Song Sanxi smiled lightly, "It's not mainly me. I'm not as pretty as you, and I don't have as good a figure as you. If the movie wants to make money, it depends on you! I'll just read the script, check it, and give you a supporting role by the way. Let you
Just take care of the ones you abuse as you please."
Su Yourong couldn't help but laugh, "How come you have such a good personality now?"
"Do you have to be satisfied if I go back to the way I was before?"
"I don't want it!"
Su Yourong cooed, turning around and walking towards Tiantian's room.
Song Sanxi smiled, "Okay, let the scum of the past die completely."
Su Yourong was at the door, looking back and nodding.
"Take a good lunch break and take care of your beauty and body. When you get up in the afternoon, you have to read and study."
Su Yourong smiled and leaned against the door, "Take care of your foot injury quickly. When you heal, I will go for a morning run with you. Do you want my help?"
"No, I'll take care of the wound when I get back. Morning jog, okay! An actor's temperament and style come not only from the interpretation of the role, but also from the reflection of his own true nature, which is a harmonious living habit.
, a healthy body and a positive mind are inseparable.”
Su Yourong was stunned when he heard this, "You guy, you haven't even finished high school, how do you know so much?"
"From section 16 of the fourth part of "The Actor's Self-cultivation"."
"I'll go...you know this?"
"Just in time, I turned it over during lunch."
"oh……"
…
Su Yourong fell asleep.
Song Sanxi went out quietly.
The pace is a bit ugly and the speed is a bit slow.
But he still quietly went downstairs, drove his car, and went directly to Binjiang Avenue.
In a corner of Binjiang Ecological Park, with a good view, there is a very nice tea house.
Song Sanxi sat in the private room of the tea house, ordered a cup of tea, and connected to the wireless network.
In 2010, wireless wifi officially became popular.
He doesn't have much money left.
The investment in making a movie needs to be money!
Moreover, the cost is quite high.
He promised to give Zhou Wenbing 200,000 yuan, and he had to honor it.
Ten thousand yuan, he can turn it over many times.
There are many ways to make a little money, like Godfather.
To tell the truth, this scumbag's body is 26 years old, but Godfather Xi was reborn at the age of 39.
As a person approaching middle age, there is only one word: stability!
I have been through a lot, what can I do?
During his lifetime, in the global horse racing world, Godfather He also invested in a cow and got a horse.
This afternoon, there happened to be a world-class horse racing meeting in Hong Kong City, the famous Pearl of the Orient.
Song Sanxi climbed over a wall on her computer and easily entered a very formal gambling website.
Create an account with the ID "Uncle Sanxi".
10,000 yuan was exchanged for 1,500 US dollars, and all was recharged.
A new mobile phone, bought by Su Yourong this morning, turned off.
Make money quietly.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the horse racing meeting officially begins.
Song Sanxi relied on his amazing memory to win eight consecutive rounds.
It ends at 4:30 pm.
US$1,500, after deducting service fees, turns to US$2 million.
Bank cards, cash withdrawals, and overseas labor income totaled nearly 13.6 million.
Money, done.
Cell phone, turn it on.
Light a cigarette and smoke leisurely.
Give it to Zhou Wenbing first and transfer 200,000 to it.
Then, I clicked on the script email that Zheng Wen had just sent and started reading it.
Just after reading the beginning, Zhou Wenbing called.
"My brother Sanxi, what are you doing? Do you have to throw money at me?"
Obviously, Zhou Wenbing's voice was a little excited.
Song Sanxi said: "My rules must be implemented. Even if you don't want the money, you can withdraw it and burn it. Anyway, I don't feel bad."
"Uh... You don't feel sorry for me, but I still feel sorry for you! Alas... my brother Sanxi, I'm convinced by you. Forget it, it's illegal to burn money, so I can only keep it. By the way, 10 a.m.
I called you 15 minutes later, but I couldn’t get through. I have a small matter that I don’t know if I should tell you.”
"At that time, I hadn't bought a new mobile phone yet. You are also a person who pays attention to details. No matter how small it is, you talk about it."
"At about 10:10 in the morning, Mr. Lin came back from outside. It seemed that she was attending a memorial service for members of the China Overseas Chamber of Commerce, right? She sat in the car and wiped her tears for a while, then pretended to be fine and went upstairs. I was at that time
I was arranging some things in the parking lot, and I saw that the collar of her bottom shirt was a little wet, and I didn't know if it was wet from tears. I couldn't ask what was wrong. She was a very nice woman, and I didn't know what happened.
How about, Brother Sanxi, could you care about her? You two are friends!"
Song Sanxi frowned slightly, "Oh! Mr. Lin is a difficult woman and a strong woman. There are not many things that can make her cry. I'll ask her right away!"
"Okay Brother Sanxi..."
"Hey? Wen Bing, I remembered something."
"What's the matter?"
"Mr. Lin, you are young, beautiful, capable, and generous. If you don't mind that she is a little widow, could you consider pursuing her?"
"I..." Zhou Wenbing was shocked and shouted directly, "Brother Sanxi, stop being a matchmaker. How can a person like me dare to think of such a thing. Mr. Lin, you are indeed too good and I don't deserve it.
You're good enough for her."
"Nonsense, I am a family man and I only care about your happiness."
"Thank you Brother Sanxi, I am a self-aware person, haha..."
"Okay. By the way, doesn't Lin Luojiao have an assistant named Gu Yunmeng? She is my high school classmate. She is very beautiful and has a great figure. Have you met her?"
"I've seen it before! She's quite beautiful and has a good figure. What's wrong?"
"You can also consider her!"
Zhou Wenbing: "..."
"Brother Sanxi, right now, I just want to get my work back on track! Besides, because of that guy Gu Dong, I don't have a good impression of anyone named Gu."
"Oh, hehe, okay, it's up to you."
"In the morning, Li Zhenggang, the boss of the Zhonghai Municipal Bureau, said that he found my contact information at the Veterans Affairs Bureau and wanted to invite me to join the special police detachment as a sniper!"
"There is no need to report this to me. I told you last night that you would reject him."
"Brother Sanxi, you are amazing, I really refused. Haha..."
Song Sanxi was very satisfied, "But I promised Uncle Li that if they encounter any difficulties and never come down, we will have to take action."
"No problem! Brother Sanxi will take over the work, and I will take care of it!"
"Okay, let's live together!"
After ending the call, Song Sanxi called Lin Luojiao directly.
Lin Luojiao's tone of voice when she answered was no different from usual.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Song, do you have anything to arrange?"
"Mr. Lin, I remember that there was Xu Jiafu's memorial service in the morning. You should have gone too, right?"
"Yes, I'm gone. As the gentleman said, people have already left, so it's only magnanimous to not care about past grudges."
Song Sanxi's mind was as delicate as hair, and he heard something slightly wrong in Lin Luojiao's tone.
"It seems that Mr. Lin was a little unhappy after returning from the memorial service. Did something unpleasant happen?"
"No, no, Mr. Song, you are worrying too much."
"Okay, let me worry too much. In the evening, I will go to the Xu family. According to Zhonghai's rules, the Xu family members have to have dinner together tonight. By then, the truth will naturally come to light."
"Ah..." Lin Luojiao exclaimed, but then she still couldn't hold back, and her tone was pleading: "Mr. Song, it's a thing of the past, don't worry about it anymore, right? I thank you for your concern, okay?"