You and I have nothing to do with my money

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Although only two brothers came to live here this time, the housekeeper still asked the kitchen to prepare a hearty lunch. Most of the dishes were the two of them usually like to eat. The level of culinary skills has improved again."

Since Lin Chaoci can remember, Uncle Liu has been working as a cook in the manor here. He and Uncle Wang are both old men of the Lin family. Over the years, they have a very deep relationship with the Lin family. They have always regarded the two young masters of the Lin family as their own. Love your own children as much.

Uncle Wang smiled and said, "You don't have many chances to come here. Old Liu usually studies cooking when he has nothing to do. Some time ago, he got a Michelin three-star chef certificate when he had nothing to do."

Lin Chaoci's eyes lit up, he smacked his lips and said, "Then I'll come back a few more times when I have time."

After lunch, it was not yet one o'clock. Lu Sheng and the others would not be able to arrive at the racecourse until around two o'clock in the afternoon. Lin Chaoci simply decided to go upstairs and take a nap.

"Mr. Lin, can we visit and take a picture of your room?" After receiving the order, the photographer and photographer discussed with Lin Chaoci.

"Of course." Lin Chaoci rubbed his chin, "I hope you won't be too surprised after the visit."

As he spoke, he took the initiative to open the door of his room, blinked at the camera, and said loudly: "Welcome to Lin Xiaoci's Happy Miaomiao House."

The photographer set up the camera and followed, and was immediately shocked by the things in the room.

Lin Chaoci's room was very large. Before entering the bedroom, there was even a separate living room. Apart from the coffee table and sofa in the corner, there were shelves on all four walls filled with surrounding stars. If you look carefully, you will find that they are all Originated from the same person - Song Jiangling.

"Do you need me to introduce you?" Lin Chaoci said empathetically.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't need an introduction, just look at the high-definition posters of Song Jiangling on the wall behind the sofa. Anyone with eyes knows what is put here.

But the camera still said: "Then trouble you."

Lin Chaoci smiled: "It's not troublesome, it's never a troublesome thing to share with people I like. Anyone who knows me a little knows that I am a die-hard fan of Teacher Song, so my home is always full of stories about Song. Around the teacher."

Lin Chaoci walked to a bookshelf full of magazine photos, and introduced excitedly: "This covers almost all the magazines and photos that Mr. Song has taken since his debut, because Mr. Song doesn't like fans wasting money to make data for him. So I only bought three copies of each book, one for daily browsing, one for backup, and one for collection.”

Then he came to another shelf: "Then here are the high-definition discs of all Mr. Song's film and television works, and they are also in triplicate."

"In the end, here are all the surroundings of Mr. Song's fans. Washi tape with Mr. Song's cartoon characters printed on them, canvas bags, notebooks, water glasses, scarves, and small dolls... It's a mess. It's useless, but I think I will buy it back when I arrive, because I have bought too many and this is only a small part of it, and there are a lot of them in the storage room." Lin Chaoci affectionately picked up a three-headed Song Jiangling doll, his eyes were full of enthusiasm, "Do you want to go and see?"

Smiling on the camera side: "...I don't need this, it's getting late, you should take a lunch break first."

What I thought in my heart was: Brain fans are terrible.

"Okay then." Lin Chaoci regretted not being able to show his rich and colorful inventory, but he had to give up because he thought he had to go to the racecourse in the afternoon.

Thinking of this, Lin Chaoci walked into the bedroom, but unexpectedly the photographer didn't leave, but followed him instead.

"Well, I don't need to visit my bedroom, right? It's just an ordinary bedroom, nothing to see." Lin Chaoci looked at the photographer suspiciously, "Do you want to take pictures like this?"

The history of photography was a little hesitant, not knowing whether to enter or not, so I heard the director's voice conveyed through the headphones: "Shoot! It must be shot, and he said it's ordinary, so it's really ordinary? What if there's a 500-square-meter big bed inside!?"

Photographer: "..."

After taking another look at the ridiculously large living room, the photographer choked back at what he said, so...is it possible?

Facts have proved that Lin Chaoci's bedroom does not have a 500-square-meter bed, but his entire bedroom can have a 500-square-meter bedroom, which includes a 100-square-meter cloakroom, a [-]-square-meter bathroom, and a [-]-square-meter bedroom. A flat study room and even a small gym. In short, it has nothing to do with "ordinary" in the conventional sense.

"Okay, my room is roughly like this." Lin Chaoci concluded, "It's actually very ordinary, except that it is a little bigger than the average bedroom, everything else is very normal."

The photographer pointed the camera at the huge poster behind the big bed in the room again, and couldn't help but think: It's actually not very routine.

There is a huge poster of Song Jiangling as big as the entire wall, and there is no such thing in an ordinary bedroom.

All the photographers who were supposed to take pictures were taken, and after that, Lin Chaoci was not bothered anymore. After setting up the machine, he was left alone in the room for a lunch break.

Although he was not used to sleeping with a video recording machine next to him, Lin Chaoci fell asleep within 10 minutes because he was too sleepy. He slept for more than half an hour, and was finally awakened by the sound of knocking on the door.

Uncle Wang's kind voice came from behind the door: "Young Master, Mr. Lu is here, Young Master asked me to call you."

"Well, got it, I'll come down right away." Lin Chaoci rubbed the corners of his sleepy eyes, rolled over and got out of bed, and he was only awake when he walked downstairs.

There were three people sitting on the sofa in the living room at the moment, and when they saw him coming down, they all stood up in unison.

Lu Sheng smiled elegantly and said, "Xiaoci, long time no see."

Lin Chaoci hooked the corner of his mouth: "Long time no see, Brother Lu Sheng."

But his eyes fell on the woman beside Lu Sheng. He knew this person.

Lu Sheng took a step forward: "Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, Fang Hui."

Lin Chaoci frowned, "Long time no see, Sister Fang Hui."

Fang Hui was pleasantly surprised: "Xiaoci, is it really you? Long time no see. Just now I saw you coming down the stairs, and I felt familiar. I was afraid of mistaking the person, so I didn't dare to say hello."

"You know each other?" Lu Sheng looked at the two in surprise, and Lin You beside him couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Because seeing an acquaintance, Lin Chaoci was in a good mood, and said with a happy expression: "Sister Fang Hui and I met when we were playing tricks together. At that time, thanks to Sister Fang Hui, I was able to adapt to the life of the crew so quickly."

Even though Lin Chaoci is already popular now, he doesn't feel aggrieved at all when talking about the days of playing tricks in the past, on the contrary, he is very calm.

Fang Hui was also calm. She shook her head and said, "We obviously help each other. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to persist until now. You don't know, when I saw you playing with Mr. Song, how much I stood for you Happy, congratulations, your dream has finally come true, and it should be much easier in the future."

She knew early on that Lin Chaoci's family was well-off, but she had a very good heart, so she didn't feel jealous at all, but was genuinely happy for Lin Chaoci.

Lin Chaoci smiled and nodded: "Thank you, but now I have a new dream, and I still need to work hard."

He wanted to stand beside Song Jiangling step by step, openly and above board.

Fang Hui was taken aback, then smiled understandingly: "It's good, it's good to have a goal in life."