Huayu 2005: Chat groups are full of real celebrities

Chapter 10 The escort bill falls from the sky.

Jiang Bei patted his chest, looking completely matter-of-fact.

"Of course it's me, number seven."

Liu Yifei: "..."

Zhu Yiwen: "..."

The air was silent for two seconds.

The next moment, Liu Yifei grabbed a sofa cushion and threw it directly at the target.

"Keep dreaming!"

Why didn't you take it all?

Jiangbei caught the pillow and chuckled.

"That's not necessarily a bad thing."

"I'm mainly worried you'll feel embarrassed."

Liu Yifei was so angry that she ground her teeth.

Where does this guy get his confidence from?

You've only known each other for less than an hour, and you're already planning an entertainment empire?

She rolled her eyes.

"Seriously."

Jiangbei also dropped his playful grin and held up five fingers.

"Five hundred thousand."

"You provide the funding and resources, and then you take the lead role."

"I provide the script, music, and production."

"The shares are split 50/50."

"Let's get rich together in the future."

Zhu Yiwen's lips twitched: "Five hundred thousand?"

"Why don't you just rob it?"

Jiang Bei nodded seriously.

"Nothing makes money faster than starting a business."

"This is an investment."

"It will increase at least ten thousand times in the future."

The private room fell silent once again.

Zhu Yiwen silently looked at Liu Yifei.

Liu Yifei silently looked at Zhu Yiwen.

The same thought popped into their minds at the same time.

This thing...

Has he really gone mad?

Jiangbei, however, was completely unaware of this.

Why are you looking at me?

"I am from the future."

Trust me.

Zhu Yiwen finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"Hahahahaha—"

He burst out laughing and collapsed onto the sofa.

Liu Yifei covered her mouth and laughed non-stop, her shoulders shaking, revealing her two little teeth.

She laughed for a long time before stopping and straightening her face again.

Two hundred thousand.

"All the songs in the script are enhanced."

"Let's talk if we can."

"If we can't talk, then let's not."

Jiang Bei's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"Two hundred thousand?"

"Young lady, are you haggling or robbing me?"

Liu Yifei blinked.

"It's your fault for always being such a spoilsport, bringing up money at the worst possible time!"

One sentence left Jiangbei speechless.

Zhu Yiwen, who was standing next to him, was almost laughing so hard he was choking.

Jiang Bei clutched his chest, looking pained.

"We lost money."

"We've suffered a huge loss."

"With that one cut, I feel like I've lost half a lifetime's worth of money."

He spoke exaggeratedly, but he knew in his heart that what he lacked most right now was not money.

Rather, it's a ticket to enter the entertainment industry.

The little fairy with the freckles in front of me is the thickest thigh.

If you hold on tight, you'll avoid taking a detour for ten years.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth.

"OK!"

"Consider this my pledge of loyalty!"

Liu Yifei's lips curled up slightly.

She knew it; this guy was all talk and no action, but he'd actually been tempted for a while.

But the next second, Jiangbei added:

"but!"

"The copyright fee for 'The Brightest Star in the Night Sky' will be calculated separately!"

There was no other way; his account was almost empty, and he was counting on this wave of recovery.

Liu Yifei's smile froze instantly, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes at him again.

"miser."

He complained outwardly, but couldn't help but admire her inwardly.

This guy is poor, and although he's talkative, all he ever talks about is money.

But he always gets to the heart of the matter.

That academic analysis just now completely enlightened her.

My mother's network of contacts is a resource.

Fathers' networks are a resource.

But aren't the teachers, senior students, and fellow students at the Beijing Film Academy also resources?

The Beijing Film Academy emphasizes the passing down of knowledge and skills.

That was never just empty talk.

She herself, the junior sister of the sect, was guarding a treasure trove, yet she had never discovered it.

With that thought in mind, she gently twisted the mineral water bottle, having already made a decision in her heart.

I must cherish and nurture my relationships with my teachers, senior students, and fellow students in the future.

But this guy in front of me has an exceptionally deep understanding of the ins and outs of this industry.

Perhaps, in the future, I can use him to further strengthen my connection with the academic community.

Thinking of this, her gaze towards Jiangbei softened slightly.

After a moment of silence, she raised her head again, revealing a faint smile to Jiang Bei, her teeth barely visible.

Three days later.

I'll give you an answer.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Bei breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as you haven't refused, there's still a chance.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhu Yiwen, who was drinking water next to him.

"Brother Yiwen".

"Would you be interested in investing in a share?"

"Fifty thousand per point."

"If you don't buy it now, you won't be able to afford it later."

Zhu Yiwen suddenly spat out the mineral water in his mouth.

"roll!"

"I don't believe you for a second!"

After saying that, he didn't forget to add:

"When your company goes public, remember to reserve a toilet-cleaning position for me!"

The private room erupted in laughter.

After a brief chat, Liu Yifei looked up at the clock on the wall and said softly with a hint of apology:

"We have to go back to school."

For some reason, she felt a faint sense of reluctance.

This guy in front of me is even more talkative in real life than he is in the group chat.

What are terms like "loser," "spectator," "passerby," "celebrity whose career has collapsed," and "socially embarrassing scene"?

New words are popping up everywhere.

It sounds strangely vivid, and it's also incredibly evocative.

Coupled with the song "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky," she felt even more strongly that although this person was a bit poor and a bit glib, he was truly talented.

Jiangbei was also in a good mood.

This is Liu Tianxian (Liu Yifei).

In later generations, such a person would require the entire leadership team of the station to mobilize even for a rare public appearance.

Not long after I transmigrated here, I found myself sitting in a private room drinking and chatting with the original person.

No one would believe it if I told them.

The two exchanged phone numbers and agreed to start practicing singing the next day.

Then, Liu Yifei pressed the call button, preparing to sign the bill and leave.

A moment later, the hostess, Sasha, came in with the bill.

Liu Yifei glanced down at it.

The next second, he froze.

Karaoke service.

Four.

The expenditure was 20,000 yuan.

She blinked, then looked down again to make sure she wasn't mistaken.

The air suddenly became quiet.

A few seconds later, she slowly raised her head and looked at Jiangbei, her eyes becoming increasingly strange.

Then I looked at the bill.

Let's take a look at Jiangbei.

Finally, my gaze fell on the "Four Accompaniment Singers" section.

Her pretty face flushed slightly.

She pursed her lips and muttered something under her breath:

"No wonder they chose a paradise on earth..."

Jiangbei: "???"

No, what are you imagining?

Before he could explain, Liu Yifei had already turned to look at Sasha.

"What's going on?"

Sasha blinked, looking completely innocent, and promptly shifted the blame:

"This gentleman ordered it."

"And they ordered four people at once."

In short, the private room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Liu Yifei slowly turned her head, and a hint of murderous intent had already appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Jiang Bei's scalp tingled instantly, and cold sweat poured down his face.

He quickly waved his hand:

"Misunderstand!"

"It's all a misunderstanding!"

"I'm doing this for my personal safety!"

"I originally wanted to order security guards!"

Liu Yifei rolled her eyes at him, her gaze clearly conveying five words:

I don't believe you for a second.

She took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and said, word by word:

"This money."

"I won't go out."

"Deduct it from your copyright fees."

After saying that, he quickly signed his name and slammed the form on the table.

Mr. Jiang.

"Enjoy it slowly."

She turned and walked away, her high heels clicking loudly, clearly very angry.

Zhu Yiwen was so suppressing his laughter that his shoulders were shaking. Just before leaving, he stopped and turned back to Jiang Bei, holding up four fingers.

He looked on with admiration.

"Sixth Brother."

"From now on, the group name doesn't need to be 'Old Six 2026' anymore."

"Let's change the name."

Jiangbei was taken aback:

"Change what?"

Zhu Yiwen chuckled mischievously.

"Let's call him—KTV God of War."

After saying that, he couldn't hold back any longer and chased after her, laughing loudly.

The door slammed shut, and the private room finally returned to silence.

Jiang Bei slumped on the sofa, looking utterly hopeless.

"It's over."