The Godfather of Chinese Entertainment's Little Flowers

A few days later, Han Luo flew to Shanghai to sign a contract at the headquarters of Tangren Media.

He doesn't have an assistant yet, and of course he doesn't have the money to hire one, so he handles all these things himself.

The fee is 15,000 yuan per episode, and there are 20 episodes in total, totaling 300,000 yuan. One-third will be paid upfront.

The pay was higher than Han Luo had expected, and he was very satisfied. Of course, as a newcomer, he didn't have much right to negotiate.

After earning his first pot of gold, Han Luo sent 20,000 yuan home, which was supposed to be a good thing, but it gave his elderly mother a fright.

Her son was doing well at school when he suddenly sent a large sum of money home, and she called him immediately.

It took a lot of persuasion from Han Luo to convince his elderly mother that he had gone to act!

I didn't gamble, I didn't cheat, and I certainly didn't go into business...

Yes!

Han Luo is not an orphan! His parents are alive and well, and three generations live together!

The parents run a restaurant in the county town, and their income is decent, placing them at a comfortable middle-class level.

Han Luo used the remaining pay to have a good time in Shanghai for a few days.

In his past life, he was either working like a slave on film sets or busy filming short dramas, and he had no time to enjoy life at all.

Having been given a second chance at life, he also hopes to achieve financial freedom as soon as possible and retire early!

Time flies, and a few days have passed.

Han Luo flew with the film crew to the Central Plains Film and Television City in Zhengzhou, Henan Province.

He ran into Yao when he checked in at the hotel front desk.

She didn't know what she was looking at, but when Han Luo greeted her from behind, she was startled and hurriedly put her phone away.

He looked like he had a guilty conscience.

"Hi senior, what a coincidence!"

As an insider at Tangren Media, she already knew about Han Luo's successful audition.

"Yeah, I noticed you weren't with the crew?"

"Yeah, I took the opportunity to go home and stay for two days."

"I see..." Han Luo waved the room key in his hand. "Which floor are you on?"

"8506!"

"What a coincidence, I'm above you, 8606!"

Chen Yao seemed to have thought of something, and her pretty face immediately turned red with embarrassment!

However, due to the lighting, Han Luo couldn't see clearly that he was very gentlemanly helping her push her suitcase.

"Your suitcase is really big!"

This wasn't Han Luo exaggerating; the box, which was half a person's height, was the largest he had ever seen in real life.

Chen Yao followed closely beside him, looking like a timid young wife at first glance.

"My parents were worried about me being alone out there, so they packed a lot of things. Oh, and I also brought some local specialty 'spicy rabbit heads,' would you like to try some, senior?"

Han Luo remembered that Yao Meizi seemed to be from Sichuan Province.

"Great! I've never had authentic spicy rabbit head before."

As they spoke, the two entered the elevator.

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, several men suddenly rushed in, who looked like other crew members.

The two were immediately squeezed into a corner.

Suddenly, a strange phenomenon occurred: a long spear-like object shot straight at Yao Meizi's pretty face.

Just as she was about to dodge, a long, slender arm appeared in front of her and grabbed the gun barrel.

"Keep an eye out, there are still people here!"

Han Luo's voice wasn't loud, but the anger in it was obvious.

The man turned his head, glanced at Han Luo, and was immediately startled by his gaze. He swallowed hard and apologized repeatedly, "Sorry, I wasn't paying attention!"

"Be careful next time, this thing is dangerous."

"Thanks for reminding me."

Han Luo hadn't expected to encounter something like this, so he simply took half a step forward.

He braced his palms against the elevator wall, with half of his body blocking Yao Meizi's way.

Chen Yao hid in the safe triangle area, her heart pounding.

Looking at Han Luo's cold jawline, she couldn't resist taking out her phone and snapping a series of photos!

This time, she's not going to post it in the group chat!

She wants to eat it all by herself!

The elevator arrived quickly.

Chen Yao said sincerely, "Thank you so much, senior!"

Han Luo laughed and said, "It's okay. Next time you see people carrying props, just stay away from them. It would be a shame to scratch such a pretty face!"

Chen Yao nodded, smiling sweetly, "Okay, senior, see you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow!"

Swipe your card and enter the room.

After quickly packing his things, Han Luo took a shower.

As I was leaving, I received a video call from Meng Ziyi.

Sister Meng on the other end of the phone seemed to have just finished showering, her cheeks were flushed.

She seemed to be wearing only a pink silk nightgown; with the slightest movement, her fair collarbone and even her snow-white cleavage could be seen.

"Are we at the movie theater?"

"Yeah, we just arrived tonight!"

"Did you miss me?"

"It's alright, a little bit."

"Huh? Only a little? I miss you so much!"

"Alright, then I'll reluctantly miss you a little more."

"Hehe, that's more like it. I'm telling you, another one opened near the school..."

Mencius happily shared his daily trivialities with Han Luo.

After that night, the two seemed to reach a tacit understanding and neither mentioned their relationship with the other again.

It's unclear whether Sister Meng tacitly acknowledged that the two were a couple, or whether she was pretending not to know anything.

Anyway, Han Luo was quite enjoying the current situation.

Meng Ziyi was speaking eloquently when he suddenly noticed that Han Luo on the other side of the screen had stopped moving.

"Senior? What are you doing?"

Han Luo stared intently, then blurted out the truth, "Stop messing around, I'm looking at your legs!"

"What?"

Meng Ziyi then noticed that the position of her phone allowed her to see half of her calf that had slipped out of her pajama bottoms, and her pretty face immediately turned red with embarrassment.

"Senior!"

Let me see!

"no!!"

"Just one glance!"

Mencius bit his lip, caught in a dilemma.

The senior is a normal guy, it's perfectly normal for him to like looking at legs!

And the senior must like me to want to see my legs, otherwise why wouldn't he look at other people's legs?

Yes! That's right! That must be it.

"Then... just one glance!"

"Mmm, just one glance."

Meng Ziyi's face turned bright red, and he reached out and slowly pulled up one of his trouser legs.

A pair of fair and tender legs, as white as lotus roots and slender and well-proportioned, slowly appeared before his eyes.

Her jade-like feet were so small they could be held in one hand, and her five toes were round, smooth, and pink.

Han Luo's old habit kicked in, and he subconsciously swallowed.

After a moment, Meng Ziyi finally couldn't hold back any longer. Her face flushed, she whispered, "Senior, are you done yet?"

Han Luotian shamelessly asked, "Do you usually wear stockings?"

Sister Meng: "Huh??"

After hanging up the phone, it was already 11 p.m., and Han Luo felt stiff all over!

I was just about to take a cold shower when a message from Jin Chen popped up on my phone.

"Room number!"

"8606!"

"Wait for me, I'll be there in ten minutes!"

Jin Chen was very punctual; the door opened as soon as she knocked.

As soon as she entered, she threw herself into Han Luo's arms, looked up, and said with a beaming smile:

Congratulations! You passed the interview!

Han Luo wrapped his arms around her slender waist and said gently:

"Then I must thank Sister Chen for her help!"

"How should I thank you?"

Han Luo leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Of course, ruthless! Ruthless! Thank you!"

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