I won't give you a dime [entertainment circle]

I don't know if it's the evening sun that cast a strange color on the person in front of me, or Fei Lang is really not quite right today, but Lin Cong actually saw concentration and persistence in the other person's eyes.

An itchy guess came to mind, but was quickly denied by himself.

Of course Fei Lang insisted on staying here not because he liked to eat.

"Has Mr. Fei never been here before?"

"Ah."

Lin Cong thought, sure enough, this young master just wanted to try something new.

"Then you have found the right person. I am very familiar with this street, and I know which restaurants are delicious."

The darker the sky, the more people there are.After shopping around for a few times and eating a lot, Lin Cong was a little surprised that no one recognized the two of them.

He just finished filming "Mystery of the Forest" which hasn't been launched yet, and "Looking for the Moon" which is currently being filmed has not been heard for a long time. He is in a period of silence, and it is normal that no one cares about him.

But what about Ferran?Fei Lang always appeared at product launches, which was higher than his public exposure.

"There were so many people just now, I was worried that someone would recognize you."

Fei Lang shook his head, and generously showed Lin Cong the text messages on his phone with the bodyguard.

Three fans of Lin Cong, five "fans" of Fei Lang, and ten journalists met along the way were all "handled properly".

Ferran: "Don't worry."

Lin Cong: "..."

He really wasn't worried anymore, but he suddenly realized that these bodyguards, who couldn't catch him at all, were actually preventing him from causing harm to Fei Lang.

Thinking of this, the ambiguous thoughts that Lin Cong had just ignited slowly faded away.

Even if he no longer needs to worry about three meals a day, he and Fei Lang are not from the same world.

Lin Cong took Fei Lang to line up in front of a squid stall, and when they arrived, Fei Lang was looking for some change.A burst of flames rushed up in front of my eyes, almost hitting the paper signboard of the stall.

There was a few cheers from the crowd behind, and Lin Cong was about to say something when he suddenly heard Fei Lang say, "Be careful—"

Immediately afterwards, Lin Cong was dragged back a few steps with great strength with both hands, and then pulled into a firm embrace. He was a little familiar with the fragrance of the fabric.

Lin Cong touched his cheek subconsciously. He was far away from the fire just now, but he was just sweating a little.

"You're all right."

It wasn't until he realized who was leaning in his arms that he felt his cheeks were hotter than when he was near the fire.

"Fei, Mr. Fei..." He broke free from his embrace and tried to calm himself down, but he used the honorifics again, "You may not have been here so I don't know, when the barbecue stall here grills squid... It's just that big."

The two looked at each other, they had never been so close, and he had never seen Fei Lang like this: His brows were furrowed, his lips trembled, panic and calm ecstasy were intertwined, and finally turned into heavy breathing.

The flames at the barbecue stand were still burning.

"I... really don't know." Fei Lang's eyes gradually returned to calm, "This is the first time I've seen you."

Lin Cong collected himself and said with a smile, "Just get used to it, the ones roasted over a high fire are especially delicious."

He always felt that he still had something to say and ask, but under the gaze of Fei Lang's focused eyes, he suddenly ran out of words.

He only knew that if a normal person sees a fire that scares him, his first reaction must be to back away alone.If it were him, the one who would reach out to protect him immediately would be someone very important to him.

A few people in the back started to look at them with strange eyes, Lin Cong hurried away with the fast food box.

The ambiguous speculation was rekindled, until Fei Lang sent him home, the two said goodbye, and they couldn't calm down.

After opening the door, he thought he would see the empty living room as usual, but found that Lin Yingshan and Zhong Lanying were sitting on the sofa, looking at him together.

They took off the formal suit in the LIM building, and changed into the home clothes that had been hanging in the closet for a long time, just like the previous scene of "going home from a business trip".

"You are back."

Strange to say, after bidding farewell to Fei Lang, Lin Cong couldn't get back the anger he had during the day when he saw his parents.

Fei Lang is right, even if the founders of LIM are his parents, endorsement is nothing more than a business cooperation.Whether he had a pleasant chat with his parents had nothing to do with whether he accepted the endorsement or not.

No matter what ties he has with his parents, he can't let his agent down by rejecting the endorsement for personal reasons.Don't miss out on good opportunities just because of impulsiveness.

Lin Cong sat on the other side of the sofa.

"As long as LIM's sales department doesn't change their minds, I'm still willing to accept the endorsement."

Zhong Lanying beamed with joy: "Are you not angry anymore?"

Lin Yingshan said: "It's fine if you want to open it. This endorsement from our employees who actively contacted you is what you deserve, and it's not a gift from your parents."

"Ah."

Lin Cong nodded, but didn't know what to say.

He was indeed not angry anymore, but the parents in front of him still made him very strange.Time flowed quietly between the three of them, Lin Cong's throat seemed to be hoarse, and he couldn't speak a word.

After a long silence, he finally organized his thoughts into words.

"I... need time to adapt. I don't intend to let others know that I am your son. I want to be the same as before, okay?"

Lin Yingshan and Zhong Lanying looked at each other, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.

She asked: "Don't you want to spend money on some luxury goods? Don't you want to live a more comfortable life in the entertainment industry? We know many directors, screenwriters and producers—"

"No." He smiled bitterly, "You still don't understand me."

They raised him to be a down-to-earth person who didn't dare to dream, but when he grew up, they told him that in fact, he already had the power to squander money and connections.

He couldn't adapt, and he was afraid that he would really fall.

"But if you really encounter difficulties, I will find you."

Hearing this, Zhong Lanying breathed a sigh of relief—at least Lin Cong didn't intend to completely ignore them and carry it by himself.She patted Lin Cong on the shoulder: "Son, you don't have to do anything else, but that blue Bugatti can't take advantage of that kid Huo Hui. Hurry up and get a driver's license and drive it yourself."

Lin Cong: "... I almost forgot."

As a person who must take advantage of advantages and save money if he has money, he thinks it makes sense.

Anyway, now he doesn't lack the money to go to the driving school, and he can fully use the gap period before joining the filming group.

He sent a message to Huo Hui: [I want to test my driver's license. 】

Then she said to Jing Qian: [I plan to accept LIM's endorsement. 】

After a while, the two people who replied to WeChat almost simultaneously replied with exactly the same content: 【You finally think about it! ! ! 】

Lin Cong: "..."

Huo Hui drove a Bugatti and took Lin Cong to the driving school he had been talking about for many years, but he hadn't had time to sign up. As a result, the two key words #林钟豪车# were trending again that day.I don't know if the luxury car is too conspicuous or someone is staring at him.

Everyone in the circle knows that behind these marketing accounts is Yuanyao Entertainment, which Qi Yun belongs to. The biggest advantage of this company is that there are many marketing accounts, which bring rhythm to overwhelming, hard to guard against, and there is no bottom line, and they will never repent.

Qi Yun's uncle is a well-known director with a wealthy family, and Yuanyao obviously spent a lot of money on him.He has a lot of film and television resources at the beginning, but he has no decent masterpieces so far. If he wants to market, the most intuitive way is to pull Lin Cong, who is on the rise in popularity.

What's more, Lin Cong and he are still "competing" for endorsements.

Judging by the strength of the publicity, Qi Yun obviously didn't know that he was doomed, and he didn't give up endorsement at all.

This time, the marketing account posted another set of photos from different angles. Lin Cong just got off the co-pilot, and Huo Hui was sitting in the blue sports car, waving goodbye to him.Coupled with the vicious words that are hard to read carefully, the relationship between Huo Hui and Lin Cong is led to the most nasty associations.

When Lin Cong saw the comments in the hot search, he just couldn't laugh or cry.

Some are obviously hired by people who buy trending searches to hack his comments.

——"The stingy little star is here to make a fuss again?"

—— "Isn't the one in the driver's seat the benefactor of his last scandal? Such a high profile?"

Some are the hoarse rebuttals of fans.

——"No matter how poor we are, we still have principles!!!"

—— "We, Lin Lin, were eating grilled squid with friends at the night market two days ago, why are we being taken care of by a wealthy benefactor today? Can't we be poor and have a few friends who drive sports cars?"

——"Everyone, calm down, don't give Heizi a look, please pay attention to Lin Cong's upcoming "Lin Hai Mi Trace"."

It has to be said that he did not expect that the poor and stingy person set up by Li Die's management team back then would be so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

In the words of fans - even if they are so stingy that there is only one grain of rice for each meal, they will never eat a piece of meat from the patron.

Looking at the fans' comments that made him dumbfounded, he was a little moved in his heart.After all, these fans are just strangers far away to him, but they simply believe that he has done nothing wrong.

Lin Cong took the initiative to call Jing Qian, and Jing Qian answered in seconds: "I was looking for you, did you see the hot search?"

"Saw."

"It's probably Qi Yun again. He hasn't given up on endorsements yet. Why are you riding a sports car again? Or the friend who lent you a ride last time?"

"Hmm... sorry, sister Qian, I didn't expect them to make a fuss. The man who drove the car was Huo Hui, a classmate of mine in junior high school. We have always had a good relationship. He just drove me to the driving school before I got my driver's license."

Jing Qian sighed heavily: "Last time, I haven't found out the identity of Lei Feng who helped you hit the trending searches. Can you really think of someone who might help you?"

Fei Lang's figure appeared in Lin Cong's mind, and he felt his heart beating faster, and subconsciously lied: "Unexpected... If someone helps me, they should tell me."

"Yes, oh, forget it."

"Sister Qian wants to ask him for help again?"

"It's better to have him, and it's okay without him. Tell your friend to open a Weibo account and clarify that you two are classmates in junior high school. I will send the Weibo to dispel the rumors."

Lin Cong thought for a moment, and finally said, "Sister Qian...in fact, there is a better way to refute the rumor."

"what?"

"Let's just say that the sports car is my own."

Jing Qian: "What?"

Lin Cong initially decided to enter the entertainment circle with the mentality of making money.He also told Jing Qian that he wants to be independent as soon as possible so that his parents can rest assured of him.However, he didn't expect that his parents' thinking was clearer, and they waited until he grew up and entered the entertainment industry to work hard for his career before he felt at ease and confessed his family background.

"My parents bought that sports car for me, but because I don't have a driver's license, I lent it to Huo Hui to drive it." Lin Cong said seriously, "As long as it is clarified that this car is my own, we can clarify the matter of the benefactor."

Jing Qian was silent on the other end of the phone for a long time before saying, "I can't just set up a fake rich second-generation persona for you just to dispel rumors."

Lin Cong: "...huh?"

"Even if you make an agreement with him and pretend that the car is yours, others will suspect that you brought your own money to join the team, and if someone finds out that you are actually from a poor family, there will be endless troubles." Jing Qian said in a serious tone, "Why can't you figure it out now?"

For the first time, Lin Cong realized what it means to be indisputable: "That car is really mine. Sister Qian, do you remember that LIM revoked the endorsement before, and the founder came to meet me in person? My parents are the founders of LIM, and they opened the company. That’s why the problem was solved so quickly.”

This time, Jing Qian laughed directly on the other end of the phone, and it took a long time to cough a few times to calm down: "Okay, silly boy, I also said that we opened Mingtu. Leave the public relations to me, don't you Think of a way for me here, what are you thinking about?"

Jing Qian seemed to be dumbfounded, and the more she said it, the more she felt it was not enough: "You don't even have a driver's license, and you're so stingy, where do you get the spare money to buy a car?"

After speaking, she hung up.

Lin Cong: "..."