A night without words.
The next day.
Chen Feng slowly sat up from the luxurious, ridiculously oversized bed.
Phew!
He slept so incredibly well last night.
The neighborhood was so quiet.
At night, he could barely hear any noise.
The only drawback was that it was too big here.
Living alone in such a large villa felt empty, without any warmth.
It was too desolate.
It would be great to bring his parents over someday.
To live in the villa together.
His parents had lived in their hometown their whole lives and had never really been out; it was time for them to enjoy some peace and comfort.
Right!
Bring his maternal grandfather over too.
Anyway, he wasn't as demented anymore.
Chen Feng leaped out of bed and went into the luxurious bathroom, peeing, washing his face, and brushing his teeth like a zombie…
It was half past seven in the morning.
Chen Feng walked out of the villa's small courtyard.
He strolled around the neighborhood.
As he passed by House No. 6, a low roar came from the villa's garage.
A sports car.
Chen Feng looked back.
Oh!
It was him.
Li Han.
So, he lived in House No. 6.
Chen Feng walked past Li Han's doorstep with his hands behind his back, leisurely.
Li Han, who had just driven out, slammed on the brakes and stopped.
He stared at Chen Feng, utterly bewildered.
What the heck?
How did he get in?
Did he really live here?
How was that possible?
How could a mere extra afford to buy a house here?
Or did he sneak in?
Impossible.
Li Han immediately dismissed that speculation.
Longhu Yihe Villa is one of the most upscale neighborhoods in the entire Yanjing City.
It would not rank outside the top five.
The security measures here are the most comprehensive.
Strangers absolutely cannot enter.
So, how exactly did Chen Feng get in?
Li Han kept staring until Chen Feng disappeared at the end of the neighborhood road, then he suddenly came to his senses and quickly drove towards the main gate.
Passing the security booth.
Li Han waved directly at the security guard and quietly inquired about Chen Feng's situation.
The result shocked him.
Chen Feng really lived here.
And he lived in the Villa King, House No. 8.
Previously, that villa had been empty.
Although he knew it had been sold, he had never seen the owner move in.
He never thought Chen Feng would move in yesterday.
After clarifying this, Li Han was truly bewildered.
His mind was blank.
He even forgot how he drove out.
Damn it!
That extra?
He could actually afford to live in Longhu Yihe Villa?
If he was so rich, why had he been an extra all these years?
Was he playing the pig to eat the tiger?
Was he crazy?
Li Han couldn't figure it out no matter how he thought about it.
He couldn't even get that Villa King, House No. 8, in Longhu Yihe Villa.
It turned out to be Chen Feng's?
Li Han was completely emo.
…
At half past eight in the morning.
Chen Feng left the neighborhood, planning to have breakfast before heading to Huang Gui Cha's film crew to finish his scenes.
While eating, his phone rang.
He picked it up and saw it was Jiang Wen calling.
Oh no!
Chen Feng sighed inwardly.
It seemed Li Han was right.
Jiang Wen must be calling about this matter.
He answered the phone casually.
"Hello, Director Jiang."
"Ah, Chen Feng."
Jiang Wen cleared his throat, then said helplessly, "Last night, I received a call from the program team informing us that the four of us judges cannot serve as guest performers for the contestants."
"So, there's nothing we can do."
"Chen Feng, I'm sorry."
"You might have to find another guest performer."
Chen Feng took a deep breath and said calmly, "It's okay, Director Jiang. Regardless, I'm very grateful for your righteous help."
"Sigh, I won't say more. Sometimes, people have to serve these damn rules. Chen Feng, find another guest performer. If you need my help, give me a call."
"Okay, Director Jiang, thank you."
"Alright then, goodbye."
"Goodbye."
The two hung up.
Chen Feng merely frowned slightly, then hailed a taxi and left.
…
In the morning.
He arrived at Huang Gui Cha's film crew.
After Chen Feng got acquainted with everyone on the crew, he immediately started working without a word.
After finishing his makeup.
Chen Feng's image changed.
He was incredibly greasy.
Scruffy beard, lazily dressed clothes, and slippers on his feet.
The whole person exuded a sense of decadence, like a descendant of the Eight Banners.
He carried a keyring in his hand.
His hands were behind his back.
When he appeared, he walked swaggeringly, his eyes empty.
Going around to collect rent.
This feeling made Huang Gui Cha slap his thigh hard, marveling at it.
That's the feeling he wanted.
He had tried several people who came for auditions before.
But none of them could portray that feeling.
Not a single one had empty eyes.
Why empty?
Damn, owning over a hundred properties in Yan Jing, collecting hundreds of thousands in rent every month.
What else was left in life?
Wasn't it just money?
That's why it was empty.
This was a true portrayal of some big Landlords in old Beijing.
Now, only Chen Feng had managed to portray it.
Huang Gui Cha hadn't even expected such a perfect result.
He sought out Chen Feng mostly because Chen Feng had traffic now, but the price was very low, so he decided to cast him.
It turned out that this was what professionalism was.
His acting skills were top-notch.
…
Thus, Chen Feng stayed with Huang Gui Cha's film crew for half a month.
He finished all the Landlord's scenes.
He was incredibly dedicated.
Everyone on the film crew was moved.
Not only was his acting good, but his attitude was also serious.
No wonder he could make it into the top five in the variety show What is an Actor and have such high popularity.
The key was that Chen Feng had no background.
Unlike Li Han and Xu Yao.
So Chen Feng's popularity was earned by himself.
Half a month later.
Filming wrapped up.
That afternoon.
Huang Gui Cha found a restaurant and invited Chen Feng to eat.
In his opinion, Chen Feng would certainly not remain an ordinary person in the future, so he needed to maintain a good relationship now; there would definitely be opportunities to connect in the future.
In the private room of the restaurant.
Only two people were eating.
After three rounds of drinks, Huang Gui Cha also opened up.
They chatted idly about everything under the sun.
As they chatted, Huang Gui Cha talked about some of what he had seen and heard growing up in Macau.
Including the style of Macau Gambling King Liang Zhonghua.
Upon hearing this, Chen Feng couldn't help but interject, "Director Huang, isn't the Macau Gambling King He Yingsheng?"
"He Yingsheng?"
Huang Gui Cha pouted, "That old fellow is called the Gambling King now. Thirty years ago, he was just a subordinate of Liang Zhonghua. In terms of gambling skills, he couldn't even compare to Liang Zhonghua."
"Liang Zhonghua…"
Chen Feng's heart suddenly stirred, remembering that Liang Wanqiu also had the surname Liang.
Could it be?
Chen Feng immediately pulled out his phone and found a photo of Liang Wanqiu.
"Director Huang, do you know this woman?"
Huang Gui Cha leaned over to look, startled, "Isn't this Liang Wanqiu, the youngest daughter of the Liang family in Macau? Why, Mr. Chen, do you know Miss Liang?"
"I… guess I do."
Chen Feng muttered.
He finally understood why Liang Wanqiu wanted him to gamble with He Yingsheng.
It turned out she was the youngest daughter of the old Gambling King Liang Zhonghua.
So, He Yingsheng becoming the Gambling King must have been by stepping on Liang Zhonghua's reputation; perhaps there was a big story behind it.
Chen Feng fell into deep thought for a moment.
