When he thought of it, he did it, and Wan Xiaohu immediately called his assistant.

"Hey, help me find a book. It is an American novel. The content of the book is that a person took NZT-48 pills. This medicine can help people concentrate their mental power, run their brains at full speed, and their IQ is significantly improved. The protagonist used this medicine and was very successful. In the end, he became addicted. He was inseparable from this medicine..."

He only knew that the movie was adapted from a novel, and he couldn't figure out which novel it was.

The assistant team was quite efficient. At noon the next day, I replied to the letter and found the book "The-Dark-Fields", which was published in 2002. No one has purchased the copyright of the movie adaptation of this book yet.

"Let Sasha Entertainment's copyright department buy the copyright immediately."

The copyright issue was resolved, and Wan Xiaohu put the movie aside for the time being. No matter what, he had to wait for the New Year before he started to adapt the script.

On the third day of the Chinese New Year, a Global Express landed at Jiangdong Airport. Su Ya and Li Miaomiao came to greet the New Year together.

Wan Xiaobin and Wan Xiaolan went to the airport to pick up people, while Wan Xiaohu was qualified to sleep at home.

It was not until noon that he was kicked up by his mother, washed his face and brushed his teeth.

"Hey, hey, you haven't gotten up yet?" After Su Ya entered the door, she saw Wan Xiaohu, holding a tooth tank and messy hair, wearing pajamas, walking over the living room with sleepy eyes.

Wan Xiaohu said listlessly: "You are so careless and don't want to work. Isn't it allowed to sleep for a while?"

"Xiaoya is here to pay New Year's greetings for the first time. Don't show me a dead fish-eye look. Go wash your face and brush your teeth and change your clothes. How old is it? I don't know how particular." Li Cuiping held Su Ya with one hand and Li Miaomiao with the other, staring at Wan Xiaohu.

"Well, you guys sit down, I'll go wash my face." Wan Xiaohu shook the tooth tank in his hand and immediately flashed.

Because I haven't talked about my partner for a long time, my mother now dislikes him very much.

After changing his clothes, he waxed his hair. He looked in the mirror and looked very handsome. Wan Xiaohu then walked out of the room and talked to Su Ya and the others. He had already arranged the arrival of Su Ya and the others, so at noon today, he had dinner at my uncle's house. Only this family did not call other friends and acquaintances to come.

Originally, the identities of Su Ya and Li Miaomiao had long been explained that Li Miaomiao could be treated as Wan Xiaobin's object, and Su Ya was just a friend of Wan Xiaohu. We should distinguish them.

However, something happened at the dining table.

"Ah, Xiaohu's object. I know." The old man asked who Su Ya was with his ears. The uncle said he was Wan Xiaohu's colleague. The old man couldn't hear it clearly, so he took it for granted as Wan Xiaohu's object.

"Old man. Stop talking nonsense. He hasn't started talking about friends yet." Grandma shouted in grandpa's ear.

"What did you say? She is Xiaohu's object, I know!"

"If you keep your ears on your back, say less." Grandma said angrily.

The old man was still a little authoritative: "Don't be fooled with me, eat your food." Then he said loudly to Su Ya: "Xiaoya, grandpa has bad ears and won't talk to you anymore. If you eat food, you will talk to Xiaohu, just treat this place as your own home!"

The grandparents' shouts made Wan Xiaohu speechless.

Su Ya blushed and had no choice but to nod: "I understand, grandpa."

Grandma said, "Xiaoya, don't care, the old man's ears are deaf and he can't figure it out."

"I don't mind, grandma." Su Ya said with her head down, as if she was still glancing at Wan Xiaohu with her eyes.

Wan Xiaohu buried his head in gnawing at the pig's trotters, thinking that nothing had happened and he didn't hear anything.

What should I say?

You can only hide for a while.

"Huzi, don't be busy with your own mouth and picking up food for Xiaoya. Why don't you understand the rules at all?" Li Cuiping said.

"It's so unhygienic to pick up food for others with chopsticks." Wan Xiaohu retorted.

"This is a tradition for Chinese people, Hu Zi, there are public chopsticks on the table, but they don't touch anyone's mouth. What's wrong with it?" said the uncle with a smile.

Wan Xiaohu had no choice but to pick up a chicken wing with public chopsticks: "Su Ya, I remember you like to eat chicken wings. Give it to me. When you arrive at my house, you will understand what the traditional customs in the countryside are, no, traditional customs."

Su Ya smiled and took the chicken wings and said, "My mother also likes to pick up food for people at home. Our meals are the same as here. Xiaohu, you have been to my house."

"But I object to picking up food for people!"

My mother picked up a piece of fat meat and threw it into Wan Xiaohu's bowl: "I thought my mother was dirty and threw it away."

Wan Xiaohu couldn't speak.

Everyone laughed, especially Su Ya, who laughed very brightly.

Li Miaomiao said: "Brother, you are very different from what I imagined. I think the international directors are very stylish when eating, and you are the same as us."

"You are different from me. I thought you were a lady from a family. I didn't expect that you would be like this. Every bowl of food is full of food, and you are not afraid of eating too much?" Wan Xiaohu said with a stern face as his elder brother as his father.

Li Miaomiao laughed: "Because the dishes on the table are delicious, they are very delicious."

The little aunt smiled. She cooked the dishes on the table: "If you eat more, eat more, Xiaoya and Miaomiao, eat more."

Wan Xiaohu snorted from his nose.

Women, sweet words are just a talent! Whether it is Su Ya or Li Miaomiao, it seems that she is not nervous when she grows up in a big family, and she can speak and be a human being.

Then, Li Miaomiao said to Wan Xiaobin: "Help me pick up the pig's trotters, I can't reach them."

He is indeed a foodie!

After dinner, we chatted for a while, and helped my aunt clean up the tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks in a fake way. A few young people went out to play together. There was no fun place in the town, but the fields were in desolate times, which was suitable for walking. There was also a small dam not far away, with a good scenery.

After playing for an afternoon, in the evening, Li Cuiping cooked herself and cooked many authentic Jiangdong dishes.

The stewed crab noodles with lion heads, large dried shredded pork, three sets of duck, and crystal meat are all famous dishes that make people salivate.

"The selection of Jiangdong cuisine is rigorous. It pays attention to freshness and outstanding main ingredients. It is fine in knife skills, good at stewing, stewing, roasting, and grilling. It attaches importance to mixing soup. It is original and has a moderate taste of salty and moderate taste, suitable for both north and south." After eating the dishes made by my mother, Wan Xiaohu began to popularize knowledge again.

"I haven't seen you eat so well?" Su Ya was half-believing and half-doubting.

"The quality of life is high now, of course you have to pay attention to your diet."

"You only need to have a regular schedule in your life. It is more important to your body than a reasonable diet."

"You don't understand what I mean." Wan Xiaohu said, "I don't mean that eating well is good for the body. My body is great and I can still eat and drink for twenty years. Don't worry about it. I mean, now that I have money, I should pay attention to authentic food. It must be exquisite, beautiful, fragrant and delicious!"

"Okay, it turns out that I'm trying to be corrupt in different ways."

"This is not corruption, this is romance, enjoy life."

While clinking glasses with Wan Xiaobin, Wan Cishan said, "Huzi, don't spend money when you have money. Now it's on TV, people in many places can't afford to eat. You can learn from other bosses and do more charity."

Wan Xiaohu nodded and asked Su Ya again: "We Dandelion have been doing charity, right?"

"Well. I spend tens of millions every year to use it for public welfare. But now the domestic charity is too dirty. Donating it will make you a reputation, and it will not be implemented in practice, and it will be removed layer by layer."

China's charity is a lot of bad debts.

Although the incident of Guo Meimei of the Red Cross was a person with ulterior motives, such as One Fund, which hyped and smeared behind the scenes, it also showed that the Red Cross was not a good thing, and other funds were the same. As for the good-sounding One Fund that was promoted later, it was even more a tool for money laundering.

Very few people really do charity.

"In my opinion, we will donate a little money to the foundation every year to deal with it. If we really want to do charity, we will set up a fund ourselves, not accept social donations, and use our own money to do things. Do something within our ability, help schools build teaching buildings, fund children in remote mountainous areas to go to school, help poor people treat diseases, donate clothes and books, and commend some good people and good deeds in society. Don't be too ostentatious, just be your own."

"Well, this idea is good. Just be a person who deserves his conscience. There is no need to hype this and that in society." Wan Cishan expressed support.

Su Ya also nodded: "I will prepare when I go back."

After talking about charity, everyone turned their attention to the food.

I talk about some delicious dishes from all over the world.

It made Wan Xiaohu feel moved: "When will I have time? I will make a documentary that specializes in recording Chinese food and the humanistic culture behind it. I have thought of the name of the program, and it is called "China on the Bite of the Tongue".

"Hey hey hey brother, I'm the first to recommend the stewed crab noodles lion head made by my aunt." Li Miaomiao patted Li Cuiping's flattery again.

"My mother made the stewed crab noodles lion head, the ingredients are too high-end. The documentary I want to make records of home-cooked meals that ordinary people often eat. It is said to be delicious food, but in fact, it is the story of the workers behind it. Otherwise, just making a food documentary will have no meaning." Wan Xiaohu said casually.

"China on the Bite of the Tongue" is not his idea, but a popular Chinese documentary in the future. It is also China's first documentary to go abroad. It promotes Chinese culture and promotes the world to understand China.

Wan Xiaohu is a very casual director. Because he is not short of money, he naturally does whatever he wants.

I decided to film "Never Endless" only in the 30th year, and now I plan to film "China on the Bite of the Tongue". In addition, I have not finished "Kung Fu Panda", my work has increased dramatically. Fortunately, "Never Endless" and "China on the Bite of the Tongue" are both stories where creativity is greater than the scene. If you master the copywriting work well, you will basically complete half of it.

Wan Xiaohu can still be perfectly confident.

Any big director who has no three or five cases on hand is waiting to do it?

Only directors who cannot get a living will finish a movie and slowly prepare for the next movie. A capable director will start preparing for the next movie or the next movie before the film is finished. Especially the big directors on the Hollywood industrial assembly line, a movie, or even started preparing for it five years ago, and then started other movies in the middle. Finally, when we look back, several movies have passed for several years.

"Photo! If you like it, go and shoot!"
Chapter completed!