If you want to be the boss, you must first learn to pay the bills.
Zhang Jinling, Gong Xue, and Cai Ming paid for it themselves, and they had this condition, while the books bought by Jiang Shan, Ge You, and Liang Xiaosheng were all purchased by Chen Qi.
He is parasitic in the Beijing Film Studio, eating and drinking from others, making money from others, and poaching others' corners. Although he is useless now, he has been cultivating his team in a subtle way.
Just like Ge You and Liang Xiaosheng, as long as he utters a word, these two people will accompany him to do private work without hesitation.
In the evening, the group returned to Beijing Film Studio, and the trio entered room 302 again.
Chen Qi poured out bundles of books and untied the ropes. There was no place to put them, so he had to put them on the table. Then he worried: "I bought too many books. It would be too troublesome to store so many books in the guest house. It would be nice to have my own house."
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"Which one of us has a house? I still live with my parents. Lao Liang has a small dormitory with an area of ​​8 square meters. You have the best conditions." Ge You said.
"Don't talk about the house, I don't even have a wife at the age of 30!" Liang Xiaosheng shook his head.
Speaking of his wife, Ge You became more excited. He sat cross-legged on the bed and said, "To tell you the truth, it was my first time to go shopping with a lesbian today, and I had a very different feeling."
"Why is it different? Tell me about it?" Chen Qi said with a smile.
"Let's talk about Sister Jin Ling first. I wasn't familiar with her before, but now I think she is quite nice, cheerful and cheerful, with a bigger face and a motherly warmth."
"Little sister Jiang Shan is smart and cute. If she aspires to a career in literature and art, she will also be a good actress serving the people in the future."
"As for Cai Ming, she seems to have a strange mind and often doesn't understand what she is thinking, but she is a nice person."
"Comrade Gong Xue..."
Mentioning Gong Xue, Ge You's eyes were bright and he said longingly: "I don't have much contact with her. She is like a bright moon, hanging high in the sky, shining on ordinary people like us."
Liang Xiaosheng was very happy. Men all love beauty. He asked: "Xiao Chen, you have been in contact with her a lot. How do you feel about her?"
"She is a very nice person. She is a gentle big sister."
"Oh, gentle sister..."
Ge You squinted his eyes, squinted forty-five degrees, and showed a feeling of longing, as if these five words could make the man's heart beat more than "Shen Yu Luo Yan" and "Hui Zhi Lan Xin".
They didn't associate Gong Xue and Chen Qi together. They were several years apart.
After chatting for a while, the two said goodbye.
Chen Qi fiddled with the books again. They felt like they were taking up space no matter where they were placed. No matter how good the guest house was, it was not his own private space.
His one thousand yuan, which is a lot, can't buy anything serious, let alone a house. The commercial housing in Beijing is far away, and we have to wait until Fangzhuang and the Asian Games Village come out.
There is currently only one overseas Chinese apartment built in the 1960s, in the West Third Ring Road, with an area of ​​120-160 square meters and a price of more than 100 yuan per square meter. Either the overseas Chinese can buy it directly with US dollars, or the overseas Chinese can send US dollars back, or relatives in the country can
Buy it, the US dollars won’t be able to escape anyway.
Because this thing was built to absorb foreign exchange.
"When you have time, you should go pick up antiques and grab the business of Ma Weidu, the female elder and Li Chunping."
Chen Qi suddenly became happy. In this era, many people made a fortune by reselling antiques, but it didn't sound good to talk about it, so he made up one story after another about hard work for himself. It was disgusting.
As the night grew dark, he turned on the light and sat at the table to sort out some thoughts.
If the goal of the first stage was to write a script and have sex in a guest house for free, it would have been achieved long ago and it would be time to enter the second stage.
There wasn't much he could do during this period. Among the businesses at hand, one was writing scripts, the other was writing novels, and at most Huang Zhanying's shabby tea stall.
Domestic films will have to wait until the 1990s to be marketed, which is too far away. Film is a very useful tool, but people today don't know how to use it, or dare not use it. The literary generation will be a good opportunity to meet gay people in Hong Kong.
As for novels, his goal is to create a popular magazine.
Next year will be 1980. In the next decade, domestic ideological trends will jump repeatedly between two extremes, and people will let go of their confusion and desires. It will be a bizarre era.
He's happy to go in and mix things up.
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"good!"
"Passed!"
In the No. 3 studio of Beijing Film Studio, the interior of a luxurious suite was set up, and Gong Xue performed several scenes of daily life.
Wang Haowei waved his hand and shouted: "We will go to the conference tomorrow. We will rest for seventeen days. There is still a part of the play left. We will definitely finish it in December."
You all have worked hard during this period, and it just so happens that you have a vacation, but you can still relax and unwind. I hope that when we come back, you can put 100% enthusiasm into work and get into work right away!"
"Whoosh!"
Everyone applauded, and "Lushan Love" was temporarily suspended.
On October 30, the Literary Congress opened, followed by the Artists Association, Writers Association, Drama Association, Music Association, Film Association, Music Association, Dance Association and other associations, which held their own representative conferences respectively, and finally closed on the 16th.
Various activities, dinners, etc. were interspersed during the period.
The entire crew, including Wang Haowei, Tang Guoqiang, and Zhang Jinling, are eligible to participate.
But if you look at the Beijing Film Studio, there are many things. From director Wang Yang to great directors, great actors, great photographers, and great artists, they are the core force of domestic films.
Chen Qi was at the scene today and followed the flow of people out. As soon as he left the studio, a factory worker ran over and said, "Xiao Chen, I see there is an email from you!"
"Oh, thank you!"
He walked to the door again and arrived at the reception room. Sure enough, he saw "Chen Qi has a package" written on the blackboard.
"uncle!"
"Well, what's that bulging thing?"
"Readers please write in, thank you!"
The receptionist already knew that he was the boy who gave him half a box of money, and he was extremely surprised. These days, he feels that he is not recognized for his talents, and not many of them really stand out.
Chen Qi carried the package back to the room, opened it and took a look.
First there were a bunch of letters from readers, then there was a sample issue of the November "Story Club", and finally there was a reminder letter from He Chengwei.
The general idea is:
The second half of "Kapok Kasaya" will be released soon. Readers are looking forward to it, and we are full of confidence. We will send you a sample issue in advance for your correction.
By the way, I want to ask, have you written your new work? Write it quickly! Write it quickly! Don’t you think you haven’t written a single word? Don’t push me too hard, or I’ll go to the capital to find you in real life and hang myself.
At your doorstep...
"Hey, it's a good thing you didn't send me a blade!"
Chen Qi curled his lips and asked for more updates. When the opportunity comes, they will naturally be updated.
He took the upper and lower parts of "Kapok Kasaya" and ran downstairs to the literature department in the main building.
"Director Jiang!"
"Xiao Chen, I was just looking for you. How much did Shanshan spend on buying books that day?"
"You killed me, you helped me so much, it's just a few books."
"One code equals one code!"
"No, just think of it as a gift for your child! It's for your child!"
After some sophistication, Chen Qi handed over two copies of "Story Club" and said, "When I was in Lushan, I used my free time to write a story. I was lucky enough to have it published. Please take a look."
"Oh? Young people are amazing and full of creative energy!"
Jiang Huaiyan praised, but when he looked at "Story Club", he frowned and said: "This, this kind of magazine..."
"I write martial arts novels, and no one wants them."
"Okay, let me take a look first."
Chapter completed!