"Dong dong dong."

"Enter."

Hearing the sound, Pang Liwei pushed open the door of the rest room and saw Zhang Yimou, who was holding his wallet in his hand and putting on his baseball cap as if he was ready to go out.

"...Do you want to go out?"

"Yes, Xiao Xu is here. He will be in Nanjing in about an hour. I'll pick him up."

"...pick it up in person?"

Pang Liwei was really shocked.

Although I know you love him, it doesn't hurt that much, right?

Momo came here two days ago, and you asked her to come by herself.

When Xiao Xu came, he went to pick him up in person?

And what can Zhang Yimou say?

Can you say, "I have an unmarried girlfriend who gave birth to three children for me, and now I need to secretly get a marriage certificate and wait for the census to register the three children as household registrations"?

Stop it.

Don't say a word, not even a punctuation mark.

So, he simply nodded:

"Hmm. Don't you have anything else to do in the afternoon? Cut up the video tapes from the fitting session in the morning and put them together with the previous edits. Let's compare them one by one. Don't worry, bring them to me tonight...forget it.

Yes, give it to me tomorrow and I will take Xiao Xu out for a meal in the evening."

With that said, he was about to leave.

But Pang Liwei quickly said:

"You go to the office first and meet Wei Ping."

"Xiaowei?...What's wrong?"

Zhang Yimou paused in his steps.

Pang Liwei told the truth:

"I drank too much. When I came back, I opened the door very loudly. I was yelling to find you... I told you that you were on lunch break, but that didn't work. I had to find you..."

"..."

If it were someone else, forget it.

If you didn't drink, forget it.

These two points added together...

Zhang Yimou, who originally planned to drive away after only a slight pause, frowned.

There was silence in the lounge.

"Then... let me go and have a look."

"……Um."

Pang Liwei responded and followed him out.

The two of them arrived at the rented art school office. Before they reached the door, they heard a voice coming from inside:

"At least 30 million! Old Zhao! Did you know?! If we don't allow advertising, at least 30 million will be lost!!! Damn it!"

"..."

Zhang Yimou's footsteps stopped.

Pang Liwei did not continue to move forward.

"Yimou doesn't feel bad, I feel bad! Do you know... Damn! I really feel bad!!!"

"..."

"..."

In silence, after Zhang Yimou heard this sentence, he thought about it and handed his wallet to Pang Liwei:

"Please go pick up Xiao Xu for me."

"Uh...ok."

"Yeah. Go get the key from Lao Gao. Li Shuang asked them to keep the car."

After Pang Liwei took the wallet, Zhang Yimou walked directly to the office.

Pang Liwei vaguely heard:

"Yimou, you are here! Let me tell you, I was chatting with Lao Zhao just now..."

She heard this sentence, but she felt the same as Ming Jing about what Zhang Weiping wanted to talk about.

For no reason, she felt a little sad.

If you were in other movies... forget it.

I won't mention what you made of "Three Guns"... let's just talk about the subject matter.

This is "Nanjing"!

In the midst of a national crisis, let’s use product placement!?

The dissatisfaction in her eyes almost overflowed.

But nothing can be done.

Because I am just a broker.

well……

With a long sigh, she took Zhang Yimou's wallet and walked out quickly.

…

"Sister Pang."

"Xiao Xu, long time no see."

"Yeah, long time no see..."

Xu Xin said as he helped Su Meng load their suitcases into the trunk of the Pajero.

When he walked to the trunk door, he took a look at the things that were originally placed in the trunk.

Safety helmets for construction sites, four.

Two tripods.

My feet were still covered with mud.

The trunk also looks dirty. Apparently, the tripod was not cleaned from the dirt it brought when it was placed inside.

Finally, there are a few bottles of Master Kong’s mineral water.

Seeing this, he didn't say much and sat directly in the passenger seat.

"Sister Pang."

After fastening his seat belt, he opened the window slightly and then asked:

"Is this the crew's car?"

"...Yes. It's a bit dirty. The main reason is that everyone went to the set today, and the assistant director Li Shuang asked to leave a car. I guess the crew didn't know that Yimou was going to use it, so..."

Pang Liwei nodded:

"Yes, they are all the crew's cars."

"oh oh……"

He didn't ask any more questions and even woke up a little.

I feel like I'm being a little pretentious.

Because the thought in his mind just now was: "Hey, old man, this is not interesting enough. I have done such a big thing for you, and you have no choice but to hire a big worker to pick me up..."

Of course, this is a joke.

My real thought is that the people under the old man's command this time don't seem to be very good.

Not in terms of the crew, but in terms of logistics.

Not to mention the distance and distance of the relationship.

With his 500 million box office energy, if anyone on the crew knows that he is coming, he must at least start with a Mercedes-Benz, right?

Of course, commercial vehicles are counted separately.

But it has to be a GL8 anyway.
To be continued...