Since Zaro wanted to treat, Woo Tianhao didn't stand on ceremony. Everyone knew that Woo Tianhao had made a killing by selling garlic. As a result, Woo Tianhao had brought a few more people over to eat.
Although Zaro said it was to celebrate Fang Zhao receiving his bento box, who didn't know Zaro's character? Wasn't it just to show off?
Because Zaro had said he could bring along a few more people, Fang Zhao had brought along Ji Polun and a few other young actors from the same company. Now that Ji Polun and the others had had enough of playing extras, they were about to leave the cast and return home to start all sorts of promotions to raise their popularity. Fang Zhao also took the opportunity to invite them over for a meal before they left. He wanted to use this opportunity to get to know more actors from other continents.
As for Zaro, he only had a manager with him. Zaro had originally wanted to bring a few more actresses from Leizhou but had been dissuaded by his agent.
Of course, whether it was Woo Tianhao's entourage or Fang Zhao's entourage of Ji Polun and company, they all understood that they were just there to serve as foils. They were just there to eat and listen to the two young masters Woo Tianhao and Fang Zhao brag. When the other side got excited, they would join in to liven up the atmosphere.
This time, Zaro had made a reservation at a large restaurant in the gourmet food city. As soon as he entered the private room, Ji Polun and the others behind him widened their eyes.
Stepping on the soft carpet with an ancient aristocratic style was like stepping on the clouds. There was also a large chandelier in the style of an ancient palace, a crowded and brightly colored classical decorative painting, a variety of strong artistic displays, and shiny silverware on the table …
"I don't think this store used to have this style of decoration," Ji Polun whispered.
"It's newly renovated." Another person sniffed and said in a low voice.
"My God!" Woo Tianhao, who had just arrived, scanned the interior with disdain. "I heard that the nouveau riche nowadays like to decorate their houses in this style. Looks like Zaro is prepared to boast this time. "
Sure enough, when everyone gathered, Zaro's face was flushed with success. Before even entering the door, he was already laughing heartily.
It couldn't be helped. Whenever Zaro thought about his little treasury, he would feel a sense of accomplishment. If he didn't show off, he wouldn't be able to calm down. He specially contacted the owner of this restaurant and rented this private room. The rent wasn't cheap, but he was now rich!
After two rounds of drinking, the atmosphere at the table became more casual. Zaro kept bragging, and Woo Tianhao followed suit. Neither side was willing to give in.
Ji Polun and the others, who had been brought here as background characters, had the same idea: to exchange contact information with the other actors. More friends meant more options. Furthermore, Ji Polun would definitely be expanding globally in the future and would not be limited to Yanzhou. Fang Zhao had brought him over this time to take advantage of this opportunity to expand his network.
Fang Zhao was talking to Zaro's agent. They had worked together before and might work together again in the future. Actually, Zaro's agent was very grateful to Fang Zhao. Zaro's opportunities had only happened because of Fang Zhao's matchmaking. Disregarding everything else, just the speculation about garlic had been indirectly caused by Fang Zhao.
It was precisely because Fang Zhao had suggested that Zaro use his sense of taste to aid his performance that every time he watched the Leizhou chapter of Founding Era, he felt that it was a smelly video.
Zaro's agent couldn't help but shiver as he recalled the despairing scent he had smelled. However, in terms of film and television investment, he would not give up. He wanted to dupe Fang Zhao into starring in the next historical drama they were investing in.
Following the birth of the series "Founding Era," restrictions on films and television related to the Period of Destruction would be lifted. In the future, there would surely be more and more films and television series set during the Period of Destruction. At the very least, the popularity of "Founding Era" would not decrease for the next two years.
Fang Zhao rejected.
Zaro's agent did not give up and continued persuading. "You can think about it some more. There is no rush to reply. We can negotiate the remuneration."
As he was speaking, he suddenly heard a shout.
"Fang Zhao!"
Woo Tianhao walked over with a bottle of wine and poured Fang Zhao a glass. "Come, let us brothers have a toast! That trash Zaro can't do it! "
Beside him, Zaro was already a little drunk and had to stop bragging. When it came to alcohol tolerance, Zaro still could not compare to Woo Tianhao.
Woo Tianhao had also drunk too much and was not as calm as usual. "Fang Zhao, you sure have it easy. We still have to continue being background characters. Sigh, when we earn enough money, we will invest in a series. I will be the lead! When the ban on historical dramas from the Period of Destruction is lifted, I want to make eight or ten series about that famous general of our Tongzhou's Wu family! "
As he spoke, Woo Tianhao glanced at Fang Zhao, his eyes full of sympathy. "That one from your Fang family is pitiful. Based on my many years of experience in the entertainment circle, either no one will film him, or a few people will film him blindly! In any case, Fang Zhao died early and has no descendants. There are few disputes. "
Fang Zhao twirled his wine glass with his fingers and did not say anything.
"You have to believe me!" Woo Tianhao belched. When drunk, he was especially talkative and did not have any misgivings. "That Fang Zhao person, what a pity! If you ask me, he is still not ruthless enough! Tell me, if there was no 'Founding Era,' who would remember that Fang Zhao? Of course, I am not talking about you. "
Woo Tianhao patted Fang Zhao on the shoulder. "I am not from Yanzhou, but I know that in the first 100 years of the New Era, the influence of the name 'Fang Zhao' will probably be limited to history exams. After that, when everyone migrates to other planets, I reckon there will be no place for him in the new edition of history textbooks. Perhaps only the cemetery guards will remember this person. Tell me how much of a failure he was as a military commander! Don't you think so? "
Fang Zhao smiled faintly. "If that's the case, it sounds like a failure."
"Exactly! Too much of a failure! " Woo Tianhao slammed the table a few times in a furious manner. "Every year, our family also sends people to the various continents to sweep the tombs. We also go to Yanzhou. The tombs of Fang Zhao and Wu Yan are the main focus, but that is a political mission! Do you know what a political mission is? That is a form of diplomacy, done for others to see! "
Fang Zhao got the waiter to send over some hangover soup. He poured a cup for Woo Tianhao, Zaro, and the others and handed it over.
Woo Tianhao, who was talking excitedly, simply did not notice that the contents of the cup had been changed. He drank it in one gulp and scoffed. "This wine tastes really weird. Could Zaro have bought a fake... Let's continue talking about Fang Zhao."
Fang Zhao: "..."
"When I was in my university politics class, I wrote about it. Among people of the same level, why did Fang Zhao receive this kind of treatment? It's fine if he died earlier than others, and it's fine if he didn't have any direct descendants, but when it comes to disciplining subordinates, he really can't compare to that person in Xizhou! Just look at Xizhou. Xizhou is home to the world's largest prison complex and is famous for its tough people. But look, no matter who takes over as Xizhou's governor, when Great General Lu Xi is mentioned, there is not the slightest bit of fake reverence and respect! That is simply like a pilgrimage! "
Woo Tianhao put one foot on the chair and rolled up his sleeves. "If I were Fang Zhao, brainwash! Ruthlessly brainwash the bunch of subordinates! Then, they would continue to brainwash their children and grandchildren! Endless brainwashing of their descendants! Even if this old man is no longer around, every year there will still be incense to be burned and sacrifices to be made. Let them know that in the territory that I have conquered, I am the righteous one! A bunch of little rascals! Who dares to f * cking forget me! "
Fang Zhao: "... Sit down. Aren't you tired of standing?"
"Not tired. Don't interrupt me. I am only halfway through my thesis. Let me talk about the Wu family. If I were Wu Yan, I reckon I would be so angry that I would crawl out of my coffin! When Wu Yan was around, the Wu family was so awesome. They were not the least bit weaker than the other great generals' families! Now that Wu Yan is gone, the Wu family deteriorated from generation to generation. They even lost their core position! But to be honest, we can't blame them. Our Wu family was nearly overturned 200 years ago. Luckily, we are united. No matter how we fight outside, we still have to be united at crucial times! It is too difficult to defend a continent's core position for long! "
Zaro, who had just finished drinking the hangover soup, heard Woo Tianhao's words and quickly said, "Right! That's right! I agree with what you said! Don't your few continents have an old saying: It is easy to attack mountain ginger but hard to defend it! That's the logic! "
The room suddenly went silent.
"It is easy to attack mountains but hard to defend them. Not mountain ginger, "an actor at the side said in a low voice.
The others in the room looked meaningfully at Zaro and the agent beside him. Could it be that this fellow's next step was to promote mountain ginger?
Zaro's agent took a deep breath and turned his head to look out the window. F * cking retard!
The other actors in the room with a low sense of presence might be sitting obediently, but they were actually all shrewd monkeys. Zaro's words had contained a lot of information for them. They had probably made guesses.
Zaro's agent thought to himself, Luckily, I prepared a Plan B.
B。
Since Zaro had already said it, let's rope in someone else. Zaro's agent looked at Woo Tianhao, who was still ridiculing the Wu family.
With Zaro and Woo Tianhao joining forces to promote, the effect of 1 + 1 was definitely greater than 2.
Previously, when he had been promoting garlic, people had criticized Zaro for using his status to disrupt the market. Now, he had roped in a descendant of a great general to share the burden. The label of being a descendant of a great general was both a protective talisman and a constraint. As long as he didn't go overboard and knew his limits, he would be fine.
Zaro's agent was pondering how to sell Zaro and Woo Tianhao at a high price and didn't notice Fang Zhao glancing at him.
During the meal, they listened to Zaro brag and Woo Tianhao complain. They added each other as friends and got to know each other. They ate, drank, chatted, and laughed. It was quite a joyous occasion.
When they were almost done eating, Fang Zhao checked the time. It was time to head back.
As he got up to leave, Fang Zhao suddenly asked, "Woo Tianhao, how was your final thesis for your university politics class?"
"Re-took it!"
Woo Tianhao got angry at the mention of this. "My politics teacher actually complained to my old man! My old man gave me a beating and even warned me that if I judged leaders so carelessly again, I would... "
His voice stopped abruptly.
Woo Tianhao froze as if he had been petrified. His legs went soft, and he supported the person beside him with a blank expression. "Who am I? Where am I? What did I say just now? I seem to be dreaming about my politics teacher... Aiya, my head hurts. Someone help me up. I drank too much. Let's go back and rest. Bye! "
When everyone came out of the private room, Fang Zhao turned around to take a look.
The large dining table was filled with plates, and it was a bit messy. The plates were filled with food scraps of varying amounts, and the soup had splashed onto the white tablecloth, forming large and small circles. The setting sun shone in through the window, passing through the wine bottles and refracting a mesmerizing light.
Fang Zhao closed the door and covered up the room's ostentatiousness.
When he returned to his dormitory, Fang Zhao contacted Zuo Yu and Yan Biao.
"Boss, I heard you are having dinner tonight? How does it feel? "Yan Biao asked.
Fang Zhao thought back to today's meal and sighed. "The generation gap is really big."
Yan Biao: "..."
Yan Biao had been prepared to say something about his reluctance to part with Fang Zhao, but he hadn't expected Fang Zhao to say this. Fang Zhao had probably met some old veterans of the entertainment circle. Sigh, those old fogeys and youngsters don't get along! Fang Zhao's words were understandable.
Yan Biao, who felt that he had understood his boss's meaning, didn't mention this matter again. "Then we will pick you up from the cast tomorrow. After that, are we going back to the film studio complex or to the base?"
"To the base, to pick up Curly Hair."
"Sure, I will definitely be there on time tomorrow."
After setting up a time with Yan Biao and the others, Fang Zhao contacted the Wai base.
A transport ship had arrived at the base today, and it was still unloading. Curly Hair had to work overtime. Fang Zhao didn't see any sign of that little fella during the video call, so he told the other side that he would head over tomorrow.
Wai base.
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