Chapter 810 Work Adaptation
Wang Shuo is a very interesting person. It is fun to chat with him, but the prerequisite is that he thinks highly of you. Otherwise, he can make people angry to death with his unbridled mouth.
As the topic opened up, everyone started chatting with great interest. Especially when Wang Shuo learned that Luo Yang and his colleagues were also in the clothing business in Dashilan, he was very surprised. He slapped his thigh and wondered why the soldier didn't say it earlier.
Luo Yang and his shop were well-known in the city, but the business gap between the two sides was too big back then. Wang Shuo had heard of them but had never actually come into contact with them, otherwise they would have known each other a long time ago.
Luo Yang smiled and said that this was a good thing, as Wang Shuo had now become a writer, and a famous one at that.
There are so many businessmen in the world, and Wang Shuo is no exception, but writers are different. A good writer can not only leave good works for readers, but also leave a reputation in the literary world. Wang Shuo's bizarre experience may be God's arrangement. God may not want to bury his talent, so he uses this method to guide him to the path of a writer.
"Hey! This statement is rare, but it makes me feel comfortable and happy when I hear it!" Wang Shuo suddenly laughed out loud, looking free and easy.
Everyone laughed when they saw his expression. At this time, the ordered food arrived. As the host, Song Yuanchao quickly stood up and coordinated with the people who delivered the food to help bring the food into the house. Soon the food was served and after they were done, they sent the people away. Song Yuanchao invited everyone into the house to eat and chat.
There are eight people today, just enough for one octagonal table. After they sat down, Song Yuanchao took out the wine he had prepared.
There are two kinds of wine, one is white wine and the other is yellow wine.
The white wine is Wuliangye, and the yellow wine is Laodiao that Song Yuanchao got from Yuezhou. He got a lot of these Laodiao, and stored them in jars. When this courtyard was renovated, Song Yuanchao dug a basement specifically for storing wine, and the same is true in Shanghai, where not only Laodiao is stored, but also various other fine wines.
"We have both white and yellow wines. Whoever drinks what they like can choose. By the way, I also have red wine imported from France. If anyone wants to drink some, just let me know and I'll get it." Song Yuanchao said with a smile as he put the wine on the table.
"Forget about the red wine. It's not to our taste. We are Chinese." Wang Shuo waved his hand carelessly, reached out to take the old eagle, and looked carefully at the seal on the jar.
"This old wine is good, it's rare outside." Wang Shuo took a look and was a little surprised: "Brother, where did you get it from?"
"I asked a friend in Yuezhou to get it for me." Song Yuanchao smiled and said, "It's the old store where Kong Yiji drank. This old store has its own small winery. The output is not large but it is very famous locally. I spent some time to buy all the wine in the winery. If you like it, drink a few more glasses and take two jars back when you leave."
"Great deal!" Wang Shuo gave Song Yuanchao a thumbs up. "This wine is great! Let's not drink white wine today. Let's drink this. I'm telling you, this wine is not available outside. We are lucky to have it today. Oh, you just said that you should give me two jars when we leave. This is a great bargain."
"Hahaha, no problem. Two jars per person. I guarantee everyone will be satisfied." Song Yuanchao said readily.
Chen Xiaoer didn't know much about wine. Seeing Wang Shuo holding the jar with such fondness that he couldn't let it go, he couldn't help but ask, "Master Shuo, is this wine really that good? Can it be better than Wuliangye?"
"You just don't understand, right? They are different. It's not a question of who is better." Wang Shuo immediately started talking about the history of white wine and yellow wine with great enthusiasm, especially focusing on the history of yellow wine that the old people in Yanjing drink, that is, Beijing yellow wine.
In the past, only ordinary people drank baijiu. The rich and powerful rarely drank baijiu. They usually drank yellow wine, also known as old wine. Some literary books and historical records also often describe drinking yellow wine. When Wang Shuo got excited, he even shook his head and said an excerpt of an anecdote and recited a poem, which made Chen Xiaoer stunned.
After that, Wang Shuo curiously asked Song Yuanchao why he also liked to drink rice wine? Drinking rice wine is not uncommon, but it is not something that ordinary people would think of to specifically get such an old carved cellar from Yuezhou.
Luo Yang on the side suddenly laughed and told Wang Shuo that even though Song Yuanchao spoke fluent Beijing dialect and his family was in Yanjing, he was actually not from Yanjing anymore.
Song Yuanchao is from Shanghai and currently works in Nanjing.
"Are you from Shanghai? Working in Nanjing?" Upon hearing this, Wang Shuo's eyes suddenly lit up, and he smiled and said that in this way they were half-fellow villagers.
Song Yuanchao was stunned and asked what he meant. Wang Shuo smiled and said that he was actually from Jinling. He was born in Jinling and later followed his parents to Yanjing. In fact, Yanjing was his second hometown. He, a Yanjing native, was like Song Yuanchao, an outsider in the end.
"Mr. Song is from Shanghai? No wonder I thought he looked a little different from the guys from Yanjing before." Ma Dudu interjected.
"Haha, you don't think I'm a little Shanghai man, do you?" Song Yuanchao asked jokingly.
Ma Dudu waved his hand and said, "How could that be? It's just that my temperament is different from that of people in Yanjing. I've been to Shanghai and was deeply impressed. Shanghai people are more refined, while northerners are more rough. By the way, I still remember that you don't say left and right in Shanghai. When walking or taking a car, you often say big, small, and turn. The first time I went there to ask for directions, they gestured to me for a long time but I didn't react. I was wondering why they were talking about big and small when I was clearly asking for directions, not buying things? It took me a long time to understand after they explained it to me."
Everyone burst into laughter again when they heard Ma Dudu talk about the embarrassing things that happened to him when he went to Shanghai.
Open the mud seal and pour in the wine. The amber yellow wine exudes an attractive aroma.
Chen Xiaoer took a sip and found the taste good, but a little bland. When he was about to drink more, Song Yuanchao stopped him and warned him that it is better to drink rice wine slowly. Although the wine may not be as strong as white wine at first sip, it actually has a strong aftereffect. If he drank it like this, it wouldn't be long before he would have to lie down as soon as the wind blew.
After Song Yuanchao's reminder, Wang Shuo agreed and mentioned an interesting experience of drinking rice wine with friends from Liaodong.
When talking about the funny parts, everyone laughed non-stop, especially Zhang Qiang, who laughed so hard that she shook and leaned her whole body on the soldier.
Everyone was chatting about all sorts of things in a very harmonious atmosphere. After three rounds of drinks, Luo Yang took the opportunity to tell Wang Shuo that he was interested in working with him and hoped to adapt his published novel into a TV series.
Originally, one thought that Wang Shuo would be a bit cautious, but unexpectedly, Wang Shuo, who was so happy after drinking, agreed without a second thought. However, Luo Yang also made it clear that there was no problem with using his work, but friends were friends and business was business, and he still had to pay every penny.
Luo Yang, who had been prepared for this, smiled and agreed, patting his chest to guarantee that the fee would be whatever it was, and there was absolutely no problem with that. At the same time, he also invited Wang Shuo to help adapt the work and turn it into a script.
"Well, I don't have that much time." Wang Shuo thought about it and shook his head. Seeing that Luo Yang was going to continue to persuade him, he waved his hand and pointed at Ma Dudu beside him: "I really don't have the time. I'm too busy lately. But I'll introduce someone to you. Do you see him? This person is a professional editor. Just let Dudu do it. I guarantee you will be satisfied."
Song Yuanchao watched this scene from the side, his mind as clear as a mirror. In his previous life, he had always heard that Wang Shuo and Ma Dudu were so close that they could wear the same pants, but he didn't really believe it at first. Today, he finally understood that it was true.
It's not that Wang Shuo doesn't have time. It's obvious that he is taking this opportunity to praise Ma Dudu.
Compared with Wang Shuo, Ma Dudu was not as famous as he later became. He was just an ordinary editor.
Wang Shuo has now become famous overnight, but Ma Dudu became famous after the early 1990s, and truly became a "cultural master" in the early 21st century.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Shuo politely declined Luo Yang and instead pushed his good friend Ma Dudu to adapt the work on his behalf. On the one hand, he trusted Ma Dudu's ability to do so, and on the other hand, he also wanted to give this opportunity to his good friend.
Song Yuanchao could see it, and Luo Yang could naturally see it as well.
He set up this plan today and invited Wang Shuo and others to come in order to establish good relations among everyone and finalize the cooperation.
From the time they met till now, everyone had a good chat, and Wang Shuo also agreed to the cooperation proposed by Luo Yang, which made Luo Yang very satisfied. As for Ma Dudu, Luo Yang didn't know him very well, but he also knew that Ma Dudu was the editor of "Youth Literature" and had published the novel "Tonight's Full Moon". Although he was not as famous as Wang Shuo in the literary world, he was also an insider and a professional editor. In addition, with Wang Shuo's praise, Luo Yang had to give him this face.
"No problem!" Luo Yang agreed readily, raised his glass and said to Ma Dudu, "I'll leave this matter to Teacher Ma."
Ma Dudu was much more tactful than Wang Shuo. He clinked glasses with Luo Yang and drank with a smile. Then he put down his glass and told Luo Yang seriously that he would take care of the matter. Editing was his specialty and there would be absolutely no problem. Besides, there was also Wang Shuo, the original author, so they could discuss it together and guarantee to come up with a suitable script for him.
Chen Xiaoer also became interested when he heard this, and interrupted to ask if he could ask Ma Dudu for advice on screenwriting. Chen Xiaoer has always been pursuing a career in movies. He not only wants to be an actor, but also wants to be a director. Although he was not the director of the two previous films, he has been learning the director's work. Directors and screenwriters have many aspects in common, so it would be even better if Ma Dudu could give some advice in this regard.
Ma Dudu was not pretentious. He smiled and said that they should learn from each other and make progress together. He happily agreed to Chen Xiaoer's request. Chen Xiaoer happily stood up and toasted Ma Dudu with a glass, saying that it was a drink to express his apprenticeship, which made everyone laugh again.
"Mr. Song, your yard is really nice. The antique furniture and calligraphy and painting decorations are really eye-opening." After drinking a few glasses of wine, the initial unfamiliarity became warm, and Ma Dudu couldn't help but lead the topic to Song Yuanchao's yard.
Song Yuanchao certainly knew that Ma Dudu was an expert in this field. As a collector of antiques, how could Ma Dudu resist seeing Song Yuanchao's yard, including the furniture in the yard and the collections on display?
