Although he was confused, thinking that this might be the peak of his life, Zhang Xiaoyuan quickly took a screenshot of the hot topic list and clicked in to see what happened.

"My baby is so good, I must not sell noodles!"

"Baby, mom won't allow you to do that!"

"Bastard Zhang Xiaoyuan, I ran away with my baby!"

Looking at the curses in the hot topic, Zhang Xiaoyuan rubbed his hands excitedly. It is said that an agent who is not scolded by fans is not considered a successful agent. Is he finally about to reach the peak of his life?

Before he could call Li Zhao to ask about the details of what happened, WeChat messages were constantly sent on his phone, and unfamiliar numbers were also called on his phone.

They are all here to inquire about his Zhaozhao's future work plan!

Although Zhang Xiaoyuan has not made any name for himself over the years, he has seen too many things like praise high and down low. People who are unwilling to look at him on weekdays suddenly took the initiative to ask him about Zhao Zhao and said a lot of flattering words, which made him even more cautious.

Inside a luxurious restaurant.

Li Zhao looked at the dishes on the table and wanted to say something. Yan Ting saw that he had something to say and asked the waiter to go out: "What's wrong with you? The food is not to your liking?"

"No." Li Zhao glanced at the lobster that was bigger than his forearm and whispered: "We just need to eat something casually. These things are too expensive." At that time, he was willing to help Yan Ting, one was to make the cowards brave, and the other was that he really couldn't bear to be bullied by a greasy middle-aged and old man. Anyway, he had never thought about continuing to be in the entertainment industry at that time, so he just did things based on his conscience and had no scruples.

"Don't you like it?" Yan Ting frowned slightly, "Then let's eat in another place."

"I don't mean that." Li Zhao laughed and explained: "It's just the two of us that can eat anything, why waste so much money? You are still young now. Although the demolition money is a lot, there are many places to spend money in the future, so you can't spend it indiscriminately."

Yan Ting poured him a hot drink: "Money doesn't matter, just like you like these."

"Who said money doesn't matter? Money can help you?" Li Zhao took a big sip with a hot drink cup: "I know you want to thank me for helping you last time, but I'm not a very particular person. You can eat barbecue, skewers and cook hot pot, there's no need to spend so much."

Thinking that Yan Ting had no relatives, Li Zhao was really worried that he would be deceived and spent all his money. But they had only helped with friendship. The most taboo thing about being a human is to have a simple and profound relationship, so he couldn't say too much.

"You are now alone and your whole family is not hungry. When you get married and have children, there are many places to spend money." Li Zhao sighed with emotion: "If you don't have any illness, if you don't have any money, we shouldn't have this in the future."

"Okay, but I've ordered it today..."

"Then you can't waste it." Li Zhao rolled up his sleeves and prepared to do a big fight: "Come on, let's eat more."

"This is for you, this is for me." Li Zhao knocked open the big lobster claws and distributed half of the meat to Yan Ting: "Last time the producer invited everyone to dinner, there was also a big lobster on the table. Unfortunately, everyone else didn't move their chopsticks, so I didn't have the nerve to reach out."

Yan Ting saw Li Zhao take out the lobster meat and dip it in the secret seasoning made by the restaurant chef, and ate it very sweetly. He silently put down the knife and fork in his hand, imitating Li Zhao's appearance, and started eating.

The food entered the esophagus with his throat, which was rare that he didn't feel nauseous and boring. Li Zhao ate very quickly, but his eating looks very good, and even made people feel that the food he was eating must be very delicious.

Li Zhao found that Yan Ting chewed slowly while eating and was not fond of talking, but the magical thing was that even if the other party didn't speak, he would not feel awkward in the atmosphere.

Maybe it was because the other person was too gentle and beautiful, which made him feel safe in food? But Li Zhao refused to admit that he was such a superficial man.

"Thank you very much for what happened last time. In order not to disturb your work, I have never called you." After Yan Ting finished eating the shrimp meat that Li Zhao gave him, he didn't eat anything anymore. The cup of soup in front of him was gone.

"Actually, I'm not that busy." Li Zhao coughed dryly. He was really embarrassed to let the other party know that he had not received a role in the past two months, so he simply went to deliver the takeaway.

"Last time I heard you say that you are professional in acting." Yan Ting put his white and slender fingers on the goblet: "Are you an actor?"

Li Zhao nodded, then smiled embarrassedly: "If you don't do well, just change your career and do something else."

The warm drink slipped into his mouth, and Yan Ting held the cup's hand and used two more points of force. He put the cup back into place, and suddenly said, "You are fine."

"Hmm?" Li Zhao's action of picking up food was stopped.

"You will do well." Yan Ting wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, and his pale lips seemed to have a little more blood.

"Thank you for your good words." Li Zhao grinned. When he learned that Sister Xia was sick, he still wanted to make a lot of money by becoming famous overnight. Now he has no idea whether to be popular or not.

After dinner, Yan Ting insisted on sending Li Zhao home, but Li Zhao couldn't refuse and had to agree.

"I'm very happy to have dinner with you." The black car drove through the crowded streets and the uneven roads made the car bumpy. Yan Ting looked at the crowded crowds outside the car window and the small store that looked a little gray, and his whole person was out of place with the world.

Li Zhao felt that when the other party was happy, the expressionless face was really not convincing.

"It's been a long time since I've been with someone like this. I've finished a meal quietly." He suddenly turned his head and looked at Li Zhao, with his long eyelashes leaving a shadow on his pupils.

He suddenly handed his phone in front of Li Zhao: "Can you add an account that you can contact at will?"

"WeChat?" Li Zhao was stunned for a moment, took out his cell phone, saw Yan Ting handing the cell phone directly to him, and pointed to the WeChat icon on the desktop of the cell phone: "I'll scan you?"

Yan Ting nodded and put his cell phone directly into Li Zhao's hands.

Li Zhao: “…”

This is too unprepared. How can you hand over your phone to others casually?

He clicked on WeChat in a regular manner, clicked the avatar icon, and found that the other party was actually the default gray avatar icon on WeChat. After passing the friend verification, he handed the phone to Yan Ting.

"Don't hand over your phone to others in the future." Li Zhao remembered that many young people like to stay at home and go out now, and said, "If I go out to play in the future, I will ask you to join me."

Yan Ting clicked on WeChat and saw Li Zhao's WeChat name.

Good luck comes.

"Okay." Yan Ting put away his phone, "You must call me next time."

"The car is parked here." Li Zhao looked out the car window and said quickly: "There are many local farmers setting up stalls in the alley, and it is difficult to drive cars like this."

"Brother, thank you for your lunch. I'll treat you next time." Li Zhao reached out and patted Yan Ting on the shoulder, opened the car door and walked out. He didn't forget to bring the packing box before leaving.

"By the way." He took two steps, turned his head and walked back, leaning on the window and looking at Yan Ting: "If you have anything, remember to call me. My phone will turn on 24 hours a day."

Yan Ting looked at the smiling face lying on the car window and nodded slowly: "Okay."

"See you next time." Li Zhao waved his hand with a smile, turned around and walked into the seemingly dirty alley.

Yan Ting watched him slowly disappear behind the alley, and the only warm color on his face disappeared without a trace. He reached out to press the window, closed his eyes and leaned against the back of the chair: "Go back."

As the vehicle quietly passed through streets after street, preparing to enter a gate, a man rushed over.

"Mr. Xu, Mr. Xu." The middle-aged man looked haggard and rushed to the front of the car to beg for mercy: "Mr. Xu, please spare me. A few months ago, I was blind and offended Mr. Xu..."

"Sir." The driver looked back at Yan Ting, who was expressionless.

Yan Ting looked at the middle-aged man who was as embarrassed as a dog with a calm expression. He put on a pair of white gloves and opened the car window.

"Mr. Xu!" Seeing the car window open, the middle-aged man rolled and crawled to the car window and knelt down: "Sir, it's my fault for making mistakes. Please give me your best."

"Hehe." Yan Ting suddenly chuckled, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Looking at Yan Ting who suddenly showed this expression, the middle-aged man felt terrified for no reason. He trembled for a moment, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he could not make any sound.

Yan Ting glanced at the frightened expression of the middle-aged man, put away his cold and raised corners of his mouth, and closed the car window.

Through the slowly closing of the car window, the middle-aged man seemed to have seen the evil ghost from hell and shivered. It was said outside that the Xu family was a villain who defeated his father and mother, and he was cruel and ruthless. It turned out that the rumors were true...

The phone rang and he answered in a daze.

"Old Wang, have you seen that gentleman?"

"See, see." The middle-aged man's teeth trembled: "But Mr. Xu didn't even want to say a word, brother, I'm done this time, it's really done..."

Since he returned home drunk a few months ago, his business has been hit harder. Even the old customers who used to deal with him have cut off business dealings. Seeing that the company was about to go bankrupt, he asked people everywhere to inquire about which great god he had offended, and only then did he know that he had offended a person who was scared of talking.

"What did you call him?" The old friend's scream suddenly came from the phone.

"Xu, Mr. Xu." The middle-aged man was a little confused. Could he still remember the surname of a person wrong? Although he has been lustful over the years, his mind is still good.

"Don't you know that this gentleman dislikes others calling him Mr. Xu the most?!"

The middle-aged man didn't expect that the other party had so many strange habits and was stunned.

It was cold, and it seemed that their Wang family was going bankrupt.

"But you still have a glimmer of hope. Didn't you find out that the gentleman left with a young man with outstanding appearance?" The friend on the other end of the phone was still giving an idea: "As far as I know, Mr. Ting never lets outsiders get close to him within three steps. This young man must have a close relationship with Mr. Ting, you can try his way."

The middle-aged man is now in a hurry to seek medical treatment, so he quickly asked: "Is it still time?"

"Give me your best to do my best." The friend on the other end of the phone sighed: "You must always rescue me politely."

Middle-aged man: "…"

Propriety rescue?

In the rental house, Li Zhao sat cross-legged on the bed, listening to Zhang Xiaoyuan's muttering, while watching the green pepper video recording: "Brother Xiaoyuan, do so many people like me?"

"Yan Gou's love is the flash blossoming of the cereus. The iron-clad Yan Gou and the beautiful men and women who flow through water." Zhang Xiaoyuan handed Li Zhao the information he had sorted out of the film and television company: "Yan Gou is all big pig's hooves. Beautiful men like you are like concubines in the emperor's harem. They may like you, Concubine Zhao today, and they may like Concubine Zhang and Concubine Li tomorrow."

After touching his face, Li Zhao suddenly realized: "So, I just gained Junxin's new favorite by relying on beauty?"

"If you think too much, you can be considered a showgirl who entered the palace by virtue of your beauty." Zhang Xiaoyuan threw a thick stack of popular artist information in front of Li Zhao: "Look, this person is not only good-looking, but also has a magical koi physique. His works are often very smooth. He also has both talent and beauty. He is also a member of the Calligraphy Association. He has superb acting skills, good singing, and can compose and recognize music by himself. These are these, those who are good at martial arts, musical instruments, those who have mines at home, and those who are good at parents..."

Zhang Xiaoyuan counted the characteristics of popular young actors in detail, and looked at Li Zhao again: "But you have a little bit more than them."

"What is it?" Li Zhao's eyes shining.

"poverty."

Li Zhao hugged himself tightly with heartache.

"But we are not unlucky at all." Zhang Xiaoyuan patted Li Zhao's shoulder comfortably: "At least you still have a good-looking face. As long as you have reliable companies and resources, even if you can't get to be the queen of the imperial concubine in Yangou Palace, you can at least be the head of the palace."

Li Zhao: “…”

The entertainment industry is very difficult, but it’s very difficult to be a human being. He should open a noodle restaurant.

At least Yanting can have more places to eat in the future, so he doesn't have to spend money.

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