"Come, cheers!"
"Congratulations, Zhuang!"
"Congratulations!"
Dao Ba was really happy. When he was having dinner with Zhuang Fan and the others, he received a call from the production team of " Unsheathed Sword ".
Zhuang Fan successfully joined the crew and waited until the filming of 'Drawing Swords' ended.
This would take at least 1-2 months.
"The first day I saw you, I knew that you were a big shot!”
"Hahaha, how many days has it been?"
"Two days!"
"Brothers, it's been two days. He's already on set, and it's a big set!”
"Look, this is what it means to be capable!”
"We all have to learn from him, do you hear me?”
Dao Ba shouted loudly. He placed a hand on Zhuang Fan's shoulder. His eyes were red. He was obviously drunk.
He started to talk nonsense in his drunkenness.
Zhuang Fan, on the other hand, acted as if nothing had happened. He did not reject anyone who offered him respect.
Although his face was slightly flushed, he was still quite clear-headed. Boss Yang, of course, drank a drink. She only drank a small glass of wine. Girls should know how to protect themselves when they were outside.
Boys…were not very popular at the moment.
Clang!
In the end, Dao Ba fell directly under the table.
Completely…drunk.
Yang Mi was shocked. She subconsciously tugged at Zhuang Fan's clothes. Zhuang Fan looked at her and Yang Mi immediately retracted her hand and smiled brightly at him.
"Brother Zhuang?"
Old Li looked at Zhuang Fan. Zhuang Fan quickly raised his head and realized that many of them were almost done drinking."Then let's call it a day!"
"Who knows where Brother Scar lives? Send him back?"
"Me!"
The driver raised his hand.
"Then I'll have to trouble Brother Qiang. Send me a message when you arrive. What about you guys? Are you going with Brother Qiang or?"
"Brother Zhuang, don't worry about us!"
"Business is more important!"
One of the small actors winked at Zhuang Fan. They had wanted to help Zhuang Fan just now, but they did not expect Yang Mi to only take a small sip.
In the end, she only drank one glass.
What a joke, how could they be a match for Boss Yang?
Yang Mi had been in the production team for so many years. How could she have been in vain?
Whoever thought that she was naive and easy to fool would definitely be the one to die.
"Take a taxi and send me off!"
Yang Mi tugged at the corner of Zhuang Fan's clothes. Zhuang Fan was puzzled."Why?"
"Because I gave it to you yesterday!"
"Then can you be kind and send me off again today?”
After Zhuang Fan sent everyone off, Yang Mi pulled him away from the car. The two of them stood on the street near the 8th Base. The cold night wind blew in the capital, and Zhuang Fan was almost sober.
"No!"
"Do you have the heart to let a person who earns 100 yuan a day treat you to 2500 yuan a day?”
Yang Mi was still brooding over Zhuang Fan's income.
Zhuang Fan smiled." No, I'm not. Which eye of yours saw 2500 a day?" Didn't I only take 100?"
"I don't care, you earned 2500 today!”
"It's your business whether you take it or not!"
This was the first time Zhuang Fan had seen Yang Mi acting like a scoundrel.
"Alright, I'll go to your house then!”
You think I can't cure you?
"What?"
"Why did you go to my house?" Yang Mi was a little confused.”
"I'll send you home. Didn't you say that I'll send you home?”
" You've been drinking. I'm worried. I'll definitely send you home-"
"Stop!"
Yang Mi stretched out her hand,"Just send me to your place!"”
"That won't do. I'm worried if you drink!”
"Alright!"
Yang Mi was obviously going all out. She gritted her teeth and said,"If you have the guts, then give it to me. I forgot to tell you…"
"Your dad is a police officer, I know!"
Zhuang Fan reached out and started to hail a taxi.
Looking at this stance, Yang Mi was somewhat uncertain.
Most importantly, Zhuang Fan had drunk alcohol today. This alcohol boosted his courage. If he really sent her home, wouldn't his father break her legs?
Beep beep!
Soon, a taxi stopped in front of them.
"Let's go!"
Zhuang Fan said to Yang Mi as he walked towards the back seat.
Yang Mi opened the front passenger door.
The chauffeur looked at the two of them and thought that the couple had quarreled.
"Where to?"
The chauffeur spoke in a standard Beijing dialect, but Zhuang Fan pointed at Yang Mi, who was sitting in the passenger seat.""Master, ask her!"
"Xuanwu Candle Wick Alley!"
Yang Mi bit her lips and finally told him her home address.
The car sped along, and neither of them spoke. Only the driver listened to Old Guo's crosstalk.
Guo Degang was actually not famous at all. It was just that at the end of last year, he had just found a way to cooperate with the Beijing Literature Channel. In their program, Happy Teahouse, he would play the live recording of Deyun every night.
At this moment, it was playing Old Guo's early work," Dream of the Western Expedition." Zhuang Fan was a tightrope in his previous life, and he liked to listen to a part of it when he had nothing to do. When she was an extra in Hengdian, she listened to his crosstalk almost every day.
In the early days, Old Guo's crosstalk was absolutely awesome.
Now that he was hearing " Dream of the Western Expedition " again, Zhuang Fan honestly missed it.
"What unit?
In the Laohe Army.
Never heard of it.
……
Have you heard of the World's Old He Army?
Peacekeepers!
What was peace-keeping?
Maintaining peace.
Where's Old He?
He did not know!
I'm always trying to maintain peace…"
"Puchi ~~"
Yang Mi, who was in front, couldn't help but laugh. She didn't expect her to be listening along the way.
"Isn't it fun?"
"I listen to it every day. This program is so funny!”
The driver saw Yang Mi smile and couldn't help but reply.
Yang Mi listened attentively and did not say anything else. Zhuang Fan could not help but lean forward and say,""Do you have a small treasury?"
"What little vault?"
Yang Mi did not understand.
"It's just money. Do you save money yourself? Or did you give them all to your parents?"
Zhuang Fan's heart skipped a beat. Perhaps he could take advantage of the fact that De Yun Society was not popular to send charcoal in the snow and make an investment or something. The rate of return would definitely be great.
However, he was poor now, so he could only rely on this little rich woman in front of him.
Deyun Agency would start to rise at the end of 2005. This was definitely the best time to invest. Old Guo probably wanted to split his money into two halves. After all, he had to support a team of people. With his meager income, he basically could not make ends meet every month.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have worked as a clown at AH TV for 48 hours just for that measly 4000 yuan.
In the end, AH Satellite TV did not even give him 4000 yuan. Instead, they gave him 1000 yuan like a beggar!
Although this was a willing fight, it was enough to see how difficult Old Guo had been during this period of time.
"What?"
Yang Mi looked at Zhuang Fan warily.
"Nothing, just asking!"
"Look at how nervous you are!"
Zhuang Fan smiled. Yang Mi looked at Zhuang Fan suspiciously, but in the end, she snorted and said,"I'm not telling you!"
"Yo, there's a chance…"
Zhuang Fan only needed one glance to know that Yang Mi obviously had her own little gold stash.
According to her money-grubber personality, she might have saved a lot!
Although she wasn't famous all these years, she should be worth a few hundred thousand.
The problem was how to trick this money from her into his hands.
"Don't tell me you want to live off a woman?"
Even though it was delicious, Zhuang Fan still had to think about it.
Unless he had no other choice, he didn't want to reveal his charms. Wasn't it good to rely on his own strength to cheat money over?
"We're almost there, right?"
Zhuang Fan suddenly asked the driver. Yang Mi, who was beside him, could not help but shudder.
"Yes, Candlewick Alley is just around the corner!”
The driver said enthusiastically, but Yang Mi, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, suddenly became nervous.
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