Chapter 270: I'm Joining the Phantom

Xiao Young is none other than Wang Baoqiang, and now is the worst time for him to mix.

He ran to the capital from Shaolin Temple last year with 500 yuan, but the reality is completely different from what he thought, and the kung fu he practiced is nothing here.

He thought that his advantage was completely unavailable here, but at this time there was no way out.

To him, it was impossible.

In addition to not eating well and sleeping well, he and five other people shared a tiled house next to the coal yard, and in addition to crowding, coal ash was everywhere.

But this was still a good place for Wang Baoqiang, who later came on, because he could pick up coal for money to buy steamed buns.

A fifteen-year-old child, who has just arrived and does not understand anything, is already a little stunned, and it is even more difficult to find a job.

The rent was twenty a month, plus other expenses, and more than ten months had passed, and he had long been poor and penniless. Nowadays, except for occasionally running the crew, it is to pick up coal to make a living.

Fortunately, I met Yan Tong this year, and the two became friends because of martial arts, and their lives have also improved somewhat.

Yan Tong is older, and he knows more about the world, so he takes more work, sometimes pulls him up, and if he eats in a restaurant, Yan Tong always treats him.

It didn't last long, though. Many actors felt that they had no oil and water with him, earned little, and did not pay tribute, and soon, everyone left him intentionally or unintentionally.

No, it still is.

After Yan Tong left, two more crews came, but as long as there was a play, he didn't have any drama.

When I was bored alone, I remembered what Yan Tong just said about Ye Luo, why do people not have the same fate?

"The prince is here! The prince is here! I don't have long eyes, hurry up, get out of the way!"

Wang Baoqiang, who was doubting his life, was dragged back to his senses by the sudden uproar.

I saw that everyone in front of me was crowded together, but soon, it slowly became orderly, and a crowded corridor was made in the middle.

And he was facing the front of the car.

The car, Wang Baoqiang knows, that is Yan Tong and he said, the blue and white round Tian character grid is the logo of BMW, and it is said that it is still made in Germany.

The prices are all outrageously high, which is rare in China, and each car costs more than one million, which is a figure he can't imagine.

Don't talk about one million, now it's a hundred for him, he can do everything, but there is no crew with such a high salary, even if he has, it won't be his turn.

Wait, Lord Wang? Now that the Qing Dynasty has been gone for almost a hundred years, how can there be a prince?

"Uncle, who is the person in this car? How can you call him Wangye? It's so strange! Is his surname Wang?"

Puzzled, and bored, Wang Baoqiang walked up to a middle-aged man and asked.

"You baby, you don't know this! What are you still messing around here? He's not the real prince, no, he's the prince! It's just a nickname! See this car? In this mess, you have to be brighter!

This is the prince's car! As long as everyone on the road understands that this car cannot be touched! Even if the door is wide open and there is a pile of money in the car, no one dares to take it!"

The middle-aged man called Uncle sells everything he knows, which gives him a sense of superiority, but he doesn't know that he just knows that there are not many days.

"So powerful? Who is this prince? Why doesn't anyone dare to take it?"

"You don't know who the prince is? What do you say you have in your head? No wonder there is no drama to take you!

I'm kind enough to tell you today, this prince is Ye Luo! You don't know who Ye Luo is, right? If you don't know, I won't waste spitting!"

"I know, it's Nortel's Class 98, or the boss of the Phantom!"

Fortunately, Yan Tong told him just now, otherwise Wang Baoqiang would not have been able to answer.

"That's not all, now they are the most popular singers in the country and the top three richest people in China!"

In an instant, there was a whisper,

"He is still a character in the capital that can't be messed with, last year, someone just talked a few words, and he was discounted by Jin Ye. Jin Ye, you know, right?"

"You know, it's the boss on the street within the second ring road now!"

This is also what Yan Tong told him.

"The boss is not the same, but the richest social boss is true! But this is the kind of person, and that is also the prince's subordinate!"

"But isn't Ye Luo a foreigner?"

Wang Baoqiang is a little unimaginable.

"You know a ball! What's wrong with outsiders? People are the richest, and in these years, there are people who are more powerful than money? The policemen are happy to get close to him! As long as they offend him, they don't have to come forward, and there are people on all roads who rush to vent their anger for him!

Do you know what it means to get to know a rich man? Don't look at the infinite scenery now, but before you got to know the prince, the house he lived in was all leaky! And now, what kind of life do you see he is living?

In just three years, he lived in a high-rise building, an antique shop was open, there were cars, and there were people! Who didn't let him get a few points? All of these were the prince's handy works! When I saw those people in front of me, I was standing so straight, I wanted to enter the Phantom!

Even if you can't get in, it's good to get acquainted! When the time comes, if you have something to find Jin Ye and say that you know the prince, then nothing will be a problem!"

Middle-aged people can't get on the stage, otherwise they wouldn't stand so far, but everyone has vanity, and everyone is happy to let others admire themselves.

Hearing this, Wang Baoqiang's thoughts were shaken again, but he thought about it again, let's die, fight, gamble.

Regarding what the middle-aged man said, Ye Luo must be a little false if he wants to say that he doesn't know. But it's just a little bit of understanding, but if you want to know everything, then you will wronged him, how can he have the time and energy? But there is one thing that Ye Luo himself can't imagine, that is, Jin Dafu has grown so fast.

But fortunately, now I have more and more respect for myself! Every time we meet, when there are few people, I still call a thousand children, and Ye Luo has no effect after saying it a few times.

"Lord Wang, you are too powerful, now the group performers know you!"

Bai Meiyu sat in the co-pilot and quipped.

"Don't make me happy, I don't even know it!"

Seeing the Yongdao separated by the group performance, Ye Luo had a headache, there were armed police standing guard at the gate. Now, let's make ourselves look like the underworld, and don't arrest yourself in a moment.

"Hello everyone! It's cold in the morning, everyone pay attention to their bodies!"

Pushing the car door, Ye Luo arched his hand to the people around him. If he doesn't come down, he can't really drive directly on this road, that's too proud.

If there is no great adventure, he is not as good as these actors in front of him! So Ye Luo has a sense of envy for those who struggle.

Sentimental!

"Don't dare to be! Don't dare to be!"

No one thought that Ye Luo would get out of the car, and he didn't know what he said in his excitement.

"In the future, the Phantom will start playing, everyone must support it a lot!"

Don't look at the group performance usually is not important, but the time is really important, even more powerful than the protagonist, you can't only have the protagonist in a play!

"Lord Wang, I didn't say it! My name is Zhang Cheng!

"Lord Wang, my name is Gao Shan!"

"Lord Wang, my name is -"

Okay, they've all been registered, but no matter how good Ye Luo's brain is, he can't remember these people all of a sudden!

"Thank you, thank you in advance! That, I still have two cigarettes here, so let's do it!"

Ye Luo wanted to buy some hot food for these people, but that was really insulting, and it was better to use cigarettes to pull the relationship.

"Lord Wang, I want to join the Phantom, your company!"

Ye Luo, who was playing haha with the people around him, was startled by the person who suddenly appeared. He is not tall, his clothes are tattered, and his hair is like a bird's nest, greasy, and even if it is so cold, it exudes a greasy smell.

"Damn, do you know the rules!"

"Made, are you underwhelmed?"

Before Ye Luo could do anything, two men came up next to him and knocked him to the ground, punching him. Acting well in front of Ye Luo, that's a matter of having a long face.

"Stop, stop fighting, let go!"

As soon as Ye Luo's words fell, the two of them let go.

Ye Luo didn't recognize it before, but the Hebei accent just now was very familiar, and he looked at the people on the ground, I'll go, isn't this stupid?