Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

Less than 10 minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

Hmm...it's really plump and delicious, and quite stimulating.

Bah! Yang Che felt humiliated, but he could only grit his teeth and encourage himself. This was for the future of Doubao Media...

"Don't take off your glasses, keep them on."

"You're a pervert... Slow down, I'm dizzy... No, I didn't bring any extra clothes."

"I'll buy it for you."

Immediately, there was a hissing sound, followed by a series of crackling sounds.

"You slut, I can smell your stench even before you've stepped inside."

"what!"

"What a good dog... Don't you think you're shameless?"

"..."

"Isn't that cheap?"

Xiao Yi sobbed, "You...you..."

"......"

Yang Che found himself to be quite gloomy, but he vented all the negative emotions he had accumulated over the past two days from dealing with the film purchasing manager and reporters. Moreover, it seemed that his relationship with Hunan TV had taken a significant step forward.

Do what you're told.

Fifty-seven minutes later, Xiao Yi staggered into the bathroom and, for some reason, began to dry heave.

Yang Che leaned comfortably against the headboard and dialed Zhou Liren, also known as Xiao Zhou. Although he hadn't officially started working yet, he was already doing the work.

Just as Xiao Yi was rinsing, there was a knock on the door.

But Xiao Zhou handed in a paper bag, just as Yang Che had told Xiao Yi, that he would buy her clothes.

Yang Che also went into the washroom, put his arm around her, and with a completely different attitude from before, his tone was incredibly gentle: "It's okay, I'm your driver. I had him buy the suit. Try it on in a bit and see if I have a good eye."

Xiao Yi, however, was no longer the tender and affectionate person he had been moments before... He simply wiped himself down and left the bathroom. Looking at the bag, he chuckled, "This set must have cost over 5000, right?"

Yang Che remained noncommittal: "Please forgive me, I've searched the whole area but haven't found Chanel or Armani."

"Then I'll accept it, thank you."

Xiao Yi looked at him with an expression that said, "I believe in you."

However, as Xiao Yi started getting dressed, she gasped several times. Some parts still ached, but the pain was followed by a sweet, tingling sensation. She'd been with many men, but she'd never felt anything like this before...

After getting dressed, Xiao Yi tidied up, packed up her old clothes, and left. She said that her husband had bought them, and she needed to find a tailor to resew them, since they were torn along the seams; otherwise, she really wouldn't know what to do.

After hearing this, Yang Che wished he could tear it apart again.

Neither of them mentioned anything about the future, whether it was further contact or future cooperation.

That's the unspoken understanding between experienced drivers—just letting things happen naturally.

Yang Che then skipped his lunch break and went straight to Lukou Airport.

Yang Che said that the postgraduate registration period is only one or two days, and it's true. The deadline is November 14th, and you have to register in person. Otherwise, you would have to stay in Guangzhou for a few more days.

While in the car, Yang Che handed over the only 6500 yuan in cash he had to Xiao Zhou.

Xiao Zhou: "Mr. Yang, the clothes cost 2850."

"I know, this is all the cash I have on me. Take the rest for your travel expenses and settling-in allowance. Spend some time with your wife and kids these next few days."

Xiao Zhou paused and said "Hey." Yang Che had already told him that he would start as a driver/assistant, and then work as a production manager when the film started, earning 1500 a month, which was... considered a high salary.

Xiao Yi, as the deputy manager of the import department of Hunan TV, only earns this much salary, which of course doesn't stop him from charging two or three thousand yuan for a single bottle of perfume.

Yang Che slept the whole way on the plane, feeling quite exhausted both physically and mentally.

After his encounter with Xiao Yi, Yang Che felt no warmth in his kidneys and lower abdomen; instead, he felt empty, as if he had been drained of nourishment.

I didn't feel better until I got into Li Xiangdong's car that picked me up at the airport.

"Old Li, you've worked hard."

Li Xiangdong's lips curved slightly: "It's not hard work. I'm still not used to the finished work on the other side of the yard."

Yang Che laughed heartily: "You're complaining because I don't let you tend the boiler?"

Li Xiangdong gave an awkward smile: "No, I just felt anxious sitting there with nothing to do."

Yang Che shook his head: "It's not easy to manage the logistics work well. You don't feel anything now that there are fewer people. Keep a calm mindset. You are Doubao's number one employee."

Li Xiangdong fell silent. He suddenly realized that there were indeed few people. Right now, Che Ge only had two girlfriends. What if there were more? If he had to pick up one and drop off another at the same time, what would he do?

Li Xiangdong panicked immediately. Every time he thought of the scene where Gao Yuanyuan and Fan Bingbing confronted each other in the stairwell, he felt suffocated.

At 7 p.m., Yang Che returned to his loyal yet lonely No. 8 courtyard. Lying in bed, smelling the lingering scent of Yuan Yuan, he called her. After five or six rings, he heard her hushed laughter: "Yang Che, you're home?"

"Pig Garden, can't you make an exception for me? Do you know how lonely I am right now?"

Gao Yuanyuan hesitated for two seconds, then smiled and said, "You're just feeling lost after the party."

"Fine, you're being all sneaky even when answering your boyfriend's phone call."

"Shall I go out and answer it now, put it on speakerphone, and let my mom hear my boyfriend's voice?"

"It'll happen sooner or later, um... let's not do it now. Yuanyuan, I bought you some really pretty clothes."

"Hehe... Bought in Hong Kong? Bought two sets, right?"

Gao Yuanyuan smiled sarcastically, making Yang Che feel increasingly guilty.

Many people have had this experience: after having an affair, when they return home to face their partner, they either feel guilty and try to appease them in various ways, or they use harsh words and actions to cover up their guilt.

So Yang Che said, "I did buy two sets, but she doesn't know it yet."

Then Yang Che seemed to hear a squeaking sound, like a mouse, through the phone receiver. Oh, it was the sound of teeth grinding.

"A surprise?"

"No, Gao Yuanyuan, you can't let anger cloud your judgment. It's clearly a matter of first come, first served."

Gao Yuanyuan on the other end of the phone became increasingly embarrassed and annoyed, because her first reaction was that she had "won," and only then did she feel embarrassed and annoyed by her reaction.

I really want to bite you to death.

"Yuanyuan, have you noticed how much you've changed?"

Gao Yuanyuan fell silent. Indeed, there had been a significant change. She had glanced down subconsciously just now and noticed that her breasts had indeed grown larger... but not as much as her mindset.

"Hmph, it's all your fault. I feel like I'm going crazy now, and my thoughts are no longer like those of a normal person."

Yang Che smiled and asked, "Have your parents said you've become much more cheerful?"

"I'm pretty lively at home, okay... but my classmates said something, haha. By the way, honey, the studio moved, so what are you planning to do?"