On December 21, Han Qiao and Ma Jia set out for Hengdian.

Mr. Wang from Hengdian invited him to take promotional photos, but Han Qiao never forgot it.

On the plane, Han Qiao sat in the seat by the window and looked out at the scenery outside the porthole. The sky I looked up at in the past became an endless blue sea. White clouds were outside the porthole, and it seemed that I could hold it up with my hand...

Han Qiao was in a state of turmoil, and Hengdian was a special place for him. The house with two bedrooms and one living room carries the dreams of a boy.

Han Qiao thought about it, and felt sad. I wonder how Liu Mei was doing? Are she still sticking to her dream?

Han Qiao thought about publishing the book "You Are My Glory" but finally gave up. This book was his thought to Liu Mei.

Those who miss each other will meet sooner or later.

At 11:30, the plane landed at Yiwu Airport.

It is very close to Yiwu to Hengdian, and there is a direct bus to the airport.

Han Qiao and Ma Jia bought tickets, got on the bus, and looked at the farmlands in the wild outside the car window.

Ma Jia is very curious about Han Qiao's experience of playing a supporting role. In this circle, there are only ones in which he can grow to the status of Han Qiao when he is born.

Even in later generations, in more than 20 years, only Wang Dabao was born into a big star.

However, Wang Dabao's legendary experience may have to move backwards.

The car was boring, so Han Qiao simply told Ma Jia about playing a supporting role...

I was voluntarily close to Hengdian. One hour later, the car arrived at the station.

Hanqiao left Hengdian in August 1999. In the past year, Hengdian has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The past rural towns have become small towns with ever-changing changes, the new houses have white walls, and the dirt roads have become cement roads...

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Visitors coming and going, with accents from all over the world, Hanqiao looked at them, and there were many young people carrying bags, their faces filled with the light of dreams...

Han Qiao and Ma Jia had very little luggage.

Mixed in the crowd and walked out of the station.

At the intersection of Hengdian Road, many tricycles were waiting for passengers, and Hanqiao randomly found one to get on the bus.

The driver was wearing big sunglasses and a leather jacket, and looked like a hip-hop motorcycle boy.

"Master, how much does "Juxianzhuang" cost?"

"Juxianzhuang, brother seems to have understood it..." The driver set off skillfully: "You have already sat down, Juxianzhuang is 8 yuan..."

Han Qiao was stunned. It was as dark as crows in the world. A year ago, 8 yuan, but now 8 yuan, he smiled and said, "Fifty cents, I'll get out of the car if I don't leave."

"I said brother, 50 cents are too little. It's not that I cheated you. This car is different from other cars." The driver turned off.

Han Qiao smiled and said, "I think your car is nothing different."

The driver smiled mysteriously: "Brother, I don't tell him that most people, I have great luck in this car. Do you know Han Qiao?"

The driver, the old sage, possessed: "The first time Han Qiao came to Hengdian, I took my car. Look at how big the star is now. It's not my brother. I saw that you have dreams. If you don't say anything else, you and Han Qiao came to Hengdian for the first time, and they took my car..."

The driver smiled and said, "What does this mean? It means you have great luck, brother... Is 8 yuan expensive? I don't think it's expensive. Han Qiao said that the pattern should be opened..."

Han Qiao looked carefully and saw that the driver was just the guy who cheated on his fare. He looked around and took off his mask: "Look at who I am?"

The driver shrugged and looked at it, looking a little familiar, and looked carefully: "Are you Brother Han?"

Han Qiao nodded.

The driver was disbelief, pinched his thighs, sucked in pain, and said excitedly: "Han Qiao... No, Brother Han, what else do you need to take my car? If you sign an autograph on the car body later, I will be satisfied."

"No problem." Han Qiao smiled.

The driver was skilled in ignition, and the butt of the jumping car was smoking, which was poured into the traffic.

The car arrived on the streets of the town.

Hanqiao looked at it and Hengdian was changing with each passing year. The previously crowded roads have become two-way three-lane... Many new houses on both sides have also been built.

The success of the "Qin Royal Palace" last year allowed Hengdian to find a new development direction. In the past year, the "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" has been completed one after another, and the Hengdian shooting base has been expanded into five, becoming the largest film and television shooting base in China.

When the car arrived at the entrance of Juxianzhuang, Han Qiao did not have an autograph pen, and the driver was not polite, so he asked Han Qiao to engrave letters on the car with the key.

Han Qiao engraved the words, and the driver wiped them with care: "Brother Han, with your signature, my car is very valuable..."

Han Qiao smiled and said, "Don't let me hear you "slaughtering customers". I am still a deacon in the Hengdian Actors Guild."

"Brother Han, don't worry, I will never rob the customer if you have your signature in the future." The driver patted the car and nodded very coolly: "I'm marking the price clearly, and I'm not cheating."

In the end, Han Qiao still gave a 50 cents fare.

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Juxianzhuang.

Han Qiao looked at Juxianzhuang, but it was not dinner time now, and there were few guests in the lobby.

At the counter, Aunt Li was shaking melon seeds, and "The Smiling and Proud Wanderer" was displayed on the TV.

This drama is very popular. Even after it was broadcast, CCTV 8 will continue to play in the afternoon.

Han Qiao smiled and walked to the counter: "Boss..."

Aunt Li put down the melon seeds. Han Qiao has changed a lot this year. She was black and thin before, but now she is tall and has outstanding temperament. She is wrapped tightly with a big windbreaker and black mask.

Han Qiao was not afraid of being recognized, but mainly because she was worried about being surrounded.

Aunt Li smiled kindly and said enthusiastically: "Young man, my first time in Hengdian, what do you want to eat? There are noodles and rice."

Han Qiao smiled and took off her mask: "Sister Li, I am Han Qiao."

Aunt Li was stunned and looked carefully. It was really a boy Han. He said in surprise: "Xiao Han, you are back, it's great..."

"Old Li, Xiao Han is back, come down quickly."

Aunt Li walked out of the counter quickly and looked around Han Qiao, his voice choked: "Good boy, now he has a promising future, has grown taller and handsome, and I can't recognize her..."

"I'm very tired after taking the car for a day! Don't stand upstairs and sit upstairs. Have you eaten? I asked the kitchen to make your favorite food..."

Han Qiao's heart was filled with heat. He had no family. He held Aunt Li and Han Qiao's voice was choked: "Sister, I'm not hungry..."

At this time, Uncle Li walked downstairs.

A hearty laughter loudly: "Boy Han is back, come and sit upstairs. Your uncle Wang has been talking about it several times..."

"Master, I'm back."

"It's good to be back, have a few days off." Mr. Li hugged Han Qiao's shoulder, and the two of them looked more like buddies: "Boy Han, you are so promising now, you are a big star."

Han Qiao smiled: "No matter how big a star is, he is still a junior in front of his grandfather and sister."

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In the evening, Juxianzhuang closed the door early.

Uncle Li personally cooked and cooked a large table of dishes. Han Qiao looked at it, boiled meat slices, pickled cabbage fish, and stewed pork ribs...

He has both color, fragrance and taste, and is worthy of being a fellow disciple of the old man.

At the dinner table, Mr. Li pried open the wine bottle, filled it with a glass, and smiled and said, "Boy Han, come on, let's have a drink."

Han Qiao picked up the wine glass, touched it, and drank it all in one go.

At this moment, dull footsteps sounded at the entrance of the stairs.

"Mr. Li, Brother Han, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Fatty Wang was wearing a suit and ties, sweating heavily when he walked away. After not seeing him for a year, Fatty Wang became fatter. His belly was big and round, and he was carrying a briefcase with a sexy bag, and his hair was combed into a dog's gnaw...

The social elite taste is too strong.

Han Qiao smiled and said, "Brother Wang, come and sit down."

This time it was a "family dinner". Han Qiao did not invite Mr. Wang, but Fatty Wang is a partner of Hengdian Company.

Fatty Wang was very good at talking and said nicely.

Han Qiao raised his glass frequently, but felt a little moved.

Thinking back to the past year, I was an extra, getting up early and working late, and making some hard money.

Fatty Wang is a group leader and doesn’t make much money, so he makes a living.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of dishes.

Fatty Wang put down his wine glass and smiled: "Brother Han, Mr. Li, everyone is here this time. I'll report to the company's business situation."

The Hengdian prop rental store established a company as early as June. Fatty Wang listened to Han Qiao's suggestions, and the company's full name is "Dongyang Pangu Pictures Co., Ltd.".

The company has three shareholders, Han Qiao and Mr. Li, who hold 30% of the shares and Fatty Wang, who hold 40% of the shares.

Fatty Wang took out the documents from the briefcase: "Brother Han, Mr. Li, our company currently has four stores in Hengdian with twelve employees. So far this year, the turnover is 520,000, the expenditure is 180,000, and the net profit is 340,000."

"The company's main business segments are clothing and prop rentals, but talents in makeup, photography, lighting and other aspects are also being recruited."

Han Qiao took a look and found that Wang Pang's subsidiary was doing well. As of December, the company currently has 6 makeup artists, 2 lighting artists and 1 director.
To be continued...