Chapter 157 Reminiscing about the past
"What do you want to talk to me about? We can't talk on the phone. We have to meet in person."

Chen Mo came to a bar in Gongti and sat down at the bar.

This famous nightclub in Gongti seemed a little empty at this time because it was still daytime.

Inside the bar, a man with a somewhat bad-looking appearance was chipping an ice ball.

"any drinks?"

"Whatever, just a non-alcoholic drink will be fine. I have to drive later."

Upon hearing this, Ning Zhijian put the ice stone he had chiseled into the cup and poured some mineral water into it.

"Here, 100% alcohol-free."

Chen Mo didn't pick it up. He took a sip from the cup and raised his eyebrows.

"Hmm! You know what, this mineral water with ice cubes tastes exactly the same as the mineral water directly refrigerated in the refrigerator."

Ning Zhijian himself was too lazy to take a cup, so he took a sip from the bottle and poured out the remaining mineral water, then said with a smile, "The prices are different."

In a bar, even though it's just pouring mineral water into a glass and adding some ice cubes, this extra step will cost at least ten dollars more.

Chen Mo joked: "Tsk, there is also a corkage fee for this mineral water?"

Ning Zhijian nodded as a matter of course and said, "This cup of yours is specially made by the boss himself, and you have to add a 10% service charge."

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo couldn't help but sigh: "Your store is quite good. They could have robbed me, but they still gave me a glass of water."

Ning Zhijian waved his hand and said, "Compared to your entertainment industry, our industry's bottom line is already very high. At least we really sell a glass of water, unlike you, where some of the things you shoot are really forced to feed shit to the audience."

Chen Mo smacked his lips when he heard this, he really had no way to refute it.

Some film and television works seem to be made specifically to disgust the audience, and after watching them, you feel as disgusted as if you had eaten shit.

Chen Mo remembers that a netizen once made a good analogy to describe this type of film: shit-flavored chocolate and chocolate-flavored shit.

The former is shoddy, and the plot, acting, pictures, and special effects are enough to make people frown at first glance, just like smelling shit.

Although this kind of film is ugly, it is still chocolate. The taste is a bit worse, but at least it is harmless to eat.

The latter is like a beautifully packaged chocolate, with a big budget and a big production, exquisite pictures, a decent plot, good acting skills from the actors, and all kinds of costumes and props are carefully considered.

This kind of film is pleasing to the eye at first glance, but after watching it carefully, you will find that something is wrong.

Some costume films, for example, do not even respect the most basic objective historical facts when portraying certain historical figures, and instead make all kinds of fabricated changes, distortions and smears.

Some anti-war films even dare to openly glorify the war stance of the invaders in their works. I don’t know where the hell is going with that.

These films smell like chocolate, but what you actually taste is shit. They distort history, confuse right and wrong, and cause endless harm.

But these people often live a comfortable life. When they are scolded by the public, they pretend to be dead for a while, and then continue to make money when the situation calms down.

"There's nothing we can do. The Internet has no memory." Chen Mo shook his head helplessly.

"In fact, the reason why there are fewer and fewer good films and more bad films in recent years is, from another perspective, because the audiences are used to it."

Chen Mo said frankly: "As long as there is a market for bad movies and people can easily make money by just fooling around, who would be willing to put in the effort to make good movies?"

"The market conditions are the same in all walks of life." Ning Zhijian smiled and shook the bottle of mineral water in his hand. "Do you know why you shouldn't buy mineral water in large bottles?"

"why?"

"Not enough water."

"."Chen Mo.

Ning Zhijian sighed: "These days, people with real talent will go bankrupt, while people with high technology will thrive."

Chen Mo glanced at the water in his glass, then looked at the rows of foreign liquors on the shelves behind the bar.

Ning Zhijian saw this and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I don't have any."

Chen Mo just smiled and said nothing.

Ning Zhijian had no choice but to add, "At least no friends came to drink."

Chen Mo believed this.

Because when they say it's mixed with water, it doesn't really mean it's diluted with water directly, even a fool can tell that the taste is not right.

Nightclubs are doing long-term business, and they cannot simply replace alcohol with blended liquor, as this could easily lead to accidents.

A more reliable way is to pass off inferior goods as genuine ones.

Using low-priced wine of the same brand to pour into high-priced bottles, or low-vintage wine to pour into high-vintage bottles, the price difference is only a few hundred yuan, and the age is two or three years less, most people cannot taste the difference.

When you wake up the next day, you won't have the splitting headache that you get from drinking alcohol-blended wine.

So Chen Mo believed Ning Jianzhi's words, not only because he trusted Ning Zhijian's character, but mainly because the risk outweighed the gain.

Although their circle is not big, they have family members working in all walks of life. It is obviously not worth it to earn a little more money and take the risk of losing these connections.

"By the way, what have you been busy with recently? I haven't seen you in a while."

"I was sunbathing in Yunnan. I just came back the day before yesterday."

Ning Zhijian thought for a moment and said, "Oh, I remember you asked me last time if my family's bar in Dali needed a resident singer."

Chen Mo nodded, "I asked for a friend of mine there. Thanks."

"It's a small matter." Ning Zhijian waved his hand and then said with a smile, "But you actually stayed in Yunnan for so long. Who is there in Yunnan?"

Chen Mo smiled and said, "I'll bring her out next time if I have the chance."

"You could have brought it here just now." Ning Zhijian said, "I heard Mingyu and Fatty Hu praised her beauty after seeing her. I was very curious."

Chen Mo shrugged, "My mom took her shopping."

Ning Zhijian was surprised, "The parents have already met, you are progressing so fast."

Chen Mo smiled, "It's natural, it will come naturally." Ning Zhijian suddenly sighed, "Alas, I thought we were brothers in distress, and you were there to keep me company, but now you're leaving the camp in the blink of an eye, which makes me very sad."

Chen Mo laughed and said, "Bullshit, you're a guy who's never been without a girlfriend, why would you have any trouble with me?"

Ning Zhijian shook his head and said, "Dating and marriage are two different things. Being able to date does not mean you can get married. You can date a girlfriend casually, but can you marry a wife casually?"

Chen Mo said with a tut: "Is this why you change girlfriends more frequently than you change clothes?"

"Well, although I change frequently, I only wear one piece at a time and never wear a layer." Ning Zhijian stated, "From a legal point of view, I can only be considered a playboy, not a scumbag."

Chen Mo shook his head. "I think you should wait until you have a girlfriend for more than a year before considering marriage."

Ning Zhijian said: "I have been dating my current girlfriend for almost a year."

Chen Mo was surprised and said, "Oh? Do you want to develop steadily in the long run?"

Ning Zhijian shook his head, "No, her birthday is coming up in a few days."

Chen Mo's eyes twitched, "Are you going to break up with me before my birthday?"

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"You know what, I've actually thought about this." Ning Zhijian touched his chin.

"I broke up with her two days before her birthday. If she didn't agree, I would have a fight with her and then go into a cold war for two days. I would then find a chance to make up after her birthday. This way I could save on birthday gifts."

Chen Mo shook his head speechlessly and clapped his hands in praise.

"Just kidding, I'm not that bad." Ning Zhijian laughed, "I was just planning to wait for her birthday, give her a birthday present, and then break up with her."

"This isn't that good." Chen Mo knew that this "birthday gift" was actually a breakup fee in disguise.

Ning Zhijian said frankly: "I can only try my best to compensate her emotional investment with financial compensation, if she really invested any emotional investment."

Obviously, Ning Zhijian was aware of his own behavior, but he also didn't think that those girlfriends were truly sincere to him.

Sincerity may not necessarily be exchanged for sincerity, so how can hypocrisy be exchanged for sincerity?

One is willing to fight, the other is willing to be beaten, and everyone just gets what they need.

Chen Mo was too lazy to care about these things and got back to the topic: "Didn't you say you had something to talk to me about? Tell me, what's the situation."

Ning Zhijian slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, yes, you still remember my sister, right?"

"Your sister?" Chen Mo recalled, "Didn't she go to South Korea to debut as a member of a girl group?"

Ning Zhijian nodded, "Well, her contract there is about to expire, and it's time for her to come back and develop."

Chen Mo understood after hearing this.

The blooming period of girl groups is too short, and in the later stage they basically have to transform into singers or actors.

But as a foreign artist, he obviously can't even think about becoming an actor.

Not to mention the issues of xenophobia or resources, just the differences in living habits and social concepts created by different cultures would make it difficult for you to integrate into the role.

Because before you play the role, you have to play a South Korean first.

Think about those TV dramas filmed by South Korean artists in mainland China in previous years. As soon as they started singing, you knew it was “not right” and the pictures were obviously not “harmonious”.

Without growing up and living in a place, it is difficult for outsiders to act like an "authentic" local.

It's difficult to ask a Cantonese to play a person from Guangxi, let alone two countries with different cultures.

For singers, the situation may be slightly better, but not much better.

Therefore, it is almost an inevitable choice for Korean craftsmen to return to their home country for development.

Chen Mo said, "So, you want your sister to sign with our company?"

Ning Zhijian nodded, "You know the environment of the entertainment industry better than I do. Long-term development still needs a mountain to rely on for stability. I feel at ease signing with you."

Chen Mo thought about it for a while, then agreed: "Okay, then find a time, I'll meet her and talk."

Ning Zhijian thought for a moment and said, "It should be possible in the next two days. She is currently in China on a book signing schedule."

"Okay, we'll talk about the details later." Chen Mo nodded. "Come to think of it, I haven't seen your sister for many years. I still remember her as a crying little girl."

Ning Zhijian is six or seven years younger than his sister. When Chen Mo and Ning Zhijian were hanging out together in high school, his sister seemed to be only about ten years old.

Ning Zhijian smiled knowingly, "Yeah, back then she loved to run after me and cry at every turn. Who would have thought that when she grew up a little bit, she would dare to shout that she wanted to go to South Korea to be a trainee."

"I remember that you accompanied me to South Korea for a year, right?" Chen Mo still had a vague impression.

"There's nothing we can do. The princess has to accompany you to study." Ning Zhijian looked helpless, but his eyes revealed a doting smile.

Chen Mo couldn't bear to look at this sister-con, so he stood up and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll leave."

After finishing the business, Ning Zhijian had no intention of trying to keep him and waved his hand insincerely.

Chen Mo walked out a few steps, then turned back and said, "I almost forgot to lend me your car. I haven't driven it for a while, and I forgot to refuel. I just barely drove to the door of your store."

Ning Zhijian took out his car keys and Chen Mo left his car keys behind.

"Remember to find someone to fill it up for me."

Ning Zhijian simply waved his hand, indicating that they could leave.

Chen Mo took two steps and turned back.

Ning Zhijian raised his eyelids and asked, "Anything else?"

Chen Mo scratched his head, "Um, what's your sister's name?"

"." Ning Zhijian.

"Ning Zhihe."

(End of this chapter)