You and I have nothing to do with my money

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Just as he finished chatting with Ah Shan about the fans, Lin Chaoci's cell phone rang.

Momo: [Xiao Ci, we plan to visit Jiang Jiang's new drama on Saturday. I remember you said that you are also in City H, do you want to come together?We can also meet Ki by the way. 】

[Xiaoci] is Lin Chaoci's dedicated star chasing penguin account, which is different from the public account [Song Song's Leg Pendant], this account is specially used to add friends in the fan circle and mix with fan groups, the only one on the list Hundreds of friends are fans of Song Jiangling.

Lin Chaoci lost two years of memory, and it stands to reason that he no longer knew many of them, but Momo was different. He was a friend that Lin Chaoci had joined Song Jiangling when he first became a fan. The relationship between people is just ordinary, and after chatting privately several times, I found that the personalities and hobbies of the two are very compatible, and they became very close friends.

But this is also limited to online, this is the first time that Momo has offered to meet in private.

Staring at the message from Momo, Lin Chaoci was speechless for a long time, struggling in his heart. About his work in the film crew... Do you want to confess to Momo?

"What are you thinking? So lost in thought?"

Accompanied by the sound was the familiar woody aroma, Lin Chaoci suddenly raised his head and met the familiar face.

Before Lin Chaoci took the initiative to ask, Song Jiangling said, "I wanted to come over to find you to correct the script, but judging by your current appearance, it should be impossible. If you don't mind, can you tell me what happened?"

Lin Chaoci pursed his lips, and found that he couldn't refuse Song Jiangling's gentle talk to him, so he said: "Mr. Song, if you have a netizen, you have a good relationship, but the other party doesn't know your real identity. Knowing that he may be very surprised, maybe even angry? Now he wants to meet with you in private, will you agree?"

Song Jiangling thought for a while and said: "It depends on the weight of that friend in my heart. If I trust the other party enough, I will be willing to meet with the other party. You can ask your heart, what is this friend to you? Is it important?"

"I think it's very important." Lin Chaoci replied without thinking, not only because Momo had witnessed his love for Song Jiangling for so many years, but also because the other party was indeed a nice person.

Song Jiangling nodded: "Then go see her. If she is really a good person, she won't blame you for hiding something. Instead, she will think from your standpoint and think that what you did is also a good thing. He has his own concerns. On the contrary, if he is really angry and even hates you because of it, there is no need to make such a friend any more. "

Lin Chaoci suddenly understood: "You are right, I should trust my friends more."

After speaking, he started typing on his mobile phone:

Xiao Ci: [Okay, let's meet directly at the crew. I'll go to you when the time comes, and I have something I want to talk to you face to face. 】

Momo: [No problem, we will send it to you after we agree on the specific time, we both missed every offline event before, either you have something to do or I have something to do, this time we can finally meet formally, and I am a little excited , Spin and jump.gif]

Momo: [That's it, let's see each other on Saturday. 】

Xiaoci: [See you on Saturday. 】

The matter of Mian Ji was half resolved, Lin Chaoci felt relieved, and suddenly felt very thirsty.

Seeing that Song Jiangling hadn't left yet, his eyes lit up, and he leaned over and whispered, "Mr. Song, do you want milk tea? I invite you!"

Feeling the scorching hot breath spraying on his left face with the unique fragrance of youth, Song Jiangling's left ear moved subtly, glanced at Lin Chaoci's moist and clear eyes, and instantly suppressed the heat in his heart Yi, said calmly: "Okay."

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"Why are you sneaking around?" Ah Shan flashed, and appeared in front of Lin Chaoci who was ordering milk tea on the takeaway app, and saw the colorful interface on the phone at a glance.

Ah Shan had a myocardial infarction for a second, and said bitterly: "You just said you want to help you lose weight, but you started ordering milk tea for me instead? Do you know how many calories a cup of milk tea has? Sigh, I can't be an assistant anymore. "

Lin Chaoci didn't raise his head, and continued to linger on the pages of different milk tea shops: "Then do you want to resign?"

Ah Shan's face collapsed, and he said sadly: "Bao, you've learned badly, you've never talked to me like this before."

It is impossible to resign, unless Lin Chaoci wants to quit the circle.

The corners of Lin Chaoci's mouth curled up: "Then do you want milk tea?"

Ah Shan:? !

Lin Chaoci hovered his finger on the order button: "Drink?"

Ah Shan: "...drink."

There is cheap and no bastard.

An hour later, the delivery man drove a small three-wheeler to deliver the milk tea.

"Why did you order so much?"

Ah Shan looked at the dozens of cups of milk tea and the same number of small desserts in surprise.

Lin Chaoci said casually: "Sister Youyou said before that if you want to have a good life in the crew, it is necessary to give some small favors appropriately."

In fact, he understood these principles early on, but it was the first time he really wanted to do this.

Of course, the most important thing is that he wants to drink milk tea.

Ah Shan was silent, but he felt a little annoyed: "I feel that I still have a long way to go. I should have helped you with these problems."

Lin Chaoci looked at him strangely: "Why don't you learn to do it now? It's not difficult."

Ah Shan nodded fiercely: "You are right, I will work hard."

It seems that the children of merchants are born with the ability to win over and control people's hearts. Lin Chaoci didn't even know that because of his unconscious words, he would once again create a gold medal manager for the entertainment industry in the future. That's it.

Now, this future powerful manager is graciously distributing milk tea and small desserts to the crew.

So in less than 10 minutes, the entire crew had the love afternoon tea ordered by Lin Chaoci, and entered a rare time for fishing.

"It turned out to be the milk tea and small cakes from X's family. This one will cost hundreds of dollars. I usually don't want to buy it often. Teacher Lin orders so much at a time, so generous." A female lighting teacher said.

The male cameraman next to her curled his lips: "Wrong, I don't think the rich one is Lin Chaoci, but his sponsor. I heard that the person behind him who joined our film crew spent almost [-] million in it. With so much money, how many days and nights does Lin Chaoci have to sleep with him?"

The female lighting engineer gave him a blank look: "You can't stop your mouth if you eat. It's their business to have money. It's too tasteless for you to take advantage of others and gossip about them here."

Another make-up artist also interrupted when he heard the movement: "Yes, and why are you so sure that there must be a financial backer behind Mr. Lin? What if he has money from his own family? My child, you look so ugly when you are jealous."

The photographer continued to speak stubbornly: "Why am I jealous of him? I'm clearly telling the truth. How many of these entertainers in the entertainment industry are clean?"

He has been in this circle for several years, what dirty things haven't he seen?He didn't believe how clean Lin Chaoci could be.

Just as he was thinking this, a cold voice came from behind him: "I don't know about others, but I think you make me sicker than the so-called unclean artist you said, let me hear it next time In this case, you don't have to stay in the crew any longer."

Everyone followed the voice and were stunned: "Teacher Song?"

Song Jiangling approached with the same type of milk tea in his hand, and his eyes fell on the photographer: "Did you hear what I said?"

The male photographer was stunned by his stern gaze, and tremblingly said: "Listen...I heard it."

After getting the answer he wanted, Song Jiangling stopped looking at him, nodded to the others coldly and left.

Behind him, the photographer, who was still talking about it just now, was completely silent. The milk tea in his hand became stale in an instant, and he was reluctant to throw it away.

In the days that followed, the photographer really never arranged Lin Chaoci in the crew again, and even accidentally contracted milk tea ptsd. When he saw milk tea, he felt sick to his stomach. Everyone who knew the inside story said "retribution".

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