The richest man really has no money

On the screen is Ying Jiatong's first role when he first entered the circle.

Strictly speaking, it’s not really a formal role, it’s just a passing passerby in a school drama, slightly better than a group performance, but it’s also limited, the total appearance time is less than one second, if you don’t pay attention, you don’t even know the drama at all. There is such a person here.

But it was such a role that left a deep impression on Sheng Chunjun.

Sheng Chunjun was also visiting his own artist on the set at the time, so he went to the next-door set to find acquaintances to get in touch, and happened to hear the director scolding an extra performer.

"Just sit there and read a book. How do you sit when you read a book? How about you sit now! Can't you even sit properly?!"

Sheng Chunjun thought to himself, could it be another newcomer who couldn't let go in front of the camera, making jokes like staring at the camera?

He leaned over to take a look and found that it was not what he thought.

It can be seen that this group performer is indeed a newcomer, and looks pretty good, but his facial muscles and limbs are a bit stiff in front of the camera.

What made Sheng Chunjun remember him was the change between his two performances.

Sheng Chunjun didn't know what happened before the scolding, but after the scolding, the actors obviously listened to the director's words, tried to relax their expressions, and looked down at the book as a background board.

This time the director didn't pay attention to him anymore. The reason for shouting "Ka" was that the heroine made a mistake in a line, and everyone accompanied him to start over.

The second time around, the change was obvious.

There are no special requirements for the group performers' movements, as long as they don't affect the whole picture, they can do whatever they want. When the second shooting started, the group performers stood up and leaned against the tree trunk behind them. They didn't simply look down at the book, but With his eyes slightly closed, he muttered words, as if he was reciting something softly.

Sheng Chunjun's attention was on him at the time, and he seemed to feel that he was the protagonist in the picture for a moment, but when the filming was over and he was watching the replay with the director, he turned his attention back to the hero and heroine, but he didn't care at all. I feel that the group performance affects the integrity of the whole picture.

It's only when you look at him that you realize his presence.

It's as if every supporting role has a complete life.

Sheng Chunjun felt that he had found a treasure at that time.Being able to treat an extra role with a normal heart, whether it is due to the innocence of a beginner or something, this earnestness really moved him.

He immediately found out the contact information of the assistant director, but he only got in touch with friends of the extras.

After the other party learned of his identity and purpose, he regretfully rejected him: "He just came with me, and when he heard that there was a shortage of people, he helped out for a while... His acting skills were learned from me temporarily. Otherwise, shall we meet?"

Sheng Chunjun was already one of the top managers in the circle at that time, how could he just pick up a group performer and sign it?He also has a rather queer personality, he had no idea of ​​meeting him at all, so he directly refused.

He hadn't heard about that ensemble performer for so many years, and he thought that this person really just happened to go over there to have fun. Although he saved clips of the other party's performance and watched them often, he was basically in a state of giving up. I'm looking for a young man who has the drive to study hard.

Who would have thought that this person would appear suddenly!

Ying Jiatong has really changed a lot in these years, not to mention that he has experienced a life-and-death experience recently, and his whole body has been transformed, so it is normal for him not to recognize it.But Sheng Chunjun didn't know about this incident, and when he thought that he was almost run away by a scheming man just now, he couldn't laugh or cry.

He immediately wanted to call Ying Jiatong to confirm, but he thought that he still had a lot of things to deal with today, so he paused for a moment, in the end he didn't press the dial button.

Don't worry, after all these years, he has to make sure whether Ying Jiatong is still the person who moved him back then.

--

At this time, Ying Jiatong had just gotten off the manager's e-Donkey, listening to the countdown in his head, and without caring to appease the pale manager in the back seat, he plunged into the booth of the cash machine.

Inserting the card and withdrawing the money were done in one go, and finally the money was handed over to the manager before the countdown ended.

Of course, there is no need for the money just withdrawn from the bank.Ying Jiatong snatched the contract from the manager and signed her name without looking carefully.

[Countdown: 1 minutes. 】

The boulder that had just fallen from his heart instantly picked up again, and Ying Jiatong couldn't believe it: Why isn't it over yet!

The manager pressed the heart that was beating extremely happily because of the speed of the car, and his voice was a little fluttering: "Sir, according to the contract, I have to find you 448 yuan, but I came out in a hurry just now, and I didn't bring any money... You see, you are with me. Should I go back to the store to get the money, or should I transfer money from Alipay?"

There is only 1 minute left, why go back to the store!

Ying Jiatong replied without thinking: "Alipay!"

The manager said to himself, didn’t you just say that the bank.bank.card didn’t activate the online banking function, but in the service industry, the customer is God, and it’s the customer’s freedom to choose any payment method. The manager smiled as usual, nodded and took out his mobile phone to give Ying Jiatong transferred the money.

[Countdown: 20 seconds. 】

After the manager entered the amount, he handed the phone to Ying Jiatong: "Sir, I'm looking for you for a total of 448 yuan, please confirm."

"Confirm! Please hurry up!"

"..." The manager just felt strange, this guest spent 10 yuan without blinking an eye, why did he seem to care about the change of more than 400 yuan?

Is this the rich man?

What he didn't know was that the 400 yuan involved not only money, but also Ying Jiatong's life!

If it wasn't for not knowing his payment password, Ying Jiatong would have snatched his phone and operated it himself.

[Countdown: 8, 7, 6...]

I don't know if it's because of psychological reasons, but the page jump animation that is usually negligible seems to slow down a hundred times at this moment, Ying Jiatong's heart is getting tighter and tighter, he can't hear anything in his ears, his eyes are dead Staring at the manager's phone screen, he kept urging: Hurry up, hurry up!

Finally, Alipay showed that the transfer was successful, and Ying Jiatong's mobile phone also happily rang a notification tone: "Alipay has arrived, 448 yuan."

[Congratulations to the host, you have completed the main task. 】

Ying Jiatong felt as if he had been pardoned immediately, but at the same time, he couldn't help grinding his teeth.

This broken system is always so scary!Did you agree not to kill people casually?

[Host please rest assured, the punishment for this mission is just an accident, we are really a serious and harmonious system. 】

"..."

I believe you ghost!Pooh!

The manager didn't know why, seeing that Ying Jiatong's face suddenly darkened, his tone became cautious: "Sir, your reservation time starts from just now, that is, from 11:30 noon to 16:30 in the afternoon. Would you like to When do you start eating?"

Ying Jiatong reserved the restaurant just to complete the main task and drive away the annoying Wei Nan, never thinking that he really wanted to eat here.Just as he was about to say that these five hours would allow them to operate normally, the phone suddenly rang.

The caller showed Pei Qi'an.

Ying Jiatong picked it up, but before he could speak, he heard Pei Qi'an ask him: "How are you doing? I have an announcement in the afternoon that I'm very close to you. May I invite you to dinner tonight?"

It has to be said that after experiencing the moment of life and death, Ying Jiatong couldn't help but feel warm when he received such a call, even if he knew in his heart that Pei Qi'an didn't know what he had experienced.

Unconsciously smiled, Ying Jiatong nodded: "Okay."

Hanging up the phone, Ying Jiatong was silent for a moment when he met the manager's questioning gaze, "...that's right, I need you to cooperate with me."

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Pei Qi'an whistled, parked the latest limited-edition Maserati in the underground garage of his shopping mall, put on the hot Taobao clothes and counterfeit AJs handed over by his assistant, and dressed up meticulously. The bulging messenger bag strode back to the ground.

After waiting at the entrance of the mall for 2 minutes, Pei Qi'an stopped the manager of the mall who was trying to say hello with his eyes, when he was suddenly patted on the shoulder, and turned around to meet Ying Jiatong who had also walked around for a few minutes.

The two people had their own ghosts, and the moment their eyes met, they both thought that the other party had arrived earlier than themselves. They couldn't help but feel a little guilty. They each used smiles to cover up their embarrassment, and asked in unison: "You arrived so early, have you waited for a long time?"

Immediately afterwards, he replied at the same time: "No, I just arrived."

Ying Jiatong: "..."

Pei Qi'an: "..."

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Ying Jiatong lowered her head and sent a message to the restaurant manager, asking him to prepare and stop wearing clothes later, while saying, "Shall we go shopping first? Or go directly to dinner?"

Pei Qi'an turned around and wiped his neck at the manager who was hanging behind him not far away. Hearing this, he immediately turned around: "... Let's eat first? Is there any delicious restaurant here?"

This answer hit Ying Jiatong's heart, and he recommended without any trace: "When I was rushing to make an announcement today, I heard that there is a restaurant here that serves good steak. Do you want to try it?"

When mentioning steak, Pei Qi'an's mind popped out of the sky-high priced western food he usually ate, and couldn't help touching his messenger bag, wondering how much dating money the assistant of the bad friend had prepared for him, would it be enough to pay for the meal?

Ying Jiatong saw his behavior but misunderstood it, and added thoughtfully: "And it's high quality and cheap, the set meal for two only costs [-]!"

The real fact is that the restaurant costs 48 for just an ordinary fruit plate.But the little boyfriend still has to earn money to support his family, Ying Jiatong was reluctant to let him spend more money, so he temporarily asked the restaurant manager to print out two fake menus.

Spending the system's money doesn't feel bad at all.

So the two went upstairs talking and laughing, and Ying Jiatong pretended to ask the price of the package at the front desk, and got the answer that had been passed in advance.

"Today is the 2nd anniversary of our restaurant, and the set meal for two only costs 300! You can check the flyer here..."

As expected of a serious restaurant, the service is thoughtful, and there is a full set of acting, and there is even a promotional leaflet!

"Really? We're so lucky!" Ying Jiatong said sincerely, and gave the lady at the front desk a veiled thumbs up, "Then shall we eat this?"

Pei Qi'an nodded, and took out the wallet provided by the assistant of the bad friend, "I treat you to this meal! You go in and wait for me."

It's the little boy friend's birthday, so we still have to give some face. Ying Jiatong had no objection, so he went in and sat down at a table not by the window.

Behind him, the front desk looked enviously at the scene where the big benefactor took care of the poor boy friend, screaming in his heart that he was about to faint, but he could only maintain a professional smile on his face, took the credit card handed over by Pei Qi'an, and swiped it.

"Please enter your payment password."

Pei Qi'an was stunned, "Huh? And the password?"

front desk:"……"

Pei Qian calmly talked about what the assistant, the bad friend, was doing. He took out his mobile phone to send a message to the bad friend, but he gave up in the middle of typing. He took out a black card from his trouser pocket and handed it over. The voice urged: "Swipe this card, no password is required. Hurry up."

Don't be discovered by your wife.

front desk:"……??????"