The opening of China Entertainment Group gave Jay Chou a head-on confrontation

Chapter 500 My little cat is definitely not a good person

Ning Hao was actually reluctant to come at first.

People of their own know their own business. The news that he almost got into a fight with Jiang Wen on the set was not groundless.

But there was no way, he finally came.

The brain wants to say no, but the body is very honest.

Jiang Wen has no interest in the Golden Melody Awards, and has no interest in the personal connections in Taiwan, but that doesn't mean he has any choice.

He was penniless and was counting on Lala to invest in making his own movie.

What if, what if you meet a rich man who is willing to believe in you?

If all else fails, it would be fine if you could meet someone who appreciates him and helps recommend him.

It is precisely because of this that the title of director of "In the Name of the Father" is indeed a business card for him at the moment, and he really needs this business card.

He wanted to find Zhou Yi again, but he was busy every day, and he couldn't just call him and say, "Brother, give me a chance and invest a few million in me. I want to make a movie."

A phone number of Zhou Yi's level is very valuable to him.

Now Zhou Yi is still willing to keep his number. Ning Hao understands that this is a kind of compensation for the fact that Jiang Wen took his position as director away from him. After all, Zhou Yi is a really nice person and he had a heated argument with Jiang Wen on the crew.

But this kind of compensation will only work after it is used once.

He was unwilling to use it unless it was absolutely necessary.

Thinking of this, Ning Hao couldn't help but glance at the man who was surrounded by people like a moon surrounded by stars...

As a true man, this is what you should do!

"Thank you very much, Zhou Yijun."

Akina Nakamori, who came in person to talk to show her sincerity, did not encounter any difficulties in her plan filing. The man who was said to be the prince of Warner treated her very well and was very considerate and did not mention what Warner had done to her before.

However, based on her first impression, she felt that this man was a bit like that damn scumbag Kondo Masahiko.

Of course, it’s not about personality, but the degree of philandering.

The difference is that Kondo Masahiko knows how to restrain himself and disguise himself, but this prince seems to have no sense of restraint. He accepts everyone and collects a lot of notes and room cards.

There are models, those who aspire to be singers, and music producers.

He could even discuss with the short-haired woman next to him who had a better figure, which caused the woman to roll her eyes, like a cat with its fur standing on end.

"You're welcome, win-win cooperation."

Facing Akina Nakamori's poor Chinese, Zhou Yi, who could feel her sincerity, greeted her politely.

This former original singer was obviously here to pack up the bags. One can only say that she was really anxious and even wanted to buy his English songs.

"Does she still have that much money? Didn't they say she was defrauded of a lot of money? Her family went bankrupt and she bought a house for a scumbag, and the house is depreciating very fast."

Sun Yanzi, who was wearing a light white shoulder-length evening dress, held a glass of champagne in one hand and nudged the man with her elbow, showing great curiosity.

"Well, it's a blessing in disguise. The building she sold was sold before the bursting of Japan's bubble economy." Zhou Yi was quite emotional.

If it had been sold a little bit later, I'm afraid Akina Nakamori would not be able to play with a knife, but would have jumped off the building directly, and there would be no way to save her.

"Tsk, what a pitiful person." Watching the elegant back of the woman leaving, Sun Yanzi felt a little bit like her dreams were shattered about this person whom she had heard of when she was a girl.

"So, don't fall in love with a scumbag and marry him. There will be no good results."

Zhou Yi took a sip of wine and raised his hand with a smile. The goblet touched the rim of the cup in her hand, making a crisp "ding-dong" sound. "I have the right to say about this. The scumbag is not a good person."

"Why do I feel that what you said sounds a bit sarcastic? What? Do you feel that someone has insulted the goddess of your youth?" Sun Yanzi's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded in the direction where the woman left.

"You're overthinking it. She wasn't in my youth. There was another Japanese actress instead."

"Iijima Ai?"

"Get lost, my name is Izumi Sakai."

Zhou Yi rolled his eyes.

This female hooligan doesn't even consider the situation when driving. She needs to be disciplined more and more. Fortunately, because of the cooperation intention just discussed, many people in this area consciously chose to avoid this area.

“I don’t know him, but I’ve heard a little about him.”

Sun Yanzi looked up and took a sip of champagne, his tongue brushing across the corner of his lips. He watched Zhou Yi walk a few steps away and then someone else came up to talk to him. He stood there in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

When the socializing dinner was over, people from various small circles gathered in twos and threes - some played cards, some played mahjong;
Some people make plans to go out and play, and some people make plans to have a proper midnight snack.

After all, you really can't eat too much at a banquet. If you don't eat something to fill your stomach, you'll easily feel hungry at night.

"Yanzi, aren't you going to have a midnight snack with us?"

"I won't go, you guys have fun."

Facing Jay Chou's strange doubts, Sun Yanzi glanced at Zhou Yi who also happened to turn his eyes to himself, raised his hand to smooth the short hair on his forehead, smiled and waved his hand to refuse, turned around and took the elevator back to the hotel room. For convenience, when the Golden Melody Awards officials arranged hotels, they basically placed them in batches on several floors of a hotel.

After taking a shower, Sun Yanzi, wrapped in a bathrobe, sat cross-legged on the sofa in the living room, with a dry towel covering his head, and water was still dripping from the wet ends of his hair.

The entertainment programs on TV were still reporting Zhou Yi’s achievements in the United States and... the news about how many beautiful women expressed their love to him.

The modeling industry in the United States is very developed.

Sun Yanzi, who had been watching for a long time, gradually lost focus. As he looked up, he subconsciously bent his right leg and put it on the sofa, with his wrists on his knees, sitting in a very relaxed manner.

"Ring ring ring!"

Sun Yanzi, who was daydreaming, was brought back to his senses by the ringing of the phone.

A call from her dad.

"Hello, Dad?"

"How was the Golden Melody Awards? Are you confident? Don't be nervous, this..."

As usual, Sun Yaohong, who cared about his daughter, calculated the time and called her to help her relieve any possible stress.

He was unable to attend this year's Golden Melody Awards and could only cheer for his daughter in this way.

"Don't worry, Dad. I'm very open-minded."

Sun Yanzi gathered his thoughts and said cheerfully: "If I can get it, I'll take it. If I can't, I won't lose anything. I'll just consider it as a nomination."

"That's good. Oh, by the way, there's one more thing. You can talk to Zhou Yi about this. A professor I know said that there is a new cancer treatment method, but it's quite expensive at the moment. You can ask Zhou Yi if he can help the Cheng couple make an appointment. I can help."

When Sun's father talked about this, he was somewhat emotional: "This amount of money should be more than before, but the effect will definitely be better. It depends on whether Zhou Yi is willing to continue to advance the money."

When disaster strikes, one can more clearly see the good and bad qualities of a person's character.

Sun Yaohong, who has lived for most of his life, generally appreciates Zhou Yi as a child.

You have to know that when he paid the medical expenses for the Cheng family without hesitation, he didn't have as much money as he does now.

Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. This has directly saved a family, not to mention how many levels of pagoda it has built.

"Okay, I'll tell him then."

Sun Yanzi, who was not very clear about Cheng Hao's wealth at the moment, nodded in agreement, and while taking a long breath, he turned his head and looked out the French window -

Her face was clearly reflected in the glass against the backdrop of the night sky.

"It is reported that Victoria's Secret intends to invite Zhou Yi to watch the fashion show at the end of the year. Zhou Yi..."

On the TV screen, Zhou Yi, who was being interviewed on a TV show under Warner, was playing with the bracelet on his wrist. When the host wanted to go over to see what it was, Zhou Yi smiled and shook his head and refused: "No, no, no, I can't give it to you."

"You can't give it to me? Why?"

"No reason."

"Spike, I see you've been wearing it since you came to America?"

"Yes, it can bring me good luck, I believe so."

"..."

On the sofa in the living room, Sun Yanzi was stunned when he noticed this scene, and then he couldn't help but mutter and curse: "Bastard."

Ring ring ring!
"Hey?"

"Please bring me a midnight snack. I'm starving. Thank you. Oh, and I want grilled fish."

At the night snack stall, Zhou Yi, who was chatting and laughing with Wang Lihong, Jay Chou, Show Luo, Fang Wenshan, Pan Weibo and others, paused his chewing after receiving her call.

When he packed the food and took it back, Sun Yanzi, who opened the door to greet him, took it with a smile on his face and didn't mention paying at all.

"Eh? Give me money."

"I owe you money first. I don't have any change."

Sun Yanzi hummed a song while taking a bite of meat and said nonchalantly.

Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and laughed. He put one hand on his waist and raised his left hand to the door frame: "What do you mean? You are eating a free meal at my place, you have to consider whether you are my opponent."

"Tsk, I'm afraid of you."

Sun Yanzi, with grease still on the corners of his mouth, made fists with both hands, and swung his right fist twice in the direction of the man, while his mouth automatically dubbed the sound of "rustling" of the wind breaking through the air.

"My little cat is definitely not a good person, okay."

Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, closed his mouth with the tip of his tongue against his teeth, moved his neck slightly twice, and laughed silently.

(End of this chapter)