The sweetest in the entertainment industry

Chapter 189 Pay the bill
"This one is also well taken, pick it out."

In a corner of a barbecue restaurant playing soft music, four adjacent solid wood and wrought iron tables were now full of people.

Lu Nanting and Gu Lanxi sat in a corner, surrounded by four bodyguards who spread out and left an empty seat opposite them.

Eight paparazzi sat at two separate tables. They were clearly not from the same group, but thanks to Gu Lanxi, they had a team-building event with colleagues today.

They came along because they wanted to hear some gossip.

Unexpectedly, Gu Lanxi asked to buy the photos as soon as she opened her mouth.

Everyone present, even the one who had been in the industry the shortest, had been working for a year and eight months.

This is the first time I've ever met an artist face-to-face like this, having their photos transferred to my computer so I can slowly choose which ones to watch.

No need to send emails secretly, and no need to use any tricks.

Just like choosing photos at a photo studio, if you like a photo, you can immediately note "photo copyright fee" and transfer the money directly.

These everyday photos of celebrities that don't involve private matters cost at most a few hundred yuan each. One party is willing to buy, and the other is willing to sell; they don't even bother to sign a contract.

Gu Lanxi bought them in bulk, two hundred yuan each, and everyone was very satisfied.

The eight people belonged to four different teams. They didn't trust their peers and didn't dare to transfer their photos to other people's computers. Seeing that Gu Lanxi was serious, they immediately arranged for their deputy to go back to the car to get their own laptops.

In this line of work, especially with this couple, we often have to rush to post whatever we film. Computers can't be completely replaced by mobile phones yet, and they're always well-equipped when they're out and about.

While waiting, the skewers were grilled.

The owner personally served the food, without disturbing them too much, just smiling and telling them to eat and drink well.

That alone makes people like you a lot.

Lu Nanting, unusually, took his eyes off his wife and personally thanked the boss.

He had been sitting silently in the corner the whole time, not greeting the paparazzi at all, but now he was treating strangers with politeness.

No wonder he's the heir to Starlight Entertainment.

I like what I like and I hate what I hate; I never pretend.

The boss had just left when those who had picked up their computers returned.

Gu Lanxi immediately beckoned them over.

Even with the same angle and the same equipment, every photo taken by a different person will turn out differently.

Gu Lanxi chooses which photos based entirely on their quality and whether they suit her taste; there's absolutely no need to argue about the order.

Four photographers took turns going up to sit in the empty seats opposite Gu Lanxi, turning on their cameras and importing the photos.

While waiting, Gu Lanxi picked up a lamb skewer, ate half of it, and handed the rest to Lu Nanting.

I have a craving for food and want to try everything, but it's late at night, so I don't dare to eat too much.

Thankfully, I didn't come out alone today.

Their tastes were quite similar, and Gu Lanxi knew what he didn't like to eat, so she was very skilled at doing it and had no psychological burden at all.

Lu Nanting didn't mind eating leftovers.

There were so many skewers on the plate, but he didn't take a single one. He mainly ate whatever his wife left behind.

The two did not exchange a single word, yet they were remarkably in sync.

Gu Lanxi would always wait until he finished eating before handing him the food, and he always caught it promptly.

Gu Lanxi was busy choosing photos, only glancing at him occasionally, and wouldn't let him choose.

Lu Nanting didn't care, he just ate slowly while staring at her.

As I looked at it, I couldn't help but smile.

His affection is very straightforward, with no hint of lust in his eyes. At first glance, one can only sense pure love without finding him greasy.

Of the eight paparazzi, besides the one who was busy, the other three carrying cameras couldn't resist the urge to take pictures of the two of them like this.

But in this line of work, you have to follow the rules.

If it's done secretly, that's fine; but if a celebrity appears in public and gets photographed, that's fine too.

If you take a picture in front of someone and they disagree and insist on deleting it, then it's wrong not to delete it.

After all, the four bodyguards had sharp eyes, and they looked like they were not to be trifled with.

Gu Lanxi chewed on a skewer of grilled meat, leaned against the table, turned slightly to the side, and stared intently at the computer screen that was tilted to her side.

She doesn't do it herself; when she sees a photo she likes, she tells someone to drag it into a special folder.

It was a private trip for the couple, and they didn't bring any paparazzi. But I must say, these paparazzi are all professionals; the photos they took had a really great atmosphere.

There was one older sister in particular who was especially good at capturing emotions. Just by looking at her photos, you could almost feel the sweetness of being in love.

"Great job, sis! How did you take these photos?"

She is very interested in photography and often exchanges shooting techniques with others.

Unexpectedly, the woman was quite reserved; she blushed, glanced at them, and remained silent. Gu Lanxi, not receiving a reply, looked at her.

The woman kept her upper body still, but deliberately stretched her feet out into the aisle and swung them back and forth.

Gu Lanxi looked closely and saw that she was wearing a pair of orange-red slippers.

It's anti-slip and shock-absorbing, with a one-piece molding, so you can even wear it while running.

As we all know, the lenses of CP (couple) fans are always filtered with a pink filter.

Gu Lanxi took a bite of a mushroom, blinked, stared at her for a long time, and then turned her gaze back to the screen.

Lu Nanting was charmed by her cuteness and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Gu Lanxi glared at him and reached out her hand to him.

Lu Nanting opened her bag and took out a personal business card.

Gu Lanxi took it, glanced at it, and handed it to the person opposite her.

"Can I invite you to my wedding? Please bring your camera."

Besides wedding photography, she wanted to take more personalized photos to commemorate the occasion.

wedding?

The other seven paparazzi, along with the surrounding diners, all perked up their ears!

They haven't decided when to hold their wedding yet. It would be great if we could find out the date!
But the woman simply took the business card without saying anything.

In this line of work, it's easy to contact Gu Lanxi because her business connections are available 24/7.

But getting her private number is extremely difficult.

Seeing that the other party simply nodded slightly and then smiled shyly, Gu Lanxi didn't say much. She quickly selected the photos, then nudged Lu Nanting, signaling him to transfer the money.

With his wallet bulging again, Lu Dingliu is no longer short of money.

The money was transferred very readily.

After finishing, he didn't forget to remind them, "Don't forget to file your taxes."

It seems that the legal education campaign has been very successful.

Gu Lanxi couldn't help but smile and glance at him.

Lu Nanting felt secretly pleased that his wife offered to pay for everything while they were out. He tried to hold back his laughter, but couldn't, so he simply stopped.

"Didn't you say you were going to post on Weibo? Those photos are all pretty good, pick a few and post them together."

"Do you want to send it with me?"

"Okay, just wait for me."

After speaking, Gu Lanxi wiped her mouth, pulled off some of the cotton string tied to the balloon, gestured for Lu Nanting to hold it for her, then took out her phone, unlocked it, and took a picture of him.

A balloon floated above his head, and Lu Nanting looked over with a smile on his lips—a perfect wife's perspective.

Gu Lanxi was very satisfied.

However, Lu Nanting was not satisfied, feeling that the little golden pig balloons were detrimental to his heroic image.

"You just posted this??"

Afraid of upsetting her, I even offered her an option B: "This photo, where you're holding a balloon and leaning against me while I'm bending down to scan a QR code, has such a great atmosphere, send this one."

"That's a third-person perspective, are you sure?"

Gu Lanxi's simple words immediately silenced Lu Nanting's objections.

Photos taken from my wife's perspective, regardless of the platform, she seems to have never posted them.

What kind of bike do you want?

I don't know what the entertainment industry is really like in reality.

I don't know how paparazzi work.

Because I've never been a celebrity, nor a behind-the-scenes worker, nor a paparazzi...

I made this all up, just made it up. Just enjoy it for fun, please don't take it seriously, and please don't try to verify it with experts.

I'm sure I'll be laughed to death...

I used to think that circle was super far removed from me, but recently I found out that a reader has a relative who's in it...

I often find myself in embarrassing situations that make me want to pick my toes.

There's no way I could actually go into the entertainment industry to broaden my horizons.

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and keep making things up.

It shouldn't be too outrageous, right?