In the office of 500 square meters, Zhang Hao was in pain.

Looking at the various news on the computer monitor in front of him, he felt that he was about to suffocate.

the boss, Oh, Zhu Tiezhu stood in front of Zhang Hao's desk, looking self-blame.

"Tell me." Zhang Hao lay on the boss' chair with his hands raised his hand and rubbed his temples, "What's the news?"

Zhu Tiezhu: "Boss, there is good news and bad news."

Zhang Hao: "Tell the bad news first."

Zhu Tiezhu: "The sniper plan failed, Xiaohong made some nickname. I was stabbed by Liu Yishou, and Xiaohong even took away 30 million from our company."

Zhang Hao sighed and opened his eyes: "Xiao Zhu, you have been with me for a long time."

Zhu Tiezhu looked Gongjin: "Boss, it's been twenty years."

"Yeah." Zhang Hao nodded, "Tell me, where do you want to go. Sudan, Libya, Algeria, Ethiopia, Somalia, Uganda, Tsny, Kenya, Rwanda, Guinea, two Congo and Angola, choose one, I have someone prepare the ticket for the boat."

Zhu Tiezhu was anxious: "Don't, boss! There is still good news!"

Zhang Hao said lightly: "Tell me, let me see."

"Xiaohong has no pay or dividends in Liu Yishou's film! The song he wrote is only 500,000! According to internal news, he only distributed 800,000 yuan in "Yunluo Hongdu"! Although I spent 30 million yuan on his film, I made several hundred million yuan back! This wave is really not a loss!"

Zhang Hao: "..."

You, a rebellious boy, squeezed my son and made his hard-earned money! How could you come to take credit for me?!

What good news is this?

But... it seems that it is good news to make my son not so successful this time... right?

Zhang Hao's mood is very complicated.

There is not only the anger of his son being cheated by the capitalist, but also the joy of his son not being very successful, and the guilt towards his son.

Anyway, it's very complicated.

Zhu Tiezhu's mood is also very complicated.

Obviously, I did everything without any problem, how could I get the opposite result?

After thinking about it, I operated it on the premise that Xiaohong's films were completely bad.

As a result, they didn't make bad movies.

Not only is it not bad, it is also very good.

Another thing is Liu Yishou. Didn’t he say that Xiaohong plays a role in his drama who only appeared for a few episodes?

After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that nothing they said was wrong.

In "Bloody Beauty", Xiaohong did only appear in less than four episodes and ran away after receiving a box lunch.

"The Clouds Fall in the World" is indeed a "third-rate love story between the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of Heaven on Earth".

Except for this "third-rate" that is up to be discussed, nothing else seems to be wrong.

He is worthy of being the eldest son, and even his talent is equally outstanding.

This is the complexity of the mood.

I feel relieved that the boss has successors, and I feel depressed that I may have to go back to Africa again...

But Zhang Hao let him go.

"You go back first."

After Zhu Tiezhu ran away at a speed, he collapsed on the boss's chair.

What to do tonight...

A few hours later—

"Hey, Lao Wei? Come out to eat skewers at night! What? Don't have time? I'm afraid that my wife will go back to her parents' home? You are just soft! My wife dares to make trouble and deserves a beating! I don't hesitate to say to you!"

"Hey, Lao Lin? Come out to drink at night! Our brothers haven't had a drink for a long time. What? You found another gold mine in Africa? Can't come back now? Okay, okay, making money is the most important thing."

"Hey, Brother Fang, are you going to watch the football? Tonight's Beijing-Tianjin Derby! What? You're not watching the football?"

"Hey, no! I haven't said anything yet! Why are you afraid of your wife? I, Zhang Hao, are the kind of people who are afraid of your wife! I am too lazy to talk nonsense to you!"

In the underground parking garage of an ordinary high-end community, Zhang Hao, who was sitting on the red flag, put down his phone.

"How come I usually call me out for dinner, why are there anything wrong today? That's such a coincidence?"

He was helpless.

He really doesn't want to go home.

A few days ago, he said to his wife with confidence that "it's all technical adjustments", "I've spent all my son, and the modern plot will definitely be bad", "Don't panic, I think it's so stable."

As a result... I slapped myself in the face again.

But time waits for no one, he will still have to go upstairs after all.

The tired pace shown by dragging the body that is not exhausted - this is to win sympathy.

However, when Liu Yan opened the door, he did not sarcastically.

However, the few questions she asked made Zhang Hao sweat soak the clothes on his back.

"Do you want to have a barbecue? Do you drink alcohol? Or go watch football?"

Damn these traitors... cursed in their hearts, and Zhang Hao smiled and said, "Wife, I was wrong."

At this time, you cannot make a quibble, but you will decisively admit your mistakes.

Next, it depends on how my wife deals with it.

If it is "what is wrong", it means she is angry.

if......

"It's okay, let's have a meal first."

Zhang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that it was okay.

"Okay, my wife!"

Eat and drink enough, and sit on the sofa and rest.

Liu Yan turned on the TV and found "The Clouds Fall in the World" directly to watch it from the first episode.

Zhang Hao's forehead broke out again with cold sweat: "Wife, have you seen this?"

"My son's first TV series is carefully savored." Liu Yan looked at the screen and said lightly, "And there are so many VIP members in vain, so there is no need to waste it."

Zhang Hao had nothing to say.

Or maybe I'd better bring Zhu Tiezhu back to Africa.

If you mess with Somalia, can he still become One Piece?

After looking at it for half an hour, Liu Yan suddenly mentioned: "His father, please find some time to call your son."

Zhang Hao was stunned: "Wife, is this going to showdown? It's not good."

"It's not a showdown." Liu Yan said to the TV, "My son is indeed well filmed. Maybe... he really likes this industry? He told you not to like it before, but he was embarrassed to say it. He said he didn't like it before, but he just thought we were an ordinary family and might not be able to get over it and enter this industry.

But now he is doing well. I heard that he has earned 800,000 yuan, right? If he really likes it and can guarantee that he will not mess with relationships between men and women, do we, as parents, really want him to live according to our ideas? Don’t forget what our father did at the time, and you don’t want your son to repeat the path of his life being dominated by his parents.”

Zhang Hao was silent.

Watching the TV series on TV, he fell into reflection.

Could it be that I did something wrong?

In fact, the son chose this kind of life, so there is no need to let him become an ordinary office worker according to his own ideas.

Isn’t this a kind of freedom?

In essence, it is no difference between asking my son to be an ordinary office worker and my father asked me to inherit the family's group.

It is all parents who control their children's lives.

Zhang Hao suddenly realized.

"Wife, you're right! Then I'll call him before going to bed tonight!"

"Well, it's okay to reveal our family background appropriately. Don't let your children put so much pressure on them. The biggest wish of our parents is to hope that their children will be well."

That night, in the study room.

Zhang Hao smoked a cigarette for a long time.

It’s still the familiar Hongtashan that costs eight yuan per pack.

After smoking a cigarette, he also made a decision.

He called his son.

Soon, the other side was connected.

"Hey, Dad? You've read the news too? Your son, I'm a celebrity now!"

Sure enough, my son likes this business, and he can be heard, he is very happy.

"Son, what do you think of being a director?"

Zhang Hong's voice came from over there: "There are many female celebrities calling me recently, and I feel pretty good. By the way, Dad, I recently got a fitness card to exercise my waist strength. Do you want to hold your grandchildren early?"

Zhang Hao: "..."

Sure enough, the dirty entertainment industry will corrupt him, so let’s get out of here and be an ordinary office worker!

ps: 1/2 of daily ticket requests!
Chapter completed!