Chapter 4

"Oh my, Sister Yang, such a small matter actually disturbed you..."

Sister Yang's expression was a bit unpleasant.

Today was actually just a proper birthday party; the male models Old Zhou brought were just there to set the atmosphere, just to drink a bit together.

It was what is commonly known as "finding some friends to hang out with."

It wasn't like anything messy was going on; being photographed wouldn't have been a big deal, not to mention she was someone behind the scenes.

But as someone in the entertainment industry, she was very sensitive to these kinds of things.

Sister Yang didn't have any artists under her right now, but if her artists dared to do this while socializing outside, she would probably want to kill them.

He didn't know what exactly Sister Yang said to Old Zhou, but Bai Liang and Huang Jingyu certainly didn't deserve to hear it.

The two of them acted as security guards outside an empty room.

When the two of them came out, Old Zhou had a lot of sweat on his forehead, but his overall expression was still relaxed.

As for that Sister Yang, she gave Bai Liang and the other a smile, "You two are quite clever, but the guy who took action was a bit impulsive. Did Little Zhou brag to you that I was going to sign artists?"

The handsome men shook their heads~

No.

"Sister Yang, if you don't speak, how would I dare to talk nonsense? But these two are indeed the cleverest among the models under my hand, and they have the best conditions. The key is that their background is very clean."

At this time, even if Old Zhou complained in his heart that Bai Liang had a fast mouth, he still praised them both.

Sister Yang looked at Bai Liang and Huang Jingyu seriously, then nodded with satisfaction, "Can't deny it, you two do have the best conditions, but I'm resting recently and not taking on any artists for the time being..."

That's what she said, but Sister Yang still gave them her business card in the end.

This was pretty much all the harvest the brothers had for tonight.

Huang Jingyu held that business card, his mind racing, and for a moment he didn't know what to do.

At times like this, he subconsciously cast his gaze toward the "unreliable" Bai Liang.

"Go back and eat the fruit platter?" Bai Liang issued another invitation.

Damn you...

Huang Jingyu helplessly supported his forehead; someone as immature as himself seemed so mature and reliable in front of this guy.

"Sure, I guess."

For the next two hours, the music continued and the dancing went on; no one paid much attention to the fact that one person was missing from the room.

Bai Liang and Huang Jingyu didn't do anything outstanding either; they basically spent the whole night fighting with the fruit platter.

When it ended, they received their income for the night, eight hundred yuan each.

Adding the two thousand five hundred yuan of hush money each, the two of them made six thousand six hundred yuan combined for the night.

The number was too auspicious! Must celebrate!

So, with no work the next day, they went to Haidilao again.

Halfway through the meal, Huang Jingyu did some psychological preparation and then said: "I'm going to Beijing for an audition next week."

"Oh~"

Bai Liang, who was fighting with the beef, scooped up two more slices while he was talking, then finished them quickly.

"I didn't tell you before... forget it, why am I explaining this!" Huang Jingyu patted his forehead, "What do you think? Do you want to contact that Sister Yang and try the entertainment industry?"

Bai Liang confirmed that the plate of beef had been completely wiped out, then looked up and said naturally: "I contacted her, she recommended a film crew to me."

"Huh? When did you contact her?"

Huang Jingyu, who had just felt a bit of inexplicable guilt, instantly perked up. Damn it, you actually jumped the gun?

Bai Liang took out his phone and looked, "Just this noon. When I was in the bathroom, you were fiddling with the router and cut off the Wi-Fi. I couldn't play on my phone, so I called her and asked. She said she would recommend a small role for me to try out."

"You talked to her about this while you were in the bathroom?" Huang Jingyu thought it was damn ridiculous.

"It's not like there was no internet."

"Your phone doesn't have data?"

"Data limit exceeded, speed throttled, couldn't even load pictures."

Very reasonable; anyway, Huang Jingyu couldn't find any fault with it, feeling he could only blame China Mobile.

Why did they have to throttle his speed?

"Then how did you talk to her?" Huang Jingyu pulled his chair, unable to resist his curiosity.

"Just said it directly. I asked her if there was any work; we've been short on work recently, right?"

"And then she agreed to recommend a film crew to you?"

"Yeah."

So strange!

The matter, coming from Bai Liang's mouth, seemed to have reasons and evidence, and it also fit the cause and effect.

But Huang Jingyu had been a charcoal burner at a barbecue shop, a radio station phone editor, a waiter, a factory apprentice... he could be considered to have been beaten by society.

It was hard to imagine things could be so natural.

From the plot of catching the secret photography last night to now, combined with Bai Liang's calm attitude, it inexplicably gave him a very strange feeling.

As if the opportunity to act was, in his view, probably about the same as a print model job.

At the same time, he couldn't help but ponder... that Sister Yang, could it be that she had taken a liking to this "little fresh meat" Bai Liang?

He had also received her business card, but didn't dare to really call her, what if she was just being polite?

Wandering between conspiracy theories and overthinking, Huang Jingyu still couldn't figure anything out.

At this time, the beef, duck throat, and tripe were about to be eaten up by Bai Liang.

"Damn! Leave some for me!"

After eating the steaming hot pot, it seemed everything cooled down quickly.

Shouldering their bags.

At the entrance of the residential complex, two tall, handsome men standing there were really quite eye-catching.

Bai Liang was going to Hengdian, and Huang Jingyu was going to Beijing.

One south, one north.

This scene truly had a bit of the melancholy of "life has many diverging paths, you head to Xiaoxiang and I head to Qin."

However, one of them was a tough guy from the Northeast, and the other was a carefree capybara; they really didn't have that much sentimental feeling.

"I'm off~"

Huang Jingyu waved his hand and turned to walk toward a brand-new future.

And Bai Liang stood in the sun for more than a minute because he always felt he had forgotten something.

Until he checked his phone and saw he had a package he hadn't picked up, he hurried to the courier station.

Two cans of protein powder.

One of the cans was to be returned to Huang Jingyu.

Fortunately, an hour later, the two of them met again at the train station.

He said, fate...

"I mean, we both have to take the train, why did we have to leave separately?" Huang Jingyu said, slightly doubting life.

Bai Liang shrugged, palms up: "I thought you were taking a plane."

Confirmed by the look in their eyes, both were poor people who couldn't afford a plane.

In fact, Bai Liang was clearly poorer; he bought a ticket for a green-skin train, unlike the other guy who bought a high-speed rail ticket.

After staring at each other, Huang Jingyu took a can of protein powder from Bai Liang, looking disgusted.

His bag and suitcase were already damn full; where could he put a can of protein powder?

He could only hold it in his hands like Bai Liang...

The originally cool and handsome style instantly added a bit of rustic flavor, as if he had been kicked back to his hometown in the Northeast from Shanghai all of a sudden.

Before he could complain, Bai Liang waved his hand coolly and turned to leave.

Swiped his ID card to enter the station.

Leaving Huang Jingyu there baring his teeth. Damn it, does this kid time his schedule so tightly? Just arrived and already swiping to enter?

Someone like him who was afraid of missing things and came an hour early looked like a sucker.

Bai Liang, this person, feels like everything he does is... smooth to the point of being evil!