Chapter 721 A Businessman with a Background in the Underworld Actually Has a Hobby of Literature!

Chapter 721 A businessman with a dark social background actually has a hobby - he likes literature!

"This is simple, cousin." Li Li interjected:

"The movie "The Ghost Story" written by Minghua back then was filmed after Paramount Pictures purchased the copyright. I also have the contact information of their vice president Justin here. I will contact Justin after I go to school tomorrow. Visiting their company, he admired Minghua’s talent very much.”

After hearing what his cousin said, Song Tangtang nodded: "That's okay. I originally wanted to go to MGM, but Paramount is also good."

"Okay, it's settled, you two go to Los Angeles together, and I'll cook at home and take care of the kids for two days." Li Li said with a smile.

As soon as they heard that their aunt had to take care of themselves, the two children's minds immediately became active. Ruirui, who was sitting next to Li Li, immediately leaned into her ear and whispered:

"Auntie, I don't like fried noodles. I want to eat the pasta from Acquerello restaurant."

Acquerello's is one of San Francisco's most respected Italian restaurants, known for its fine dining and delicious pasta dishes.

The macaroni here is not only delicious, but also very particular about the presentation and ingredients. Fang Minghua took his two children to eat there twice, and the children loved it.

However, Song Tangtang heard this and glared at her daughter fiercely.

When she went to work the next day, Li Li contacted Justin, the vice president of Ramon Pictures. The other party said that Song Tangtang was welcome to come to the company for sightseeing and inspection, and would provide thoughtful help.

On the afternoon of February 8, Fang Minghua and his wife carried their luggage and once again embarked on a journey to Los Angeles. However, this time they did not drive and took a plane directly to save time.

The plane flew smoothly through the clouds.

Fang Minghua turned his head slightly and looked at Song Tangtang, who was resting with his eyes squinted.

After coming to San Francisco, Fang Minghua felt that the relationship between his wife and him seemed a little distant, not as close as in Xijing.

Maybe it's because this is San Francisco, living in Li Li's house.

Maybe, there are other reasons?

Why.

Fang Minghua wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

Song Tangtang's eyes suddenly opened. She looked at her husband who was watching her silently, as if she guessed what he was thinking.

Zhanyan smiled: "Don't think blindly. I am still the same person as before, but I want to warn you."

"Warn me what?"

"Except for Lili, you can't touch other women!" Song Tangtang said in a low voice.

"You can't touch it either?"

"Disgusting!" Song Tangtang pinched the flesh on Fang Minghua's arm hard.

"When you go back, you have to compensate me twice as much!"

"It's not my fault, right? Who told you two sisters to sleep in the same room every night? I'll make up for it tonight."

The two of them laughed in a low tone, and Fang Minghua felt that he suddenly returned to his days in Xijing.

The plane landed at Burbank Bob Hope Airport. The two of them carried their suitcases and exited the station, when they saw a strange middle-aged woman with blond hair and blue eyes walking towards them.

"Mr. Fang, Mrs. Fang, I am Isabel, the deputy director of the public relations department of Paramount Pictures. I have been entrusted by Vice President Justin to pick her up. I am responsible for the specific matters of Mrs. Fang's visit to our company."

"Thank you, Isabelle, have you seen us?" Song Tangtang looked at this strange woman, a little surprised.

"No, but I have seen Mr. Fang's photos." Isabella replied with a smile: "Mr. Fang is now a well-known star writer in our country, but he is too low-key, otherwise I would not be the only one who came to pick him up today. A large number of reporters and fans.”

Oh?

It's better to keep a low profile so as not to be disturbed wherever you go.

The two of them followed Isabel out of the departure hall, took a car straight to the city, and finally checked into the DoubleTree Hilton Hotel they had booked.

"Mrs. Fang, here are the specific arrangements for tomorrow's visit." Isabella took out a piece of information from her cross-body bag and handed it to Song Tangtang, and then said: "After you wash up, I will take you to dinner. I am in the hall. Waiting for you."

"No, thank you." Song Tangtang said quickly: "My husband and I went to eat by ourselves. We have been to Los Angeles several times and are familiar with it."

"That's OK." Isabel didn't force herself: "I'll come to the hotel on time at eight o'clock tomorrow morning to pick you up and take you to the company." After saying that, she looked back at Fang Minghua.

"Mr. Fang, do you need me to arrange a vehicle to take you to the party location?"

"No need, thank you."

After Isabelle left, the couple simply washed up and went to eat.

"Come on, Minghua, let's go have a candlelight dinner." Song Tangtang said enthusiastically.

Are you still so romantic now that you are an old married couple?

But as long as the wife is happy, let her go.

After getting up and washing up the next morning, Song Tangtang took Isabelle's car to visit Paramount Pictures. Fang Minghua bought a map of Los Angeles and dialed there according to the address on the invitation letter.

The salon was held in the famous wealthy area of ​​Los Angeles - Beverly Hills. Finally, Fang Minghua got out of the car in front of a villa.

This is a three-story villa. Looking through the white fence, it not only has a garden but also a swimming pool. It is a step up from the villa I bought in San Francisco.

Holding the invitation letter, Fang Minghua was welcomed in by a man who looked like a butler, and met the owner of the villa, Liu Junjie, who was in his forties, had a crew cut and smoked a cigar, and was bold and shrewd.

Fang Minghua later learned that he was of Chinese descent and had been the deputy leader of a branch of the Taiwan Zu Lian Gang. Later, he left the gang and came to Los Angeles to develop. In addition to running several nightclubs in Chinatown, he is now involved in the hotel industry and owns a five-star hotel, making him a well-known figure in the Chinese American circle.

Such a businessman with some black society background actually has a hobby - literature!

Bing Ling, the president of the newly established National Chinese Writers Association, approached him and hoped that he could help find a suitable venue for the salon. Liu Junjie was very generous and even gave up his mansion in Los Angeles, and also provided food and drink!

After shaking hands with Liu Junjie, Fang Minghua picked up the prepared coffee cup and met Bing Ling, the initiator of this salon, in the living room of the villa.

He was about forty years old, had a short flat head, and was burly. When he saw Fang Minghua, he immediately shook hands and greeted.

Although he claimed to be a member of the Fujian Writers Association and had worked as a reporter, he published his debut novel in "Yenching Literature" in 1980, so he met the editor at the time, Li Tuo.

But to be honest, Fang Minghua had never met this person in China, nor had she read his novels, but what she said was basically true, otherwise Li Tuo would not have come.

But no matter what, being able to invite a rich man to pay for the salon does require some skills.

Others came one after another, including Zha Jianying, Yang Lian, Duo Duo, Zhang Ling, Huang Xiang, and Li Tuo.

Fang Minghua knew some of these people and some didn't, but no matter what, it was a very happy thing to meet people in the literary circle in a foreign country.

Finally, Fang Minghua met Bei Dao.