to decorate this place. It's all finely decorated and has complete kitchen utensils. I'll just change the door and get some soft furnishings."

"Okay, look at it."

On the other side, Zhao Guangyuan also continued to be hit. Not only did he not find a suitable shop for calligraphy and painting in Wangjie, but Dr. Ruan, who had been asked about, was no longer in the Imperial College.He said that he had returned to his hometown with his family six years ago.