When playing a wealthy character, shouldn't you tone it down a bit?
Ye Chen was taken aback. What was wrong with him? He hadn't done anything unusual, except for occasionally using his financial power.
"Okay, I'll try."
Ye Chen nodded perfunctorily.
Immediately afterwards, the company executives briefly told Ye Chen about the cameo role he needed to play. It was just a cameo, with few shots, and it would probably only take half a day to film.
"Brother-in-law, do you need any other actors here? Not any important roles, just extras with one line each, I'm willing to act for free?"
Su Ling'er looked at Ye Chen with hopeful eyes.
Su Ling'er, and many of the girls she knows, dream of becoming big stars, though of course, it's just a thought.
But now her brother-in-law's film company is about to shoot a movie, and she doesn't have high demands. Being an extra shouldn't be a problem, right? Hiring other extras would cost money, but she doesn't want a penny of salary as an extra. She'll act for free. She just wants to wait until the movie comes out so she can show off to her girlfriends that she's also an actress.
As for the movie becoming a hit, she didn't think too much about it. After all, there are so many movies every year, but only one or a few become hits. How could it be such a coincidence?
"There's definitely a shortage of extras."
Ye Chen nodded, then looked at the company executive:
"Go find a suitable extra for a role later, one with lines."
It wasn't a demanding request, so Ye Chen readily agreed.
"Thank you, brother-in-law."
Su Ling'er excitedly gave Ye Chen a bear hug.
"Sis, why don't you act in or make a cameo appearance?"
After releasing her brother-in-law, Su Ling'er looked at Su Ning Shuang.
"I have no interest." Su Ningshuang shook her head; she had no interest in acting.
A few minutes later, the company's senior management found a suitable role for Su Ling'er, with many scenes and more than a dozen lines.
This week is over, and Su Ling'er will probably need several more weeks to rest again, so Ye Chen decided to go and finish filming a few scenes. Coincidentally, his Sheng Hai Entertainment Company had a studio in Yuecheng that was ready to go. Ye Chen made a call, and they prepared everything.
That afternoon, Ye Chen, Su Ningshuang, and Su Ling'er boarded a private plane bound for Yuecheng.
Time passed slowly. At Yuecheng Airport, a valuable private jet slowly landed. Immediately afterwards, a man dressed in Middle Eastern attire stepped out, exuding the refined air of a wealthy man.
His name is Moises, he comes from the Middle East, and recently, having nothing to do, he came to China for tourism and spending.
After Moises came out, a dozen or so servants followed him out, carrying all sorts of luggage.
Not far away, other ordinary passengers who were boarding the plane saw this scene and couldn't help but discuss it.
"Private jet, a dozen servants, I'm so envious."
"There's a reason why I'm the richest person in the world even with just a piece of cloth on my head."
Noticing the envious glances from these ordinary tourists, Moises remained expressionless and utterly disdainful. He had seen this look far too often. He had heard that there were quite a few wealthy people in China, but now it seemed they were nothing special. Moises curled his lip in disdain.
Moises, head held high and chest puffed out, exuding the superiority of a tycoon, and his entourage prepared to head towards the VIP passage at the airport.
"Mr. Moises, please wait a moment."
Suddenly, an airport staff member strode over and greeted them in English.
"What's the matter?"
Moises asked in surprise.
“Mr. Moises, the VIP lane at the airport will be used by other guests soon. Please wait for two minutes.”
The staff member gave a respectful reply.
"Is there anyone else who needs it?"
Moises frowned and questioned in English:
"Isn't my Boeing 757 private jet good enough?!"
His Boeing 757 private jet has an international price of around 100 million US dollars, which is already quite luxurious. Even so, he can't immediately use the VIP channel, because he is a tycoon from the Middle East.
“Mr. Moises, please look over there.”
The staff couldn't explain it, they just pointed Moises in a direction.
Moises looked in that direction with displeasure. In an instant, his eyes widened as he saw a Boeing 787-8 BBJ parked in the distance, and a young man got out with two girls.
Ye Chen, Su Ningshuang, and Su Ling'er officially arrived in Yuecheng.
"Boeing 787-8 BBJ?"
Moises couldn't help but exclaim that the Boeing 787-8 BBJ was even more luxurious than his Boeing 757, with an international price tag of between $200 million and $300 million per aircraft.
If it's the top-of-the-line model, the other party could buy three of your own private jets with just one of theirs.
Amidst Moises' envious gaze, Ye Chen and his two companions were the first to pass through the airport's VIP channel, with Moises following closely behind, his expression not looking too good.
A few minutes later, when they arrived outside the airport, Moises saw the convoy of cars that had been waiting outside to pick them up.
Moises had visited China several times and had friends doing business there. This time, he informed his friends in advance, and they organized this motorcade for him—they wanted a grand and impressive display!
This is a convoy of more than a dozen luxury cars, led by a Rolls-Royce Ghost worth tens of millions, followed by a fleet of Bentleys and Maybachs. The total value of the cars in this convoy alone exceeds two hundred million.
Many passersby gathered around with envy, taking photos and discussing the scene. Seeing this, Moises, whose face had been somewhat gloomy, finally revealed a proud smile.
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