How did I become famous?

Yan Shuangying did not agree; he only said he could consider it.

Fang Bie planned to talk to him about the pros and cons later.

After all, everyone has the same goal: to make bad movies.

Wouldn't it be much better to use an amateur with absolutely no acting skills than to find an actor?

Although many actors are also terrible at acting.

After they parted ways, Fang Bie didn't go home. He secretly went to an ATM to check how much money was in his bank card.

A seven-digit number starting with 1.

That is, one million.

Fang didn't say anything.

He simply bought a bag of Dasu cigarettes and squatted on the curb, lost in thought.

He also bought a small bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor).

He hasn't drunk baijiu (Chinese liquor) for two years.

The last time I drank baijiu was when I graduated from university. My roommates bought a big barrel of that kind of baijiu that cost eleven yuan. Four out of the six of us vomited, and the remaining two had to be taken to the hospital for stomach pumping.

Fang Bie strongly suspected that it was just alcohol diluted with water.

He hasn't drunk any baijiu since then.

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

Su Mulin was preparing lunch at home.

Her mother passed away when she was young, and her father was rarely home. Later, her two older brothers traveled all over the country. While she was at home, she developed excellent cooking skills.

In her opinion, since she wasn't paying rent, it would be reasonable for her to take on the cooking duties.

She was actually quite proud, and although she was young, she was usually quite mature and decisive.

She didn't want to owe Fang anything; her pride wouldn't allow it.

However, Fang Bie's appearance after returning made her frown.

"Have you been drinking?"

"Ah, I had two drinks." Fang Bie's eyes were blurry with drunkenness.

He felt he had never been so clear-headed before.

Why are you drinking?

"I'm happy."

"What's there to be happy about?"

Fang Bie rested his chin on his hand, staring blankly at her: "Do you know what kind of life rich people live?"

Su Mulin didn't say anything, but boiled water to make him a cup of tea to sober him up.

Fang Bie continued, "I used to like a girl, back in school."

"Hmm, and then? She dumped you?" Su Mulin asked without stopping.

No, I just have a crush on someone.

"It's a little hot, let it cool down before drinking." The water had boiled, and Su Mulin made him a cup of tea. "And then?"

Fang Bie took a sip of tea, which scalded him so much that he grimaced.

"And then... she was the class monitor, and I was the vice class monitor. We got along pretty well. Later, I wanted to confess my feelings."

"Um."

"But one time after school, her family came to pick her up, and I saw her get into a car, a BMW 7 Series."

"oh."

"I didn't say anything, and then after graduation, I think she went abroad, but I didn't ask."

"You are excellent, don't underestimate yourself."

Fang Biexiao smiled.

Yes, he now has an extra million, which might be enough to buy even the lowest-spec, base model 7 Series.

But this is different after all.

He bought a million-dollar car because he could only afford such an expensive one after selling everything he owned.

The other party bought a car worth one million because their family can afford to maintain such an expensive car.

"You probably don't understand."

"What do you mean?" Su Mulin crossed her arms. "Because her car is expensive?"

"You don't think it's expensive?"

"It's nothing special."

"..."

Your dad drives an S-Class, and while the Mercedes-Benz S600 is expensive, the S-Class and the 7 Series are roughly in the same class.

"What kind of cars does your family drive?"

"I'm not an adult yet. My eldest brother is Enzo, my second brother is ONE77, and my dad is Phantom."

Fang Bie smirked: "Where's the Mercedes?"

"It seems there are a few Mercedes-Benzes." Su Mulin frowned. "They seem to be family cars used for grocery shopping. I haven't paid attention to that kind of thing. Aren't cars just for transportation? What difference could there be?"

Fang twitched the corner of his mouth; he had sobered up.

This conversation was so boring.

The two didn't mention it again; Fang Bie didn't bring it up again, and Su Mulin didn't ask again.

She thought...maybe Fang saw that female classmate outside and then drowned his sorrows in alcohol.

There's no need to reopen old wounds at this point.

A man doesn't need anyone's sympathy.

At the very least... he's a genius, something Su Mulin already knows.

After finishing his meal, Fang went to do the laundry.

After a while, Su Mulin stood quietly to one side, wearing her school uniform.

Fang raised an eyebrow: "Going to school today?"

"I also want to... do laundry..." Su Mulin's cheeks were slightly flushed; she was a little embarrassed.

"No problem, bring it here, I'll wash it for you." Fang Bie said with a cigarette in his mouth and a mature and steady smile on his face.

Su Mulin pursed her lips: "I only brought this one outfit."

Fang looked her up and down, then suddenly suggested, "By the way, I'm going out to buy some things. Want to come along? Like some consumables or daily necessities."

Su Mulin remained silent.

"If you don't want to go..." Fang Bie scratched his head.

"I'm going!"

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

Inside the convenience store, the two silently looked at the row of shampoos on top.

"By the way, are you using my shampoo?"

"The soap I use."

"Um... then pick one you like."

"Okay, thank you."

"No need to be so polite." What a polite child! Fang Bie said with a smile, "Then let's go buy some more clothes."

Seeing that Su Mulin looked hesitant, Fang Bie waved his hand and said generously, "It's okay, take your pick."

After all, your dad gave me a million to buy fruit...

"Thanks......"

"Mmm~"

Fang Bie maintained a smiling expression until he followed Su Mulin to the Tironi boutique.

Tironi is a high-end clothing brand; even its most basic garments start at five figures.

Fang Bie's smiling face was covered in sweat.

"Then...then..."

Su Mulin pointed to a row of clothes on a rack, from the far left to the far right: "From here, to here."

"Eh~~" Fang Bie smiled, "So, Xiao Lin, you can make jokes like this too."

"..."

Su Mulin's pretty face turned bright red. She quickly grabbed a piece of clothing and fled in a panic: "I...I'm going to try on the clothes."

Ah... could she be angry?

Fang chased after him.

"I'm sorry, Rin."

"I'm fine."

"It's all my fault, I shouldn't have ignored your lame joke."

"I already said no!"

"Huh? Or maybe that wasn't a joke?"

"Stop talking!"

"Xiao Lin, you're a girl who seems cold on the outside but is warm on the inside. Actually, you were just telling a joke to give me an out, weren't you?"

"Okay, please stop talking!"

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

"Hmm? That's... Fang Bie?"

"Is the store manager someone I know?"

"Yes, I guess so."

The pretty female store manager frowned slightly.

Fang Bie? Why would he come to a place like this?

P.S.: The second update will be posted in the morning or at noon. I can't stay up any longer, so I'm going to sleep now.