Chapter 51: The Olive Branch

In the afternoon, the shooting site.

Today's shooting style is rough.

Yes, vulgarity is elegance, Zhang Yang is wearing a ragged shirt, covering his chest muscles and eight-pack abs, his arms are stained with dust, and he is carrying a hoe to dig in the ground.

The whole person's outfit is a long-term worker in the old society.

"I thought it would be okay to stand still and pat at it, but I didn't expect to have to work." Zhang Yang wiped his face with his dusty hands, and suddenly his face turned black. "Damn, it's a big loss!"

At this moment, his appearance matched the muscles all over his body, not only did not reduce points, but added a little more male hormones.

Behind the camera, a group of married female staff members were watching the shooting scene, and their expressions were somewhat excited and excited.

"No wonder the young grandmother in the old society will be with the long-term worker."

"Question Tian Xiao'e, understand Tian Xiao'e, become Tian Xiao'e, and surpass Tian Xiao'e!"

"The male protagonist of rough Chinese literature has a face from now on!"

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Erin was wearing a tan suit and sunglasses and stood with her arms crossed.

The laughter of the group of married young women in my ears gradually became perverted.

Finally, she couldn't help but glance around, and the surroundings were suddenly clear.

It's good to be pure, I'll see it by myself.

Erin pressed down her sunglasses and looked at the tall figure not far away, glad for her eyes this time.

"Haven't you finished filming?" Zhang Yang waved his hoe in the field, scolding in his heart.

I never dreamed that a fashion magazine and weekly would not take the usual path, and it would have to dig out this kind of rough style, and the audience would have changed, right?

"Good!" There was a stop in the distance, and Zhang Yang directly threw the hoe in his hand and left the camera.

As soon as I walked down, the staff handed me mineral water.

Zhang Yang took a big gulp, and was thinking about taking the money and leaving early, when there was a sound of footsteps in his ears.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be Irene, the director of ISA Fashion Weekly.

"Zhang Yang? Are you interested in signing with ISA and becoming our long-term model? Erin looked at Zhang Yang with interest.

"Not at the moment." Zhang Yang shook his head without the slightest hesitation.

When you work part-time to complete tasks, forget it, do you really plan to come to the real thing?

"You don't want to sign with us at ISA Fashion?" Erin suddenly asked with a surprised face, "I remember you haven't signed with any modeling agency, right?" ”

"No, I'm not here, I'm just making a temporary transition." Zhang Yang explained. "That, I'm going to do this this time..."

He hesitated, just about to make a finger rubbing motion.

"Oh, you said the pay?" Erin suddenly understood, and beckoned the financial staff to arrange the payment.

This is said in advance, on-site settlement.

"It's a shame." She watched Zhang Yang receive the payment, and left without hesitation at all, feeling a little regretful in her heart.

Such a good talent, if it is developed, will definitely have a bright future in the fashion industry.

It's a pity that this ambition is not here.

After getting the money, Zhang Yang went straight out of the filming location.

As a part-time worker, he pays attention to a short and fast, and also pays attention to a multi-line development, except for being a graphic model, he doesn't plan to waste other time.

turned on his mobile phone, and he registered a substitute driving number again, ready to run a substitute driver at night.

As a substitute driver, if you are lucky, it is not a problem to earn a few hundred a night, plus you can find other part-time jobs by yourself, and the part-time income of 10,000 yuan will be done quickly.

That night, into the night.

With a daily income of 50,000 yuan, Zhang Yang, who has 5 million Bentleys and 700,000 watches, changed into a substitute driving uniform and made a temporary cameo appearance as a substitute driver.

In front of the hotel where the banquet ended, there was the world of the driving brothers.

Zhang Yang went unusually well tonight, taking several large orders, and the customer he just received seemed to have just finished delivering the customer, and his face was flushed.

By the way, coincidentally, the destination of this single is also Ruijie Apartment, which is where he lives now.

"Little brother, I'm sorry for you." The man who called the substitute driver was about thirty years old, well-dressed, and his expression still had the excitement of successfully winning an order, he handed the BMW car key in hand to Zhang Yang, and sat in the back of the car.

Zhang Yang took the key, got into the car skillfully, and started the car.

The man in the back row was drunk, looking at the drunken gold fans in the magic capital outside the window, recalling the struggle in the magic capital over the years, he was quite emotional and high-spirited.

"Little brother, how many years have you been in the magic capital?" He was bored chatting with Zhang Yang.

"Two or three years, right?" Zhang Yang was fine, chatting with him.

"It's been two or three years, and I've been alone in the magic capital, far away from home, and have no relatives." The man sighed, "It's not easy for us to work as workers in the magic capital!" ”

"You think you should have spelled it out, right?" Zhang Yang glanced at the well-dressed man in the back seat through the rearview mirror and said with a smile.

"Hey, that's what I'm saying, no matter how good I mix, I'm just a worker, but it's much better than it was at the beginning." The man said modestly, but his expression still couldn't hide the slight complacency.

"I envy you." Zhang Yang complimented casually.

"Little brother, you can too, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people to be poor! We are still young, and the possibilities are endless! The man encouraged.

"Lend you good words." Zhang Yang responded with a smile.

BMW galloped all the way back to Ruijie Serviced Apartment.

Zhang Yang was naturally familiar with his residence, and he couldn't be more familiar with it, so he skillfully drove into the underground garage.

"Yes, yes, help me park the parking space in front of me, on the side of the elevator." The man in the back row commanded Zhang Yang and reversed the car into the parking space.

"Alright." Zhang Yanglisuo parked the car and turned off the fire.

"Little brother's driving skills are good, and I will give you a five-star praise when I turn around." The man drank too much, and when he looked at Zhang Yang in front of him, he seemed to see himself several years ago.

"Come on, I wish you a promising future year... Uh, this is your Bentley? ”

The man was halfway through his words, when he suddenly stammered and froze in place.

A few steps away, the substitute driver was leaning on the Bentley Continental GT in a chic manner, his helmet was just casually placed on the roof of the car, and he was casually drinking the water he took out of the Bentley.

The uninhibited black hair, the calm look, the dazzling blue elegance and luxury of the Bentley.

"Do you want a bottle?" Zhang Yang casually took another bottle of water from the car and threw it to the guest.

The man's face was hot, he took the water with both hands, and at the moment he just smiled and thanked him with a dry smile.

Sure enough, you still can't drink too much wine, and if you drink too much, you will talk big,

"Let's go." Zhang Yang drank the water, put on his helmet, closed the trunk with his hand, and sat on his own folding small electric car in a chic manner. "Make another order, and strive to earn enough to earn 500 to call it a day!"

Riding on the folding small electric car, Zhang Yang looked at the new orders, and hurried to the next stop happily.

In front of the Peninsula Hotel, a cocktail party in the fashion circle has just ended.

Zhang Yang was on the phone as he prepared to meet with the guest.

"Arrived? Then you wait for me at the bottom of the steps at the gate. ”

The one on the other end of the phone was a slightly drunk female voice, with a hint of familiarity in her laziness.