Zhou Yang heard Zhang Genshui's voice scratching his throat and rushed over excitedly, then gave him a tight hug!

I hugged him so hard that he couldn't breathe.

"Director Zhou, thank you!"

"Director Zhou, I'm looking forward to it, I'm really looking forward to it..."

"Director Zhou, I am honored to invest in your first movie. In the future, I will invest in new movies of yours!"

"..."

Zhang Genshui's unreasonable remarks puzzled Zhou Yang.

He felt that Zhang Genshui was like an alcoholic who was drunk and talking nonsense.

He pondered for a long time and couldn't figure out why Zhang Genshui felt honored.

The movie wasn't a hit, it didn't hit the box office, and it didn't win any awards.

He is not a famous director, and the entire movie was shot by Director Feng Kaifeng. If he wanted to thank him, Zhang Genshui should thank Director Feng Kaifeng...

Why does he still thank me and feel honored when he gives me money?

Zhang Genshui's attitude made Zhou Yang very confused.

……………………

Afternoon, five o'clock.

The dinner started soon.

Zhou Yang found that he was assigned to the main position.

Very noble and in a very conspicuous position.

Feng Kai, on the other hand, was placed in second place by Zhang Genshui, with a distance between him and him.

Zhou Yang was very embarrassed and could not sit still.

He felt unaccustomed to it, very unaccustomed to it.

He felt that he was not suitable to sit in this position and felt that he was just trying to gain fame.

He stood up and wanted to change places with Feng Kai. In his heart, the biggest contributor to the filming of the entire movie should be Feng Kai...

And him?

He is just a director in name only.

However, just when he stood up, Zhang Genshui put his arm around his shoulders again.

"Haha, Director Zhou, let's take a photo together!"

"Director Feng! Could you please use your new digital camera to take a photo of me and Director Zhou?"

"I am happy and honored today..."

"..."

Zhou Yang watched Feng Kai stand up, picked up a digital camera, and took a photo of himself and Zhang Genshui.

"Xiaoli, don't be stupid, let's take a photo together..."

After Zhang Genshui took the photo, he took Xu Li with him.

Xu Li smiled brightly and stood on the other side of Zhou Yang, holding Zhou Yang's hand with one hand and making a scissor-hand look with the other hand.

After taking a photo together, Zhang Genshui still refused to let Zhou Yang go, and even asked Feng Kai to take a good video of himself...

Then……

"see it!"

"This is Director Zhou!"

"It's January 23rd, 2007!"

“Director Zhou’s first work has been completed!”

"I invested in it!"

"..."

Zhang Genshui was very excited and even more proud when he spoke.

It's as if investing in your own movie is an honor.

Moreover, he seemed to be witnessing something...

Zhou Yang felt that the world was becoming increasingly incomprehensible to him.

What happened?

Inadvertently, his eyes glanced at a middle-aged man sitting in a conspicuous position not far away...

The middle-aged man wears glasses and has disheveled hair, but his expression looks dazed and a little dazed.

After taking a group photo...

He saw Zhang Genshui coming to the middle-aged man, toasted him with a glass of wine, patted his shoulder, and stuffed him with another red envelope very enthusiastically.

The red envelope seems to be very bulging, and it seems to be a big envelope.

After receiving the red envelope, the talkative middle-aged man pretended to smile and nodded, then took a sip of wine, turned around and left unsteadily.

"This is a fortune teller in the village. Because his wife ran away with someone, he keeps talking about it all day long. Everyone calls him Crazy Li..."

"But in fact, his fortune telling is very inaccurate, and he talks nonsense..."

"But Mr. Zhang believes in him..."

"Every time I open a mine, I will ask him to predict the good or bad luck in the mine, and then judge whether to open the mine based on the good or bad luck..."

"..."

"..."

Zhou Yang heard Chen Shuangbao's voice not far away.

"However, that fortune teller is also a poor person. His wife ran away, his legs were broken, he couldn't bear the blow, and he had mental problems. Even if he took the money, he was robbed several times... I guess he was just talking about it.

Always believe him..."

"..."

"..."

After hearing these words, Zhou Yang recalled the nagging middle-aged man again.

He suddenly remembered a movie.
Chapter completed!