Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

In the time that followed, the two were even sweeter than when they first confessed their feelings.

Yang Che knew that she would get sad, upset, jealous, and cause trouble from time to time, but at least until the end of filming, there wouldn't be any major problems, and during this period, there would be many things he could do.

Her sacrifices will increase, and her sunk costs will grow. And Yang Che? During this time, she will see a better version of herself, a version that is more beneficial to her.

So who knows what will happen then?

Anyway, he'll never lose out.

The meal was eaten quickly, and just as the bill was paid, Gao Yuanyuan's phone rang. It was her mother calling.

Seeing her lie so naturally, saying "I'm in a taxi, I'll be home soon," Yang Che knew that she was a repeat offender.

Seeing her boyfriend's hesitant expression, Gao Yuanyuan hung up the phone and said seriously, "This is a white lie, otherwise there would be a whole bunch of problems."

That makes sense.

The two got into the car, and when they reached an intersection, Gao Yuanyuan said, "Pull over, I'm getting off here."

If the two hadn't established a relationship, Gao Yuanyuan would definitely have asked him to drop her off at the entrance of her apartment complex; this is a sign that she has a guilty conscience.

Although he knew the girl was ashamed to let others know, Yang Che was still a little unhappy.

But her unhappiness vanished in the next second, and the girl pouted and leaned forward.

The two chatted for a while and ended up in the back seat, since the front seats were too inconvenient.

After a silent exchange of defense and attack, Gao Yuanyuan's body temperature rose rapidly, and she trembled slightly as she whispered, "Don't move."

"Hmm, I won't move."

"I said yes, oh dear."

Yang Che changed the subject: "I'm going to record a song tomorrow, do you want to come?"

Gao Yuanyuan weakly tugged at his wrist again: "I'm not going, you're bullying me."

"Okay, whatever you say."

"Um..."

When people see something extremely cute, their brain's emotional and reward systems are strongly activated, creating a feeling of "it's so cute I can't stand it." To prevent emotional outbursts, the brain releases excess energy through seemingly opposite behaviors to achieve emotional balance, such as pinching it.

Gao Yuanyuan was so cute that Yang Che's brain, to prevent him from losing control of his emotions, made him move his hands around.

Gao Yuanyuan headbutted him in the chest; she couldn't take it.

"I'm home. Send me the recording studio address."

"it is good."

After tidying up her clothes, Gao Yuanyuan looked reluctant to part with him, and then took the initiative to kiss him again.

After that, she got off the bus and went home, looking back every few steps.

Seeing her enter the gate, Yang Che started the car and called Fan Bingbing back. As soon as the call connected, she spoke in a rising tone, "Master Yang, are you busy?"

"Yeah, I was just talking to someone."

Fan Bingbing asked with curiosity, "Which important person are you talking to? They hung up on me."

"Stop being so sarcastic. When are you going back to the capital?"

"Next Monday, the 30th, at 4:30 pm, at the Capital Airport, by myself."

Yang Che remained silent for a long time: "Alright, study the script carefully, and don't mess up during the script reading."

Fan Bingbing drawled, "Okay!"

Yang Che paused for a moment, then finally said, "Alright, I'm still driving, I'm hanging up."

"Just keep talking, you don't need to use your mouth. You don't miss me at all. Wait, were you with some woman just now?"

Yang Che told the truth: "No."

To be absolutely certain, Yang Che was 100% certain that Gao Yuanyuan was a girl, not a woman...

"real?"

"Nonsense, tsk, Fan Bingbing, do I have to report to you who I'm with?"

"Hehe, you're so outstanding, I'm just worried you'll get scammed. I'm your half-sister, after all."

This coward, look at Cheng Hong who dares to think and act, look at Gao Yuanyuan who is bold and direct, and then look at you.

Yang Che felt both disdain and relief; this was very good, very good indeed.

After a few more casual words, Fan Bingbing finally got down to business. They had reached an agreement, and she would pay 10 yuan in compensation.

The day after tomorrow, Saturday, will be the day they officially sign the termination agreement with He Xiuqun. Everything will proceed quietly.

It's not exactly a respectable thing, especially with Hunan TV in the middle.

Otherwise, 10 yuan is even lower than in another time and space, so Hunan TV has to step in.

Yang Che was somewhat disappointed. Perhaps sensing his tone, Fan Bingbing complained, "Can't you wish me well for once? You have to make people call me ungrateful."

Yang Che was speechless. You were the one who started the black-and-red path first.

"Look at you, you just don't know what's funny. Do you think I'm that kind of materialistic person?"

"You are, you are, you are 100%."

Yang Che laughed in exasperation: "Then why are you sticking to me so tightly?"

Fan Bingbing hesitated for two seconds, then said in a soft, playful voice, "Because you're good to me."

"Okay, that's good. Just act well and promote it hard. Once I make some money, I'll definitely find you a few wives so they can all treat you well."

"Um?"

Fan Bingbing was stunned for a moment, then burst out cursing: "You son of a bitch Yang Che!! Get lost!", and then she hung up.

Yang Che curled his lip. This little vixen, he'd hang her up and beat her in a few days.

Just as Yang Che was thinking of making a call to his assistant to offer his condolences, he received a text message from Fan Bingbing. He pulled the car over to the side of the road to read it.

"I accidentally hung up. I'm sleepy and going to bed."

There is no three hundred taels of silver here.

Yang Che thought for a moment but didn't reply. Instead, he called Qin Lan. He didn't really have anything to say, but he just wanted to call her.

"Hey, Che-ge."

"What are you doing? Why did it take you so long to answer the phone?"

"You're having dinner with relatives. Have you eaten yet? What did you eat?"

Yang Che ignored her question: "Okay, then you eat. Bye."

"Hey~ I've already run out of the house, why are you calling me? Are you lonely today because no one's keeping you company?"

Qin Lan's tone became sweet and coquettish.

It's often said that Chen Xiaoxu exhausted the gentleness of Northeast China for three hundred years, but in fact, Qin Lan was quite gentle most of the time as well.

The two chatted for a few more minutes about trivial matters, and finally Yang Che told her to come back at the end of the month because he said he was going out to do some research...

This was a disaster. Qin Lan was incredibly excited, screaming that she would fly back to Beijing tomorrow to be with him. This made Yang Che feel terrible. He had really shot himself in the foot. He tried to reason with her and said he wanted to be alone for a while.

Fortunately, Qin Lan didn't ask who Jingjing was... she knew he was involved in "art"...

After hanging up the phone, Yang Che sighed. He hadn't even gotten to the point yet, and he was already overwhelmed with problems.