Actor he doesn't want to be a eunuch

Chapter 628 My eldest nephew is lucky

In this matter, Qian Chen can't make the decision for An Xi, he has to go back and discuss it with An Xi.

Moreover, there is also the matter of dividing the spoils.

No matter how shameless the Grand Duke is, he won't think about taking it all by himself.

When it was almost noon, Qian Chen put away his drawing board, stuffed his things into his backpack, and then pedaled on the old-fashioned bicycle parked beside him.

This old bicycle belongs to Dad Qian.

In fact, the lock is just a decoration, and it will be opened with a strong tug.

It may also be that he is too powerful.

Qian Chen never told his father.

When he wanted to ride, he just rode away.

Dad Qian thought his bicycle had been stolen.

His worries were not unreasonable.

It is said that there is an old professor in a school who is in relatively good health, but he is over 80 years old. The old man rides a bicycle to and from get off work every day, without brakes, and rides very fast.

The school leaders persuade us every day, stop riding a bicycle, we cannot take responsibility for something that happens.

The old man didn't listen either.

Finally, one day when he hit someone with his bicycle, the school leader became cruel and stole his bicycle with the students.

Dad Qian felt that he should not be treated like this.

First, he is only 66 years old, not yet 80 years old, and [-] years old is very far away.

Second, his bicycle has brakes and a bell.

Thirdly, he was not riding fast. He always rode slowly and enjoyed the scenery by the way.

Later, I learned that the bicycle was stolen by my son.

A false alarm.

He was so angry that he almost beat up Qian Chen.

Qian Chen rode his bicycle to Wudaokou, and he made an appointment with Fang Long for dinner.

Eat roast duck.

If Qian Chen eats it himself, then he must eat the four seasons.

But since it's Fang Loon, let's eat Dadong, the one next to Solang, which is relatively close.

Qian Chen parked his bicycle, locked it to a post, and went in with his backpack on his back.

Fang Long was sitting by the window in the restaurant, and had a panoramic view of all this.

His expression was dull.

If Qian Chen hadn't just called him and said he would be there soon, and then he kept staring down, he might not have been able to confirm that it was Qian Chen.

No matter what, he is also a second generation—when this guy scolds the sick second generation for being great, doesn't he look at himself?

It's true that ants don't dislike sharp buttocks, and monkeys don't dislike thin faces.

But Qian Chen didn't really act like a rich second generation, and he rode his bike like a thief.

There was a tail flick when parking the car.

Qian Chen quickly found a seat in the restaurant.

Between the seats in the store, there are wooden screen partitions, and the privacy is still good.

Especially in such a corner by the window.

"Brother Long, you don't need to be so polite..." Qian Chen sat down and put his backpack away.

Fang Long just wanted to say, don't be polite to me, just order casually.

Qian Chen ordered two ducks and some other side dishes.

Good guy, you're really not polite at all.

It is said that the average person here is [-]. Looking at the posture, it is impossible to carry without [-].

"For those who practice martial arts, eat more. I also brought two bottles of wine." Fang Loon took out two bottles of Moutai, which were the same type that appeared in the auction two days ago.

"It's too extravagant." Qian Chen felt guilty.

I cheated on you and drank your 82-year-old Sprite, oh no, Moutai, I'm just a jerk.

"Wine is for drinking. Sincere friends, not to mention two bottles of wine, it's worth it." Fang Long said with a smile, planning to open the wine.

But Qian Chen pressed his hand: "Eating roast duck is not suitable for drinking, and, I have a car below, drinking can't...drive."

Don't bully people too much.

Will have a bad conscience.

Since crossing over here, although I haven't done many good things, compared with my previous life, my conscience has been revived.

Inexplicably more conscience.

Therefore, it is true that the environment can affect people.

"Then take it back later, you can drink it when you get home." Fang Long put the things aside.

For his son, he is very capable of spending money.

This kind of wine is not even ranked in his wine cellar.

Others often use the 82 Lafite for comparison, and he has a lot of them.

"How is the conversation with the lawyer?" Qian Chen sent Fang Long the contact information of several lawyers two days ago.

Then he didn't ask.

They all said hello in advance, lest people think that Qian Er Er really wanted to help Fang Long.

"I don't have much hope." Fang Long smiled bitterly.

"Oh, let's do our best and obey the fate." Qian Chen sighed, if he really helped, there might be some room for change.

But he read the hundreds of years of history from time travel to the present.

In order to star in "Border Wind and Rain" last time, I also learned a lot about the current status quo.

I really hate reading this kind of thing.

Therefore, he only begged Ah Zu to die quickly.

It would have been nice not to add some sneaky ingredients.

Fang Long is pitiful, those family members whose sons died, husbands died, fathers, aren’t they pitiful?
It is also thanks to the factory owner's cunning and cunning, anyway, in Fang Long's view, he has contributed a lot.

Recommend several barristers who usually don't talk to him at all.

"I just hope he can learn from this lesson, learn more from you, and repent, it's not too late." Fang Long seemed to have figured it out.

Even Qian's second child was shot, and he even helped find a barrister.

Things have come to this point, no matter how much tossing about it is meaningless.

In just over a month, he spent tens of millions, but it was of no use at all, and most of them were wasted.

And Qian Chen didn't want a penny from him.

It's just too polite.

"It's his blessing to have a father like Brother Long. If it were someone else, he might have to wait for death." Qian Chen sighed.

The implication is that my eldest nephew is lucky.

This is a bit exaggerated, but Fang Long loves to hear it.

People need to be moved by themselves, otherwise guilt will swallow up his whole life.

It is said on the Internet that Ah Zu is cheating, and that he, the progress ambassador, has been cheated miserably.

The distance from being ruined is only two groups away.

He also listed many cheating examples and made a big inventory. Both he and Zhang Guoqi were on the list.

He was also angry at himself for having such a rebellious son, he should have been put on the wall back then.

But calm down and think.

It is obviously the result of spoiling the child to this point.

A group is not a miracle that will run when it hits the ground.

His growth, his communication, all achieved today under the influence of Van Loon.

The child does not teach, the father too.

That's why he tried his best to wash his son clean.

"Thank you very much this time. In order to help me, I used such a big favor. If you need my help, just ask." Fang Long said sincerely.

Two bottles of Moutai worth hundreds of thousands of dollars—300 million is a charity auction price, so it can’t be taken seriously—are just appetizers.

Knowing that the other party will definitely not accept it, otherwise Fang Long would be willing to throw money directly.

There are 5000 million in this card, brother, take it well.

Just make a friend.

The son of a family will definitely not accept it.

Fang Long can only repay Qian Chen in another way.

My son is definitely going to go in and work as a tailor for a few months.

The real difficulty is after coming out.

It stands to reason that after becoming a tailor, he is a problem artist, and it will be difficult to stand in front of the stage again.

Fang Long will definitely not be reconciled, and will have to find someone to help when the time comes.

Qian Chen thought about it seriously, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and said: "I have set up a martial arts training class, and I plan to train a few martial arts for myself, but there is currently no teacher training..."

"That's no problem. I'll be in the Mainland recently, and I can often find time to go..." Fang Long said nothing.

"Don't stop, Brother Long, you're trying to spoil my little brother," Qian Chen shook his head quickly, and said, "What I mean is to borrow a few masters from your Fang's class and let them train me for a while."

Let Fang Long go up in person, he is afraid that the other party will show his old waist.

As for the inexplicable reason why he became Brother Long's younger brother, making A Zu also become a nephew in seconds, it can only be said that the title of Brother Long is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

In our heart, we respect Brother Long as an uncle.

"No problem, I'll let them rotate." Fang Long didn't take this as a big deal at all.

It's no shame that he's from the Qian family, he's a man of integrity.

Helped out, not greedy for money, but deliberately found an excuse to make himself repay the favor.

What kind of thing is it to send out a few people for training.

In fact, there is a similar business in the team, and the fee is not high.

"The salary may not be too much..." Qian Chen pretended to be polite.

"No, no, let me give my brother a chance. There is no other way to express my gratitude for what happened this time!" Fang Long said hastily.

It's just teaching a class, and it doesn't cost a lot of money.

"Thank you, Brother Long." Qian Chen continued to eat the duck, ruthlessly.

It seems that this guy doesn't intend to pay his own agency fee anymore, and he was given another time in vain.

"The two soundtracks you gave me, after recording, the effect is very good, and the people in the later stage are full of praise." Fang Long began to praise Qian Chen's soundtrack.

Last year, at the Dongchen Charity Dinner, Van Loon recorded two soundtracks for the new movie "Zodiac".

Qian Chen put together a little casually and threw it away.

Generally speaking, the soundtrack artist also has to participate in the later stage.

At the very least, you have to watch a director's cut version, and then learn the style of the movie before you can "prescribe the right medicine."

Like Zhao Yingjun, the soundtrack composer of "It's Not Easy", he passed away before the filming of the film was finished.

Qian Chen has heard some of his soundtracks.

In an instant, I understood why Xu Zheng didn't ask himself to make the soundtrack.

Because Zhao Yingjun's level is very good.

And cheap.

Qian Chen quoted millions of dollars for a soundtrack, which discouraged many movies.

It's just that Fang Long was very satisfied with such a shoddy thing.

This satisfaction is not polite.

Qian Chen could still tell.

"As long as you like it, as long as you like it," Qian Chen could only say this: "I grew up watching your movie, and felt that this kind of soundtrack was the most suitable, so I sent it over. ……Ugh."

Unexpectedly, the eldest nephew went in.

It's really unpredictable.

"I planned to retire after working for another two years. I couldn't move anymore. I slowly handed over my contacts and resources to him. I didn't expect such a thing to happen. It seems that I have to continue working. Zhang Guoqi, he Same as me." Fang Long was also filled with emotion.

Their two sons are often ridiculed by netizens.

They look alike.

I didn't expect to stumble so much.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter 628 My eldest nephew is lucky

In this matter, Qian Chen can't make the decision for An Xi, he has to go back and discuss it with An Xi.

Moreover, there is also the matter of dividing the spoils.

No matter how shameless the Grand Duke is, he won't think about taking it all by himself.

When it was almost noon, Qian Chen put away his drawing board, stuffed his things into his backpack, and then pedaled on the old-fashioned bicycle parked beside him.

This old bicycle belongs to Dad Qian.

In fact, the lock is just a decoration, and it will be opened with a strong tug.

It may also be that he is too powerful.

Qian Chen never told his father.

When he wanted to ride, he just rode away.

Dad Qian thought his bicycle had been stolen.

His worries were not unreasonable.

It is said that there is an old professor in a school who is in relatively good health, but he is over 80 years old. The old man rides a bicycle to and from get off work every day, without brakes, and rides very fast.

The school leaders persuade us every day, stop riding a bicycle, we cannot take responsibility for something that happens.

The old man didn't listen either.

Finally, one day when he hit someone with his bicycle, the school leader became cruel and stole his bicycle with the students.

Dad Qian felt that he should not be treated like this.

First, he is only 66 years old, not yet 80 years old, and [-] years old is very far away.

Second, his bicycle has brakes and a bell.

Thirdly, he was not riding fast. He always rode slowly and enjoyed the scenery by the way.

Later, I learned that the bicycle was stolen by my son.

A false alarm.

He was so angry that he almost beat up Qian Chen.

Qian Chen rode his bicycle to Wudaokou, and he made an appointment with Fang Long for dinner.

Eat roast duck.

If Qian Chen eats it himself, then he must eat the four seasons.

But since it's Fang Loon, let's eat Dadong, the one next to Solang, which is relatively close.

Qian Chen parked his bicycle, locked it to a post, and went in with his backpack on his back.

Fang Long was sitting by the window in the restaurant, and had a panoramic view of all this.

His expression was dull.

If Qian Chen hadn't just called him and said he would be there soon, and then he kept staring down, he might not have been able to confirm that it was Qian Chen.

No matter what, he is also a second generation—when this guy scolds the sick second generation for being great, doesn't he look at himself?

It's true that ants don't dislike sharp buttocks, and monkeys don't dislike thin faces.

But Qian Chen didn't really act like a rich second generation, and he rode his bike like a thief.

There was a tail flick when parking the car.

Qian Chen quickly found a seat in the restaurant.

Between the seats in the store, there are wooden screen partitions, and the privacy is still good.

Especially in such a corner by the window.

"Brother Long, you don't need to be so polite..." Qian Chen sat down and put his backpack away.

Fang Long just wanted to say, don't be polite to me, just order casually.

Qian Chen ordered two ducks and some other side dishes.

Good guy, you're really not polite at all.

It is said that the average person here is [-]. Looking at the posture, it is impossible to carry without [-].

"For those who practice martial arts, eat more. I also brought two bottles of wine." Fang Loon took out two bottles of Moutai, which were the same type that appeared in the auction two days ago.

"It's too extravagant." Qian Chen felt guilty.

I cheated on you and drank your 82-year-old Sprite, oh no, Moutai, I'm just a jerk.

"Wine is for drinking. Sincere friends, not to mention two bottles of wine, it's worth it." Fang Long said with a smile, planning to open the wine.

But Qian Chen pressed his hand: "Eating roast duck is not suitable for drinking, and, I have a car below, drinking can't...drive."

Don't bully people too much.

Will have a bad conscience.

Since crossing over here, although I haven't done many good things, compared with my previous life, my conscience has been revived.

Inexplicably more conscience.

Therefore, it is true that the environment can affect people.

"Then take it back later, you can drink it when you get home." Fang Long put the things aside.

For his son, he is very capable of spending money.

This kind of wine is not even ranked in his wine cellar.

Others often use the 82 Lafite for comparison, and he has a lot of them.

"How is the conversation with the lawyer?" Qian Chen sent Fang Long the contact information of several lawyers two days ago.

Then he didn't ask.

They all said hello in advance, lest people think that Qian Er Er really wanted to help Fang Long.

"I don't have much hope." Fang Long smiled bitterly.

"Oh, let's do our best and obey the fate." Qian Chen sighed, if he really helped, there might be some room for change.

But he read the hundreds of years of history from time travel to the present.

In order to star in "Border Wind and Rain" last time, I also learned a lot about the current status quo.

I really hate reading this kind of thing.

Therefore, he only begged Ah Zu to die quickly.

It would have been nice not to add some sneaky ingredients.

Fang Long is pitiful, those family members whose sons died, husbands died, fathers, aren’t they pitiful?
It is also thanks to the factory owner's cunning and cunning, anyway, in Fang Long's view, he has contributed a lot.

Recommend several barristers who usually don't talk to him at all.

"I just hope he can learn from this lesson, learn more from you, and repent, it's not too late." Fang Long seemed to have figured it out.

Even Qian's second child was shot, and he even helped find a barrister.

Things have come to this point, no matter how much tossing about it is meaningless.

In just over a month, he spent tens of millions, but it was of no use at all, and most of them were wasted.

And Qian Chen didn't want a penny from him.

It's just too polite.

"It's his blessing to have a father like Brother Long. If it were someone else, he might have to wait for death." Qian Chen sighed.

The implication is that my eldest nephew is lucky.

This is a bit exaggerated, but Fang Long loves to hear it.

People need to be moved by themselves, otherwise guilt will swallow up his whole life.

It is said on the Internet that Ah Zu is cheating, and that he, the progress ambassador, has been cheated miserably.

The distance from being ruined is only two groups away.

He also listed many cheating examples and made a big inventory. Both he and Zhang Guoqi were on the list.

He was also angry at himself for having such a rebellious son, he should have been put on the wall back then.

But calm down and think.

It is obviously the result of spoiling the child to this point.

A group is not a miracle that will run when it hits the ground.

His growth, his communication, all achieved today under the influence of Van Loon.

The child does not teach, the father too.

That's why he tried his best to wash his son clean.

"Thank you very much this time. In order to help me, I used such a big favor. If you need my help, just ask." Fang Long said sincerely.

Two bottles of Moutai worth hundreds of thousands of dollars—300 million is a charity auction price, so it can’t be taken seriously—are just appetizers.

Knowing that the other party will definitely not accept it, otherwise Fang Long would be willing to throw money directly.

There are 5000 million in this card, brother, take it well.

Just make a friend.

The son of a family will definitely not accept it.

Fang Long can only repay Qian Chen in another way.

My son is definitely going to go in and work as a tailor for a few months.

The real difficulty is after coming out.

It stands to reason that after becoming a tailor, he is a problem artist, and it will be difficult to stand in front of the stage again.

Fang Long will definitely not be reconciled, and will have to find someone to help when the time comes.

Qian Chen thought about it seriously, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and said: "I have set up a martial arts training class, and I plan to train a few martial arts for myself, but there is currently no teacher training..."

"That's no problem. I'll be in the Mainland recently, and I can often find time to go..." Fang Long said nothing.

"Don't stop, Brother Long, you're trying to spoil my little brother," Qian Chen shook his head quickly, and said, "What I mean is to borrow a few masters from your Fang's class and let them train me for a while."

Let Fang Long go up in person, he is afraid that the other party will show his old waist.

As for the inexplicable reason why he became Brother Long's younger brother, making A Zu also become a nephew in seconds, it can only be said that the title of Brother Long is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

In our heart, we respect Brother Long as an uncle.

"No problem, I'll let them rotate." Fang Long didn't take this as a big deal at all.

It's no shame that he's from the Qian family, he's a man of integrity.

Helped out, not greedy for money, but deliberately found an excuse to make himself repay the favor.

What kind of thing is it to send out a few people for training.

In fact, there is a similar business in the team, and the fee is not high.

"The salary may not be too much..." Qian Chen pretended to be polite.

"No, no, let me give my brother a chance. There is no other way to express my gratitude for what happened this time!" Fang Long said hastily.

It's just teaching a class, and it doesn't cost a lot of money.

"Thank you, Brother Long." Qian Chen continued to eat the duck, ruthlessly.

It seems that this guy doesn't intend to pay his own agency fee anymore, and he was given another time in vain.

"The two soundtracks you gave me, after recording, the effect is very good, and the people in the later stage are full of praise." Fang Long began to praise Qian Chen's soundtrack.

Last year, at the Dongchen Charity Dinner, Van Loon recorded two soundtracks for the new movie "Zodiac".

Qian Chen put together a little casually and threw it away.

Generally speaking, the soundtrack artist also has to participate in the later stage.

At the very least, you have to watch a director's cut version, and then learn the style of the movie before you can "prescribe the right medicine."

Like Zhao Yingjun, the soundtrack composer of "It's Not Easy", he passed away before the filming of the film was finished.

Qian Chen has heard some of his soundtracks.

In an instant, I understood why Xu Zheng didn't ask himself to make the soundtrack.

Because Zhao Yingjun's level is very good.

And cheap.

Qian Chen quoted millions of dollars for a soundtrack, which discouraged many movies.

It's just that Fang Long was very satisfied with such a shoddy thing.

This satisfaction is not polite.

Qian Chen could still tell.

"As long as you like it, as long as you like it," Qian Chen could only say this: "I grew up watching your movie, and felt that this kind of soundtrack was the most suitable, so I sent it over. ……Ugh."

Unexpectedly, the eldest nephew went in.

It's really unpredictable.

"I planned to retire after working for another two years. I couldn't move anymore. I slowly handed over my contacts and resources to him. I didn't expect such a thing to happen. It seems that I have to continue working. Zhang Guoqi, he Same as me." Fang Long was also filled with emotion.

Their two sons are often ridiculed by netizens.

They look alike.

I didn't expect to stumble so much.

(End of this chapter)