Entertainment from Charlotte's Troubles

Chapter 43 Showdown, I'm Not a Rich Second Generation
"Hehe, I'll forget it."

As a manager, Yang Siwei has nothing but good eyesight. This is the city center, and it is not an exaggeration to say that there are thousands of shops along the way.

The price is too expensive for a batch, let alone tens of thousands of fast one level.

Her current salary cannot buy a toilet for a year.

"Why, don't you have confidence in yourself?" Yuan Hua smiled.

Yang Siwei took a sip of water lightly, "It's not a matter of confidence, it's clear how much I have."

"A few months ago, I had no money to pay the rent and was kicked out by the landlord to live on the street. A few months later, I am here. In this era, nothing is impossible."

Yang Siwei shrugged and smiled: "You are so funny."

If I don't know that you invest 800 million yuan at every turn, I really believe it.

"Haha, I wanted to get along with you as a rich second generation, but I didn't expect to get indifference in return. I stopped pretending and had a showdown. I am not a rich second generation."

"I didn't invest in Struggle and New Shanghai Bund. The real investors are my classmates, but I'm the person standing in front of the stage. I'm not a rich second generation. I'm a poor group, and I only made money recently. "

Wang Jinhua has already figured out his background, and Yang Siwei knows that it will be a matter of time.

The identity of the rich second generation is useless to him, so it is better to have a showdown with Yang Siwei earlier.

When people find out, there will inevitably be a gap, and the previous efforts will be in vain.

Staring at Yuan Hua, seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, Yang Siwei's heart was running wild. Fortunately, she thought she had found a treasure, but she didn't expect...

"Does Miss Hua know?"

"I know, I knew it before changing the contract, didn't she ask you to bring me a message, do you remember what it was?"

Yang Siwei understood that what Wang Jinhua sent out was not so much a signing contract, but a test paper for Yuan Hua. Who is the king of singers and the second man of the new Shanghai Beach is Yuan Hua's answer.

Regardless of whether he cheated or plagiarized, the result was beautiful.

So Wang Jinhua didn't care about his process.

Based on Yang Siwei's understanding of Wang Jinhua, not only did he not care, but he valued Yuan Hua more.

It is not surprising that Yuan Hua, who is the second generation of rich and well-connected, can do all of the above. It is as difficult for Yuan Hua, who is poor and white, to rely on only one mouth, to do so.

"No wonder Sister Hua values ​​you so much, she went out to find a role for you a few days ago."

"What role?" Yuan Hua was very curious to let Wang Jinhua go there in person.

"A movie, male No. [-]." Yang Siwei half-spoken, wanting to see Yuan Hua's disappointed reaction, but didn't see it, just found it boring: "Director Jiang Wen's Let the Bullets Fly, you know which actors are in it ?"

Because of Xia Luo's appearance, the entertainment industry is flying like dogs and dogs, many people and things have changed long ago, but Yuan Hua didn't expect that Let the Bullet Fly come ahead of schedule.

Let the Bullets Fly, claiming to be the most successful commercial film, can Yuan Hua not know.

Except for Uncle Ge, Zhou Runfa, Jiang Wen, Liao Xi who plays a supporting role, and Hu Jun who plays a role, they are all actor kings.

After so many years, Yuan Hua still remembers some of the lines in it, earning money by standing up, Mr. Huang is tall and hard, besides being fair, he is so fair, big brother, you know me...

"I don't know, tell me, who is there?" Yuan Hua pretended to be confused.

If he doesn't pretend to be confused, he is really confused. There is no trouble in the film market for the time being, and only insiders know the news.

It's too fake to say it directly.

"The tentative number one male is Jiang Wen, the second male is Zhou Runfa, the third male is Ge You, and you are the fourth male."

Lying down!

It's Yuan Hua.

Only then did he realize that he was the male number four, who was the male number four?

In terms of roles, apart from Ge You, Zhou Runfa, and Jiang Wen, the rest of the major supporting roles have almost the same roles, and they can all be counted as the male number four.

According to the fan position, the male number four in the previous life was Chen Kun (not Hunyuan Thunderbolt, but Changhua Yuhuatian).

"I'm number four?" Yuan Hua repeated with a smirk.

It's no wonder that he lost his composure, it's really that the pie is a bit big, even the film king Hu Jun is just playing tricks, and he actually got the male number four.

By the way, Liao Xi is not yet the film king, this powerful actor is still buried, and his reputation is not obvious.

"It's just male number four, what about it?" Yang Siwei didn't tell Yuan Hua that Jiang Wen's films would be banned easily.

It’s fine if a film is banned, and sometimes people are banned as well.

Jiang Wen's last film The Devil Is Coming was taken to a foreign film festival because it was not reported, which caused a lot of shock.

After returning to China, he was banned from directing plays by the State Administration of Optoelectronics for five years.

That is Jiang Wen, I am afraid that if I change someone, I will be blocked.

"No, it's just that I'm a little excited to hear that I can cooperate with so many film stars. What are you going to eat? I'll treat you tonight."

"No, just eat whatever you want."

A few minutes later, two buckets of steaming instant noodles were placed on the dining table.

Yang Siwei picked up his bag and got up, sighing: "Let's go out to eat, you said you are really, you bought a house for several million, wouldn't you hire a cooking aunt?"

"In the future, filming will be outside all the year round, you can't come back often, and there will be someone to help you look after the house."

"I don't invite my aunt because I can't come back often. Doesn't it mean that I bought a house for others to live in? I feel unbalanced."

Yuan Hua threw the instant noodles into the trash can, and when he turned around to change his clothes, Yang Siwei had already picked up the trash bag.

Yang Siwei laughed: "I don't even know what to say about you, I'll find an assistant later and ask her to bring you meals."

It's normal for an artist to have an assistant. Yuan Hua doesn't have one because he's often on the set and doesn't do much work, so it's not very useful.But now that things are on the right track, assistants are definitely needed.

I can't bring my mobile phone with me when I'm filming, and I can't wait for him to finish work at night if I need to find him urgently.

It is much more convenient to have an assistant.

Yuan Hua swiped the elevator with his card: "You can arrange it. I don't want handsome men. I have low self-esteem. I don't want ugly ones. I don't like it. It's better to have a woman who is good-looking."

"Yes, but you should pay attention, the exposure of the matter will affect your future."

Yuan Hua: "..."

What am I paying attention to?It's just a female assistant, not a secretary, what can I do?
"Your environment is good, save trouble." Entering the elevator, Yang Siwei said.

The community has one elevator and one household. You can go upstairs by swiping your card. Only he can enter this floor of Yuan Hua's house. The privacy is very good, which is a protection for artists.

The security of the community is also in place, and it is impossible to enter without the owner's lead.

Yuan Hua shrugged: "So much money has been spent, if there is no such measure, it will be hell."

Yang Siwei took out a mask and gave it to him: "Try to wear it when you go out in the future, so as to avoid trouble."

"No, I don't avoid fans." Yuan Hua glanced at him and didn't answer.

Judging from his experience these days, ordinary people seldom follow stars. Students are at school and adults are at work. Who has the time to chase you every day.

When encountering by chance, at most, stop and take a second look, and say, aren’t you that so-and-so, and then there is no more.

"It's not to avoid fans, it's to avoid bad people." Yang Siwei said indifferently: "Two years ago in Yanjing, a well-known artist was kidnapped as soon as he left the bar. If the police didn't arrive in time, he would have died."

"So fierce, who is it?"

"Wu..."

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Hua had already put on the mask.

He has seen Hua Tsai's saving Mr. Wu, but he didn't expect it to have a prototype.

(End of this chapter)