Unscientific Movie King

Chapter 115 Buying a car, Mazda
After the Chinese New Year, Qin Chuan signed up for a driver's license test. What Wang Tingting said made sense. It was time to buy a car. Every time he went out, he had to take a taxi or take the bus, which was inconvenient.

With Huazi's help, Qin Chuan successfully got his driver's license in just twenty days.

All that's left is to buy a car.

In the car shop, Qin Chuan put his hands behind his back, slowly choosing a car. Not long after, the sound of a motorcycle was heard from the door.

Wang Tingting is here.

She took off her helmet and held it to her waist, shook her long hair, and walked into the store wearing boots.

Qin Chuan called her over just to borrow money.

"I told you to buy it, how much is it?"

Qin Chuan licked his old face and smiled: "It's not much different, 80,000."

Wang Tingting paused as she reached for her wallet: "You only brought gas money?"

Qin Chuan was embarrassed: "I have about 100,000 yuan in my hand. I originally wanted to buy one within 100,000 yuan, but there were not many good cars. In the end, I chose one for 180,000 yuan. Now, I am still a little short, so I came to you."

Nowadays, there are many joint venture cars and imported cars.

Unlike later generations, there are not so many choices.

Many people criticize domestic cars for being bad, but before domestic cars came out in large quantities, these imported cars and joint venture cars dared to sell at sky-high prices.

They can charge you eight thousand to replace a windshield, and they call it imported.

Later, Lao Cao got a domestic glass with exactly the same workmanship and quality. The cost was only two hundred yuan, and he sold it for four hundred yuan, still making a profit of two hundred yuan.

With just this 400-dollar business, he managed to sell it into a Fortune 500 company.

This shows how shady foreign-funded car companies were in the past.

"What kind of car costs 180,000?" Wang Tingting pushed Qin Chuan away, looked at the car, saw the logo, and smiled.

A black Mazda.

"Aren't you afraid of traffic jams when driving this?"

The salesperson explained awkwardly: "Whether there is traffic jam or not has nothing to do with the brand you drive. Our car is Mazda 6, which was launched this year. The performance, appearance, safety and engine are all guaranteed..."

The salesperson cursed Liang Jiahui again in his heart.

There is no way to get over the traffic jam.

Out of ten people who come to the store to buy a car, eight complain about traffic jams.

"It's okay, you don't need to explain, I understand." Wang Tingting raised her hand and interrupted the salesperson: "But your car is indeed expensive."

"Do you know who he is?"

"do not know."

"It's okay, you'll know each other in a couple of days."

"He's an actor. Have you seen A Chinese Ghost Story?"

The salesperson nodded: "I've seen it. It's Zhang Guorong. Who does this handsome guy play in it?"

After much thought, he still couldn't match Qin Chuan's appearance with the character in the movie. Taking Qin Chuan's age into consideration, he finally guessed that he might have played the mummies in the temple.

Wang Tingting burst out laughing: "It's not the movie version, it's the TV series version, which was broadcast last year."

The salesperson shook his head: “I haven’t seen it.”

Cursing inwardly that he had no taste, Wang Tingting continued, "You should have read Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, Mr. Hu, Qiao Feng!"

"I've seen this." The salesperson stared at Qin Chuan and asked in confusion, "Is this what Hu Jun looks like without makeup?"

Wang Tingting pouted, "I'm not saying he's Hu Jun, I mean the Hu Jun version, he plays You Tanzhi."

"Oh, I see. Teacher, please sign for me later."

"What do you understand? You don't want a discount. He is an actor. He will drive out in the future and advertise for you for free."

"Sorry, 180,000 is the limit. I can't fight."

"Yes."

“I really can’t fight.”

Speaking of advertising, Mazda has become very famous thanks to Tony Leung's promotion, so there is no need for Qin Chuan to promote it.

After Wang Tingting's sharp words, the sales price dropped by 3,000 yuan half an hour later.

Wang Tingting and Qin Chuan each took out a card and finally managed to collect the full amount of money.

After signing the contract, Qin Chuan said, "I will pay you back in two months at most."

Wang Tingting didn't care: "It's okay, I'm not in a hurry, you can owe me the money first, and pay me back when you have more money."

Having known each other for so long, she knew Qin Chuan's character and was not worried that he would run away, nor was she worried that he would not be able to pay back the money.

This person has no other problems except that he likes to go to the foot massage parlor to wash his feet.

"Okay, tell me when you need money urgently!" Putting his driver's license and ID card in his pocket, Qin Chuan opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat.

He also has to go to the vehicle management office to get the license plate.

Wang Tingting opened the passenger seat and sat in.

Qin Chuan turned his head: "What are you doing here?"

Wang Tingting fastened her seat belt and said, "I spent so much money, so what's wrong with sitting for a while? Just do what you want, don't worry about me."

The salesperson smiled and waved: "Handsome guy, beautiful girl, take care."

Qin Chuan stepped lightly on the accelerator and drove the car out of the car shop.

Driving is simple, accelerator, brake, clutch, he has already practiced driving in driving school.

Once on the road, Qin Chuan sped up and said with a smile, "Driving is indeed different from riding in a car."

Wang Tingting opened the car window, leaned against the door frame with one hand, rolled her eyes and said, "That's nonsense. How can you feel the same watching porn and performing it yourself?"

Qin Chuan has become accustomed to her occasional harsh words: "Sister Tingting, it's a good thing you're not an artist, otherwise, with your mouth, you'd be ruined in a minute."

"Thank you for finding another reason for me to stop being an artist, but at this moment, I still enjoy the future movie star driving my car."

"Lend your auspicious words."

Qin Chuan stepped on the clutch, shifted to fifth gear, and added gas, and the Mazda instantly accelerated again.

Half an hour later, the Mazda stopped two kilometers away from the car shop.

Looking at the long queue in front, Wang Tingting said, "See, I said Mazda would be stuck in traffic."

Qin Chuan was depressed: "I thought Brother Jiahui was joking."

When I came out of the store, I was stuck in traffic just after passing two traffic lights. Who can I blame for this?

Blame Tony Leung?

Wang Tingting said calmly: "When I have money in the future, I'll change to a Mercedes or a Rolls-Royce, which won't be congested."

After registering the car and leaving the vehicle management office, Qin Chuan first drove Wang Tingting back to the car shop and let her ride the motorcycle back.

Then drove to the Tangren branch to find Jinlian.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk."

"Enter."

"Happy New Year, Sister Jin."

"If you have something to say, you have to fart."

Qin Chuan moved a chair and sat down: "Sister Jin, help me get more commercial performances in the next two or three months, the kind that can earn hundreds of thousands."

Jinlian looked up at him and said, "Do you need money?"

"Ah."

"No problem, I'll arrange it in the next few days."

He just asked for a profit of tens or hundreds of thousands of dollars. In the company, only Qin Chuan dared to ask for this.

It may not work for someone else, but it works for him.

Because Qin Chuan not only acts, but also sings, the dual identities of singer and actor make him very popular in commercial performances.

"What are you going to do in the second half of the year?" Qin Chuan's words destined him to be busy in the first half of the year. Jin Lian asked him about his plans for the second half of the year: "You can't just stay at home and enjoy your retirement every day."

Qin Chuan leaned forward and rested his arms on the table: "Sister Jin, what is the most popular variety show this year? It would be best if it's a singing variety show."

Jinlian was annoyed: "Just tell me how many songs you have left in stock, and I will analyze them in detail based on your actual situation."

This is the first time I see an artist hiding something from his agent.

Push it a little and he will spit out a little.

Man.

Qin Chuan didn't tell the truth and said conservatively: "Not many, just two or three."

In the second half of the year, he will be competing for the role in The Return of the Condor Heroes, so he is destined to be unable to take on other roles.

It's such a long period of time without doing anything. I can't just sit at home idle every day. I have to find a variety show to increase my presence and raise my status as a singer.

Jinlian thought about it carefully and said, "Then let's go to the Avenue of Stars. The first place winner will get a direct ticket to the Spring Festival Gala and sing on the show."

"You graduated from high school, so you're considered a grassroots. If you package yourself up and wear yellow rubber shoes and cropped pants, your image will be pretty good."

"Just go up to me and say that you have no home since childhood, that you had a hard life, that you gave up your studies to move to Beijing because of music, that you slept in parks, and drank water from public toilets..."

Qin Chuan's face turned black.

It is said that Jinlian is very capable and can sit in the position of artist director. She has a lot of tricks when she speaks.

"Sister Jin, let's talk about this later. Star Avenue will only start in the second half of the year, right? Please help me sign up and notify me when the competition starts."

"I'm leaving now, see you later."

After driving the car back to the community, Qin Chuan saw Liu Sisi, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, downstairs.

She wore blue jeans on the lower body, a green sweater and a khaki lamb jacket on the upper body, a bag across her body, and a beige scarf around her neck.

I don’t know if it’s because of puberty, but Qin Chuan found that Liu Sisi’s fashion sense was gradually improving and she became more concerned about beauty. She was wearing makeup every time he saw her.

This girl has been back for several days and has been lying at home.

The two had a phone conversation yesterday, and both said that they were too tired from filming and wanted to take a good rest before school starts.

"Aren't you recovering from your injuries? How come you have time to come here?"

"I'm sending you something." Liu Sisi smiled and took out a windproof lighter with the letter L engraved on it from her bag: "My dad said you left it at my house the last time you came."

Qin Chuan: "..."

Is that falling?

It was obvious that it was Liu's father who gave him the upper hand.

He didn't dare to ask for the things back, but he didn't expect Liu Sisi to come back.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Qin Chuan put away his lighter: "Are you busy? If not, come up and have a glass of water?"

"Okay, I haven't been to your house yet."

Qin Chuan led Liu Sisi upstairs. Huang Bo and Xiaoou were in the room.

"This is my brother-in-law Huang Bo, whom you have met. This is my sister Xiaoou."

"Sister, my friend, Liu Sisi."

"Hello, brother Bo, hello, sister."

"Hello Sisi."

It was the first time they met and Liu Sisi didn't know what to address him, so she just followed Qin Chuan's introduction.

Huang Bo and Xiao Ou smiled happily: "Sit wherever you want, I'll get you some fruit."

Qin Chuan also got it, and the girl he brought back was different every time.

While Liu Sisi was chatting with Qin Chuan, her father was looking for a lighter at home.

"Where's my lighter?"

"It was on the bedside table this morning, how come it's gone?"

"Wife, is there a thief in our house?"

Aunt Liu sat on the sofa and put on a facial mask. She said calmly, "It's a thief in the house."

She had seen Liu Sisi sneak into their room before, so she went to check after she left.

Nothing is missing.

If her husband hadn't shouted, she wouldn't have known that what she lost was a lighter.

(End of this chapter)