The next day, Han Dong stayed at home and kept beating in the room.
In the evening, Yu Ming went over to take a look, and found that the large sample of the wooden bed had been made, and it was only a matter of painting. Han Dong had been busy all day, he was as tired as a dead dog, and his legs were still weak, and he wanted to go out to buy paint.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Isn't sleeping on the sofa the same?"
Han Dong waved his hand, "You don't understand, I made a fortune for myself yesterday, and it showed that I have no destiny with this bed. If I don't work overtime, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep." After finishing speaking, he hurried out.
In less than ten minutes, Han Dong came back empty-handed, with a grim expression on his face.
"Why didn't you buy it?" Yu Ming asked.
Han Dong said: "The chain store across the street is too dark, and I asked for 300 yuan for 1L of wood wax oil. Then I asked, guess what? That chain store has shares in our company, and they shared the money I was cheated of. Let the surname Wang make money. Damn, can I buy it from you? Can I go to the wholesale market?"
"Then why are you back?"
"Take the bus card."
"It's so close to the wholesale market from here, it doesn't cost much to take a taxi, right?"
Han Dong's air of suspense rose again, "Remember, I won't give you an extra penny."
Yu Ming, "..."
As a result, when Han Dong came back two hours later, he was still empty-handed.
"Why didn't you buy it again?"
"It's the rush hour for commuting, and I didn't get on several buses passing by. By the time I got on the bus, the shops were closed."
"..."
The next day, a signing ceremony with the theme of "From Iraq to China" was held in a club in Beijing.
All the senior leaders of Zhongding Company were present, famous directors gathered, and friends from Yilu's circle also came to join in. The hall was star-studded, and the red carpet was full of flowers.
Li Shang made a high-profile appearance in a fancy dress, catching the attention of his sister Fang Yun next to him. Especially the slim-fitting bright-colored leggings, which showed the enviable long legs to the fullest, and caught a lot of attention for a while.
Fang Yun found her seat and sat down, while Li Shang was dragged by Liang Jing to Wang Zhongding and Director He.
Director He is one of the best famous directors in China, and he is also the candidate for the director reservation of the annual blockbuster invested by Zhongding. He has always been famous for finding new talents. He and Liang Jing have cooperated three times, and they have a long friendship.
Director He laughed and joked with Liang Jing: "Is this your 'new favorite'?"
Liang Jing glanced at Wang Zhongding first, and then said: "Director He, you are wrong, he is not my 'new favorite', he should be Mr. Wang's 'new favorite'. Mr. Wang is the real bole, I just A broken leg."
"Hahahaha... yes, yes, yes, it should be Mr. Wang's, Mr. Wang's." Director He smiled and looked at Li Shang, his eyes full of appreciation, "The young man is really good, energetic, and not stage-frightened." !"
Wang Zhongding hadn't seen Li Shang for a long time, and he was very happy to see that his spirit had improved a lot.
"How is filming recently? Is it going well?" Wang Zhongding asked.
Li Shang nodded, "Well, it went well, and the crew took good care of me."
Wang Zhongding had heard a little bit about Li Shang being insulted by the director in the film crew. Now Li Shang keeps silent, maybe because he is not good at calculating, or maybe because he is afraid that Wang Zhongding will question his ability, in short, his demeanor is commendable. If it was Han Dong, he would be lucky to strangle the director to death while he was sleepwalking!
Thinking of Han Dong, Wang Zhongding's eyes followed the red carpet all the way to the door, but he didn't find Han Dong's shadow.
Where did this kid go
Han Dong was already grumpy, but on such an important occasion as today, he had to be more tidy. If you are not willing to spend money to take a taxi, you can only wait for the bus, which takes a lot of time on the road.
By the time Han Dong arrived at the entrance of the clubhouse, everyone had already entered.
Even so, Han Dong still looked east and west, chatting with whomever he caught. After finally sitting on the designated floor, the elevator door opened, and a little beauty came in crying, and he sat down with her again.
"He just... in front of... so many people... scolded... scolded me... he was the one who asked me to dress well... better... ah..."
The little beauty was crying and complaining, and Han Dong finally understood after listening for a long time.
This beauty is the company's N-line hard-working young artist, and it took three or four years to make ends meet. At present, I have joined a film crew and still play a supporting role, and this time I participated in the signing ceremony with the crew. In order not to look too shabby, she did not hesitate to borrow money to buy a 20,000 yuan outfit. In the end, the assistant director pointed at his nose and scolded him to fuck off because he was dressed more fancy than the protagonist in the same industry. The 20,000 yuan went straight to waste, without even stepping on a corner of the red carpet.
In fact, this kind of thing is commonplace in the circle, who would care about it as an ordinary person? But Han Dong is the most tough guy in the capital, a master of virtue and skill, how can he tolerate women crying in front of him
Without further ado, he took out a wooden carved little rose from his pocket, which he planned to give to the heroine of today's event—Goddess Yilu. As a result, he handed it to the little beauty as soon as his hand was cheap, and he didn't forget to caress the soft back of her hand, with the tone of an idol drama actor's upper body, "Idiot, you just know how to cry."
The little beauty asked: "By the way, what's your name?"
Han Dong didn't answer, he just stretched out his index finger and waved it pretendingly, you don't have to know who I am.
The little beauty walked out of the club, only to find that Han Dong's phone number was written on the wooden rose...
By the time Han Dong arrived at the entrance of the hall, the signing ceremony had already begun.
"Why are you still walking on the red carpet? Didn't you see that the red carpet has been withdrawn?" The security guard at the door looked impatient.
Han Dong was also angry, "Then you have to let me in, right?"
"You can go in, enter through the small door next to it, don't disturb the leader of the rostrum!"
So, Han Dong sneaked in in such a useless way.
Although it was silent, two of the people present discovered him.
Naturally, Wang Zhongding didn't need to say much, as soon as Han Dong entered the door, he was almost cut off by his gaze. But Li Shang was amazing, his gaze kept on the stage, but he caught Han Handong's figure in an instant.
Strange... how did he come here? Li Shang couldn't figure it out, isn't it that only contracted artists are eligible to participate
"Next, we invite Mr. Wang to speak on stage."
Following a burst of applause, Wang Zhongding walked to the stage and handed the gift box on the tray of the hostess lady to Yilu, "On behalf of all members of Zhongding Film and Television Company, I would like to extend my welcome to you."
Miss Manners helped Yilu open the gift box, which contained a shiny watch. Wang Zhongding was known to like to collect watches, but it was the first time for Wang Zhongding to give away his favorite watch.
"thanks, thanks… "
When the host asked Yilu to speak, Yilu choked up with excitement.
"Excuse me, I'm a little…"
Fang Yun snorted coldly in the audience, her expression turned extremely pale. Li Shang stretched out his hand, and let Fang Yun pinch the blood between his fingers, without saying a word.
Han Dong also snorted coldly.
A watch works so excited? Fortunately, I still regard you as a goddess. The thousands of watches in his office may all be mine in the future, even so, I have to think about it before crying!
After the signing ceremony, Wang Zhongding walked out with a sullen face, followed by Feng Jun, who couldn't help complaining: "This Han Dong is hopeless! Originally, I had no feelings for Li Shang. I feel more and more that Li Shang is an outstanding talent!"
"Stop talking, my head hurts when I think of him." Wang Zhongding said in a cold tone.
Feng Jun shut up knowingly.
The two walked to the entrance of the clubhouse and saw many artists waiting for the bus opposite. At this time, an old beggar in ragged clothes appeared out of nowhere, walking in front of each artist with a broken bowl, bowing his head and bowing, very pitiful . But no one paid attention to him, either looked down to play with the phone, or pretended to look elsewhere, or was quickly blocked by the assistant for fear of rubbing dirty clothes...
At this moment, Han Dong who was passing by took out a dozen yuan from his pocket and secretly stuffed it into the old beggar.
Many celebrities are willing to donate millions in front of the camera, but they may not be willing to give a few dollars behind the camera.
But no one expected that Han Dong, who refused to leave after eating buffet until he vomited, would take the initiative to pay, and he was the only one who paid.
This scene shocked Wang Zhongding's heart no less than seeing a black and white photo of himself.
Han Dong not only donated the banknotes, but also showed his full concern and didn't shy away from the dirt on the old beggar's body. He leaned into his ear and said, "We've also done this before, I know it's not easy for you..."
The old beggar was taken aback for a moment, and then held Han Dong's hand with emotion.
"I didn't expect to meet my peers here..."
Feng Jun couldn't help muttering, "I can't see it! There is still such kindness?"
The administrator of the clubhouse interjected next to him, "He is really kind-hearted. A little girl was kicked out just now. No one took care of her. He was the only one who comforted her."
Could it be that he was late because of this? Feng Jun cast his eyes on Wang Zhongding, and Wang Zhongding's expression also changed.
"I think he just became lustful and wanted to take advantage of the little girl." Er Lei told the truth again.
As a result, the management staff rejected him again, "I thought so at first, but then I heard the little girl ask what his name was, and he left without saying anything. There are really not many people like this now, especially among you Let’s embrace and cherish this circle.”
Han Dong and his "old colleague" had finished chatting about the bitterness of the past, and just as they were about to walk to the bus stop, they heard a whistle. Looking up, it happened to be the car that Wang Zhongding often sat in.
"Get in the car." Wang Zhongding said.
Han Dong pretended not to hear.
Wang Zhongding got out of the car directly and dragged Han Dong into the car.
This scene happened to be seen by Liang Jing who had just left the entrance of the clubhouse, and his expression changed immediately...