Superstars start from the Academy of Film and Television

Chapter 181 License plates are worth more than cars.

But before Han Fei could make a decision, someone approached the door. This person was still very arrogant, and he opened his mouth to ask Han Fei to pour tea.

The person who came was naturally Zhao Mengru, who walked around and spotted Xu Qingya who was recording at a glance.

Han Fei searched around but didn't find any tea leaves, so he just poured a cup of boiled water: "Yes, I just moved here too, so you can take a sip first."

Zhao Mengru glanced at Han Fei obscenely: "You boy, you can't learn well at a young age."

Han Fei knew at a glance that he had misunderstood and quickly explained: "No, are you interested? Didn't I set up a sound studio before, and she is the manager there."

Zhao Mengru said "Oh", and Han Fei didn't know whether he believed it or not, and he didn't bother to explain anyway. This kind of thing is getting darker and darker, so it's better to be calm.

"No, your old man came here to drink tea, right?" Han Fei chatted with Zhao Mengru for a while, and finally asked.

Zhao Mengru's whole face turned up: "Are you so brave to say it?" After speaking, he took out a card from his pocket and slapped it on the table.

"The agreed one hundred thousand, what do you mean by secretly sending money into my card? If it gets out, do I want to lose my old face?"

At the beginning Zhao Mengru came to shoot the Tomb Raider Notes to lower his value. If the Tomb Raider Notes didn’t make any money, that’s all. When it arrived, the matter dragged on until yesterday.

As a result, the master came to the door today, and Han Fei smiled: "How do you know that I sent the money? What if the bank made a mistake?"

"You kid, don't play tricks on me. Who else has so much heart besides you. Here is 120 million, plus the previous [-], which is just [-] more than the usual salary. Who else but you? Thanks to you The boy can figure it out, and give an extra one hundred thousand, counting interest?" Zhao Mengru scolded Han Fei.

Han Fei scratched his nose in embarrassment: "Are you angry because of this? It's not worth it. If you are willing, can I take back the 120 million?"

In fact, Han Fei also knew that Zhao Mengru would not ask for the money, but whether he wanted it or not was one thing, and whether he would give it to him or not was another. , He did this for the insiders to see. This matter must not be hidden, and then the people in the circle will know that as long as they have helped him, he will remember them in his heart. Did you come this way?
"Oh, that's right." Zhao Mengru stuffed the card into Han Fei's hand, and instantly changed into a smiling face.

Han Fei was also happy, this was the first time he was so happy to see someone give money.

Now that he is here, Han Fei naturally wants to invite Zhao Mengru to have a meal. As a result, there are really no decent restaurants near Jingying. Door brush meat.

Good guy, there is no one who eats hot pot in T-shirt and shorts in summer, but let alone, there are really many families in this place, and there are still many people queuing up at the door.

Zhao Mengru took Han Fei and rushed inside, causing the waiter to keep reminding that there were no private rooms inside, but this old man couldn't stand the arrogance.

Not long after, the manager came, saw Zhao Mengru, smiled like a chrysanthemum, and invited them into the private room on the second floor.

Han Fei quickly flattered: "Yes, you still have face."

Zhao Mengru smiled smugly: "It's not a big deal? It's just this shabby shop. If it wasn't close, I wouldn't bring you here at all. Let me tell you, I also participated in a shop here. shares, but I just take the money and don’t care about the business.”

Well, co-authoring is my own business, no wonder it was so rude just now.

"However, I said, should I get a car for you kid? Is it reasonable to have me drive your kid after dinner?" Taking advantage of the time when the food was served, Zhao Mengru began to complain about Han Fei.

After saying this, Han Fei really remembered: "Hey, don't tell me, I have to get a certificate. I kept talking about it before, but I forgot when I was busy."

Zhao Mengru nodded: "You take a picture of your ID card, I'll enroll you in a class, hurry up to practice, anyway, you are also a boss with a net worth of tens of millions, and you have to stand on the curb and wait for a taxi when you go out, so you lose your status. "

"Yes, it's all up to your arrangement." Han Fei knew this Lu Ziye, so he didn't care so much, he would do whatever the old man arranged.

"However, it's easy to get a license plate, but it's not easy to get a license plate. I heard that you won't be able to get in the queue after waiting for several years."

Zhao Mengru chuckled: "You are still young, so I will teach you a trick?"

When Han Fei saw that the food and wine were served, he quickly poured wine for Zhao Mengru.

"Actually, it's simple. It just costs two dollars. You buy a car with a photo, and then go to the vehicle management office to apply for scrapping, and keep the license plate. When you buy a new car, you can directly register the name of the new car." Next, don't you have a license plate?" Zhao Mengru took the wine glass and took a sip.

I have to admit that this old world has tricks. To put it bluntly, in the second-hand car market in Beijing, cars are not worth much. The key is that the license plate is valuable. It is better to say that it is selling a car than a license plate.

Zhao Mengru gave Han Fei another trick: "You'd better get two cars. Isn't it restricted to odd and even numbers now? Get it done at once to save trouble."

Han Fei nodded. In fact, he also knew this truth. Originally, there were two cars in the family, odd and even numbers. After Dong Jie gave birth, there was only one car left in the family. It is estimated that Han Xiao sold it to relieve the pressure. Yes, that's why Han Fei left a piece of 100 million for his family.

Hiding in the private room in summer, eating hot pot with the air conditioner turned on, not to mention that it really has a special flavor, Han Fei and Zhao Mengru ate shabu-shabu with wine, and chatted quickly.

After drinking almost, Han Fei suddenly asked: "Old man, you are here not only to give me the money, right?"

Zhao Mengru said "Hey": "You boy, why do you say that?"

"Your old man has looked at his watch seven times since he entered the door. Don't tell me that you look at your watch just to show off to me, you Rolex?" Han Fei laughed.

"Hey, you kid is better than a monkey with sticky hair. Actually, I am also a middleman today. I have an old friend who wants to ask you to talk about something, and he is also an insider in our circle." Zhao Mengruzheng said Then, the door of the box was pushed open.

When Zhao Mengru saw it, he complained at the beginning: "Well, you old Fan, I agreed today that you will be the host, but you, an old boy, are actually late."

Lao Fan repeatedly cupped his hands to plead guilty, and then stretched out his hand to Han Fei: "Han Fei, right? You are the same as Lao Zhao, just call me Lao Fan."

Han Fei stretched out his hand in a little surprise. Although the director's films were not too successful, he was one of the representatives of the Beijing circle. However, he changed his career as an investor these years and was gradually forgotten.

It's just that this person who made an appointment with Zhao Mengru didn't just want to get to know him, right?Han Fei couldn't help frowning slightly.

(End of this chapter)