It was late at night, and Wang Hao was about to leave, but Su Meng did not try to keep her. Her restless heart had long returned to ordinary life. She was very content with her current life and felt very happy. Although there was a hint of loneliness when it was late at night, who in this world was not lonely?

Wang Hao took two steps, turned his head to look at Su Meng, and suddenly said, "Hey?"

"Hmm?" Su Meng replied.

"If I haven't settled down at the age of forty, can you take me in? I don't want to be homeless when I get old," said Wang Hao.

Su Meng's expression was obviously stunned, then a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth and said, "I don't accept people who eat dry food here."

"I can cook and clean." Wang Hao said.

Su Meng waved her hand, said nothing, and turned around and left.

Wang Hao's expression was a little disappointed, and then he turned around and left the welfare home, took out his cell phone and took a look, because he had just been in a silent state.

Ouyang Rujing made two calls and Li Jie made three calls.

After thinking about it, Wang Hao did not call back and directly booked a high-speed train to Beijing tomorrow morning.

Li Jie had a big fight with Ouyang Rujing in the bar in the 1980s. She finally brought Wang Hao back and prepared to have a good chat, but she didn't expect that she would be destroyed by Ouyang Rujing, so she couldn't control her temper. However, she was sarcastic and sarcastic. How could Ouyang Rujing make her sarcastic and fight back immediately, so the two eventually parted in disagreement.

After returning home, Li Jie began to reflect, because after the argument, she found that Wang Hao was missing.

"Wang Hao is most uncomfortable when he is quarreling with Ouyang Rujing like this. In the future, you must control your emotions and make Ouyang Rujing hysterical and sensitive and suspicious. Over time, Wang Hao's emotional balance should slowly tilt towards him." Li Jie thought in her heart.

At this time, Ouyang Rujing also realized this problem. She was not a fool. On the contrary, she was very smart: "It seems that she can't argue with Li Jie in the future. She and Wang Hao are legal couples. Although gentleness is difficult to achieve for the time being, she must at least give him some face in front of outsiders."

Li Jie and Ouyang Rujing's reflection, Wang Hao didn't know that he returned to the old house on Anshan Road alone. This was originally the headquarters of Zhongyitang, but now there is no one living there. The people who followed him basically lived in villas or bought a big house in high-end communities in the city center.

When Wang Hao opened the door, he found that it seemed that people were cleaning the place often and there was no dust.

"Huh? Did Qian'er arrange a housekeeping aunt?" Wang Hao secretly expressed his surprise.

I was not sleepy, so I went to the kitchen to take a look at the refrigerator. There was beer inside, which had not expired yet. So Wang Hao took two cans and sat on the sofa while drinking and watching TV.

Squeak!

Suddenly the door of the master bedroom opened, and a woman wearing a suspender nightgown and covering her face walked out.

"Ah..." At night, when Wang Hao saw this situation, he was so scared that he couldn't help but exclaim.

ah……

The woman screamed when she saw Wang Hao.

The two of them cried for a few seconds. Wang Hao calmed down first and found that the other party was a woman, not a female ghost.

After leaning a little, the other party combed his hair and showed his face.

"Zhao Rong?" Wang Hao widened his eyes and called out the other party's name.

"Wang Hao!" Zhao Rong also recognized Wang Hao.

"Aren't you abroad? Why are you living here?" Wang Hao asked.

Zhao Rong did not speak, but went to the bathroom first. After coming out, she sat on the sofa, picked up the beer on the table and drank it: "I'm back after graduation and work in your company for the time being."

"Ah, why don't I know?" Wang Hao scratched his head.

"Who do you know except for the general manager of Zhongyi Group?" Yue Rong said.

Wang Hao really wanted to say that he knew many people, but after thinking about it, he didn't say it out loud, because he knew all the elderly and the new employees hardly knew them.

"Have you contacted your father?" Wang Hao asked.

"Father? Zhao Sihai? He is dead, right?" Zhao Rong said.

"I'm talking about my biological father," said Wang Hao.

"Haha!" Zhao Rong laughed and stopped talking, picked up the beer and kept drinking.

"What's wrong?" Wang Hao asked tentatively. Zhao Rong was Zhou Zhiguo's illegitimate daughter, and he found out that he had investigated.

"Get me another can and I'll tell you." Zhao Rong drank all the beer in one breath and said to Wang Hao.

Wang Hao got up and went to the kitchen to get two more cans of beer.

Zhao Rong opened a can, raised her head and took a big sip, and said, "After coming back from graduation, I met him. He said I have grown up and worked hard. If I have any difficulties, I can find him."

"That's it?" Wang Hao blinked. Zhou Zhiguo loved his daughter Zhou Zishan very much. Why is he so indifferent to this eldest daughter who has never been by his side since childhood?

"I can see that he doesn't want to recognize me, okay, it's actually good." Zhao Rong said.

Wang Hao could feel that the other party was right and wrong, but this was Zhou Zhiguo's family matter after all, and he didn't want to get involved.

"I'll stay here for a night tonight and sleep in the guest room," said Wang Hao.

"Whatever, it's your house anyway. By the way, do you need a secretary around you?" Yue Rong stared at Wang Hao and asked.

Wang Hao immediately shook his head. At the age of twenty, he must be the more women the better, but at this age, he will never provoke any young women again.

"Don't think about it." Zhao Rong pulled the hem of her skirt, and her whole thigh was exposed just now: "I graduated from Yale University's Theatre School, but now I'm doing catering, which is not right at all. I heard that you have a film and television company and you have to compete with Northwest Pictures. Let me follow you."

Wang Hao thought for a while and asked, "Did you graduate from Yale Theatre Academy?"

"I want to show you the graduation certificate?" Zhao Rong said.

"What did you learn? Performance?"

Zhao Rong shook her head and said, "Bachelor's screenwriter and graduate director major."

"A top student?" Wang Hao asked.

“Required.”

"Then why don't you stay in Hollywood?" Wang Hao asked.

"The performance circle is a world of fame and fortune. No one can support me. Who would let me be an unknown person as a director?" Zhao Rong rolled her eyes and said, "I have good grades and are truly talented and knowledgeable. I will definitely help you."

"Are Americans so direct?" Wang Hao laughed.

"I am Chinese."

"Okay, you go to Beijing with me tomorrow." Wang Hao finally nodded.

The next morning, Wang Hao and Zhao Rong got on the first train to Beijing, and before getting on the bus, they sent a message to Qu Bing that at noon, they walked out of Beijing South Station and got on Qu Bing's car.

"Brother Hao, this person is..." Qu Bing looked at Zhao Rong in confusion.

"Zhao Rong, a top student at Yale University's Theatre School," said Wang Hao.

"Oh!" Qu Bing responded. He has been in the entertainment industry for more than ten years. This circle needs to be settled and he is not interested in some top students at Yale University.

After getting on the car, Wang Hao asked: "How is the situation now?"

"Lu Han, the most popular traffic actor who terminated his contract with us, has officially joined the Northwest Film Studios' youth crew, and they are still in contact with the popular Wanwan traffic actor Ouyang Nina, and the rumors have been basically settled." Qu Bing introduced the situation.

"Where is our script? Show it to me." Wang Hao said.

Qu Bing hurriedly took out the printed script from his bag and handed it to Wang Hao.

Wang Hao looked through it, frowned slightly, and said, "What's all about love, pregnancy, fighting, is this youth? Is this the life of a high school student? It's too much, this screenwriter has never been to high school."

"Brother Hao, it is because these rarely happen in high school students that they attract audiences. Besides, everyone writes like this and shoots like this." Qu Bing said.

"The same is true for Northwest Pictures' script?" Wang Hao asked.

"It should be almost the same, it's basically the same routine anyway." Qu Bing replied.

"What do you think of the top student at Yale?" Wang Hao turned his head and asked Zhao Rong.

"Love, sex and violence can indeed attract attention, but if it is the same, the audience will be aesthetically tired." Zhao Rong thought for a while and answered.

"It's not just a problem of aesthetic fatigue, but also the values ​​and outlook on life of young people. Isn't it now that we advocate struggle as the most beautiful? High school life was originally full of sunshine, and the poop was written so darkly. I thought it was an American public school, a real American elite circle, and high school students were not in this state," said Wang Hao.

Neither Qu Bing nor Zhao Rong spoke.

"In this way, Zhao Rong, you are not a bachelor's student, but you write this script. The plot is roughly like this. A little girl was originally a little girl, but suddenly one day she found out that her life was a waste of life. It seemed to be a glory, but in fact she was a fool. In this year of senior year, she began to work hard and wanted to give up several times. But when she saw her parents working hard to hire a tutor for her, she was full of strength again. Her efforts were ridiculed by her classmates and also ridiculed by her class teacher, but it attracted the attention of the Chinese teacher. The Chinese teacher encouraged her and said some very philosophical words. In short, she was admitted to a 985 university, which changed her life." Wang Hao said.

After listening to it, Zhao Rong said, "Brother Hao, I already understand what you mean, but if you want to express this kind of emotional progress and some thoughts about bad boys in society, it must also resonate with people. Not only must the script be written very well, the director must also understand the script thoroughly and express this emotion, social responsibility, and positive attitude perfectly. It has increased the difficulty of the previous script several levels, and the filming is also very difficult, and the actors need to have a certain foundation."

"If you want to shoot, you can shoot the best one. You said, if such a movie is shot, can you defeat Northwest Pictures' love and violence?" Wang Hao asked.

"I dare not say whether I can defeat it, but it will definitely become a classic if you really shoot it." Zhao Rong said.

"What are you waiting for? I'll give me a script in three days." Wang Hao said.

"What? Impossible." Zhao Rong immediately shook her head.

"Aren't you a top student in Yale?" Wang Hao glared at Zhao Rong and asked, "If it doesn't work, Qu Bing, you recruit a group of screenwriters. You don't need fame, I only have the ability."
Chapter completed!