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Chapter 732 All Filmed According to Your Requirements

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"Since this is the case, I believe President Fu also has a certain right to speak about this movie. I heard that the main cast has not been fully determined, so I came here today to recommend myself."

Seeing that Fu Luo was still pretending to be "confused", Zhang Ziyi paused, and simply stated his purpose directly.

"I didn't get involved in this... specific affairs, and the film is also dominated by Twentieth Century Fox, so my side..."

Although Fu Luo didn't finish his sentence, he believed that Zhang Ziyi would understand what he meant.

In fact, if he wanted to, he could indeed add a Chinese actor to "The Martian". After all, Hollywood is a producer-centered system, and the rich are the masters.

But Fu Luo and Zhang Ziyi are neither relatives nor relatives, at most they can only be regarded as ordinary friends, why should he help each other, being able to come today is enough to save face, especially since this eldest sister has a lot of scandals, People really don't know what else to say.

"Mr. Fu, maybe you misunderstood. In fact, I didn't want you to put me in directly. I just hope to have a recommendation for an audition."

Hearing Fu Luo's words, Zhang Ziyi was still a little anxious. Fortunately, she had already been mentally prepared for this, so she quickly retreated and changed the wording.

Before coming here, she still had the idea of ​​pretending to be pitiful and fighting for sympathy, such as saying that it is difficult for Chinese people to be discriminated against in Hollywood, but in the end she was worried that it would be counterproductive, so she extinguished this idea.

But at this moment, Zhang Ziyi couldn't help but want to use this trick again.

"This one……"

Hearing this, Fu Luo really hesitated. After all, everyone is Chinese. If they don't want to help, it seems a bit unhuman, and it doesn't sound good to spread the word.

"Ah, Mr. Fu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Uh...it's okay, I'll just do it myself!"

Fu Luo, who was hesitating, never expected that when Zhang Ziyi was pouring wine for him, he accidentally spilled the wine, and it even splashed on his pants.

After it was over, the other party might also be a little flustered, got up and squatted down beside him, ready to wipe him with his hands.

If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have almost let the other party succeed. After all, the place where it was splashed is really sensitive, so naturally he can't do it casually.

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the same moment.

In a trash can about ten meters outside the restaurant, a camera in the dark was watching Fu Luo and Zhang Ziyi who were sitting by the window the whole time, and recorded everything without missing a trace.

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Inside the restaurant.

"Boss Fu, I'm really sorry."

Zhang Ziyi, who was blocked by Fu Luo, quickly reacted. Although she was no longer a big girl, nor shy or shy, she was still a little embarrassed when encountering such a sudden incident.

"It's okay, it's okay, Miss Zhang, why don't you sit back first!"

Fortunately, the splash was not too much. Fu Luo took out a few napkins and wiped it casually, and basically there was no more problem.

After finishing, he continued to speak: "About "The Martian", I definitely can't give you any guarantee, but if it's just a recommendation, it's not a big problem, how about it, just wait for my call later." good."

"Thank you, thank you President Fu."

Hearing that Fu Luo finally agreed, Zhang Ziyi also breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was a little regrettable that he could not directly reach the ultimate goal, it was better than not even having any hope.

Moreover, after Fu Luo recommended her there, she had an invisible advantage. After all, the other party was an investor. She had also stayed in Hollywood, and she already understood the rules of the game there.

In addition, there are no Chinese characters in the public audition for "The Martian". If she does not receive Fu Luo's "imperial decree", she may not even be able to enter the door. Only when Fu Luo goes to the ditch can a certain role be changed race.

No matter what, Zhang Ziyi quickly picked up the wine glass again and said with a smile, "Mr. Fu, I would like to toast you."

"Not so polite!"

Seeing this, Fu Luo also raised his wine glass.

Then, of course, they chatted and ate slowly. It was not until about half an hour later that Fu Luo and Zhang Ziyi separated from each other at the entrance of the restaurant.

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On the side of the road in the dark, in a certain Mercedes-Benz.

A wretched young man who looked a bit like Wang Xiaocong looked at a middle-aged man who was sitting next to him and was looking at a camera flatteringly and said, "Brother Nan, how is it? at the request of the filming."

"Well, it's really good, now, this is yours."

Hearing what the wretched young man said, the middle-aged man called Brother Nan nodded slightly, and immediately threw a kraft paper bag beside him to him.

"Hey, thank you Brother Nan."

And the wretched young man who got the kraft paper bag immediately showed a wretched smile, and couldn't wait to open it and read it.

When Brother Nan saw the behavior of the wretched young man, he said a little annoyedly: "I said San'er, you kid is still looking at your fart, if you say [-], it's [-], when will Brother Nan be less than you kid?" penny?"

"Hey, don't read it, I don't know what Brother Nan is like!"

The wretched young man called San'er by the middle-aged man smiled wretchedly and didn't really count the money in the kraft paper bag.

"Come on, boy, remember, this matter must be kept secret. I haven't looked for you today, and you haven't seen me, do you understand?"

There was no time to worry about anything, Brother Nan quickly ordered San'er again.

"Hahaha, Brother Nan, it sounds like you're talking about an underground D joint. Do you want to be so careful? It's not the first time we've done this kind of thing, and we've never had any problems. What are you afraid of?"

"Hey, I told you why you talk so much bullshit, do what you are told, get out of the car."

Hearing San'er's words, Brother Nan also became a little impatient, so after saying a word, he immediately started chasing people away. Staying with such a thing feels like his IQ will be lowered.

Of course, there are advantages. After all, it is easier to control people who are stupid, and they are not so thoughtful.

"Okay, okay, get out of the car and get out of the car."

Seeing this, San'er didn't say anything more, and got out of the car neatly, then nodded and bowed to see Brother Nan off through the car window.

It wasn't until the Mercedes-Benz could no longer be seen that he spat with disdain, and muttered: "It's up to you when you finish, that guy at the stall has had eight lifetimes of bad luck. "

But it's none of his San'er's business, as long as the money is in hand, then he thought about teasing that little SH in the hair salon...

No, no, I can't help it anymore, as soon as I think of this, San'er turned around and left with a fluttering heart.

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