Although he was confused, thinking that this might be the peak of his life, Zhang Xiaoyuan quickly took a screenshot of the hot topic list and clicked on it to see what was happening.
"My baby is so good, he must not sell noodles!"
"Baby, Mommy won't allow you to do that!"
"The bastard Zhang Xiaoyuan ran away with my kid!"
Looking at the scolding in the hot topics, Zhang Xiaoyuan rubbed his hands excitedly. It is said that an agent who is not scolded by fans cannot be considered a successful agent. Is he finally going to reach the pinnacle of his life?
Before he had the chance to call Li Zhao to ask about the details of what happened, his phone kept receiving WeChat messages and calls from unfamiliar numbers.
They all came to inquire about his Zhaozhao's future work plans!
Although Zhang Xiaoyuan has not achieved anything famous in these years, he has seen a lot of people praising the powerful and bullying the weak. People who usually don't even want to look at him suddenly ask him about Zhao Zhao's news and say a lot of flattering words, which makes him more cautious.
Inside the luxurious restaurant.
Li Zhao looked at the table full of dishes, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Yan Ting saw that he had something to say, so he asked the waiter to leave and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you not enjoying the food?"
"No." Li Zhao looked at the lobster that was bigger than his forearm and whispered, "We can just eat anything. These things are too expensive." He was willing to help Yan Ting at that time. First, alcohol made him brave, and second, he really couldn't bear to see such a good young man being bullied by a greasy middle-aged man. Anyway, he hadn't thought about continuing to stay in the entertainment industry at that time, so he did things according to his conscience without any scruples.
"You don't like it?" Yan Ting frowned slightly, "Then let's eat somewhere else."
"That's not what I meant." Li Zhao laughed and explained, "It's just the two of us. We can eat whatever we want. Why waste so much money? You are still young now. Although the relocation compensation is not small, you will have many other places to spend money in the future. You can't spend it carelessly."
Yan Ting poured him a cup of hot drink: "Money is not important, as long as you like these."
"Who said money is not important? Money can save lives." Li Zhao took a big sip from the hot drink cup. "I know you want to thank me for helping you last time, but I'm not a picky person. We can have barbecue, skewers or hot pot. There's really no need to spend so much."
Thinking that Yan Ting had few relatives, Li Zhao was really worried that he would be tricked into spending all his money. But the two of them were just friends who helped each other once, and the most taboo thing in life is to talk too much with someone you just met, so he didn't say too much.
"Now you are well fed and your whole family is not hungry. When you get married and have children, you will have a lot of money to spend." Li Zhao sighed, "You can't be sick or poor. Let's not do this in the future."
"Okay, but today's order has already been made..."
"Then we can't waste it." Li Zhao rolled up his sleeves and prepared to eat a lot: "Come on, let's eat more."
"This one is for you, this one is for me." Li Zhao cracked the lobster's claws open and gave half of the meat to Yan Ting. "Last time the producer invited everyone to dinner, there was a big lobster on the table, but unfortunately no one else touched it, and I didn't dare to reach out for it either."
Yan Ting saw Li Zhao take out the lobster meat and dip it in the secret sauce made by the restaurant chef, eating it with great sweetness. He silently put down the knife and fork in his hand and started eating, imitating Li Zhao's behavior.
The food went down his throat and into his esophagus, and it was rare that he didn't feel nauseous and bored. Li Zhao ate very quickly, but the way he ate was very attractive, and it even made people feel that the food he was eating must be very delicious.
Li Zhao found that Yan Ting chewed his food slowly and didn't like to talk, but the amazing thing was that even if the other party didn't speak, he didn't feel the atmosphere was awkward.
Maybe it was because the other person was so elegant when eating and looked good, which made him feel safe about the food? But Li Zhao refused to admit that he was such a superficial man.
"Thank you very much for what happened last time. I didn't call you so as not to disturb you at work." Yan Ting didn't eat anything else after finishing the shrimp meat that Li Zhao gave him. The bowl of soup in front of him had lost its heat.
"Actually, I'm not that busy." Li Zhao coughed dryly. He was too embarrassed to let the other party know that he hadn't received any roles in the past two months, so he simply went to deliver takeout.
"Last time I heard you say that you are a professional in acting." Yan Ting put his fair and slender fingers on the goblet: "Are you an actor?"
Li Zhao nodded, then smiled sheepishly: "If you don't do well, just change your career and do something else."
The warm drink slid into his mouth, and Yan Ting used a little more strength in his grip on the cup. Putting the cup back in its place, he suddenly said, "You're fine."
"Hmm?" Li Zhao paused in picking up the food.
"You will do well." Yan Ting wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and his pale lips seemed to have a little more color.
"Thank you for your good wishes." Li Zhao grinned. When he first learned that Sister Xia's illness would cost a lot of money, he was still thinking about becoming famous overnight and making a lot of money. Now, he doesn't care about whether he will be famous or not.
After dinner, Yan Ting insisted on sending Li Zhao home. Li Zhao couldn't refuse, so he had to agree.
"I'm very happy to have dinner with you." The black car drove through the crowded streets. The uneven road surface made the car shake violently. Yan Ting looked at the crowded crowd outside the car window and the small shop that looked a little gray. He felt like he didn't fit in with this world.
Li Zhao felt that when the other party said he was happy, that expressionless face was really unconvincing.
"It's been a long time since I've had a quiet meal with someone like this." He suddenly turned his head to look at Li Zhao, his long eyelashes casting a shadow on his pupils.
He suddenly handed the phone to Li Zhao: "Can you add an account that I can contact at any time?"
"WeChat?" Li Zhao was stunned for a moment, then he took out his phone. Seeing Yan Ting handing it to him directly, he pointed to the WeChat icon on the phone's desktop and said, "Shall I scan you?"
Yan Ting nodded and put his phone directly into Li Zhao's hand.
Li Zhao: “…”
This is too defenseless. How can you just hand your phone to someone else?
He opened WeChat and clicked on the avatar icon, only to find that the other party was still using WeChat's default gray avatar icon. After passing the friend verification, he handed the phone to Yan Ting.
"Don't give your phone to others casually in the future." Li Zhao remembered that many young people now like to stay at home and go out, and said, "If I go out to play in the future, I will ask you to come with me."
Yan Ting opened WeChat and saw Li Zhao’s WeChat name.
Good luck is coming.
"Okay." Yan Ting put away his phone, "You must call me next time."
"The car is parked here." Li Zhao glanced out the window and said quickly, "There are many local farmers setting up stalls in the alley. It's not easy for a car like this to drive in."
"Brother, thank you for lunch. I'll treat you next time." Li Zhao reached out and patted Yan Ting on the shoulder, opened the car door and walked out, not forgetting to take the takeaway box with him before leaving.
"Oh, right." He took two steps, turned around and walked back, leaning against the window to look at Yan Ting: "Remember to call me if you have anything. My phone is on 24 hours a day."
Yan Ting looked at the smiling face leaning against the car window and nodded slowly: "Okay."
"See you next time." Li Zhao waved with a smile, turned and walked into the alley that looked a bit dirty.
Yan Ting watched him slowly disappear into the alley, the only warmth on his face vanishing without a trace. He reached out to close the window, closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair: "Go back."
The vehicle quietly passed through street after street, and as it was about to enter a gate, a man rushed over.
"Mr. Xu, Mr. Xu." The middle-aged man looked haggard and threw himself on the front of the car to beg for mercy: "Mr. Xu, please forgive me. I was blind a few months ago and offended Mr. Xu..."
"Sir." The driver turned around and looked at Yan Ting, who had an expressionless face.
Yan Ting looked calmly at the middle-aged man who looked as miserable as a dog, put on a pair of white gloves, and opened the car window.
"Mr. Xu!" Seeing the car window open, the middle-aged man rolled and crawled to the car window and knelt down: "Sir, all the mistakes are my fault. Please have mercy on me and let me go."
"Heh." Yan Ting suddenly chuckled, but there was no smile in his eyes.
Looking at Yan Ting who suddenly showed this expression, the middle-aged man felt terrified for no reason. He shuddered, and his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't make any sound.
Yan Ting glanced at the frightened expression of the middle-aged man, put away the cold corners of his mouth, and closed the car window.
Through the slowly closing car window, the middle-aged man trembled continuously as if he had seen a demon from hell. People outside said that the head of the Xu family was a vicious person who brought misfortune to his parents and was cruel and ruthless. It turned out that the rumors were true...
The cell phone rang and he answered it in a daze.
"Old Wang, have you seen that gentleman?"
"I saw it." The middle-aged man's teeth chattered: "But Mr. Xu didn't even want to say a word. Brother, I'm done this time, really done..."
Ever since he came home drunk a few months ago, his business has been hit hard. Even his old customers have cut off their business dealings with him. Seeing that the company was on the verge of bankruptcy, he asked people everywhere to find out which great person he had offended, only to find out that he had offended a person who was feared by everyone.
"What did you call him?" An old friend's exclamation suddenly came from the phone.
"Mr. Xu." The middle-aged man was a little confused. Could he have remembered someone's last name wrong? Although he has been lustful and greedy over the years, he is still smart.
"Don't you know that this gentleman hates being called Mr. Xu?!"
The middle-aged man didn't expect the other party to have so many strange habits, and he was completely stunned.
The weather is getting cold, and it seems that the Wang family is going to go bankrupt.
"But you still have a glimmer of hope. Didn't you find out that the gentleman left with a young man of outstanding appearance?" The friend on the other end of the phone was still giving advice: "As far as I know, Mr. Ting never lets outsiders get within three steps of him. This young man must have a close relationship with Mr. Ting. You can try to follow his path."
The middle-aged man was desperate and asked: "Is it too late now?"
"Let's do our best and leave the rest to fate." The friend on the other end of the phone sighed, "We have to give a courtesy rescue."
Middle-aged man: “…”
A courtesy rescue?
In the rental house, Li Zhao sat cross-legged on the bed, listening to Zhang Xiaoyuan's muttering while watching the Qingjiao video recording: "Brother Xiaoyuan, do so many people like me?"
"The love of a beauty lover is like a short-lived flower. Beauty lovers are permanent, but handsome men and beautiful women are transient." Zhang Xiaoyuan handed the sorted film and television company information to Li Zhao: "Beauty lovers are all big pigs. Beautiful men like you are like the concubines in the emperor's harem. They may like you, Concubine Zhao, today, but they may like Concubine Zhang or Concubine Li tomorrow."
Li Zhao touched his face and suddenly realized: "So, I won the emperor's heart by my beauty?"
"You're overthinking. You're at most a concubine who entered the palace based on your looks." Zhang Xiaoyuan threw a thick stack of popular artist information in front of Li Zhao: "Look, this one is not only good-looking, but also has a magical koi physique. The works he participates in are often very successful. And this one is both talented and beautiful. I heard that he is also a member of the Calligraphy Association. And this one has superb acting skills, sings beautifully, can compose music and read music, and there are these, these, good at martial arts, musical instruments, have mines at home, and have powerful parents..."
Zhang Xiaoyuan listed a bunch of characteristics of popular young actors, then looked at Li Zhao: "But you are better than them in one aspect."
"What is it?" Li Zhao's eyes sparkled.
"poverty."
Li Zhao hugged himself tightly with heartache.
"But we are not without a chance of winning." Zhang Xiaoyuan patted Li Zhao's shoulder comfortingly: "At least you still have a good-looking face. As long as you have a reliable company and resources, even if you can't become a concubine or queen in the Palace of Face Dogs, you can at least be the head of a palace."
Li Zhao: “…”
The entertainment industry is difficult, and life is difficult. He might as well open a noodle shop.
At least Yan Ting will have more places to eat in the future without wasting money.
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