Chapter Eighty-Three: Ambition
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Yun Leiliu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she sighed faintly: "Jin Peng, are you still the same as before, don't read the newspaper or watch the news, the box office on the banks of the Qinhuai River is dismal, and I have been criticized for nothing, I have become a box office poison, and I have almost become a rat crossing the street." β
"That's because the screenwriter is not good, and the plot is messy, but you acted very well, and online comments also said that you are the only highlight of this drama. "An Jinpeng doesn't read the newspaper, he often reads all kinds of gossip magazines, but he sees the glamorous female stars on the cover, as for the content, at most scan the title, but about Yun Lei, pay more attention to one or two points, it's not that he doesn't know anything, it's just that the entertainment industry has always been like this, he doesn't care at all.
Yun Lei's eyes became even more resentful, "The Internet says that I am performing in my true colors, so I rely on attracting attention, I am really wronged, the costume modeling is all responsible for the crew, if I have an opinion, people will say that it is really difficult for me to play a big name and be picky."
"Yun Lei, don't be sad, those people are just talking nonsense, so I don't like to read these gossip comments. An Jinpeng saw that the goddess seemed to be about to cry, so he hurriedly comforted him, "As long as Luo Yu doesn't think so, it's fine." β
It's okay not to mention Luo Yu, but when I mentioned it, Yun Lei's sad face did not disappear, her eyes turned even redder, and she said quietly: "He doesn't have any thoughts about me now." β
"What's the matter, you're arguing. An Jinpeng asked cautiously.
"We broke up. Seeing An Jinpeng's surprised expression, Yun Lei said in a self-deprecating tone, "It's strange that Luo Dashao has always been beautiful around him, but I am stupid, I think I am special, who knows, in his eyes, I am no different from those sugar daddy female stars." β
"Yunlei" An Jinpeng didn't know how to comfort him.
"It's all gone, don't mention him. Yun Lei pretended to be strong with tears, "Life has to go on, and now I am dedicated to my work and don't want these unhappy things." β
"Yes, work is the most important, and when you become popular all over the world, he will only regret missing you. An Jinpeng cheered for Yun Lei.
Yun Lei burst into tears and laughed, "I don't have that much thought, but the box office failure on the banks of the Qinhuai River has declined a lot, and my popularity has dropped a lot, and my workload has decreased a lot recently, otherwise I wouldn't have come to dinner alone in the afternoon, no notice." β
"It's just one play, the next drama is popular, your popularity will come back, take the opportunity to take a break and start again. An Jinpeng himself is in a good mood, and he can't bear to worry about looking at the beauty.
Yun Lei nodded, "Yes, don't just talk about me, I heard that you defeated Luo Yu and won the ecological garden project with Fang's enterprise, congratulations." β
"How do you know it's only determined in the morning. An Jinpeng was a little stunned.
Yun Lei said with a smile: "I'm a star, and the news in the entertainment industry has always been the most well-informed, not to mention such a big project, I heard that Luo Dashao was determined to win it before, but this time he was disgraced, and the news naturally spread faster than the wind." β
An Jinpeng couldn't help but feel a little proud again, but he still said modestly: "There are still a few days before the official signing is signed, and it is not certain." β
"Fang Lao made a decision in front of so many people, and he couldn't speak. Yun Lei complimented, "Then the seventieth birthday of the old Tianfang, you must be attending."
An Jinpeng said of course
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"Of course, Fang An's two families are world friends, even if there is no cooperation, my junior will also attend his old man's birthday banquet." β
Yun Lei seemed to have some words that were difficult to speak, and after biting her red and Yanyan's lips, she said: "Jin Peng, there is something I want to ask you, but I am a little embarrassed, don't get me wrong, I just, just"
"Yun Lei, we are also old friends, just say anything, I dare not say that I will definitely do it, but as long as I can help, I will help. An Jinpeng has never refused the request of a beautiful woman, let alone Yun Lei, the goddess in her mind.
Yun Lei then said: " Okay, I said it, but if you feel embarrassed, don't agree that it's like this, because the box office of the last few dramas is not very good, so my career is a little blocked, plus Luo Yu, the entertainment industry has always been high and low, I must show up more in this industry, the worse the situation, the more I can't show the decline, the more I have to appear on various high-level occasions, Fang Lao is a celebrity in the magic capital, his birthday banquet must be in the limelight, if you are not embarrassed, can you take me to attend, I'm sorry, I know my requirements are a bit excessive, if you are embarrassed, you didn't say itγ β
"How can I be embarrassed to be accompanied by a big star like Yunlei, it is my honor, I can't ask for it, how can I be embarrassed" An Jinpeng didn't think about it, he agreed, originally many of this kind of banquet also invited actresses to attend, there was nothing inconvenient.
"Thank you so much, Jin Peng, you are such a good person, how did you help me when I treated you so well before, you don't know what to say. Yun Lei's face was full of gratitude, and she looked at An Jinpeng with affection.
Here Lan Fei returned home and went to see Pan Lin for the first time.
Pan Lin has been cultivating in the secret room during this time, but when he heard Lan Fei's footsteps, he immediately opened his eyes and said happily: "Xiaolan, you are here, why are you so late?"
Lan Fei put down the antiques in his hand, placed them in a good position, and then looked at the progress of Pan Lin's cultivation, and then said: "I had dinner with An Jinpeng today, and there was something wrong with the school after that, so I came back late, but I bought something like this when I passed through the antique street, it should help you." β
Pan Lin's smile suddenly decreased a little, and his voice was a little muffled, "An Jinpeng, you also went to see him yesterday, Xiaolan, why have you met him so often lately, how is that prodigal son worth it for you to waste so much time and psychology to socialize"
Lan Fei put away a few antiques that had lost his aura, and said: "I want to use him to break into the upper class society of the magic capital, so that there will be more opportunities, you know, many good things are collected by these rich people, not to mention that sometimes they say a word, which is much more useful than our real money spent, just the white porcelain vase last time, to be able to know one or two big people, say a word, more effective than anything." β
This world is all about interpersonal relationships, connections, and everything you do is much more effective.
Pan Lin naturally understood the reason, but he was still worried, "Xiaolan, what you said is good, but these rich people are all human spirits, and they will not let people take advantage of them in vain, and it is easy to get into trouble if they are not careful, just like that Qiu Hong's father and son, who helped them, but they were ungrateful." β
"So this time I'm not going to do this kind of inexplicable feng shui luck business again, I'm going to make money and buy everything I need. "Lan Fei interface, they are rich, buying and selling real estate, speculating in stocks, doing projects, etc., they can make a lot of money as soon as they change hands, and they don't have to take so much risk to consume their own aura, so I decided to start from this aspect." 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or the publishing house.