When Shao Yingxiong got home, he began to search for news about the "marriage and love story" on the computer. Unfortunately, there was no information in the computer's film and television library except for a documentary. Therefore, he was able to completely conclude that this book was useless, and Zhang Wan was really deceived.

Putting down the computer, Shao Yingxiong sighed. In this circle, not only are there overnight fame, but also all kinds of traps, which are a bit like the antique market, where picking up bargains and shooting eyes are only between the front line.

After resting, shedding the distracting thoughts in her mind, Shao Yingxiong lay on the bed. That night, he slept very soundly. He opened his eyes and was just dawn. A sense of comfort from the inside out accompanied by endless strength in his body.

Bee, bee, bee.

Shao Yingxiong, who had just woken up, picked up the ringing phone. When he saw the name of 'Zhang Wan', a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Brother Zhang."

His words are still respectful, as if something happened yesterday had not happened at all. Shao Yingxiong had to give Zhang Wan this face. Now, if Zhang Wan owes money and favors, if he doesn't give him a good face, he might lose the good situation in a blink of an eye. Zhang Wan is a person who dares to gamble on his life because of jealousy.

"Mr. Shao, I have found a martial arts coach for you. I can attend class this afternoon. There is also an English class. At 9:00 a.m. If you get up, hurry up and clean up. I will pick you up now and let's have breakfast together."

Zhang Wan's attitude completely changed, Xiao Shao became Mr. Shao, and his words were full of flattery.

"Okay, come on, I guess I'll finish washing up when you arrive."

A moment later, Zhang Wan drove the business car downstairs. When Shao Yingxiong got on the bus, Zhang Wan said, "Mr. Shao, the team sent by the company will be in place tomorrow. The driver will be 3,000 a month, the stylist will be 8,000 assistants, and it doesn't matter whether it's a matter of buying clothes, maintaining cars, etc. The total cost is 15,000,000, and the company will pay half of it. Our company will pay nearly 8,000 yuan a month."

Shao Yingxiong nodded and said, "If you attend any occasion, including the money for buying clothes, you will not be more than 20,000 yuan?"

"Not enough." Zhang Wan explained: "You can't wear cheap clothes now. The main reason why the company matches you with a stylist is that we are afraid that we will be in vain for money to buy flowers by ourselves. It is estimated that all the costs in a month will cost at least 50,000."

"Mr. Shao, 50,000 is not much. After "Blade 1937", do you know how much you are worth? You have increased to 60,000 per episode. When the mansion comes, it will be almost a blink of an eye. However, we can't be like before. After all, the stall is built. If you give all four movies and ask you to push them all, then we will stare at and pay."

Shao Yingxiong nodded. Although celebrities make a lot of money, they actually have a lot of expenses. Some female celebrities who love to be beautiful have to count this one in a month before they make a fortune. If the expenses are not enough, where will the money be spent? How can the entertainment industry not be messed up?

"Hey, Brother Zhang, have you sent out the notebook?"

After Zhang Wan parked the car, the two walked into the breakfast shop. As soon as they entered, Shao Yingxiong met two ordinary people who were a little excited to see the stars. Such people are not necessarily fans, but they were attracted by the characters that impressed people on TV.

"District 14th! Sign up!"

Shao Yingxiong signed with a smile on his face. After signing the autograph, he finally calmed down. Then Zhang Wan said: "The notebooks have been sent out. It's probably okay for Tianjing. After all, it was the notebook he asked us for, so the picture is a bit lingering?"

"Who did you hand the notebook to?" Shao Yingxiong asked.

Zhang Wan sat opposite the dining table and looked at the dining sign and said, "It was handed over to Zhang Yimou. I used some money here. Lao Mouzi's assistant asked for 10,000 yuan."

"This money is really easy to make." Shao Yingxiong sighed: "It's time to spend it. I'll withdraw some money for you later and leave it there. There is some key use, so as not to be too late."

Zhang Wan looked up at Shao Yingxiong, his eyes full of confusion: "Let me go? Isn't it okay? I'm..."

"Nothing but to eat."

While the two were having dinner, Shao Yingxiong felt like Zhang Wanyou was serving the emperor, napkins and water were placed in front of him.

Shao Yingxiong said nothing. He understood that only by doing this can Zhang Wan feel more comfortable.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Shao Yingxiong was in the English class, and he hurriedly had lunch at noon and went to the martial arts coach to study in the afternoon. At the end of the day, he had no spare time.

As the days passed day by day, Shao Yingxiong's assistant, driver, and stylist were all in place, and he spent money like water. The most expensive one was the stylist. He first made two Armani for Shao Yingxiong and said it was a storefront, and then he made two casual clothes and said it was to attend a not-for-modern occasion. The four-piece clothes alone cost nearly 150,000 yuan. In this case, the stylist also said that this was just a low-end product.

Shao Yingxiong's income is limited. He spent a single piece of money earned in "Conquest" on the crew of "Blade 1937". All the money earned in "Blade 1937" was mailed back home. He earned less than 400,000 yuan in filming "The Mansion". These days, Zhang Wan took away 200,000 yuan in spending points for this class and that class. He spent 150,000 yuan on buying clothes, and put it in Zhang Wan's little emergency money. After counting inside and outside, he was clean!

OK!

Shao Yingxiong, who returned home at night, only after he settled the score, he realized that the word "star" was the biggest money-sucking hole in the world. It was also it was making money, and it was also it was spending money.

Now, Shao Yingxiong can only hope that Tianjing will send the money quickly, otherwise he will be unable to hold on.

Half a month, half a month passed like a flowing water, and when the summer was about to slip away, Zhang Wan finally brought good news.

"Mr. Shao, Tianjing has replied, I asked for a book and asked us to sign the contract, but they made a little request and asked if you can play the male lead."

Acting and growing?

This is a drama that is not too difficult. Shao Yingxiong looked at Zhang Wan on the sofa in the hotel apartment and asked: "Do I choose any more? Take a photo."

Zhang Wanle was already happy. He hadn't watched the money for more than a month. He was anxious, but he couldn't urge him: "That's right, who has a grudge against money, right? "Ten Years of Marriage" has a total of 20 episodes, 60,000 per episode, which is 1.2 million. The contract between the company and us is worth more than 50,000 yuan and only 460 cents. It's handed over to the company for 480,000 yuan. We still have a profit of 720,000 yuan. At least we have an investment."

"Who is the heroine?" Shao Yingxiong asked again.

Zhang Wan smiled even worse: "Guess?"

Shao Yingxiong said tentatively: "Xu Fan?"

"How do you know it's Feng Xiaogang's wife?" Zhang Wan stared at Shao Yingxiong with incredible eyes.

Shao Yingxiong sighed helplessly: "Hey, there are many kissing scenes here, Feng Dapao should not visit the set..."

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Chapter completed!