Superstars start from the Academy of Film and Television

Chapter 50 Invisible Rich Second Generation?
In the evening, when Han Xiao and Dong Jie heard that Han Fei had gone to Li Yanan's house for a meal, they decided not to start a fire at home, and directly booked a table outside.

However, Han Fei always felt that this scene was a bit weird, like the scene where two parents met for the first time after a successful blind date. Could it be that he was hallucinating?
As soon as the food was served, Dong Jie grabbed Han Fei by one ear and began to scold him: "You brat, you're so lazy, there's nothing in the refrigerator, and you have the nerve to lick your face to rub it with your empty hands." meal."

Lu Peiling patted Dong Jie's hand: "Look at what you said, do you still think I'm a best friend? What's wrong with Xiaofei coming to our house for a meal? He still called me godmother when he was a child."

Li Weiguo also persuaded: "It's Dong Jie, you are far away now, just based on my relationship with Lao Han, Xiao Fei is my half son, besides, your family Xiao Fei is not in vain, so bring me I just painted a picture, good guy, it looks like a professional painter's handwriting, and I will find someone to frame it and hang it in the office in two days, so that others can see it. We are also cultural people."

"Haha~~~"

Han Xiao winked at Han Fei, meaning: Yes, boy, you are quite a man.

Han Fei replied: That must be done.

It was a rare opportunity to get together for a drink. Han Xiao and Li Weiguo quickly exchanged drinks, and Dong Jie and Lu Peiling also started chatting about cosmetics and workplace gossip.

Han Fei hadn't finished his lunch at noon, and he wasn't very hungry, so he chatted with Li Yanan when he was free.

"Hey, is your Tsingtao tight? Is it full of unsmiling academic masters? Yes, it's your expression." Han Fei imitated Li Yanan's serious look.

Li Yanan couldn't help laughing out loud, and gave Han Fei an angry look: "What are you talking about, Tsinghua University has a rich after-school life, there are various foreign language salons, and debate competitions, and I even participate in volunteer work with my roommate activity."

Well, Xueba's extracurricular life is so simple and unpretentious, Han Fei said that it really can't be compared.

"Hey, Shen Weiwei is back, have you heard?" Li Yanan suddenly said softly.

Han Fei was stunned for a moment, then shrugged again: "That's unfortunate, I'm going to Yangcheng tomorrow, and I won't be back until Chinese New Year."

Suddenly the dining table fell silent, and Dong Jie asked suspiciously, "Yangcheng? What are you doing there?"

Han Fei sighed for a while: "Hey, as a senior, I am going to make a documentary. There are not enough people, so I was arrested as a young man."

"Documentary? It seems very advanced." Lu Peiling and Li Weiguo didn't know much about it, so they just didn't understand it anyway.

"Uh, where's the money?" Dong Jie stretched out her hand.

Han Fei was stunned: "Money? What money?"

"I don't know about you, kid. If you don't have any money, you can't get up early. If you don't have money, will you help for nothing?" Dong Jie said that she knew her son, Mo Ruomu, and at the same time, she hurriedly handed over to the treasury while her son was not yet an adult. .

Han Fei stared: "Mom, what are you talking about? Am I the kind of person who cares about money?"

"Yes." Dong Jie said firmly.

Han Fei had the urge to cry, if he really did, that's fine. The key is that Jia Yougan didn't take out anything except reimbursement for the round-trip fare. Han Fei felt so wronged.

"Really, can you stop looking at people with old eyes? I really dedicated my life to art this time, and it's for nothing."

"Really not?"

Han Fei was so wronged that he almost knelt down and kowtowed to his mother. At this time, should there be heavy snow falling outside to prove his innocence?

Having nothing to say all night, Han Fei fell asleep when he got home, and was preparing to catch his flight early the next morning. Han Xiao woke up early and drove Han Fei to the airport.

"Hey, brat, be careful when you go out. There is no heating in Yangcheng. Your mother specially stuffed a pair of cotton shoes into your backpack for fear that you would be cold. Remember to wear them when it gets cold." Han Xiao instructed.

Han Fei nodded: "Got it, you don't make my mother angry, you are so big that you can't even coax your younger sister."

"Get out, brat, if I don't know how to coax girls, where did you come from?" Han Xiao's nose was crooked.

As soon as he got off the plane, a gust of cold wind hit, and Han Fei suddenly had a sense of "I am a wolf from the north, but I was frozen into a dog in the south", so he quickly took out the down jacket from his backpack and put it on.

At the passenger exit of the airport, Han Fei saw Xie Buchen who was also wearing a heavy down jacket at a glance. This guy was also wearing sunglasses so pretentiously that he looked nondescript.

"You're already [swollen] like a bear, why are you pretending to be cool?" Han Fei hammered Xie Buchen's shoulder and asked again: "Where is Jia You doing that? Don't tell me he hasn't come yet?"

Xie Buchen shrugged: "As you expected."

When he came to the underground parking lot, Han Fei patted Xie Buchen's car: "You were once a popular traffic niche after all, so you just drive such a broken car, isn't it disrespectful?"

Xie Buchen rolled his eyes: "Do you know what it means that a hairless phoenix is ​​not as good as a chicken? You think you don't need money to sue the entertainment company? You don't need to pay compensation if the endorsement breaks the contract? It would be nice if you can leave me a car to drive."

Han Fei thought about it. He opened the trunk and put the luggage in. As soon as he opened the door of the back seat, Xie Buchen said angrily: "Sit in the front, do you really think I'm the driver?"

"Smelly problem." Han Fei rolled his eyes and sat on the co-pilot.

The car drove all the way to downtown Yangcheng, and when it came to a parking lot in a garden area, Han Fei clicked his tongue: "You kid, just cry poor, this place is at least [-] square meters, right?"

Xie Buchen ignored him, and took the lead into the elevator. The elevator went up all the way, and with a jingle, Xie Buchen took out the key.

"Hey, don't tell me, this is what you earned from your debut? Didn't you say that the brokerage company squeezes contracts for trainees?" Han Fei thought it was an ordinary mansion at first, but found out after entering Happy Slippers. What the hell is a large duplex, in terms of area, at least 350 square meters, such a house is worth at least 2000 million.

Xie Buchen took out a can of Coke from the locker and threw it to Han Fei: "If you think too much, the three melons and two dates I earn are not enough to buy a toilet. My dad bought it with investment and I haven't sold it yet." , I will come to live for a while when I am on vacation."

"I can't tell, you are still a rich second generation." Han Fei was amazed.

Xie Buchen fell down on the sofa and stretched: "It's good to know, and be more polite to me in the future."

"Hey, if I give you some color, you will open a dyeing workshop. You want to show off with your buddies. Let's talk about when you inherit your father's inheritance." Han Fei scolded with a smile.

"No, I don't understand. You rich second generations, what do you mean by working so hard to get into the entertainment industry? Isn't it good to go home and inherit billions of dollars?" Han Fei asked.

Xie Buchen smiled: "Don't you think that one day I can't get along in the circle, and then I announce that I will go back and inherit hundreds of millions of property, so that's enough to pretend?"

"." Han Fei suddenly felt that the Coke in his hand was no longer sweet.

(End of this chapter)