Gu Siwei really couldn't listen to it anymore. It wasn't that the play was not good, it was naturally good. It was because he ordered it himself that it didn't sound good. Guan Jian had too many people joining in, which made Gu Siwei miserable.

Its annoying.

He took Pan Baofeng and left directly.

"We can't come here anymore," Gu Siwei said calmly as he glanced at the theater through the car window.

Seeing that Gu Siwei was in a good mood, Pan Baofeng said, "If you don't come, Sanle will come whenever he has time."

"Oh? What can you say?" Gu Siwei asked with a smile.

Pan Baofeng said: "Zhao Sanle and that little Donghuang are a little interesting."

As for what the meaning was, Gu Siwei was not stupid, but he was not interested in this matter either. He reached out and patted Pan Baofeng on the head.

"You gossip about other people all day long. As for you, you have spent a lot of time with that little nurse. When a man should take responsibility, he has to take responsibility. Why are you always dragging it back and forth like this?"

.

Pan Baofeng chuckled and said: "We are planning to get married, but we haven't set a date yet, and I don't know if boss you will be free to come home for a wedding drink."

"That's a good thing, but I really don't dare to respond to you like this about the wedding banquet. Tell me what day it is, and I'll try my best to come over," Gu Siwei said.

Pan Baofeng said: "October this year."

"Has everything been booked in the hotel? How many tables are going to be arranged?" Gu Siwei asked with a smile.

Pan Baofeng said: "I haven't planned to invite many people. I just know a few families and her relatives. There will be five or six tables in total. I haven't set a specific date, so I haven't booked a hotel."

"Well, it's a good thing. Don't worry. Even if I don't come, I will still give you a big red envelope," Gu Siwei said.

Pan Baofeng said in a playful manner: "I'm just waiting for your words."

"Do it well." Gu Siwei reached out and patted Pan Baofeng on the shoulder.

Pan Baofeng hummed.

He has been following his boss for several years, and naturally he knows that his boss has never been like the Hong Kong bosses here. After his boss makes money, he is not willing to pay his employees, let alone his driver. Now

What he dared to imagine before he met his boss was that he could drive for his boss for a day and earn more than he did in a month before. What else could he be dissatisfied about?

Gu Siwei returned home and was eating dinner with a bowl in hand when he heard the sound of a car in the yard. He curiously looked out and saw Yu Wei's car driving into his yard.

Gu Siwei thought to himself: If this old boy doesn't stay at home, why does he come to my place?

But people were here, and since they were friends and were now doing business together, he couldn't drive them away, so he put the bowl away and went downstairs to greet Yu Wei.

As soon as I came downstairs, I saw Yu Wei coming out of the car, along with a tall and thin man in his forties who wore black-rimmed glasses and looked like he had read a lot of ink.

"Siwei, Siwei, come here and introduce me to you. This is Mr. Zhang Shun, a famous screenwriter on our island."

As soon as he saw Gu Siwei, Yu Wei introduced him enthusiastically.

The screenwriter? His name is Zhang Shun? Well, he is not famous. Of course, it may be that he is famous, but Gu Siwei is too young and has not heard of his name.

Hearing that it was a screenwriter, Gu Siwei didn't understand anything, so he smiled at Yu Wei and said, "Brother, are you too impatient?"

Yu Wei joked: "There is no way not to rush. When I see your rent bill, I break out in a cold sweat."

Gu Siwei laughed and invited the two of them into the room.

"Have you eaten?"

"You haven't eaten yet?" Yu Wei asked.

Gu Siwei said: "If you haven't eaten it, then eat it here. If you have, then let's try the wine I have hidden here."

Upon hearing this, Yu Wei said to Zhang Shun next to him: "His wine is good!"

Zhang Shun smiled faintly, with a hint of scholarly reserve.

I took the two of them into the living room, which is on the second floor, about a hundred square meters, and connected to a large terrace. From the terrace, you can enjoy the entire harbor.

Without letting anyone in, Gu Siwei took out a bottle of red wine from the wine rack, opened it and put it aside while he was awake and chatting with Yu Wei and Zhang Shun.

Non-nutritive nonsense, about how the weather is nice and so on.

"Okay, stop rambling and get down to business."

Yu Wei couldn't stand it anymore, so he opened his mouth and brought the topic to business.

Gu Siwei glanced at Zhang Shun with a smile.

Zhang Shun also said: "Then let's talk about business."

"I have a notebook here."

As expected, Zhang Shun took out a loose-leaf notebook from the bag he was carrying and handed it directly to Gu Siwei.

Gu Siwei handed it to Yu Wei first.

Yu Wei waved his hand: "I've already seen it."

Gu Siwei turned it over twice and put it on the coffee table. He smiled at the two of them and said, "I won't read it either, let's talk about it?"

Yu Wei glanced at Zhang Shun, and Zhang Shun subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold his glasses and started talking.

The story is very simple and cliché. It is a love story. A poor boy from the countryside comes to make a living in a big city. Of course, this big city is not Hong Kong City, but Daobei City.

Then it's about how hard you work, how hard you work, and finally you get noticed by the rich lady.

At this point, Gu Siwei wanted to yawn, but he held it back. Because through the description of the male protagonist, Gu Siwei looked like the bamboo pole and four-eyed frog in front of him.

It's really disturbing.

Originally, he thought he would finally return home with the beauty in his arms, so the two of them rolled into bed in a hurry.

As a result, after another half an hour, the girl broke up with the male protagonist due to pressure from her family and married a well-matched male licking dog.

After hearing the whole story, Gu Siwei just wanted to say one thing: I will attack your mother!

You gentle bitch, are you writing a script?

"How about it?"

Yu Wei looked at Gu Siwei and said expectantly: "What do you think of this story? It's quite profound and reflects the current social trends on the island."

For a moment, Gu Siwei didn't know what to tell Yu Wei. It was okay to write a novel like this. No one would read it, but it would just be a waste of money.

If something like this is made into a movie, it won't be paper money.

The film used in movies now is not the digital storage in the future. If you are not satisfied with the shooting, you will directly overwrite it. As soon as you turn on the camera, you will burn money.

There are also countless staff who will accompany you to play, which is another amount of money.

I spend money everywhere and you get me a script like this?

It’s still profound and it reflects society. I opened a film company to make money, not to reflect on society!

Gu Siwei felt that he wanted to pick up the four-eyed frog in front of him right now, throw it directly on the road outside, and let Pan Baofeng drive his car to run it back and forth ten times.

"Tell the truth or lie?"

Gu Siwei asked.

Yu Wei knew as soon as he heard this that there was nothing good to say.

"Seriously, I want to hear your opinion." Zhang Shun didn't know Gu Siwei's temper. He felt that he could accept a little criticism.

Of course, how much this point is depends entirely on Zhang Shun's mood.

As for those who engage in literature, God is first, Lu Xun is third, I am second, and there are only a few people who can take it seriously.

But Zhang Shun forgot, Gu Siwei, oh, is Su Siwei in front of you trying to see your mood?

He is paying and you are asking for change. If you have money, why bother looking for him? You just come here because you have no money. You have to pay three cents lower to ask for help, not to mention that Mr. Kuan is feeling sick now.

Full of fire.

"This thing".

Gu Siwei took the script and shook it, then threw it on the coffee table with a bang: "Under the overpass in the old capital, you can listen to seven episodes for one penny! Every episode made into a movie will be more popular than this thing."

Zhang Shun's expression suddenly changed when he heard this.

"Mr. Su, you may not understand literature or film art."

"Art you fucker!"

After pulling handfuls of eggs for so long, Gu Siwei finally broke out.

"Ordinary people buy tickets and spend money to go to the cinema and watch movies to relax and have fun. I spend money to make movies to make money! Who the hell cares about your bullshit art?"

Gu Siwei said coldly.

"Did you see anyone jumping off the building on your way here? What's going on in the world now? If you show this thing to others, do you think other people's lives are not hard enough? If you want them to spend money, you have to buy a bad thing.

Heart?

Let me tell you this, if I have money to take pictures of your lousy book, I might as well find two beautiful women, build a bathtub and film them bathing to make money!"

Yu Wei was stunned after hearing this. As a young master, he didn't have the feelings of an ordinary person. Besides, there weren't many people investing in the stock market. If he was worried about losing money, he would be better off if he slept for a while.

What is the situation in the Hong Kong market now? The stock market has plummeted like this. There are a few people who are having an easy time. Didn't I say that even the vegetable seller has bought stocks? How miserable can you say the entire Hong Kong market is?
To be continued...