twenty one
This piece of information made Han Yi startled for a moment, and he turned his head to look at Xia Yang, who also turned around and raised an eyebrow at him.
Han Yi: "..."
He pursed his lips and turned back to typing.
[Han Yi]：No need
[Yang]: You should think about it carefully. Party B only provides value-added services once. If you ask for it next time, it will be a different price.
[Han Yi]: I won’t ask for it. As long as I don’t say anything, no one will find out.
[Yang]: [Put your hands together] [I hope so]
It was noon when we returned to the villa.
Mrs. Tang asked Fang Ming to pack up a guest room on the first floor for her to use as a temporary bedroom.
"Isn't the room above my head the two of you's room?" She raised her head and pointed at the ceiling, "I'm a light sleeper and I'm afraid of movement."
This sentence was cryptic yet straightforward, and Xia Yang got it with just a little thought.
"It's not our room, grandma," he grinned and waved his hand. "This is a storage room above. Brother Xiaoyi and I usually don't go there."
After hearing what he said, Mrs. Tang felt relieved and took a short rest. Fang Ming came over and called them to have lunch.
The cook made an extraordinarily rich meal today, and the housekeeper specially asked him to make some medicinal food to replenish the old lady's health.
Xia Yang was holding a big bowl and eating more happily than anyone else. Seeing this, Mrs. Tang even suspected that Han Yi didn't feed his wife enough on weekdays.
But the family's financial resources are obviously very strong...
After thinking about it, she took advantage of the man's immersion in cooking, leaned over and asked softly: "Xiaoyi, do you prefer a skinny wife?"
Han Yi: "?"
"Look at how hungry that child is," Mrs. Tang said with a reproachful face, "Don't be demanding on others because of your own preferences."
"... This has nothing to do with me," Han Yi pinched his eyebrows, "As long as he sees food, he will never be hungry."
Mrs. Tang was about to say something else, when Xia Yang's mobile phone placed by the table rang.
The immersive state was broken, he reluctantly put down the sea bowl and touched the phone.
It's Yuca.
"Sorry, I'm going to take a call first." He puffed his cheeks and said vaguely.
He walked into the living room and pressed answer. As soon as the call was connected, Yuka got straight to the point and said, "Brother, have you thought about what I told you before?"
Xia Yang was stunned for a moment before she realized that he was talking about signing a contract with "Kaman Studio".
Yuka mentioned it last time they did a magazine cover.
And he already had the answer in his mind, but there were too many things going on in the past two days, and he hadn't had time to contact Yuka yet.
"Kaka, I'm very grateful to you, but I have other ideas."
He cherishes Yuka as a friend, and he also understands a universal truth: pure friendship may soon turn sour if it is mixed with interests.
He didn't want to witness their pure friendship turn sour one day.
Moreover, Han Yi went to country D to discuss the surgical plan this time. If it was feasible, there would definitely be someone around to take care of him. As Party B with a high reputation, this is the time to fully demonstrate the quality of his service.
Furthermore, he also said before that he should give more care to the plus plus version of the beautiful, powerful and miserable boss, as a benefit of humanistic care.
After hearing what he said, Yuka sighed: "What a pity. Have you decided? I really hope you can come, brother."
"It's decided, I'm sorry, Kaka." Xia Yang was determined.
"Okay," Yuka no longer insisted, fully respecting him, "If you regret it, call me at any time, the door of my studio will always be open for you!"
"Okay, definitely!" Xia Yang tightened her phone and looked moved.
Just as he was about to end the call, Yuka suddenly thought of something else.
"By the way, brother, last time our two-person magazine cover was about to be released, my agent would still buy me Hot Search, but I couldn't help it. It's for marketing needs, you know."
Xia Yang naturally understands.
For idols who have just gained some fame, marketing is essential, and you can understand it. Even if he doesn't like being on trending searches.
"Rich people, I admire you so much." He said a lighthearted joke.
The living room and dining room were close to each other. Mrs. Tang withdrew her eyes from the young man's back and poked Han Yi: "Did you hear what Yangyang said on the phone just now?"
Han Yi: "I heard it."
"Then I have to ask you," Mrs. Tang put down her chopsticks with a serious look on her face, "How did you become a husband, and your wife actually envies other rich people?"
Han Yi: "..."
"Our family has a world-class cruise group, and various investments are everywhere. The most indispensable thing is money."
"Um."
"Then I have an idea. You ask Fang Ming to open an account and give Yangyang pocket money every month. This way he won't be poached by other rich people. Sugar-coated bullets are the sweetest!"
Han Yi really admired Mrs. Tang for taking precautions, and he also admired her for fighting against sugar cannons in such a way.
"No problem, I will ask Fang Ming to do it as soon as possible."
After answering the phone, Xia Yang returned to the restaurant. Mrs. Tang had already finished her lunch and was being helped to rest by her domestic helper.
I sat back in my seat and took a sip of the crab meat soup that was just served when I heard Han Yi say next to me.
"I will give you 200,000 yuan a month from now on, is that enough?"
puff-
Xia Yang spat out a mouthful of thick soup, "200,000? Monthly? Are you kidding me!"
"Then 300,000." Han Yi took a sip of soup and said calmly.
Xia Yang: "..."
Xia Yang: "???"
He seriously suspected that there was something in the food, or that Han Yi had his head pinched by crab claws.
300,000 per month… 300,000… 10,000…
"What about that? You didn't mean it was 300,000 Q coins, right?" He guessed other possibilities and asked tentatively.
Han Yi took a breath and remained patient: "It's 300,000 yuan, your monthly pocket money. Do you understand?"
"!!!" Xia Yang almost dropped his jaw in the soup bowl.
Something was wrong, very wrong.
If something goes wrong, there must be a monster, and the ruthless boss is planning some kind of inhumane plan!
After doing some mental construction—
"Boss... just tell me what you need. Do you want a waist, a cornea, or... an artificial womb to give you a baby?!"
Han Yi: "..."
Han Yi: "Being persecuted and having delusions is a disease that needs to be cured."
Xia Yang: ...
Fang Ming was very efficient. He quickly opened the account and put the money in.
Han Yi handed the card to Xia Yang: "Pocket money of 300,000 yuan per month, temporarily stored in the card for 12 months, a total of 3.6 million." He said it calmly, as if the amount in the card was only 3 yuan and 60 cents. .
Xia Yang was speechless with her mouth wide open. Even though she was no longer as shocked as when she first heard it, it still felt quite unreal when she actually held such a large amount of money in her hands.
This is pocket money, pocket money, how many working people at the bottom will never earn this huge sum of 3.6 million in their lifetime.
Grandma also came over at this time. Seeing that he was standing still, she took the card directly from Han Yi and stuffed it into his hand: "Here, I had an accident this time. Thanks to your timely help, grandma also wanted to thank you. .”
Xia Yang took two steps back and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, I should."
"Listen to me," Mrs. Tang took his wrist and continued, "Xiaoyi and I don't like to show off our reputation, but our family is a truly wealthy family. You will have everything that others have, and you will have everything that others don't have." There will be some, no need to envy other rich people."
Xia Yang: "..."
"You can spend these millions for fun and let Xiaoyi double it for you next year."
Xia Yang: "!!!"
Unexpectedly, a casual sentence actually triggered the "involution of the wealthy family".
How unbearable is love, how unbearable is love!
Party A's father is so arrogant, and he doesn't know how to appreciate it if he doesn't take it. He had no choice but to accept the 3.6 million yuan temporarily and decided to use this money to offset part of the divorce compensation.
He is Party B with a good reputation and never takes too much.
*
One day later, the new issue of MAN magazine published the film.
Xia Yang saw his and Yuka's names on the real-time rising hot spots - #yuukaxiayangWSSDAmbient Cover Blockbuster#.
After clicking on Weibo, the 9-square grid with high-end texture came into view. There are still photos and GIF animations, which are very stunning.
Cold-toned light and shadow, white semi-transparent curtains, a hazy bathtub, two men full of sexual tension.
Yuka in a black suit is cool and awesome, and you can smell his male hormones through the screen.
Xia Yang, dressed in white, showed a calm and pure lust.
Her thin lips were slightly open, her black hair was wet, and tiny droplets of water slid along her forehead and across her cheeks. Her fingertips rested lazily on the edge of the bathtub, filling her with a sense of atmosphere.
The comment section was filled with gongs and drums, and it was the first time that he felt like an idol.
[@hat大]: handsome, handsome, handsome, handsome, handsome, handsome, handsome
[@happy]: Who is the beauty in white? Crazy dance in my aesthetic [color][color][color][color]
[@Go and have a look at your brain]; Oh my god, aren’t these the Yuka and Xia Yang who disbanded the little mess? Don't dare to admit it anymore
[@不吃的角角]: I love the movie Bathtub, I love it, the two little brothers directly hit my heart~
[@ The leader is me]: Kaka A exploded with a big attack, Xia Xia Diao is a pure and beautiful man, they are all my husbands!
[@Did you poop today]: Xia Yang has finally found the right direction. From now on, just shoot beautiful blockbusters. Don’t go into acting, singing or dancing, it’s not suitable for you [dog head]
There are still quite a few people who are criticizing him and Yuka's CP.
In the last live broadcast, Cayenne CP came out of nowhere. The two CPs involved tried their best to emphasize the brotherhood, which nipped the momentum of CP fans in the bud.
With the release of the blockbuster film today, this flame seems to have been rekindled.
[@面面]: The way Yuka looks at Xia Yang is absolutely perfect. It’s a perfect match, so why is he so fat? Isn’t this the sense of atmosphere? [Hehe]
[@豆]: Cayenne CP, YYDS! Brother Ka’s famous saying: Xia Yang is my brother, he only needs to be responsible for our brotherhood]
[@I don’t want to fail]: Be responsible! Responsible! Responsible!
[@Monkey]: Woo hoo hoo, I want to kiss you because of my love for the gods~
[@Who doesn’t want to go to work, raise your hand]; Want to knock +10086
Xia Yang pursed his lips and scrolled down to comment. Suddenly, an ID with a strange painting style attracted his attention.
The ID name is very long, called: "Your grandma does not allow Xia Yang to form a CP with others."
He couldn't help but wonder: Has his fan base grown so big? All have grandma powder.
Looking at the comments with this ID sandwiched between CP fans, something is wrong!
[@yourgrandma doesn’t allow Xia Yang to form a CP with others]: It’s wrong for you to do this. People are all independent individuals. They just took a photo together. Why do they have to be grouped together
[@yourgrandma doesn’t allow Xia Yang to form a CP with others]: Have you ever asked for my opinion? Do you know him? How do you know Xia Yang doesn't have anyone he likes in the third dimension
[@yourgrandma doesn’t allow Xia Yang to form a CP with others]: If you have the ability, don’t knock on the CP, knock on the real person!
Other netizens: "???"
Who are you?
... Xia Yang's eyelids twitched, and she suddenly seemed to have guessed who the ID was.
The author has something to say:
Xia Yang: I also gave Han Yi and the two of us CP names: Erdiao CP, one is an ice sculpture and the other is a sand sculpture.
Han Yi: ugly rejection (reason: CP’s name is indecent)