Superstar starts from the Film and Television Academy

But what project to do to fire the studio's first shot, Han Fei was a little uncertain at the moment.

Chapter 181 The licence is worth more than the car.

Just before Han Fei could make a decision, someone approached the door, and this one had an arrogant attitude and opened his mouth to let Han Fei pour the tea.

Naturally, the visitor was Zhao Mengru, who slipped around and caught a glimpse of Xu Qingya, who was recording.

Han Fei searched around and didn't find any tea, so he simply poured a cup of plain water, "Okay, I've only just moved here, so you can take a sip first."

Zhao Mengru swept a dirty look at Han Fei, "You kid, you're not learning at a young age."

Han Fei knew at a glance that he had misunderstood and quickly explained: "No, are you interesting or not? I got a sound studio before, didn't I, and she's the manager there."

Zhao Mengru "oh", Han Fei also does not know whether he believes it or not, anyway, do not bother to explain, this kind of thing is more and more black, might as well be a little frank.

"No, your lordship didn't come to my place in person just to have tea, did he?" Han Fei chatted with Zhao Mengru for a while before finally asking.

Zhao Mengru's entire face wrenched up, "You kid still has the nerve to say that?" Finished pulling a card out of his pocket and slapped it on the table.

"What do you mean you sneaked money into my card when you said 100,000? If this gets out, do I still want my old face?"

When Zhao Mengru came to shoot the Tomb Raider's Note to lower his own price, if the Tomb Raider's Note didn't make any money, it would be just that, since it did, Han Fei would naturally give the money to others to make up for it, except that the Penguin Video's payment was late, and this matter was delayed until yesterday.

As a result, this master came to us today, and Han Fei smiled, "How did you know that I made this money? What if the bank made a mistake?"

"You brat, don't give me the slip, who else is so thoughtful besides you, here's 1.2 million, plus the previous 100,000, which happens to be 100,000 more than the usual pay for the film, who else can there be besides you? Thanks to you kid for thinking of it, and giving an extra hundred thousand, counting interest?" Zhao Mengru scolded Han Fei for being a stinker.

Han Fei scratched his nose in embarrassment, "Is that why you're angry about this? No need, if you like, I'll take back the 1.2 million, okay?"

In fact, Han Fei also knows that Zhao Mengru will not take the money, but whether he wants it or not is one thing, whether he gives it or not is another thing, this is to be a human being, of course, Han Fei also does not know that Zhao Mengru is that kind of calculating person, he is also doing this to the circle, this matter will not be able to hide, and then the circle will know, as long as the people who have helped him, he will remember, people's hearts are not like this, isn't it?

"Ugh, that's right." Zhao Mengru shoved the card into Han Fei's hand and instantly put on a new smiling face.

Han Fei was also happy, it was the first time he had ever seen someone so happy to give money.

Since he came here, Han Fei naturally wanted to invite Zhao Mengru for a meal, but there really wasn't any decent restaurant near Jing Ying, so Zhao Mengru, as an old fart, let Han Fei get in the car and dragged him to the South Gate of Dongcheng District to brush meat.

Dude, there's no one to eat hot pot in a body suit shorts in the middle of summer, but don't tell me, this one is crowded and there's a lot of people lined up at the door.

The company has been in the process of developing the new product for the past two years.

Soon after the manager came, Zhao Mengru invited them into a private room on the second floor with a smile on his face like a chrysanthemum.

Han Fei hurriedly flattered, "Gotta, it's still your old man who has face."

Zhao Mengru laughed slightly smugly, "This isn't even a thing? Just this stupid shop, if it wasn't close I wouldn't have brought you here, let me tell you this, I'm a part of this inside, but I'll just take the money, regardless of the operation."

Well, it's a home-based business, so no wonder it was just so rude.

"But I say, isn't it time you boys got a car? I still have to drive your boy for dinner, like that?" While the food was being served, Zhao Mengru began to spit at Han Fei.

Saying that, Han Fei really remembered, "Hey, you really don't say that, I had to get a certificate, I kept saying that I would, but I was too busy and forgot about it."

"Gotta, all under your arrangement." Han Fei knew this Lu Zeno, and didn't care so much, he would do whatever the old man arranged.

"But it's easy to get the license plate, it's not easy to get the license plate, and I've heard that you can't get in line if you wait years to shake the number."

Zhao Mengru smiled, "Still young, then I, will teach you a trick?"

Han Fei quickly poured wine for Zhao Mengru as soon as all the food and drinks were served.

"Actually this thing, it's simple, just fee two money, you, buy a car with a photo, then go to the DMV to apply for scrapping, leave the license plate behind, when you buy a new car, directly register this new car under the name, won't you have the license plate?" Zhao Mengru took a sip from his wine glass.

I have to admit, this old Jianghu is a trick, to be frank, now the capital's second-hand car market, the car is not worth much, the key is the value of the license plate, said to sell the car is better to sell the license plate.

Zhao Mengru gave Han Fei another trick: "You'd better get two, isn't it a single or double number restriction now, get it done at once, save trouble."

Han Fei nodded, in fact, not to say he also knows this reasoning, originally there were actually two cars at home, single and double number, then Dong Jie gave birth to a baby at home left one, it is estimated that Han Xiao to alleviate the pressure to sell, this is also the reason why Han Fei left a one million to the family.

In the summer, Han Fei hid in the box, with the air conditioner on, eating hot pot, don't say really a different flavor, Han Fei and Zhao Mengru eating shabu shabu together with wine, and soon chatted away.

Drinking almost to the point, Han Fei suddenly asked, "Old man, you didn't come this time just to give me the money, right?"

Zhao Mengru said, "Huh?" "Why did you say that, kid?"

"Your old man has looked at his watch a total of seven times since he walked in the door, so don't tell me you're looking at your watch just to show off to me, you Rolex?" Han Fei laughed.

"Hey, you kid is still fucking sticky wool than monkeys are fine, in fact, bar, I am also a middleman today, there is an old friend who wants to meet you to talk about something, but also our circle ........" As Zhao Mengru was saying, the door of the box was pushed open.

Zhao Menru took a look and cleaved his head to spit, "Good you old Fan, today we agreed that you would be the host, but you old boy actually came late."

Old Fan even arched his hands to confess his sins, then extended his hand at Han Fei, "Han Fei right? You're just like Old Zhao, just call me Old Fan."

Han Fei was slightly surprised and stretched out his hand, although this director's films weren't too successful, he was one of the representatives of the capital circle, but he had switched to being an investor over the years and was gradually forgotten.

Just that this person who had asked himself out with Zhao Mengru shouldn't simply just want to get to know him, right? Han Fei couldn't help but frown slightly.

Chapter 182 - This ten million, I vote.

Old Fan was also crisp, sitting down and drinking three glasses of wine in a row, "Old Zhao you don't pick on me either, it's really something that's delayed, so that's always okay, right?"

Zhao Mengru just let him go, to Han Fei: "Kid, don't stretch out the food, the drink, this old kid rare to invite a guest, don't aggravate yourself."

Old Fan was not happy to hear this laughing and scolding: "You less choreographed me, which time you are not on my home and eat and take."

Han Fei is also not a drill bull, simply also let go, pushing the cup for a cup, wine and full, three people while drinking tea, while chatting.

Finally Old Fan asked, "Little Han ah, what arrangements have you made recently?"

Han Fei's heart came, and he didn't hide it in the slightest: "I'm preparing to expand the studio's business a bit and get a professional film and television department, so I guess I'll try my hand at a small project first."

Zhao Mengru and Old Fan looked at each other, neither of them were too surprised.

Instead, Old Fan smiled, "Since I haven't found a project yet, I do have a movie here, but an actor, I don't know if you're interested ah?"

Han Fei was stunned, looking at his expression, Old Fan and Zhao Mengru both laughed, "This kid doesn't think that I'm asking you to find him to sign him up, right?"

Han Fei laughed apologetically at being spoken to.

Zhao Mengru patted Han Fei's shoulder in a bad mood, "It should be punished, am I the kind of person to take advantage of a buddy with someone?"

"Okay, I was wrong, two old brothers, I'll punish myself with three glasses." Han Fei hurriedly lifted his wine glass, his heart also somewhat touched.

The wine to the cup dried, Han Fei also took the script handed over by Old Fan, from the thickness of the script, it should be a supporting role.

Sure enough, Old Fan also opened his mouth to explain, "This script is produced by Hua Yi Culture and jointly produced by our three other companies, the preparations are almost done, it's just that the role isn't too easy to find, then I talked to the director when we were having dinner together, and I felt that your conditions are more suitable for the character, so I recommended [Tomb Raiding Notes] to the director. "