How did I become famous?

"Why haven't you changed your clothes yet?"

"No, why would I change clothes on my day off? Does that mean I have to dress up nicely even at home?"

"Am I not always dressed neatly at home?"

"You're a woman, so what's wrong with me, a man, wearing a sweater and long underwear? I'm not just walking around in front of you in my underwear."

"Fang Bie! I'm not arguing with you! The important thing is that you need to change your clothes today!"

"What exactly do you want?"

"Going to the wedding, didn't we agree on that?"

"Wedding? Whose?"

"Chen Yan's."

Who is Chen Yan?

"Your ex-girlfriend? She promised to come to his wedding back then."

"...I could have enjoyed a Coke, played on my phone, checked the computer, and had a happy but mundane day. Why did you have to cause me pain?"

"Returning home in glory is like wearing fine clothes in the dark; don't you want to see your old classmates?"

"What's there to see?"

"Don't you want to show off a high-end Tiffany bespoke suit and an expensive watch on your wrist when everyone looks down on you, and then casually say that you're doing alright now?"

"Stop talking... I can already picture it in my mind..."

"Listen to me, go change your clothes quickly."

"No, that's way too low-class."

"After conquering the country, the founding emperors liked to go back to their hometowns to drink with their elders and reduce taxes. The rich liked to reminisce about the past. The richest people in villages and towns liked to build roads for their hometowns. What were they after? Wasn't it to stand out from the crowd and show those who looked down on them? So that they would feel even more bitter, and only then would you be able to see the truth."

"You've got some nerve, putting on airs so elegantly and tastefully. You're quite the character, young lady..."

"Fang, stop! I'm going to get angry if you swear again! Are you going to change it or not?!"

"Change it, change it, it's your decision, okay?"

"Then hurry up and go!"

The above conversation took place at 7:30 a.m. on a weekend morning.

Early in the morning, the young lady woke Fang Bie up for breakfast and then urged him to change his clothes and go back to his hometown.

Her main goal was to stand up for Fang and show off, to slap that woman in the face. She hadn't gotten enough satisfaction from last time, but she wasn't petty enough to fire her.

But Miss Su is, after all, only an eighteen-year-old girl.

You dare not like the man I, Su Mulin, like? And you even dare to dump him? Who do you think you are?

Of course, if Fang Bie still had feelings for her, then Miss Su would be even angrier.

Women are sometimes just that strange.

Another reason is that she wanted to subtly influence Fang Bie's way of thinking.

If you bring a young woman to someone else's wedding, what will your classmates think?

Does that mean you'll start to see this girl as your girlfriend?

This is exactly the effect Miss Su wanted.

This is another idea that her "strategist" Zhang Xixi has given her these past few days.

She thought it was good, at least more reliable than the last idea.

After this period of analysis, Miss Su has come to understand.

Although I am excellent in every aspect, even if I am not perfect, Fang will misunderstand me.

It's not that he's a stereotypical straight man, it's that he hasn't yet seen himself as a mature woman!

He still sees himself as a high school girl!

So he didn't have any particular thoughts at all.

But what era are we living in?! High school students don't know much? Are they naive?

Do not make jokes.

Maybe I'm childish sometimes, but compared to those little brats at school, I'm definitely much more mature!

To change Fang Bie's opinion of him, it is necessary to subtly influence him.

First, you need to get him to see you as a woman, not a little girl!

This is Miss Su's battle plan!

Fang Bie, who was changing clothes on the other side, was also quite confused.

A wedding? Chen Yan?

If the young lady hadn't reminded him, he would have completely forgotten that she was getting married.

Not only that, he had almost forgotten the names of the people in question.

After all, that was his past in a parallel world. He was a guy who had traveled from another world, so what did his past have to do with him?

In his previous life, he had never been in a relationship during college. The only person he had a crush on went abroad after graduation, and they barely even exchanged a few words in the end.

Miss Su is still a child at heart; she just likes to play with these useless things.

Showing off? What good does showing off do?

What I, Fang, am after is collecting rent and eating out without having to look at the prices on the menu.

Want to show off? It's easy! Once you get the house, post a few photos on social media every now and then, and lament about how hard it is to collect rent. If anyone asks, just say that the rent is only a few thousand or tens of thousands, and that you work pretty hard too.

That's it, isn't it?

But there's nothing we can do. Although the young lady is mature, steady, decisive, and capable most of the time, she still sometimes shows a childish side.

But she's a young lady from a wealthy family, so I had no choice but to listen. What else could I do?

After changing his clothes, Fang Bie was hurriedly pulled out of the house by the young lady and taken to the airport.

As soon as I got off the plane, a Bentley Mulsanne was already waiting in the parking lot.

The driver was Yan Shuangying, whom we hadn't seen for a while.

Sitting in the back seat, Fang Bie raised an eyebrow: "Brother Yan is such a busy man these days, how come he still has time to be a driver?"

After "Captain China" became a hit, Yan Shuangying also took on a new role. It is said that a classmate of his who was frustrated with his career found him the role. The classmate originally only wanted Yan Shuangying to submit his script to Suying for the sake of their old friendship, but after reading the script, Yan Shuangying decided to take the role himself.

After reviewing the script, Speed ​​Shadow found it satisfactory and allocated the funding to them.

However, Fang Bie was still a little annoyed with Yan Shuangying for "plotting" against him, so he didn't ask what he was filming. He only knew that it was probably a period drama.

"Many scenes in the drama required filming in Los Angeles. Now that our scenes here have wrapped up, I've come to pick you up." Yan Shuangying smiled behind his sunglasses. "Brother Fang, don't forget our bet."

The young lady nudged Fang Bie: "What bet? There was no money involved, right? Gambling is bad."

"It's just a dollar, don't worry about the details." Fang Bie waved his hand casually, then changed the subject, "Brother Yan, what role are you playing? It's not another one of those expressionless, cold-faced guys, is it?"

Fang Bie was very unhappy with Yan Shuangying and finally began to use the Yin-Yang Master's unique Yin-Yang strangeness technique.

Yan Shuangying didn't even turn his head: "It's a period detective drama. I play a general who goes on investigations with a high-ranking official. It's like a series of short stories. We plan to produce the TV series first, and if the feedback is good, then we'll plan to develop a movie."

General? Grand Secretary? Historical Costume? Detective?

Fang Bie smirked... "Could it be 'Detective Dee'?"

But judging from his behavior, he probably really is Di Renjie...

No wonder they chose to film in Los Angeles.

Chatting along the way, the Bentley soon arrived at the Xiushui Baihe Hotel—a relatively high-end hotel in Los Angeles. In any case, for the cost of living in Los Angeles, holding a wedding banquet here wouldn't be cheap.

The bride and groom were already waiting at the door to greet the guests.

Fang sighed, opened the door, and got out of the car.

Then, Su Mulin, dressed in a custom Tiffany dress, subtly linked arms with him and walked toward Chen Yan, who was wearing a wedding dress and had a complicated look in her eyes, amidst the surprised and puzzled gazes of those around them.

Approaching her, Su Mulin gave her a distant yet polite smile: "Congratulations, happy marriage."

Chen Yan returned a complex smile.

She didn't sleep well last night.

No, it should be said that she hasn't been sleeping well during this period.

After Fang and the other person left, she was just a little depressed, but didn't have any other thoughts.

After all, it has nothing to do with Fang Bie having money, and the men she's found aren't bad either.

But as Fang Bie's films became hugely popular, she became increasingly tormented.

It feels like you casually bought a lottery ticket from a machine to get change, then casually threw it in the trash, only to find that the winning numbers were the same as the jackpot.

When the winner went to claim her prize, she said she had taken the winning ticket from that trash can.

This feeling... is something most people probably can't understand.

So, while she was in pain, she prayed that Fang and the other two would never come.

Unfortunately, this is an atheistic world, or perhaps the gods favor Fang Bie, who is a time traveler?

She didn't know; all she knew was that Fang Bie still came.

He was also accompanied by Su Murin, a stunningly beautiful girl, dressed in a bespoke Tiffany suit, and riding in a Bentley Mulsanne...

But that wasn't the worst part. What hurt her the most was...

"Director Fang! I only realized you were her classmate when I saw Xiaoyan's graduation photo! I was dreaming of meeting you someday, and now my dream has come true! I thought someone like you wouldn't even remember Xiaoyan as a classmate!"

The slightly overweight man in a suit next to Chen Yan grasped Fang Bie's hands with a look of delighted surprise: "Director Fang! I'm a huge fan! Could you please sign my autograph?"

He was so excited that he even forgot to greet the young lady of the conglomerate next to Fang Bie.

Looking at the excited groom, the bride with a complicated expression, and the somewhat dazed young lady, Fang Bie forced a smile, took the notebook and pen the groom handed him, thought for a long time, and finally wrote two words:

"come on."