MTL - I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad-Chapter 437 435. Life Talks That Changed Destiny

  Chapter 437 435. Life talk that changes destiny

   "Your driver's license...is it real?"

  At the entrance of Roosevelt, inside Hu Guang's Mercedes-Benz, Xu Xin looked at the driver's license issued on March 19, and asked speechlessly.

  He knew from Yang Mi that the girl had been driving without a license.

  To tell the truth, Haoxuan broke into a cold sweat from fright.

  Although looking back now, this girl’s driving skills seem to be quite safe... She was able to safely send her drunk self from Shanghai to Yanjing that day...

   But what should be afraid is still fear.

   Once upon a time, it was the same when he was learning to drive.

Before I got my driver's license, I touched a few cars and felt that I couldn't drive well. I caught Linzhou Avenue at two o'clock in the morning and drove the old BMW 7-series that I trained for him at extreme speed, as if the world was in his hands. On the road, enjoy the passion of this V8.

  I think going to driving school is a waste of time, and at most it is nothing more than learning to lose money.

  Even learning the library is a waste of time.

  In Shenmu, he just parked his car in the middle of the road...who dares to control?

  But after getting the driver's license, after that exciting period, even after abandoning the little red Ferrari, from the old A6 to Volvo, he drove slower and slower, and became more fleshy.

  What speed and passion are not as important as reaching the destination safely.

  Even the traffic jam in Yanjing’s evening rush hour is nothing more than the pleasant time of smoking two extra cigarettes and listening to two songs.

  He didn't know why his mentality became like this, he felt like a "little old man" who was over thirty and lost all his youth and frivolity.

  But it’s true. Looking back now, when I just knew how to control the steering wheel, I dared to drive the car for 100KM on the main road in the city...it was so stupid.

  The most important thing is that you haven't fastened your seat belt yet.

   I was really joking with my own life.

  So, looking at Nazha's newly obtained driver's license, he felt particularly unreliable.

   I even started thinking "Anyway, I didn't drink much, so I'll open it myself, or I'll be caught and pay a fine".

   After hearing what he said, Ke Nazha hurriedly said:

   "Don't worry, Director Xu. Although I just got my driver's license, I have been driving for more than a year, and all the subjects I took for the test are full marks. It must be fine!"

"Well…"

  Hearing this, Xu Xin took another look at her ID card information...

   Good guy.

  May 2, 1992...On May 2 this year, I officially turned 18.

  Is this a driver's license obtained in advance?

  Looking at the place where the photos were issued...

  Chongqing Ganzi Kangding City.

   "..."

  What do you mean? The driving school system over there is not yet connected to the national network?

   Be good.

   Helplessly handed her the driver's license:

   "Let's go. Send me back."

   As soon as the voice fell, a commercial vehicle came to the side of the Mercedes-Benz and honked its horn twice.

  At the same time, the door of the commercial vehicle was also opened, facing the window where Xu Xin was.

   Seeing this, he lowered the car window, looked at Qian Pengcheng who was sitting in the middle seat and asked:

   "What instructions does Boss Qian have?"

   "Hahaha~ Don't dare to give instructions."

  Qian Pengcheng shook his head with a smile, and said in a low voice:

   "This time, to Director Xu..."

   "Hey, Mr. Qian."

  Xu Xin waved his hand:

   "It's too extravagant to say these things among our friends. How can I not know what you are?"

   After finishing speaking, he took the cigarette case and stretched out his hand out of the car window, and handed Qian Pengcheng a cigarette.

   went on to say:

"Whether it's us or Mr. Xue, this matter is not a big deal. To put it bluntly, even if Mr. Qian really wants to make this script, how can I not give face? Isn't it the copyright of a novel? Take it directly, isn't that hard to say?"

   "Hahahaha~"

  Xu Xin handed the cigarette, Qian Pengcheng prepared the lighter, and the commercial vehicle and Mercedes-Benz parked side by side on the road on the Bund, ignoring the traffic rules and letting the passengers communicate.

  Lighting a cigarette, Qian Pengcheng shook his head:

   "I'm friends with Director Xu, so I can't do things like this. Director Xu can just rest assured about the script."

"certainly."

  Xu Xin responded with a smile:

   "Mr. Qian will go back tomorrow?"

   "Well, there is still something to do in Taili."

   "That's fine... let's see when I go to Changsha, or when President Qian comes to Yanjing, let me also do my landlord's favor."

   "Haha, then I have to give Director Xu a big meal..."

"Hahaha…"

   After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Qian Pengcheng put down the cigarette **** after finishing a cigarette, and nodded at Xu Xin:

   "Okay, then Director Xu will go back and rest early."

   "Well, Mr. Qian has a smooth journey tomorrow!"

  Hearing this, Qian Pengcheng responded with a smile:

   "Well, Nazha, you have to take good care of Director Xu and send Director Xu back safely, do you understand?"

  Nazha lowered the car window and said politely and respectfully:

   "Okay, Mr. Qian, don't worry."

   When she spoke, her eyes were full of surprise.

  No one knows better than she the importance of being named by such a leader.

   Then, the commercial vehicle left.

  Xu Xin also raised the window:

   "Let's go."

   "Okay, Director Xu."

  Mercedes-Benz's signature, although called "meat" by many, is full of elegance and smooth start, the vehicle moves slowly.

  The three drank two bottles of red wine today.

   Not much.

   As for stamina... that's it.

   And got into the car, according to the habit, he dialed Yang Mi's number.

   "Beep..."

  The phone rang for a while, and amidst the loud music, Yang Mi's voice sounded:

"Hello."

   "...Your side is not over yet?"

  Listening to the loud music, Xu Xin glanced at his watch.

   It's past 9 o'clock.

   "No, I guess it will take a while."

  Today is Yang Ying's birthday in the lunar calendar, Yang Mi went to send a blessing, and Huang Xiaoming invited a lot of connections in the circle to help Yang Ying broaden her network.

  As a "sister", she has to go to town for her sister.

   "Is the child all right?"

   "It's okay, before you called me... About ten minutes ago, I called my dad. I'm already asleep~ Hehe, let me drink some wine secretly, okay?"

   "Have you prepared milk in advance?"

"of course."

   "Then drink it, but be careful not to drink too much. After all, this stuff hurts your health... Is there anyone around you to take care of you?"

   "Tingting is here."

   "That's fine."

   "Is it over with you?"

   "Well, Yu Zheng..."

  After talking about the matter, Yang Mi said:

"Just offending a Hunan TV station, his way is basically over. In the future, at most, he will hang out with some low-level investors or local TV stations... OK, that's it, and it won't kill them all. This person is also a villain. Jumping over a wall in a hurry, even if you're not afraid, you'll still be in trouble."

   "That's why I didn't make a statement."

   Leaning on the comfortable back seat of the Mercedes-Benz, Xu Xin half-closed his eyes and said lightly:

"If I really want to express my opinion, it's tantamount to forcing him to death. Mr. Xue and Mr. Qian are actually looking at my attitude, and seeing his dizzy behavior today, I know that I can't force him to death too much. People Once there is no bottom line, there are too many things that can be done under the tolerance of the law.

  Although it sounds cruel to say it, the fact is that he is not someone who has no ability to fight back. Not to mention anything else, it can be seen from Aunt Zhao's affairs that the power of online public opinion is getting stronger and stronger, and it is simply a golden age of influencing public opinion. So I left him a back road. "

  The tacit understanding between the husband and wife made Yang Mi guess the intention as soon as he opened his mouth:

   "Are you waiting for him to take the initiative to find you?"

"Um."

  Xu Xin responded:

"He took the initiative to come to me to admit his mistakes, and I just picked him up, and the matter of the script can be exposed. I will give him time for this matter, but I will not give him time. It depends on whether he is a smart person. After all, as soon as Mr. Xue said that he would use the relationship of Modutai, I knew that enough was enough.

  His little energy won't hurt us, but if he really can't get along in this circle, once he breaks free from the dog chain stuck around his neck, no one can predict what he will do next. so…"

  Looking at the flashing neon lights outside the window, Nazana's eyes are constantly changing, from doubt, to thinking, to stunned, and then to a vague feeling of envy and awe, he said:

"Just let him know the pain. A dog that can be tied will be honest when hit with a stick. But a mad dog without a shackle, you must always be on guard against him giving you a bite when you are not paying attention. He doesn't want to leave this Vanity Fair, this It's the strongest leash around his neck."

"Well…"

  Hearing this, Yang Mi naturally wouldn't refute.

   She was just thinking about…

  According to her husband's thinking, is there anything in this matter that she can use.

   Not for myself.

   It's for the little wolf cubs who are waiting to be fed.

  Thinking of this, she said:

   "Let me think about it... Let's talk about it when you come back. Nazha is next to you?"

   "Hmm. How did you guess that?"

   "Hee hee~"

  Hearing this, the little young woman narrowed her eyes:

   "How smart I am, I know it from the names you call Xue Haifeng and Qian Pengcheng. How about the hands-free?"

   "No. She is taking me back to the hotel now. I drank about... more than half a bottle of red wine."

   "Well, let her drive steadily."

   "Got it... miss you."

   "Hee hee, I miss you too~! When you come back, shall we go for an outing in Miyun?"

   "Fuck you, the grass is turning yellow."

   "Oh, the cold spring is over... The spring is beginning to bloom. Okay, I won't tell you anymore. Thank you for your hard work. Kiss you~ MUA~ I'm dying."

   "Well, remember to tell me when you get home."

"Um."

  Although the few words didn't sound like sweet words, after Ke Sheng put the other party's care in his heart, Yang Mi who hung up the phone walked out of the silent box of the nightclub.

   pushed open the door next door.

  Including Huang Xiaoming, a group of people were drinking happily in the box.

  Wearing the diamond crown that Huang Xiaoming spent for an unknown amount, Yang Ying was standing next to the black swan cake, holding her boyfriend's hand and watching him shake dice and punch others with a smile on her face...

   Once upon a time, the young model who wore cheap cosmetics and fake famous brands has transformed into a well-known entertainment star even though she may not be a big hit.

  Fate has long been very different.

   In all fairness, as far as female artists in the entertainment industry are concerned...her innate (artificial) advantages have slowly begun to emerge.

   That is the face that makes Huang Xiaoming obsessed.

  Her conditions are really good. How high we will go in the future is still unknown...

  But it can be said that it is just beginning to emerge.

   It's just a pity...

   No matter what happens, I will never be able to confide in her.

  Because everyone is just a transaction from the beginning.

   A… "win-win" deal.

  What she wants is the value of the other party.

  Under the premise of not using your own resources, the more successful you are in promoting her, the greater her potential and direct value in this transaction.

  Looking at Yang Ying...

  The young woman who drank some wine added some emotions that would not appear normally.

But…

  Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind.

   Not your own resource?

  In an instant, the little young woman seemed to think of something.

  I have an idea in my heart.

some things…

   It seems that there may be a better solution.

  If, that dog is smart and willing to be put on a chain obediently.

  …

  Xu Xin didn't know what kind of "bad water" came out when his wife rolled her eyes.

  He is currently troubled by a problem.

   "Director Xu, can I...can I ask a question?"

"You ask."

   "Do you...do you think I am suitable for the entertainment industry?"

   "..."

   Xu Xin frowned at the question asked by this little girl who was still an adult for more than a month.

   It was impossible to answer for a while.

  Although he is already in...or he and his wife are in this Vanity Fair.

  However, after gradually figuring out the essence of this circle, if he compares this little girl to his cousins, cousins ​​and other relatives, then he will ask himself, he definitely doesn't want her to come in.

  This circle...

  Ordinary people really can't play it.

   But in 2006, he would say this in front of the childish self in the "Golden Armor" crew.

   But now, he won't.

  Because...everyone has the right to make choices about their own destiny.

  Others have no right to interfere.

  So, after thinking about it, he asked:

   "Why do you want to enter this circle? What is your purpose?"

"…money."

  The girl gave a very intuitive answer:

   "Make a lot of money."

   "...to treat your father's illness?"

"On the one hand. With money, I can cure my father's illness, and let my parents live a good life. They can live in a big house, enjoy life, and take good care of their bodies...My sister can be a flight attendant without having to work so hard. , you can buy what you like..."

   It can be called a simple and unpretentious wish, and it was just placed in front of Xu Xin.

Yes.

   It's so unpretentious.

  I just want my family to live better, nothing more.

  Xu Xin has no way of guessing, and doesn't want to guess whether her obsession with "self" is hidden in her words.

   There is no need to be so serious.

  He just recalled the performance of the other party in the audition for "Hawthorn Tree".

   Poor.

   Rusty.

  Like a layman who knows nothing.

   After thinking about it, he asked:

   "Have you considered other paths?"

   "Before... Sister Mi and I also talked about it."

  Perhaps it was because after she visited Director Xu's house once, she let go of the strange feeling of awe in her heart.

   Or maybe it's because Director Xu is in a good mood right now.

   Or finally find the right time, when we are alone together, I hope that Director Xu can "give" himself a chance to change his destiny...

   She said:

  "I have practiced dancing since I was a child, and my dream is to be able to enter the organization of our dance troupe in northern Xinjiang and have a regular job... because in my father's view, after a girl has a stable job... she will not worry about getting married.

  My studies are not good, and it is difficult to get out of cultural courses. No matter how low the score in Beijiang is, I can't get into a prestigious university.

  But the current dance troupe quota is also very tight... Originally, you have to spend money to clear up the relationship to get in, but since Dad was diagnosed with a heart attack, all the money in our family has to be left to Dad for medical treatment...

  I... can't think of a better way to make money. Originally, if I fight for it this year, I will have the last chance to join the dance troupe. Because I heard that the dance troupe will also be restructured, plus... I haven't practiced dancing in a professional environment for a long time..."

   "Have you taken the college entrance examination?"

   "...No, the college entrance examination is in June this year."

   "..."

  Seeing the silence of the leaders in the back row, Nazha unconsciously clenched the steering wheel.

  She didn't know what to say anymore.

   Silent all the way.

   until the front of the hotel.

  The girl in decent attire got out of the car and opened the door for Xu Xin.

  After Xu Xin got out of the car, with the help of the moonlight, she looked at her face that anyone could look at, whether it was the first glance or the continuous look...

   gave his final suggestion after thinking all the way:

   "No matter how busy you are, you still have at least two months. Now that you have a background in art... then try to apply for Beijing Film Academy. In this regard, I can help." (Note 1)

   "!"

  Under the girl's wide-eyed expression of surprise, Xu Xin said:

   "Remember, at any time, learning is the best way to cross classes. There is always nothing wrong with this."

   (Note 1: In fact, the art examination for art students is different from the college entrance examination. Don’t worry about the timeline here. Just treat her as an art exam for the college entrance examination. I will arrange the follow-up plot)

   My wife's two inflammation indicators are not up to standard, and I will have a blood test tomorrow to see if I can be discharged from the hospital. But the condition of the person is much better, I will strive to restore the normal update tomorrow, at least it will be a double update!

  

  

  (end of this chapter)