Island Tycoon

Chapter 235

"Then I'll sing "Love Story"." Without thinking too much at all, he complied with Ye Jingcheng's request.

This black kid was still a clever ghost, he would look at Zhu Baoyi from time to time when he saw Ye Jingcheng.Simply choose a song with the theme of love, can the beauty of adults be second, the main thing is to please others, and it is easier to get your own tips.

Where. do. I. begin
To. tell. the. story. of. how. great. a. love. can. be
The. sweet. loves. story. that. is. older. than. the. sea
……

The black child's singing voice is not bad, but the style of the song is not suitable for him, especially his black image.Compared to the latter, the frothy rap songs at the beginning were more suitable for him.

"Then, can I take the twenty dollars?" After the song was over, seeing Ye Jingcheng thoughtful, the black man begged for it.

Ye Jingcheng nodded, and then asked, "You have a good singing voice, why don't you become a singer, but sing here instead."

"Do you also think I have the potential in this area?" Putting away the dollar, the black man said excitedly.

"Well, I have that plan. It's just that my parents want me to be a useful person." Finally, the black man shrugged and said, "So I have to study hard."

"You are indeed younger now." Ye Jingcheng agreed with this statement, and asked, "Wait a few more years, or you can be an excellent actor in addition to being a singer."

"Sir, your tone sounds like a scout." The black man's attitude changed.

Ye Jingcheng didn't need to ask for this point, Zhu Baoyi took the initiative to explain it for him.When he heard that Ye Jingcheng was a director, producer, and investor, the black man was very emotional. He secretly thought that he had made the right decision. He came here to look for opportunities during the summer vacation, but unexpectedly met an investor in the blink of an eye.

However, his fiery heart quickly cooled down.It seems that there are no Chinese investors in Hollywood. In fact, it cannot be said that there are none, but it is true that there is no one who is famous.Even the Chinese Theater on the Avenue of Stars was built by an American.

"I'm not a producer here, but Hollywood will become my development platform sooner or later." Ye Jingcheng smiled confidently.Then let the black man leave his phone number and home address, or he may have the opportunity to find him to film in the future.

The black kid had no other idea of ​​that.If you can take out twenty dollars as a tip, you will never have any intention of discriminating against a black man like him.It's just that Ye Jingcheng asked him to make a movie, but the black kid shook his head and rejected it.

In his mind, unless black people would no longer be discriminated against in the future, then Ye Jingcheng might still be able to develop into Hollywood.

Ye Jingcheng invited the other party to have dinner together again. The black child swallowed his saliva looking at the huge chicken butt, but finally rejected Ye Jingcheng's kindness.

After leaving his name, phone number and address, he turned around and left the restaurant.

"Will Smith, Philadelphia? It should be right." Looking at the name and address on the note, an adult black figure appeared in Ye Jingcheng's mind.

……

"Ah~~" The two walked on the street, Zhu Baoyi covered his mouth and yawned.

Seeing the other party's tired look, Ye Jingcheng asked with concern: "Do you need to go back to the hotel to rest?"

"No need, I'm actually not very tired." Zhu Baoyi twisted his shoulders, and immediately put on a look of refreshment.It's just that from Ye Jingcheng's point of view, she is obviously trying to hold on.

Seeing Zhu Baoyi walking several steps, he shook his head with a smile.But in the next moment, Ye Jingcheng's expression changed sharply.A hand reached out and pulled Zhu Baoyi back.

"What are you doing!" Zhu Baoyi reacted quickly this time.Ye Jingcheng had already hugged her into his arms, but she didn't realize that she was careless.

"Crack——" But a second later, there was a loud noise from where she was standing, and a flower plate fell from the third-floor house.

Fortunately, Ye Jingcheng caught her in time, otherwise, if the faceplate hit her head, even if her life was not in danger, she would definitely have to go to the hospital for emergency treatment.

"It's okay." Ye Jingcheng lifted Zhu Baoyi up, and glanced up at the house.You can vaguely hear the noisy voices of men and women from above. It is estimated that it is another young couple who disagrees and throws things around.

"It's okay, it's just... oops!" Zhu Baoyi felt unsteady, and the heel of Zhu Baoyi's high-heeled shoes broke directly, and even his ankle was sprained.

Seeing this, Ye Jingcheng said, "I'd better take you to the hospital."

"No need, I just sprained my ankle." Zhu Baoyi forced herself to stand up, but the tingling pain from her ankle made her burst into cold sweat.

"It's fine if you don't go to the hospital. I'll help you go back to the hotel to rest." Originally, Ye Jingcheng wanted to say to turn his back on the other party.But Zhu Baoyi would obviously reject his kindness, so he had no choice but to retreat and ask for help.

Putting Zhu Baoyi's right hand on his shoulder, and then put his left hand on the other's waist, he couldn't help groping up and down.Unexpectedly, Zhu Baoyi looked thin, but felt fleshy.

Fortunately, the other party's attention was on his ankle, so he didn't notice his small movements.

As soon as Ye Jingcheng saw it, he helped Zhu Baoyi and walked for a while, finally stopped a taxi, and the two returned to the hotel near the airport.

Back at the hotel, Ye Jingcheng didn't let Zhu Baoyi go, he enthusiastically found a medicinal wine from the suitcase, and knocked on the other's door.

"Brother Ye...Cheng, is there something wrong?" Zhu Baoyi limped out and opened the door.

"Your ankle is sprained. If you don't treat it, it will easily swell up. I happen to have an iron medicine wine at my place." After finishing speaking, Ye Jingcheng handed the medicine wine up.

"Thank you." Zhu Baoyi took the medicinal wine with a little emotion.

"No, you can handle it by yourself?" Seeing the other party's puzzled face, Ye Jingcheng knew that her cowhide lantern was not a fake, but really didn't understand what he meant, so he simply said bluntly: "It's not as good as me Come to help you apply medicinal wine?"

"No need, no need, I can just apply it myself." Zhu Baoyi quickly shied away.

"The most important thing in applying medicinal wine is strength. You can't grasp this, so let me help you." After speaking, Ye Jingcheng took the medicinal wine again, then walked into the room politely, and closed the door by the way. Zhu Baoyi was speechless for a while.

Even though he was hesitant, Zhu Baoyi accepted the kindness of Ye Jingcheng's gang.The two were sitting at one end of the three-person sofa, and Ye Jingcheng enthusiastically lifted the other's injured foot onto his lap.

In fact, Zhu Baoyi's most lethal is not his temperament and face.It's her long legs that are at least 105 centimeters below the waist, which is definitely the golden section figure for a woman who is over 1.7 meters tall.

What's more, Zhu Baoyi put on a pair of shorts at this time, revealing her fair skin below the shorts.When people see her long, white and straight beautiful legs, they can't wait to fall into her gentle hometown and be crushed to death.

(End of this chapter)