Chen Zhao slept until noon. When he got up, Fali had already gone out.
Chen Zhao also tidied himself up and then called Vincent's car.
"Chen, where are you going today?"
"I don't know the specific location of Newkucky Avenue yet," Chen Zhao said.
"That's on the other side of Los Angeles. It's very far. I'll give you a discount of three hundred dollars."
"Don't you want to use the clock?"
"With a meter, you'll need at least five hundred dollars."
"Okay, three hundred dollars."
"Are you in a hurry? If you're not in a hurry, I'll drive slower."
"As long as we can get there within an hour."
"It won't take an hour, but I'll try my best."
Newarkage Avenue, where Chen Zhao is going, is where Steven's film crew was filming.
Steven set up an open-air studio there, and Chen Zhao and Steven made an appointment to go there today.
Newkark Avenue is also in the suburbs, a road along the coastline with very good scenery.
On the left is the green mountain forest, and on the other side is the seascape with the salty and humid sea breeze.
When Chen Zhao and Steven asked about the location, Steven asked several times but Chen Zhao didn't understand. In the end, he could only give Vincent the phone number and let him communicate with Steven.
When we arrived outside the set, our car was stopped by the security guard at the intersection.
"Sorry, there's filming in front, so you can't go in."
Chen Zhao made a call, and not long after, a little curly-haired man came out in a hurry.
"Get out of the way, this is Mr. Steven's guest." The little curly man waved his hand, instructing the security guard: "Are you Mr. Chen? Do you want this car to go in too?"
"Yes, he will be responsible for sending me back later."
"It may not be convenient for cars to park inside. Is it okay to park here? There are security guards watching over here."
"Okay, Vincent, come in with me."
Vincent is also very interested in this studio. Although he is a native of Los Angeles, and it is said that every Los Angeles person can act, he has never been exposed to movies, let alone a studio.
"Don't know what to call me?"
"I'm the assistant director, you can call me Houllier."
At this time, Chen Zhao had already seen Steven. He was sitting in front of the small screen behind the camera, watching the footage fed back by the camera.
Chen Zhao, the actress in front of the camera, also knew Yafen. She was starring opposite an actor.
Yafen saw Chen Zhao coming from the corner of his eye. At this time, Steven immediately caught Yafen acting.
"Ka, come again, Yafen, where are you looking?"
"Sorry." Yafen apologized immediately, but looked at Chen Zhao behind her.
Steven also noticed Yafen's gaze at this time and looked back.
"Haha... Chen, you are here, Houllier, come and help me shoot one hundred and forty-six scenes." Steven immediately stood up and called to Houllier to take over the work in his hands: "Yafen, you come over."
Yafen did not shy away and came directly to hug Chen Zhao to welcome his arrival.
Vincent wiped his saliva. The last time he picked up Chen Zhao, it seemed that he was at the door of this woman's house.
This woman was so beautiful, Vincent couldn't help but envy Chen Zhao.
"Yafen, you finish taking your own shots first. Chen and I have other things to do." Steven looked at Vincent again: "By the way, who is he?"
"Oh, it's my friend, Vincent, he drove me here,"
"Vincent, do you want to try being an actor?"
"This...can I?"
"There is a small role with a few lines. If you are interested, you can try it."
"Houllier, please arrange it and give him the script. Chen and I have something to discuss."
"Okay, Mr. Steven."
As an assistant director, actually a deputy director, his main job is to take over from the director, take charge of some innocuous shots, and accumulate work experience and camera sense.
Steven took Chen Zhao to his nanny car. After Chen Zhao got in the car, he discovered that it was a small apartment.
The price of such a nanny car is estimated to be two million US dollars, which is more expensive than the house he lives in now.
"Chen, shall we start treatment now?"
"Yes, take off your shirt and lie down on the sofa."
"Will it hurt?"
"No, you won't even feel uncomfortable. We can chat and treat you at the same time."
"Chen, how about being my health consultant? I'll give you $8,000 a month, and you'll check up on me regularly."
"Okay." Chen Zhao accepted it calmly, because the price Steven gave was very high.
Health consultants are not personal doctors and are not responsible for treatment. They only help to check the body and give certain suggestions and opinions. They are also responsible for answering some health questions of customers.
And health consultants don’t say they can only take on one client. As long as they have time, they can take on ten or even a hundred clients.
Of course, normally, a health consultant can accept up to ten clients.
After all, it takes at least half a day to check the body and communicate with customers.
Take Chen Zhao for example. If Chen Zhao accepts the invitation of ten clients to be a health consultant, then Chen Zhao will need to spend 5 to 10 days in a month to be responsible for the health of these clients.
If there were more, Chen Zhao would basically not be able to do his job.
Eight thousand dollars a month is already very high.
For an ordinary doctor, accepting an invitation from a client may cost less than a thousand dollars, and he also has to pay taxes.
Of course, unlike treating patients like Steven or Rasfa, a course of treatment costs tens of thousands of dollars. This is an unstable income. If you are not open for half a year, you will be open for half a year.
Moreover, once the treatment course is completed, the income will be cut off unless there are other patients who need long-term treatment.
Besides, it’s impossible for every patient to be like Steven and Rasfa, whose net worth is measured in hundreds of millions.
Being a health consultant is a stable income. As long as your clients don't die or you are fired, this income can be stable and sustainable.
"Okay, turn around and take off your pants and underwear..." Chen Zhao began to give Steven acupuncture from the front.
"Huh? You seem to have stones in your urethra." Chen Zhao suddenly realized that he felt a foreign object when the needle was inserted.
"Well, when I go to the toilet recently, sometimes I can't pull it out. I have to wait for a long time. I feel a little stinging, but it's not obvious. Do I need an operation?"
"You don't need to have an operation. It's a small problem. This kind of small stone can be easily passed out. I'll break it up for you. You drink more water tonight and you can pass it out by yourself in two or three times."
"Thanks… "
"Okay, take this."
"What?" Steven looked at a pornographic magazine that Chen Zhao thrust into him.
(End of chapter)