How did I become famous?

Yan Shuangying rode off first on his little scooter.

Fang Bie scanned a bicycle and slowly drove Su Mulin back to the company.

Sitting sideways on the back of the bicycle, Su Mulin placed her left hand on her lap and held onto the hem of Fang Biebai's suit jacket with her right hand, her long, smooth black hair fluttering in the wind.

After a long silence, she whispered, "Thank you."

"I'm just teaching you a lesson." Fang Bie didn't even turn his head; he still needed to watch where he was going. "Sometimes, you have to use your own resources to handle things."

He had just learned from Yan Shuangying that the school was also owned by Su Mulin's family.

Why go through all that trouble? Just have Miss Su call the principal.

In the end, she only called herself...tsk, after all, she's just a young girl who's not even an adult yet.

"Don't do this again," Su Mulin said in a low voice. "You almost broke the law."

"Ha! Xiao Lin, you're so cute." Fang Biele laughed.

This girl usually acts independent and mature, but she's still just a young girl after all.

"There's such a big security camera at the school gate, who could I possibly smear? I didn't expect you to be as naive as those little kids. But I'm doing this for their own good. You're already in the first semester of your senior year, right? If you work hard, maybe they'll see the error of their ways and get into a good school. That's better than regretting it after hitting a wall in the real world."

Su Mulin silently gathered her wind-blown hair, then gave Fang Bie a light kidney tap.

"It's all your fault. I thought the movie was going to be canceled."

The young lady was being hypocritical once again.

She was indeed worried about Fang Bie, but her concern wasn't that the film wouldn't be made because the director was absent.

She was worried that Fang Bie himself might actually be arrested.

And this was all because of her.

"However... thank you." The young lady lowered her head. "You really taught me a lesson."

In the past, the three Su family members had protected her too well. Only today did Fang Bie make her realize that there are other solutions to some problems.

Now she understood what Fang Bie had done.

First, Yan Shuangying's strength and aura intimidated the group of boys, preventing them from making a move.

Then, by using the name of the Su Group, they intimidated Xu Bo, a rich second-generation.

Then, he played the villain, uttering the harshest words in plain language.

Many young boys both admire and fear such people.

Afterwards, they used benefits and power to cause infighting within that small group.

Finally, Yan Shuangying stopped them before they actually started fighting each other.

In this way, there was no illegality or future trouble, but it taught those young people a good lesson and also made them distrust each other.

Fang Bie... is indeed very capable.

Not only is he great at writing songs, making movies, and writing poetry, but he can also handle this kind of thing very well.

The young lady's little admiration grew bigger and bigger.

Fang Bie, however, increasingly felt that the young lady was better.

The young lady is beautiful, has a sweet voice, a great figure, and excellent temperament; at the same time, her family background is incredibly strong.

Yet she still cooks very well and is not arrogant.

Although she is a little arrogant and proud, she will lower her head and sincerely thank and apologize when she truly realizes her mistake.

That little bit of pride, arrogance, and naivety isn't a flaw in her; rather, it's what makes her even more adorable.

Ugh......

Fang Bie sighed inwardly.

What a pity. Such a wonderful girl. Just because she's so wonderful, we're destined to be from two different worlds in this life.

For a moment, no one spoke.

On the dimly lit street, a young man in a white suit rides a bicycle with a girl with long, flowing hair on the back, creating a beautiful scene.

............

Fang Bie woke up from a nightmare once again.

This time he wasn't thrown into the river, so of course we couldn't see his brains.

This time, the movie in my dream world flopped again.

Old Man Su did indeed give him the storefronts and the entire building that he had promised.

Even Yan Shuangying didn't come looking for him.

However... just as he was on another blind date, Miss Su suddenly appeared, and then her group of bodyguards in black suits threw the blind date out, then tied him to a tiger bench and forced him to swallow needles.

A thousand needles...

Fang Bie woke up with a start just as the first needle was being fed.

He was panting heavily, and couldn't resist getting out of bed, walking to the window, and lighting a cigarette.

I checked my watch; it was 8:30 a.m., and the sky outside was already bright.

Fang Bie stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray after only taking two puffs.

This is the second time already, isn't it?

Even if you think about it day and night and dream about it at night, it's impossible for it to happen twice in a row, right?

Fang Bie was a semi-atheist; he held the belief of "respecting ghosts and gods but keeping them at a distance."

However, the idea of ​​traveling to a parallel world is already quite magical, and for a traveler to insist on being an atheist... how big must that person's mind be?

Just as Fang Bie was beginning to question his existence, there was a knock on his bedroom door.

Without even a second thought, it must be Miss Su.

Fang Bie's heart tightened, and he went over to open the door.

Standing outside the door was indeed Su Mulin, dressed neatly.

Perhaps because the weather is getting colder, she wasn't wearing a skirt today, but rather a very fitted pair of jeans.

She wore a black wool sweater, which perfectly showcased her figure, which was several levels above that of her peers.

When the young lady saw Fang Bie, her previously relaxed brows furrowed: "Why haven't you changed your clothes yet?"

Fang looked confused: "Why do we need to change clothes?"

Normally, Su Mulin would wake Fang Bie up for breakfast in the morning. After breakfast, the young lady would go to school, while Fang Bie would stay in the office playing games or go back to sleep.

But today is the weekend, and the young lady doesn't go to school.

Sigh, back when Fang Bie was in his senior year of high school, he had to attend classes six and a half days a week. He had to go to school at 5:30 every morning and finish evening self-study at 9:30 or 10:30 before he could leave school.

He only has half a day off on Sunday afternoons, and he still has to go to painting lessons.

Despite all his hard work, he only got into a second-tier university.

Shaking his head, Fang Bie rubbed his messy hair: "So why are you changing clothes?"

He usually stays in the office and pretends to be dead on weekends.

Liu Mang came to see him several times, but he sent her away each time.

To be honest, he was a little guilty.

The main reason was that the movie flopped upon release, and he was afraid that Liu Mang and the others would be disappointed.

But it's okay, he's already discussed it with Old Man Fang in the WeChat group.

If a movie flops, Old Man Su can have his film company take them in.

Or if they want to do it themselves, that's fine too; Old Man Fang will invest in them.

Su Mulin put one hand on her hip, while holding a purple suit in the other: "Come with me to see someone."

Fang Bie raised an eyebrow: "It's not your older brother who's here, is it?"

Su Shi probably got his WeChat from his father and then harassed him every day, trying to trick him into becoming the dean of Wenhua Academy.

But Fang Bie remained as still as a mountain.

Could it be that the young master sent his sister to act as a mediator this time?

That's even more impossible; the young lady was the first to object to it.

Su Mulin shoved the suit jacket into his arms: "Hurry up and wash up and change your clothes. You're going to see my second brother this time."

Fang was taken aback.

Second Brother? Is that Su Zhe, the second brother of the Su family who spent over four million to buy a Bentley worth less than two million?

Isn't he a film critic? Why would the young lady take her to see him?

The car's paperwork wasn't even with Su Mulin, yet her second brother actually wanted to...

Su Mulin raised her hand and looked at her watch: "Hurry up, we need to be there before nine o'clock."