At this mont, on the fifth floor of the mall, which is the cinema level, Gu Bai was sitting cross-legged in the waiting area playing on his phone.
Zhang Yung sat beside him, occasionally handing him a snack to munch on. Gu Bai naturally enjoyed her service.
Watching a movie is typically a couple’s activity, and the surrounding seats were full of them. The handso-adorable pair of Gu Bai and Zhang Yung certainly caught a lot of attention. Seeing Zhang Yung obediently feeding Gu Bai snacks made many of the n around almost drool with envy.
"Gu Bai, have you ever watched a movie with soone before?"
Gu Bai was chewing on the snack she fed him while scrolling through short videos and shook his head.
"No."
He wasn’t lying to Zhang Yung. In his previous life, the longest relationship he’d had was with Zhai Li, but it only lasted a few months. They were both engrossed in their studies, and their relationship wasn’t much more than a friendship. Although he had a few relationships after that, they were even shorter, often ending quickly as they went straight to the point in the hotels nad after the philosophy school founded by Confucius. He never tried these flashy things.
"So this is your first ti?"
Zhang Yung suddenly got excited.
Gu Bai wasn’t sure why Zhang Yung was so excited, but he nodded anyway.
Zhang Yung’s excitent was real. She didn’t realize she was unconsciously evolving into a devoted follower.
Is anyone born a devoted follower?
No.
Devoted followers are trained over ti.
When the person you love but cannot have usually speaks coldly to you, showing indifference, but suddenly shows so concern, won’t you be happy for a while?
Repeat this a few tis, and you’ll fall into his trap. No matter how he treats you usually, as long as he gives you a little sweetness at a certain mont, even if it’s trivial, a devoted follower will be excited for a long ti.
Zhang Yung was in this mindset now. Gu Bai always treated her with indifference, but today, he gave her enough attention to make the Finance University’s goddess elated and satisfied.
At this mont, the cinema announcent sounded.
"A3 hall is checking tickets, please prepare to enter."
Zhang Yung looked at the movie ticket in her hand: "That’s our hall, shall we go in?"
"Alright."
The movie hadn’t started yet; the lights in the theater were still on. Zhang Yung, holding two big boxes of popcorn, followed Gu Bai to their seats.
After putting down the popcorn, she took out her phone, first snapping a picture of the screen and then taking a selfie.
After a while, feeling dissatisfied, she turned weakly to Gu Bai and asked, "Gu Bai, can we take a picture together? I want to post it on my Monts."
She wore a pleading expression after saying this.
Gu Bai found it amusing to see her looking so pitiful. People say gold-diggers act tough with the weak and weak with the tough; Zhang Yung seed to perfectly embody this saying.
"Go ahead, there’s nothing stopping you."
Gu Bai didn’t mind such things. If he did, why would he have brought Qi Man along to the racing festival when Tian Shu invited so many reporters? Even if he beca famous online one day and was exposed as a playboy, it wouldn’t matter. Didn’t another Master Wu appear after Master Luo?
These people singing, dancing, and selling big bowl noodles get away with being scumbags; why shouldn’t he?
With Gu Bai’s consent, Zhang Yung quickly angled for the most flattering shot and took a photo with Gu Bai, purposely capturing the 6002G on Gu Bai’s left wrist. Even though it wasn’t hers, it was her boyfriend’s, so it was all the sa.
As the Finance University’s goddess, she was also a prominent figure in her social circle.
Once she posted on Monts, many comnts popped up imdiately.
"Wow, Yung, is that your boyfriend? So handso!"
"Is this the Lamborghini guy who ca to our school to help you out last ti? Of course, the gods belong to others."
Zhang Yung, seeing the second comnt, replied with a smile: "It’s not a Lamborghini anymore. I said the car was too cramped and uncomfortable for , so he bought a Porsche 918 instead."
"Envy, envy, I’m surrounded by lemons."
Seeing the comnts under her post made Zhang Yung giggle uncontrollably.
Until she saw a comnt from an unknown devoted follower: "Yung, will you be happy with him? Is he on call for you 24/7?"
"Does his ti, worth millions in minutes, an as little as yours?"
After replying, still not satisfied, she directly blacklisted the comnter.
In the Finance University’s male dormitory, a pimpled-faced guy discovered he could no longer see Zhang Yung’s Monts. After sending a ssage that showed a red exclamation mark, he was overtaken by sadness.
"Anyone want to have drinks with ?"
As soon as he spoke, several sluggish roommates lying in bed raised their hands to volunteer.
"What’s up, Xinrui, hit the jackpot?"
"No, Zhang Yung blocked ."
"Alright then! Let’s drink! There are countless won in this world, if you don’t like one, move on! Forget everything once you sober up after getting drunk!"
"Where to? How about the crawfish place at the school gate?"
Suddenly, the devoted follower nad Xinrui rembered he had already spent this month’s allowance, and his Hua Bei credit was maxed out. He didn’t have money for drinks. Seeing his roommates getting up, he gritted his teeth and withdrew his 500 ergency fund.
"How about we buy so cold dishes and a few boxes of beer to drink in the dorm?"
The roommates were a bit reluctant, but since soone else was treating, they didn’t fuss and all agreed.
At the mont of leaving, Xinrui almost burst into tears.
"I can’t even pay off my Hua Bei, how can I love you?"
The goddess is never wrong...
On Zhang Yung’s side, the movie has already premiered. It’s a film that was hyped up even before its release.
"Sewing Machine Band"
A flop with a Douban rating of only 6.6.
Not only that, but it also lost money at the box office. However, in his past life, Gu Bai still quite liked this movie.
Actually, Dapeng’s shooting wasn’t too problematic. At least for the general audience, it was acceptable. But the mistake was that the approach was too over-the-top. The previous movie "Pancake Hero" was a big hit for its sentint, earning a fortune. Yet, less than two years later, they tried the sa trick again, and this ti the audience didn’t buy it and gave it a cold shoulder.
He’s watched this movie a few tis already and has no interest in re-watching it.
He can only bla that his rebirth was too close in the tiline. If he had been reborn two years earlier, he might have caught the wave of "Wolf Warrior 2". Currently, "Wolf Warrior 2" hasn’t been taken down yet, with its showing extended by a month. Gu Bai rembers this movie’s total box office reaching 5.86 billion, making it the highest-grossing film in the country, a record that remained unbroken even until Gu Bai’s rebirth.
The box office share is secondary; the most crucial thing is that any company that invested in "Wolf Warrior 2" would gain imdiate top-tier reputation in the industry within a short ti.
"Looks like the plan for the entertainnt company should be implented earlier.
Once this live-streaming guild is done, I can directly enter the entertainnt circle. Hope the Level 2 System cos through for ."
Snuggled in Gu Bai’s arms, Zhang Yung saw Gu Bai in a daze and popped a piece of popcorn into his mouth.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Wondering if you’ve developed any lately."
Hearing Gu Bai’s words, Zhang Yung’s face instantly turned red. She quickly looked up to see if anyone heard. Luckily, in the dark cinema, no one could see her expression.
"What do you want to do? There are so many people here, you’re insane!"
Looking at the coquettish Zhang Yung, Gu Bai leaned closer to her ear.
"I want to."
"Want what?"
Zhang Yung was a bit confused as she looked up at him.
Seeing his mischievous smile combined with the earlier words, she finally understood what he ant.
Feeling Gu Bai’s large hand, Zhang Yung quickly grabbed it.
"How about tonight, okay? I’ve already told them that I won’t be going back tonight."
Only then did Gu Bai retract his sinful hand.
Halfway through the movie, Gu Bai already found it boring, and even Zhang Yung wasn’t interested anymore due to Gu Bai’s teasing.
"Shall we go?"
"Okay."
Without another word, Gu Bai stood up and led Zhang Yung down the aisle.
After getting into the car, Gu Bai asked, "Shall we eat first or head to the hotel first?"
"Let’s eat first."
Looking at Zhang Yung’s proud expression, Gu Bai smiled and nodded.
"Got it, hotel first."
"Who said hotel first! I said eat first!"
"Can’t we eat at the hotel?"
"You just know how to bully !"
The Porsche 918 sped down the road, and in no ti, they arrived at the Shangri-La Hotel, Shanghai.
Gu Bai had already called Dylan on the way, so Dylan was waiting at the hotel entrance for them.
"Welco back to the Shangri-La Hotel, President Gu."
The sa old welco speech. Gu Bai waved his hand.
"The usual, get the room ready for ."
"The room is ready, and we’ve also prepared a table for you in the restaurant."
Though this was the third girl Gu Bai had brought within a month, Dylan wasn’t surprised at all. He had seen him bring three girls at once. What was the big deal about three different tis?
Nodding in satisfaction, Gu Bai took Zhang Yung to the restaurant with Dylan.
It was western food again, with Ackman cooking personally. The al made Zhang Yung smile.
After the al, they refused Dylan’s company and directly took the elevator to the presidential suite. Having been here so many tis, Gu Bai knew his way around.
Gu Bai took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, and the two of them sat in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the scenery outside.
It’s not about drinking red wine to elevate the atmosphere, but having a glass to stir up so mood before action is still quite necessary.
With a glass of red wine down, Gu Bai no longer felt so impatient.
Watching Gu Bai drinking alone, Zhang Yung got up and lay down gently in his arms like a kitten.
"Are you planning to sit here and drink all the ti?"
Gu Bai looked down, smiling lightly into Zhang Yung’s eyes.
"Then what do you want to do?"
"Want."
The lightweight black camisole flew into the distance, and the sun’s warmth filled every corner of the presidential suite.
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