Pastry House of Superstars

Chapter 231

What Yuan Ou didn't understand was that she understood Gu Yi's personality quite well. He was not a money-grubbing person. money……

After getting along for so long, the two of them have developed a certain degree of tacit understanding. Basically, when Yuan Ou frowned, Gu Yi could know what she was wondering about.

Gu Yi snatched Song Zheng's green plum wine to drink, and ordered him to pour another glass, and said with a little disgust, "I don't hate donations, but I'm afraid of trouble."

With spare energy, it is a good thing to help others with a little blood. People in the entertainment industry are generally superstitious about this, and Gu Yi is no exception.

As I said earlier, he usually has a fund dedicated to public welfare. He spends a lot of money in disaster-stricken areas and poverty-stricken areas on weekdays, so there is really no shortage of that.

However, the matter of donations, especially donations from the entertainment industry, the water is relatively deep.

First of all, when you donate, you have to be optimistic about the timing. It’s too early and it’s too late.

If it is too early, it is likely that the relevant institutions have not yet been organized, and no one will take over the money you donate; if it is too late, someone will accuse you of being stingy, saying that you must have seen everyone donate, and you hide But it has to be so.

Secondly, donations are very easy to offend people.

As mentioned in the previous article, there is also a part of the reason why it can't be too early.

The entertainment industry is a place that values ​​qualifications and fame. No matter what it is, it is best to do it according to seniority, and donations are no exception.

You think, if you get excited and donate too early, the big brothers and legendary people in the circle will have been published in the newspaper before they come to their senses. Even if they don’t care, there will definitely be other people jumping Come out and say that you are pushy and don't take your seniors seriously.

Then there is the issue of the amount, which is still the same. As long as you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that the amount of each donation basically decreases in order of seniority and status. This is an unwritten rule:

No matter how rich a second- or third-rate artist is, as long as he wants to continue to hang out in the entertainment industry, if there is no special reason, for example, it is your hometown, or your relatives and friends are there, then it is best not to donate more than big names...

Finally, it is also the reason why Gu Yi despises the most, that is, the system and mechanism of this kind of spontaneous donation is very immature, the money is donated, but no one can guarantee that the money will be used for disaster relief, or is another suitable place!

After listing all kinds of reasons, Guang Yuanou, the audience, felt that it was so messy, and it was no wonder that Gu Yi and Song Zheng would regard this kind of thing as troublesome.

The table was a little too quiet for a while, even Youan, who didn't understand much, slowed down the speed of chewing the balls, looking at this and that with a pair of big eyes, as if he was hesitating whether he should continue to eat or not?

Yuan Ou saw it when he was sighing, couldn't help chuckling, and put two slices of cabbage and a piece of Pleurotus eryngii in the bowl for him, "Don't be picky eaters, eat plenty of vegetables, otherwise you won't grow taller."

Youan said oh, and picked up the vegetable leaves with a spoon a little clumsily, biting the edge with small teeth like rice grains, his cheeks bulging, and then saw the vegetable leaves disappearing into his mouth little by little.

Song Zheng looked at it, couldn't help laughing, and changed the subject without warning after laughing, "Xiao Yuanxiao, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape this time."

The popularity and exposure rate of the big stars in the catering industry is not lower than that of some first- and second-tier actors, and the income of the two shops on the bright side is quite considerable.

Yes, what Song Zheng thought was so deep, so far, even so dark, he couldn't believe that this little girl who was able to take root deeply in a strange city at such a young age really only had this superficial business. !

Gu Yi frowned slightly when he heard this, "I'll pay for Xiaoou's share together."

"No need," Yuan Ou refused without even thinking about it, "I'm not really short of money now, since I want to pay, I'd better do it myself, otherwise I should feel guilty."

His girlfriend refused his help again. Although Gu Yi was a little unhappy, he agreed as expected.

Xilihulu ate the hot pot for nearly an hour. Finally, Song Zheng touched his belly and asked carelessly, "Little Ou, do you have any noodles?"

Gu Yi gave him a disgusted look, "You can leave after eating, the two of you together don't eat as much as you do!"

Yuan Ou smiled and nodded, "There are coarse-grain noodles made by myself, and rice noodles made from real high-quality rice. Which one do you want?"

Song Zheng rubbed his hands shyly, "Oh, I still have so many choices, I'm so embarrassed."

Gu Yi snorted, "Then don't eat it!"

Immediately afterwards, Song Zheng said categorically, "Then get one of each!"

After eating the hot pot, it was nearly two o'clock. Gu Yi drove Yuan Ou to rest, and then he stood aside to act as the vicious exploiting class, raised his chin slightly, and directed Song Zheng to clean the bottom of the pot.

The hot pot is delicious, but the bottom of the pot is really hard to clean!

(End of this chapter)