Entertainment: Becoming a superstar from the yearning

"Wait, don't go yet."

The person who spoke was Ye Chen, the only sober person present.

He stopped the waiter, pointed at the abalone fried rice and asked, "What's going on here?"

The waiter was puzzled: "What's the problem?"

"Abalone fried rice, where's the promised abalone?"

Ye Chen's eyes showed anger, and he looked at Qiu Xiaojin again, feeling a little resentful that iron can't be made into steel.

I know you have a cold personality and a cold body, but you can't be slaughtered and keep silent, right?
I saw only corn and diced radish in the abalone fried rice on the table.

Not to mention that it is different from Yangzhou fried rice, it is exactly the same.

The promised abalone fried rice, the abalone is nowhere to be seen!

"Don't embarrass the little girl."

Qiu Xiaojin pushed Ye Chen's hand away, and explained with a smile: "The chef of this private kitchen is called abalone, so this Yangzhou fried rice is called abalone fried rice."

"..."

Are you bluffing me with online jokes?

Ye Chen curled his lips and filled a bowl of fried rice with eggs.

After he finished his meal, everyone was still bragging, and Zhang Zifeng had finished the soup in his bowl.

Ye Chen scooped up another bowl of soup for her and put it in front of her, and told everyone to remember to drink some soup after drinking. Under their impatient perfunctory, Ye Chen and Qiu Xiaojin left the restaurant together.

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downstairs.

Yang Fan had already finished eating, sitting in the car boredly waiting for Ye Chen.

Most of them at that table were managers and assistants, all of them were only focused on eating, and were not in the mood to speak loudly about their artist's bad habits in front of others.

Only a few staff members who were "longing for" felt that Yang Fan was about to embark on the road of prosperity, and they gave blessings again and again, and Yang Fan thanked them one by one, but they had no wine, they were purely happy, and naturally ate quickly.

Suddenly seeing Ye Chen walking out of the door, Yang Fan waved: "Brother Chen, here!"

After shouting, Yang Fan regretted speaking again.

When leaving Mushroom House, Ye Chen didn't get into his car, probably because he disliked Wuling Hongguang for not matching his identity.

He didn't blame Ye Chen for looking down on his car, in Yang Fan's mind, a star like Ye Chen has a bright future, and it's only natural that he likes to ride in a luxury car.

After all, everyone says that famous cars and watches symbolize a person's identity.

Not to mention Ye Chen, even if it were Yang Fan himself, he would not hesitate to take a commercial car worth several million dollars, not this van whose windows all need to be cranked by hand.

"Yo, I was going to call you, but I didn't expect you to be waiting for me."

Compared with Yang Fan's worrying about gains and losses, Ye Chen didn't think so much, trotted over to open the car door, and took a seat in the middle row.

As soon as I got in the car, I heard Yang Fan ask: "Brother Chen, are you going to the airport?"

"How do you know I'm going back this week?" Ye Chen asked in astonishment.

He was going to go home or talk about it at the dinner table, how did Yang Fan know in the next box?
"I didn't pick you up when you came. You were wearing a suit and didn't bring a bag, so I guess you must have left something at home."

Yang Fan laughed, scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: "I don't have any great skills, I just like to pay attention to small and miscellaneous details. Because of this, my mother often scolds me for not doing my job all day long, but I still change it. No."

Ye Chen laughed loudly and said, "If you're doing your job properly, where can I find such a good assistant?"

He didn't deliberately praise Yang Fan, the fact is like this, everyone has his own shining point, it is because Yang Fan pays attention to details that he recruited Yang Fan to be his assistant.

While he was happy, Ye Chen did not forget to answer Yang Fan's question: "Don't rush to the airport, wait for Sister Jin to get off, and you follow their car, I have some things to deal with."

"Uh-huh."

Yang Fan didn't ask any more questions, but nodded in agreement.

Not long after, Qiu Xiaojin paid the bill and walked out of the restaurant. When passing by the van, she glanced in through the window, and then walked towards the car driven by Sister Yan.

Their car started, and Yang Fan followed closely behind without haste.

inside the car.

Ye Chen praised: "You drive very steadily."

He has ridden in the cars of many people, not to mention taxis, he has ridden in cars driven by Sister Hong (Zhou Huajian's agent), Xu Qingfeng, and Sister Yan.

Their starting was not worse than Yang Fan's, but after a certain distance, Ye Chen could feel that they were more or less in a hurry, the speed increased very obviously, and the frustration of braking in an emergency was very strong.

But Yang Fan was different. He drove so steadily that even a glass of water in the car would not splash out.

This is not to say that he drives slowly. He can keep up with sister Yan's car, which means that the speed of the two parties is about the same, and there is no big difference.

Ye Chen observed carefully and found that Yang Fan always speeds up slowly, and when there are many cars ahead, he will slow down in advance, so the ride feels very comfortable.

"Maybe it's because I've been driving it since I was in college, so I'm familiar with it."

Yang Fan looked ahead, and said with some reluctance: "Brother Chen, you buy a new car in a few days, and it will have to be phased out."

"Buy a car?"

Ye Chen smiled, shook his head and said, "It's still early, but don't worry, I will reimburse you for the gas money."

Yang Fan stammered, "But this car doesn't fit your status..."

Ye Chen asked back: "Am I some big name?"

He still has a bit of a clue about his identity. Now his career is still in its infancy, and not many people pay attention to his life, so why change cars to add pressure to himself.

Furthermore, he has no money.

Apart from the more than 2000 yuan on his body, only the card given by Wang Zhengyu was left, which was estimated to be tens of thousands less at most.

If you don't want to buy a particularly good car, paying a down payment is enough, and the subsequent car loan can also be repaid with salary, but Ye Chen has to think about it later.

He has a lot of film and television dramas and songs from his previous life in his mind. If these things want to be realized, they need a large amount of funds to promote them.

For example, the four songs he sang in the two episodes of "Longing" can only bring him traffic at present, and he has to wait until he records the finished song, releases the album, and puts it on the online platform before he can make money.

Well... selling songs and writing scripts for other people is a shortcut to get money quickly, but there are also downsides.

Not to mention whether others will modify and trample on the culture of the previous life at will, even if they accept all of Ye Chen's conditions and record songs and film movies according to Ye Chen's wishes, it will not be easy to make money.

Every husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crime.

One song is fine, but if there are too many songs, Ye Chen will be targeted by others. With his current strength, people can play him to death in various ways without touching the law.

This is definitely not alarmist.

You can sing or make a movie by yourself, even if it becomes popular, no one will care about you.

But once you sell a lot and touch the interests of some people, the result can be imagined.

In the final analysis, as long as he has money, Ye Chen will not worry about the troubles in front of him.

Time to make money!
Ye Chen brushed his hair, sighed softly: "Go on, let's talk about changing cars later."

Yang Fan glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that Ye Chen had closed his eyes to rest, so he stopped talking and followed the car in front quickly and steadily.