Rebirth Rise 2006

In the early morning, a man walked towards the Paradise Repertory Theater frankly. Wherever he passed, the doormen and staff all called him respectfully: Zhou Dazao.

When you walk into the office door, various scripts are spread out all over the table.

The bookshelf contains various celebrity allusions, historical classics, and a wide variety of books. A "Parchment Scroll" fell to the ground. Zhou Benliang bent down to pick up the book and put it on the table. Just as he was about to turn around and grab the water glass on the coffee table, a letter attracted his attention.

His gaze.

With a trace of doubt, Zhou Benliang opened the envelope and found only a corner of the photo inside. He was shocked and stood up quickly, shouting out the door.

"Xiao Zhang, Xiao Zhang!"

"What's wrong, Director Zhou?"

The visitor is a young man, Zhang Wei, Zhou Benliang's assistant.

"There is a letter on my desk. Who sent it?"

"Oh, the letter was given to me by the security guard downstairs. I don't know who sent it." Zhang Wei said doubtfully, "What's wrong, Director Zhou, why don't I go downstairs and ask."

"Um, no need, you go and do your work."

"Okay, Director Zhou, call me if you need anything."

Seeing Zhang Wei politely closing the door, Zhou Benliang sat down again. When he opened the envelope and saw the dirty photos of Li Guoping and one of his favorite actresses, Zhou Benliang looked very ugly, and his eyes were full of shock and confusion.

anger.

On the back of the photo, Zhou Benliang noticed an address: Private Room No. 2 of Quanshan Tea House.

Quanshan Teahouse is famous in this county and was invested by famous merchants from Quanzhou.

In the private room, the atmosphere is comfortable, quiet and peaceful. The tea table is carved with dragons and phoenixes, made of rosewood and nanmu, and even the tea sets are very unique.

The young waitress was making tea for Gao Qiu. At this time, Zhou Benliang opened the door. When he saw Gao Qiu, who looked like a student, he felt something was wrong and thought he had gone to the wrong place.

"Director Zhou, please sit down."

When Zhou Benliang was about to turn around, Gao Qiu stood up politely.

Hearing this, Zhou Benliang turned around and took a deep look at Gao Qiu, his eyes full of doubts.

Although he had doubts, he still chose to sit down.

Gao Qiu glanced at the waitress, who then left knowingly.

"I didn't expect the paparazzi to be a student."

Zhou Benliang looked down on golf, so he took out a cigarette and started smoking on his own.

Gao Qiu gently poured tea for Zhou Benliang.

"The Wuyi rock tea here is quite famous. Director Zhou has a lot to do every day. This tea should be able to relieve your fatigue."

Seeing Gao Qiu serving tea with both hands and looking harmless, Zhou Benliang put out the cigarette butt out of kindness, then stared at Gao Qiu, took the tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Director Zhou, how are you doing?"

Gao Qiu had a smile on his face and showed great respect for Zhou Benliang.

"I really can't imagine that a child can do such a thing. What is your purpose? For money?"

After drinking hot tea under the air conditioner, Zhou Benliang's complexion became much warmer.

"This tea smells good, Director Zhou. You said that this tea farmer cultivates tea carefully in order to harvest a rich harvest. If the tea branches are necrotic, the harvest will be worrying. Are you right?"

"What...what do you want to say."

Seeing the golfing style, Zhou Benliang could clearly feel that this person was not an ordinary student. His mood and words were not as calm as he should be at this age.

"As an outstanding actor with a family, Li Guoping is responsible for half of the Paradise Repertory Theater. He actually slept with a rising actress. When word spreads about this, how does the Paradise Repertory Theater deal with itself? Director Zhou may be more concerned than me.

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"What on earth are you going to do?"

"Get to know me, my name is Gao Qiu, and Gao Yu, the clown who often lets you be an extra, is my biological sister, and I want to make her famous all over the country."

"Ha ha……"

Zhou Benliang was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

He took the tea and poured a full cup himself, drinking it as if it were wine.

Facing Zhou Benliang's ridicule, Gao Qiu didn't take it seriously.

"If you let my sister continue to be a clown and be bullied, I will make your Paradise Repertory Theater change overnight, and tomorrow night's evening news will be your scandal."

Gao Qiu changed his tone and said coldly.

As he spoke, Zhou Benliang's smile gradually solidified, and the teacup in his hand trembled slightly.

"Of course, Director Zhou, don't worry. I'm just giving you a warning. As for making my sister Gao Yu popular, you can't do it, and I don't count on you either. But before I take over, I don't want to see her being stepped on.

Underfoot."

With that said, Gao Qiu stood up.

"You'd better taste it slowly. This tea is quite expensive."

The high ball went out, and Zhou Benliang's face turned red, like a monkey's butt.

He watched the golf ball leave with horror in his heart.

"This kid came out of nowhere. He doesn't have a big tone, but he's not a little guy either."

Just as Zhou Benliang muttered, the door was suddenly opened. He stood up immediately, thinking that Gao Qiu was back.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'll be here in an hour. I may need to settle the bill."

The waitress apologized.

"What!"

Zhou Benliang was so angry that he actually made him pay for the golf ball.

"How much."

"Hello sir, total 280"

"Why is it so expensive?"

"The gentleman who was with you just now took a box of tea from the front desk and asked you to pick it up."

Hearing this, Zhou Benliang's face became even more ugly.

"Pack."

"Sir, what did you say?"

"I said this tea package..."

"Sir, this tea... OK, please wait a moment."

Just as the waiter was about to hesitate, he saw that Zhou Benliang's face was turning green with anger, so he hurried out.

She walked to the service desk and another waiter asked her.

"What's wrong?"

"The guest in the private room No. 2 is really weird. He wants to pack tea. I have never seen anything like this before..."

Suddenly, Zhou Benliang walked out angrily, threw 280 at the bar, and walked away.

Jin Hai, in Gao Qiu's office, Gao Qiu and Gao Guang were smiling from ear to ear.

"Haha, do you think Lao Zhou will be so angry that smoke will come out of his head?"

"That's for sure. This old boy is so angry that he wants to pack tea."

The two were chatting and laughing, drinking the Wuyi rock tea they got from Quanshan Tea House, laughing happily.

"Haha, let's go to Fanwei's to eat beef brisket tonight."

"Okay, I need to order some good wine."

"Okay, but only you will drink it, neither Fan Wei nor I will drink it."

"Drinking alone is also a state of mind."

"Haha, virtue!"

The scorching sun was shining, and the street seemed to have been splashed with hot water. Heat waves rolled and thick smoke rose.

Although the cities in Shaanxi Province are not among the four great furnaces in China, they still write the word "Xia" vigorously.

Walking to the street, Gao Qiu took a bite of a popsicle and instantly felt refreshed.

At this time, an aunt who was handing out flyers threw a poster to Gao Qiu.

There are too many such street leaflets, especially for information, calling to chat or looking for information.

Usually businesses make money through high phone bills. At that time, Gao Qiu's mother was suspicious of his father because of the information fee. If Gao Qiu had not admitted his mistake in time, it would have caused a catastrophe.

Just when Gao Qiu was about to throw away these garbage advertising posters, he saw something horrifying, and he suddenly became energetic.

Gao Qiu put the old popsicle in his mouth and stared at the content of the poster.

At 10 o'clock in the morning on September 1st, the "Happy" Spring Show Special Expo will be held on the third floor of the World Trade Expo, with painting awards, appreciation of famous artists, and a gathering of elites...

September 1st!

Golf's mind is racing!

Art exhibition!

Fire!

On the night of September 1, 2006, in his previous life, Gao Qiu received a call from his sister in his factory dormitory in Shenzhen City. His sister said that Gao Qiu was worried about being out and told him to pay attention to safety and stay away from fires. She said that an art exhibition in the county town was burned and injured.

Many people...

September 1st is tomorrow.