Qin Guan, who had made Director Liu lose both face and money, sat down at the table Cong Nianwei had prepared for them. They met their old friends and classmates, who they hadn't seen for many years.
Chinese dining table culture was a place full of friendship and the way to conduct oneself in the world.
It was the most natural way to eat, expand one's social network, and indirectly increase one's friendship.
After a few words, Qin Guan figured out why his old friends were there. He realized how bold they had become during his absence.
He had managed to make a small joint venture company flourish and flourish.
We have contributed to the construction of the Northwest Development Project. The entertainment activities of the people in the capital are just waiting for us to enrich them.
A KTV chain company called Holedy was now under the management of Qin Guan and his friends.
Qin Guan's value had risen along with the original shares. His total assets had reached tens of millions of yuan in debt.
He had no choice. The initial investment had not been fully recovered, and the later projects needed to be expanded. In short, the company had opened its business, but it didn't have enough money.
However, with the imposing manner of these brothers, it was no wonder that the bank was crying and begging them for loans. No one was a fool, right?
Qin Guan took a sip of scented tea with trembling hands. Cong Nianwei was about to laugh, so he pouted in the direction of the door.
Then he called Mou Xiaoliu and Huang Jiajia. "Come here, Mou!"
The good-for-nothing Mou Xiaoliu immediately dragged Huang Jiajia, who was unwilling to leave, and ran over to them.
"What's up, Senior Qin?"
Her almond-shaped eyes were still as bright as ever.
"Aren't you in the credit department now that you've graduated? I heard that the person just now was your immediate superior? To prevent him from taking revenge on you, I won't let you call me senior for nothing. "
"I have some shares in the company, so I can make the decision for you guys."
The three of them had no objections. They were willing to listen to Qin Guan when it came to anything related to materials, so they all nodded in unison.
Qin Guan waved at Mou and told them to sit down. "You can take the loan that your director failed to get."
"As for the specific procedures, when you go to work tomorrow, I'll get these three brothers to look for you early in the morning, so that that person won't make things difficult for you!"
Mou Xiaoliu, who had always been obedient, blinked her teary eyes and smiled foolishly. "Alas!"
Huang Jiajia was called out by Qin Guan. "I'm talking to you! Why are you rolling your eyes?"
"You don't even know how to greet a teacher, how rude!"
Qin Guan's teasing didn't lead to a tit-for-tat response. Instead, the girl burst into tears.
Qin Guan panicked and turned to look at Cong Nianwei.
"I didn't provoke her … really!"
Huang Jiajia, who was crying and burping, also cleared his name, "I thought you wouldn't be so kind to me in the future … Haha ~"
A warm hand caressed Huang Jiajia's head twice, causing her neatly comically comical braid to tilt a little.
What welcomed him wasn't a stop to the crying, but an even louder howl.
Mou Xiaoliu was a little envious. The hand that had left Huang Jiajia's hand seemed to have read her mind. It patted her on the head.
There was a long-lost warmth, doting, and tolerance between friends.
That's good. With Senior Qin's support, I have to work hard!
Maybe a hundred years ago, when the lights had been turned off in the mansion, there had been a banquet full of distinguished guests.
The moon in the sky was as bright as water, but it couldn't express its sorrow for many years.
The scattered guests left a mess on the table, but the friendship between friends could not be wiped away.
Qin Guan, who hadn't touched alcohol for many years, took a sip for the first time. If it wasn't for his future work, he would have gotten drunk.
The next day, Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei split up. One of them had to embark on the difficult journey to Keke Xili, while the other had to take care of their parents, who would come to the capital on the weekend.
Neither of them was a suicide mission. They had to tolerate each other, and the days would only be smooth when there was negotiation and tolerance.
Translator: Lan _ Editor: Efydatia Qin Guan's career was not smooth at all. The two crews would set off together, which would cause a lot of trouble for everyone.
Both were invested in by Huayi. Ke Ke Xi Li and A World Without Thieves both had scenes in the highlands. The train that appeared the most on camera was driven from Qinghai, which was 4,700 meters above sea level.
When it came to saving time, effort and money though, it had an advantage when it came to collective action.
As a matter of fact, Lu Chuan, who was originally alone and weak, was stolen away by the shameless Feng Xiaogang.
The jeeps were laughing merrily as they drove up the plateau, one after another, winding endlessly.
In such an environment, they had to bring their own props, clothes, supplies, food, and medicine.
This was not a small-scale shooting in a film studio, but a real struggle and compromise with the most real and cruel nature.
Qin Guan's role in "A World Without Thieves" was very small, so he was given a small role to adapt to the Chinese director's style.
There were no thieves in the world. It was a collision between two thieves on an old train. Wang, who had been clinging to Qin Guan's arm the whole time, was like a family member to the crew.
"When did you come back to China, brother?"
Qin Guan was having lunch at a rest stop.
"Brother, do you know that? I was chosen by Director Feng himself. Do you think I'll be a star if I act well? "
Qin Guan was about to go to bed at a small hotel by the road.
"There are so many stars in the film, brother. Liu Dehua, Ge You... I'm afraid of them. Liu Ruoying smiled at me yesterday."
Qin Guan was squatting down with a newspaper in his hand.
Why aren't you afraid of me? I'm a double international Best Actor Award winner!
Forgive the simple and unsophisticated Wang Baoqiang. In his heart, those who often appeared on TV were the real stars. How could others be self-titled?
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
