The dinner party concluded swiftly.
Liang Wanqiu never revealed any other special requests throughout the meal.
She maintained her composure the entire time.
She didn't speak much.
She was constantly observing Chen Feng.
After the dinner party ended, Song YaWen and Liang Wanqiu drove away.
Lin Zu originally wanted to pull Chen Feng aside for a chat, but he was directly pushed away with a slap, watching helplessly as Chen Feng took a taxi and left, leaving him with a look of deep resentment.
This meal left him with a belly full of questions.
First, there was the large red envelope Chen Feng's mother gave him.
Three million.
Damn it.
Was that not a prank?
Lin Zu felt that even if his family's financial situation wasn't that of a wealthy household, it certainly surpassed the well-off level.
But three million?
His parents couldn't afford that.
They used three million as a red envelope...
Did Chen Feng's family dig up a mine, or was he just playing the pig to eat the tiger all along?
Playing it for four years?
It's a bit unbelievable.
Then there was Liang Wanqiu.
Did she have feelings or not?
She wouldn't say.
Even Song YaWen couldn't get it out of her.
So, this meal was vague and yielded no definitive results.
It felt like a wasted effort.
Standing on the street, Lin Zu suddenly felt like such an idiot.
The emperor is not anxious, but the eunuch is.
What exactly was he anxious about?
Was he eager to drag Chen Feng down, to make him a kept man too?
So he wouldn't feel so embarrassed?
Lin Zu was confused.
...
At a quarter past three in the afternoon, Chen Feng appeared at the entrance of Wangfu Street.
As soon as he got out of the car, he saw Wang Chuang, who had been pacing back and forth at the entrance.
Chen Feng strode over.
He walked right up to him.
Because he was wearing a hat and a mask, Wang Chuang didn't recognize him at first.
It wasn't until Chen Feng stopped, his gaze fixed on him, that Wang Chuang was startled and blurted out, "Is that Chen Laodi?"
"It's me."
Chen Feng nodded.
"Hey, Chen Laodi's style..."
"Alright, brother, let's not talk about useless things. Let's find a place to chat; I want to hear the specific information about the role."
"Understood, as you wish."
Wang Chuang immediately turned around and pointed into the distance, saying, "There's a teahouse over there. How about we go there? My treat, pre-Qingming Longjing, drink as much as you like."
"Alright."
Chen Feng was decisive and started walking immediately.
Wang Chuang quickly followed behind him.
A few minutes later, the two entered the teahouse and got a small private room.
Soon, a pot of brewed pre-Qingming Longjing tea was served.
Chen Feng took off his hat and mask, and Wang Chuang diligently poured tea and served him.
After the two had a sip of tea, Wang Chuang stared at Chen Feng for a long time before shaking his head and sighing, "Chen Laodi is truly extraordinary up close. He has a natural aristocratic air."
Chen Feng: "..."
Can I kick him?
This flattery just spills out?
Wang Chuang saw Chen Feng's expression darken slightly, immediately realized his mistake, and quickly chuckled, "My apologies, that's just a bad habit of mine. Let's talk business, talk business."
"Good, let's talk business. If you say any more nonsense, I'm leaving right now."
Chen Feng picked up his teacup and took another sip.
"Please don't leave."
Wang Chuang quickly said with a ingratiating smile, "Actually, most of the details about that role were discussed on the phone."
"My buddy is also an unrecognized talent."
"Back then, he..."
Chen Feng tapped the table, "Talk business. I don't want to hear your buddy's story."
"Oh, right, right."
Wang Chuang tapped his own head again, then organized his thoughts, "That... oh crap, I forgot what I wanted to say?"
Chen Feng: "..."
He wanted to kick him more and more.
Wang Chuang: "Oh, I remember now. Right, that role, it's only about three days of scenes."
"Because it's a small production with low investment, we can't afford big stars."
"My buddy is still being particular."
"He just wants to make a splash with a web drama."
"So he wants to find someone with a bit of traffic, who can get into the crew through connections, make a cameo for a couple of days, and just take a symbolic payment as a gesture."
"You tell me, where do you find such good things?"
"How is this any different from a pie falling from the sky?"
"He insisted I find someone."
"I had no choice; he's my childhood friend."
"Sigh, I just had to bite the bullet and look."
"Chen Laodi, I've told you the information about the role. Anyway, this character in his drama is essentially a reclusive sage, like a half-immortal."
"That's basically the situation."
"What do you think, can you do it?"
Chen Feng blinked, "Where is the filming location?"
"Right in Panjiayuan."
"Who are the male and female leads?"
Wang Chuang chuckled awkwardly, "Internet celebrities."
Chen Feng was silent for a moment, then said, "No problem for now, I agree. Arrange a meeting with your friend; I'd like to see the script."
"Got it."
Wang Chuang quickly pulled out his phone, and while scrolling through his contacts, he suddenly asked, "Chen Laodi, those red envelopes you sent before, I..."
"You still want to give them back to me?"
Chen Feng glanced at him askance.
Wang Chuang's heart trembled.
Damn it!
Is this guy's gaze so sharp now?
Scary.
Wang Chuang quickly gave an awkward smile, "No, no, I'll make a call."
Having said that, he quickly got up and left.
A moment later, he returned.
He quickly sat down opposite him and said with a smile, "Chen Laodi, my buddy is on his way. Just relax and drink your tea. He'll be here soon."
"Alright."
Chen Feng nodded.
The two began to drink tea, cup after cup.
Chen Feng also started to casually ask about Wang Chuang's business.
After chatting for a long time, he learned that Wang Chuang was currently almost semi-unemployed.
His agency business had long been unsustainable.
Mainly because the entertainment industry has been in a slump these past two years, plus the newly graduated kids are getting smarter, and no one is willing to pay the agency fee.
Moreover, the casting channels for various production crews have become increasingly diverse.
Platforms like Tantan, Momo, Soul, and all sorts of other apps are becoming more and more common.
Anyway, it just wasn't working out.
It was a thankless job.
So Wang Chuang was also considering new ways to make a living.
He had indeed made some money in previous years.
Therefore, most of the money for his so-called childhood friend's web drama was actually invested by him.
Otherwise, how would he dare to shamelessly call Chen Feng with such a request?
If Chen Feng hadn't activated the system, he wouldn't have given him this opportunity.
Chen Feng sighed inwardly.
People are all like this.
No profit, no early rising.
Just like that, after the two chatted for about half an hour, Wang Chuang received a call.
His childhood friend had arrived.
Wang Chuang quickly went out to meet him.
A moment later, the two entered the room.
Chen Feng still politely stood up.
The man who came in with Wang Chuang wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and looked refined; he really didn't have the demeanor of a director.
As soon as the man entered, he extended his hand towards Chen Feng, "Mr. Chen, a pleasure to meet you. My name is Yang Chengbin, and I'm very happy to meet you."
"Hello, Mr. Yang."
Chen Feng shook his hand.
He felt he was quite polite.
"Mr. Chen, I heard from Old Wang on the phone that you agreed to help with a cameo, and I was so excited I almost crashed my car."
Yang Chengbin indeed seemed a bit excited.
After all, Chen Feng now had some traffic.
It was a very rare thing for him to agree to a cameo in a web drama.
Chen Feng didn't act coy either.
It was a win-win situation, after all.
"Mr. Yang, let's sit down and talk."
"Good, good, let's sit down and talk."
So, the three of them sat down again.
Wang Chuang, who was standing by, finally felt relieved.
At the same time, he couldn't help but secretly give Chen Feng another thumbs-up.
This young man was truly something.
He didn't hold grudges at all.
If someone like him couldn't become famous, even God would be struck by lightning.
It's all up to him now.
