The weather is getting hotter. The windows of 302 were all open, and an electric fan bought by Chen Qi stood on the ground, making a buzzing noise. The room is much more spacious, and the old books and two chairs have been moved to Lechunfang. He had decided to go to Hong Kong in August and exchanged letters with Fu Qi several times. Fu Qi briefly talked about the situation of the left. The two films "Fatal Turn" and "Dark Invasion" brought nearly 8 million in box office to the Great Wall. Life was good. The other two films of Phoenix and Xinlian were still on the street. They only relied on I was reading "Tai Chi" and had a little blood transfusion. He continued to apply to the central government to unite the left forces into one force and stop dispersing them. The central government has already indicated that it is considering it. "..." Chen Qi was at his desk writing a reply to the other party. After finishing writing, he had just glued the stamps on when someone knocked on the door and Liang Xiaosheng's voice came: "Xiao Chen, I've brought someone here for you!" "I'm coming!" He quickly went over to open the door. Liang Xiaosheng led four young people in, and the room instantly became crowded. "Hello, Mr. Chen!"
The four people greeted him together and looked at him curiously. Chen Qi also looked at them. They were two men and two women. They were dressed in old clothes and looked poor. Their eyes were relatively clear and they looked like they had studied. The two men introduced themselves first, and the two women continued: "My name is Bai Xuejia, I hope you can give me a chance!" "My name is Dai Hanhan. I studied art, so of course I am an art editor!" Dai Hanhan is a cute little chubby girl with two pigtails and glasses. One of the temples is broken and wrapped with tape. Liang Xiaosheng said: "They are all educated youths who have returned to the city. They have established a group of literature enthusiasts and have submitted manuscripts to "New Movies". I have given them several lectures. They are all good young people with good writing skills and progressive ideas. , accept new things quickly.” "..." Chen Qi smiled, looked at the four of them, and asked, "Do you like martial arts?" "like!" "like!" The four people said hurriedly. "Do you like fun and novelty?" "luv't!" "Okay then, each of you will write a ghost story for me as an entrance exam." "ha?" The four of them were dumbfounded. You asked about martial arts and fun, and then asked us to write a ghost story? They came with the mindset of writing about martial arts, not ghost stories! Chen Qi doesn't care about their emotions. Ghost stories are a forbidden area these days. If you can write them well, then you are capable. He asked some more questions and finally said: "Who among you has housing needs?" Swish, brush, brush! Raise your hands together.
"Seven members of our family live in one room. I lay the floor. I don't have any requirements. I just want it to be loose and fast when I lay the floor." "I have two younger brothers, two younger sisters, and grandparents. My grandparents live in a room with my younger brothers, and I live in a room with my parents and younger sister. The three of us sisters squeeze into a small bed. If we can give them I’m willing to have a single room, even if it’s an eight-person room.” The atmosphere instantly rose. There were a lot of chatter, each one more miserable than the other. Chen Qi's head was filled with dark thoughts. Good guy, how dare you fall in love with my roommate? Said: "Stop, stop, stop! You pass the exam first, then I will naturally consider your needs!" After chatting for a while, the four of them left. Liang Xiaosheng sent them out and didn't forget to say something back: "There's still me. You have to find a place for me to live. I can accept a double room. Any more will make it almost meaningless." "Get out of here! How did you sleep in the army's Datongbu?" Chen Qi kicked him out, sat down and rubbed his face, damn he was also very depressed. It’s easy to find office space, but it’s difficult to find a place to live. People don’t even have enough housing to live in, so how can there be any extra housing for you? So he was extremely lucky to have bought Lechunfang in advance. "Hey, why does the work unit have to provide housing? Who stipulates it?" Chen Qi's butt determines his head. If you don't become a family member, you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are! He simply went out and put the letter in the mailbox in the communication room. The postman would pick it up, and then went to Tongzilou to find comfort. "Huh? What are you doing here all of a sudden?" Gong Xue was holding the script of "Mom Love Me Again" to figure out the characters, when she saw him enter the room, take off his shoes, and fall on his bed, Lai chirping: "I no longer want to have a career or be a boss. I don't want to worry about establishment, household registration, salary, welfare, food relations, housing... When I open my eyes every day, I feel like I owe someone two thousand yuan. It's over. I'm depressed... " "You!" Gong Xue burst into laughter, sat on the bed, touched his face, and said, "There are only a few people in your company, why are you so worried?" "The magazine needs at least five, right? Ji Chunhua can't live in a guest house all the time, right? I also have my eye on a director and want to take him in, but I have to give him a place to live, right? There are also Xiong Xinxin, Sun Jiankui, Li Jianqun, Hu Weili, etc. Wait, I want to dig..." "who?" Gong Xue grabbed his ear and asked with a smile: "Who are you talking about?" "Li Jianqun, I need a costume designer!" Chen Qi admitted openly and sighed: "I did the math. I have prepared dormitories for at least seven or eight people. Fortunately, my yard is big enough." "Then do you still have a place to sleep?" "Yes, the front yard is for them, and the back yard is my own living area. No matter what, it is my house. I cannot wrong myself and help others. Then I have to quickly achieve results, apply for land, and build my own building so that everyone can Shit in the house.” "I don't understand very well, and I can't help you. Seeing that you have a headache, let me rub it for you. Come on..." Gong Xue asked him to change his posture, took a chair and sat on the bedside, stretched out her hand to press his temple, and gently rubbed it. At first, they chatted for a few words, but there was no movement later, but he fell asleep. "Alas, he is actually under a lot of pressure in his heart."
Gong Xue lowered her head and rubbed his forehead with her lips. ………… Chen Qi finally got a reply to what he applied to Mr. Liao. He meant to find an American Chinese who could make connections. Mr. Liao did recommend an overseas Chinese, but he was shocked. This person also had the surname Chen, Chen Xiangmei! Her grandfather and Liao Zhongkai were brothers, so she was Mr. Liao's cousin. Chen Xiangmei's husband was Chennault, the famous Flying Tigers Chennault, who rode Stupunk. She worked for three presidents, Kennedy, Nixon, and Reagan, came to Beijing, and contributed to the establishment of diplomatic relations between China and the United States. She was a semi-official and semi-civilian friendly ambassador. How can this person not be commented on, just say that he is quite influential in the United States. Mr. Liao recommended her, but Chen Qi was a little unsure because he just wanted to find a few American actors to make a movie, and he didn't want to bother big names. He met with the leader of the Ministry of Culture, who said that Chen Xiangmei was a writer, had written many articles in the United States, was a celebrity in the cultural circle, and had some connections with movies, so she was more knowledgeable. Moreover, Mr. Liao was very interested in the Sino-US co-production he mentioned, and he might want him to get familiar with Chen Xiangmei and then produce a few works. With that, Chen Qi was relieved. Of course, he couldn't contact her in the mainland, so he had to go to Hong Kong to contact her.
