Saro wanted to treat him, but Wu Tianhao was not polite to him this time. Everyone knew that Saro made a lot of money in fried garlic, so Wu Tianhao brought a few more people to eat.

Although Saro is talking about celebrating Fang Zhao's collection of lunch boxes, who doesn't know how Saro is? Isn't it just to show off?

Because Saro said that he could bring more people, Fang Zhao also brought Ji Polun and his young actors from the same company. Now Ji Polun and his group have been playing supporting roles on various sets and are about to leave the crew and start various publicity to increase popularity. Fang Zhao also took advantage of their departure to bring them to dinner and learn more about actors from other continents through this dinner.

On the other hand, Saro only had an agent. Saro originally wanted to bring more actresses from Leizhou, but was dissuaded by the agent.

Of course, whether it was Wu Tianhao bringing these people, or Ji Bolun and others brought by Fang Zhao, they all understood that they came here as a foil. They sat and had a meal and listened to the bragging of the two young masters Wu Tianhao and Saro. When the other party said it was aroused, they would be enough to cheer and lift the atmosphere.

This time, Saro ordered a meal in a large restaurant in the Food City. As soon as he entered the private room, Ji Polun and his friends followed Fang Zhao and his eyes twitched.

The soft carpet with an ancient aristocratic style is like stepping on it. There are also large antique palace-style chandeliers, crowded classical decorative paintings with bright colors and displays with strong artistic styles, and shiny silverware tableware on the table...

"I remember the decoration of this store was not like this before." Ji Polun whispered.

"Newly renovated." Another man moved his nose and whispered.

"I'm!" Wu Tianhao, who had just arrived, glanced at him in disgust. "I heard that nouveau riche now like to pretend the house in this style. It seems that Saro is preparing to make a big blow this time."

Sure enough, when the people gathered together, Saro looked proud and laughed before he even entered the door.

There is no way. When Saro thinks of his small treasury, his sense of accomplishment churns from his chest, and he cannot calm down without showing off. He specially contacted the owner of this restaurant to rent the private room. The rent is quite expensive, but who made him get rich now!

After two rounds of wine, the atmosphere on the table was even more casual. Saro kept bragging, and Wu Tianhao followed suit and said a few words, and no one was convinced.

Ji Polun and his group were brought here as background boards, and they all had the same idea and exchanged contact information with other actors. They had many friends and multiple ways, and Ji Polun would definitely develop globally in the future, and would not be limited to Yanzhou. This time he was summoned by Fang to seize the opportunity to expand his connections.

Fang Zhao was talking to Saro's agent. He had worked together before and might cooperate in the future. In fact, Saro's agent was still very grateful to Fang Zhao. Several times Saro's opportunities were met by Fang Zhao's connections. Not to mention anything else, just talking about the garlic frying was also caused by Fang Zhao indirectly.

It was because Fang Zhao suggested that Saro use taste stimulation to assist in the performance, so every time he watched the part in the Genesis Leizhou chapter, he felt that it was a scented video.

Thinking of the desperate smell he smelled at first, Saro's agent couldn't help but tremble. However, he still wouldn't let go of film and television investment. He wanted to fool Fang Zhao to act in their next historical film and television drama.

With the birth of the drama "Genesis", the restrictions will be opened for film and television works about the history of the Century Century. In the future, more and more film and television dramas will definitely be born, and at least two years after the broadcast of "Genesis", the popularity will not decrease.

Fang Zhao refused.

"You can think about it again, and don't rush to reply. You can negotiate on the pay." Saro's agent continued to persuade him without giving up.

As I was talking, I suddenly heard a shout.

"Fang Zhao!"

Wu Tianhao came over with a bottle and poured Fang Zhao a glass of wine, "Come on, let's go! Sarona trash is not good!"

Next to him, Saro was already a little stupid to drink, and bragging for a while. Saro was still not as good as Wu Tianhao for alcohol.

Wu Tianhao also drank too much and did not calm down normally. "Fang Zhao, you are relaxed. We have to continue to be the background. Alas, when you make enough money, you invest in a drama and I will be the protagonist! When the ban on the historical dramas of the century is completely revoked, I will shoot the famous general of the Wu family in Tongzhou to shoot ten and eight series!"

As he said that, Wu Tianhao looked at Fang Zhao again, his eyes full of sympathy, "You Fang family is pitiful. Judging from my years of experience in the entertainment industry, either no one will take pictures or a few random shots! Anyway, Fang Zhao died long ago but has no descendants, and there are few disputes."

Fang Zhao turned his fingers and said nothing.

"Don't believe it!" Wu Tianhao burped, and after drinking high, he talked a lot, without any scruples, "It's a pity that Fang Zhao is! If I were to say it, it's still not cruel enough! Tell me, if there was no Genesis, who would remember the one named Fang Zhao? Of course, I'm not talking about you."

Wu Tianhao patted Fang Zhao on the shoulder, "I'm not from Yanzhou, but I know that the 100th year of the new century was okay at the beginning. The further we went, the influence of the name "Fang Zhao" would probably be limited to the history exam. Later, when everyone immigrated to other planets, there would probably be no place for him in the new version of the history textbook. Perhaps the person guarding the tomb would remember that there was such a person. How failed his legion commander did! Did you think?"

Fang Zhao smiled faintly: "It sounds like this, it's a very failure."

"That's it! It's so failed!" Wu Tianhao slapped the table several times, looking angry at him. "Our family will send people to various continents to visit tombs every year, and also to Yanzhou. The tombs of 'Fangzhao' and Wuyan are the key points, but that is with political tasks! Do you know what a political task is? It's a kind of diplomacy, for others to see!"

Fang Zhao asked the waiter to send sobering soup, poured a glass of Wu Tianhao and Saro and others, and handed it over.

Wu Tianhao, who was so excited, didn't notice the change in the cup at all. He sniffed, "This wine tastes so weird. Saro couldn't be a fake one... Let's continue to say 'Fang Zhao'."

Fang Zhao: "..."

"I wrote the final paper of the political class in college. Why did the 'Fang Zhao' treat him like this among the figures of the same level? It would be fine if he died earlier than others, and it would be fine if he had no direct descendants. But just train his subordinates, he is really not as good as Xizhou! Just look at Xizhou, Xizhou, the world's largest prison group, and a famous place of tough folk customs. But look, no matter who takes over as Xizhou, when it comes to General Lu Xi, he is always admiration without any falsehood! That's like a pilgrimage!"

Wu Tianhao stepped on the chair and rolled up his sleeves: "If I were Fang Zhao, brainwash it! Brainwash the people under his command! Then let them continue to brainwash their descendants! The descendants will wash endlessly! Even if I am gone, the incense and sacrifices that should be burned every year must not be missing! Let them know that on the territory I have captured, I am just! A group of little bastards! Who dares to forget me!"

Fang Zhao: "...sit down and stand and say you're not tired?"

"No, don't interrupt me. I'm only half of the paper after the final lecture. Let me talk about the Wu family. If I were Wu Yan, I would probably be so angry that I would climb out of the coffin! When Wu Yan was there, the Wu family was so awesome. They were in front of each other's generals' families. They were not weak at all! When Wu Yan was gone, the Wu family was inferior to the previous generation and even lost their core position! But if you really want to talk about it, you can't blame them. Our Wu family was almost overturned two hundred years ago. Fortunately, they were united. No matter how they fought outside, they still had to work together at the critical moment! It's too difficult to keep the core position of the continent for a long time!"

Saro, who had just finished drinking the sausage soup, heard Wu Tianhao's words and said, "Yes! That's right! I agree with you! There is no old saying among your continents that is easy to beat the mountain ginger and it is difficult to guard the mountain ginger! That's what he said!"

The room suddenly became quiet.

"The country is easy to fight the country and difficult to defend the country. It is not Shanjiang." An actor next to him whispered.

The others in the room looked at Saro meaningfully and the agent next to him. Is this guy going to fry Shan Ginger the next step?

The agent took a deep breath and turned his head to look out the window: md mentally retarded!

The actors with low presence in the room, although they are sitting obediently now, are actually all monkey spirits. For them, Saro's words have a lot of information, so they probably guessed it.

The agent said in his heart: Fortunately, I have prepared plan b.

Since Saro has already said it, let me join the group again. The agent looked at Wu Tianhao who was still complaining about the Wu family.

Saro and Wu Tianhao, the two of them jointly fought, and the effect of 1+1 is definitely greater than 2.

When cooking garlic, someone scolded Saro for reliing on his identity to disrupt the market. Now he will bring down a descendant of a general to share the pressure, so don’t play yourself in order to make money. The label of descendant of a general is a talisman and a constraint. As long as you don’t overplay and master the degree, you will be fine.

The agent lowered his head and wondered how to sell Saro and Wu Tianhao to a high price, but did not notice that Fang Zhao glanced at him.

For a meal, listen to Saro bragging and Wu Tianhao’s complaints, everyone adds a friend to each other, recognizes more friends, eats, drinks, talks, and laughs, and looks very happy.

After eating almost the same food, it’s time to go back.

When he got up and left, Fang Zhao suddenly asked: "Wu Tianhao, what is the rating of your college political class finale?"

“Repair!”

When Wu Tianhao mentioned this, he was angry, "The political teacher actually complained to my old man! The old man beat me up and warned me if I randomly evaluate the leader..."

The voice came to an abrupt end.

Wu Tianhao was stiff as if petrified. His legs became weak, and he held the person next to him, looking confused: "Who am I, where am I? What did I say just now? I seemed to dream of my political teacher... Oh, I had a headache, who helped me, I drank too much and went back to rest, I retreated first, beg!"

When everyone came out of the private room, Fang Zhao looked back.

The dining table was filled with dining trays, which were a bit messy. There were food residues of varying portions in the dining tray. The soup splashed on the white tablecloth to stain the circles of large and small sizes. The sunset shone outside the window, passing through the wine bottle, reflecting the intoxicating light.

Bring it to the door and cover up the glitz of the room.

Back at the dormitory, Fang Zhao contacted Zuo Yu and Yan Biao.

"Boss, I heard you have a dinner tonight? How do you feel?" Yan Biao asked.

Fang Zhao recalled the meal today and sighed: "The generation gap is so big."

Yan Biao: "..."

Yan Biao was also preparing to support Fang Zhao and say something about parting, but he didn't expect that this sentence would come. I guess the boss met some old seniors in the entertainment industry. Hey, those old men and young people can't talk to each other! Fang Zhao can understand this.

Yan Biao, who thought he had already understood the boss's meaning, no longer mentioned this matter, "Then we will go to the crew to pick you up tomorrow, and then go back to the film and television city, or to the base?"

"Go to the base and pick up the curls."

"Okay, we will arrive on time tomorrow."

After making an appointment with Yan Biao and the others, Fang Zhao contacted the Weixing Base again.

A transport ship arrived at the base today, and the point was still unloading, and the curly hair had to work overtime. Fang Zhao didn't see the little thing on the video call, so he told him to go there tomorrow.

Weixing Base.

Curly, who came back from working overtime on the security patrol, heard that Fang Zhao had finished filming and was about to come tomorrow. He was excited and demolished the sofa in the office of the base commander Hoy.
Chapter completed!