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

Lin Langxuan walked in through the gate, stepped across an arch bridge, and there was a warm light streaming down from the top of the head. There was a painting screen in front of the white wall at hand, reflecting the shadowy figures of people passing by.

Lin Cong walked in calmly, but the decoration that caught his eyes had already printed a big word in his mind: expensive.

The waiter led them to the table. After sitting down, Lin Cong suddenly felt a gloomy gaze in front of him. Looking up, a young man about his age was standing with his back facing Fei Lang, not looking at him. Staring sideways at himself.

Young people don't have amazing looks at first glance. Lin Cong really can't remember where he saw him, but he heard the other party smile strangely: "Stingy young master can go out to eat out."

Hearing this, Fei Lang turned his head and glanced at the young man indifferently.Seeing Fei Lang's profile, the other party immediately fell silent, and asked tentatively after a while, "Fei...Mr. Fei?"

Lin Cong asked, "Is it someone you know?"

Fei Lang: "I don't know."

The young man refused to give up: "Master Lin, you don't remember me now? I want to pack some leftovers for you after eating, so as to save you a month's food money."

People who ate near the film and television city were either fans or had connections with the industry.Lin Cong has never been called young master since he was a child, and he has never announced his family background, so he couldn't think of anyone who would call him young master in his mind.

That's fine for the young master, but still stingy young master?I have never heard such an ugly nickname.

"Sorry..." Lin Cong looked at the other person's facial features, trying to find a name from his memory, but he couldn't remember, "Who are you?"

The young man stared at him as if he had been greatly humiliated, but after staring for a long time, he could only see confusion on Lin Cong's face.

"Qi Yun!"

The waiter behind him was a little embarrassed: "Mr. Qi, where is the seat you booked—"

Qi Yun coughed twice, feeling a little embarrassed, and angrily sat down on the table not far from them, just as he sat down, he glanced at their table reluctantly.

But Fei Lang asked Lin Cong softly: "Do you hate him?"

Lin Cong shook his head helplessly, and then suddenly had a bad feeling.

When Ding Ling's outspokenness annoyed Lin Cong, Fei Lang asked the same question.Fei Lang looks indifferent, but he is very loyal to his friends.Just because someone offended Lin Cong, Fei Lang said that he was ready to help revenge with a knife at any time, even though his face was still expressionless, there was still a trace of chill between the lines.

"No, no, I haven't seen him, don't take it to heart."

Thinking about it carefully, a character like Fei Lang's is more difficult than Qi Yun's, and Lin Cong suddenly feels a headache.

He heard from his parents that Qi Yun's father, Qi Hai, was originally the sales director of LIM. After he was fired and blocked by LIM some time ago, the family situation plummeted.Although the deposits and assets are still there, they will not fall into the mud all at once, but relatives and friends no longer communicate with their family.His uncle is a director, and his contacts in the entertainment industry are all dependent on this uncle.And as soon as something happened to his father, his uncle immediately turned his back on him.

It is also possible for Qi Yun to grab the endorsement but not himself, and when the family situation changes suddenly, it is possible to transfer the hatred to him.

However, Qi Hai deserved it for his personal gain. The person in charge of LIM's endorsement had always preferred Lin Cong. It was Qi Yun who took advantage of his family background to step in, so it was only natural that he didn't get it in the end.

He doesn't need to bother.

Fei Lang stared at Lin Cong, taking in all his subtle expressions, and when the waiter came to order, he said, "Call the manager over."

The waiter who was still smiling just now looked unhappy, thinking that he had met another customer who was finding fault: "Sir, our manager is not something that everyone can see, what are you dissatisfied with our service?" Can--"

Fei Lang raised his eyes. The waiter didn't finish the second half of his sentence, and his voice became softer. After a moment of daze, he went to find the manager.

It's okay not to see Fei Lang's eyes, but when they meet, no one dares to talk back to him.

Lin Cong was at a loss: "What's the matter?"

The manager quickly came over and seeing Fei Lang from a distance, the impatient expression on his face immediately turned into awe: "Mr. Fei, why did you come in person? Hasn't the latest account of our branch been handed over to the headquarters?"

Lin Cong: "..."

So this high-end restaurant whose signature has swept across the country is also opened by Fei Lang?And Fei Lang personally asked about the accounts of this store?

Even if you have three heads and six arms, you can't manage so many complicated affairs, right? ? ?

Fei Lang didn't answer his question, but said, "That Mr. Qi."

Experience immediately bent down and made a gesture of listening attentively: "What? Tell me."

"He ate our leftovers."

The voice was not too loud, and Qi Yun could just hear it.

After hearing this, Qi Yun was so angry that the veins on his face popped out, but he didn't seem to dare to confront Fei Lang head-on, so he lifted his coat and left.

Lin Cong: "..."

Fei Lang wanted to do such an annoying trick, but he must never make Fei Lang angry in the future.

The manager didn't dare to ask the unknown Mr. Qi how he had offended Mr. Fei, but just put on a smiley face: "This meal is free, just treat it as my invitation to the two of you to eat."

Lin Cong desperately suppressed his urge to nod his head crazily: "No...I hired Mr. Fei for this meal, so please don't be too polite, Manager."

If this meal is waived, he will still owe Fei Lang favors in the future.The favor owed is like a snowball, and who knows when it will be paid off?

Unexpectedly, the manager greeted him with Tai Chi-like politeness: "Sir, you are polite, and the bill should be waived. There is no reason to ask the boss's friend to pay the bill."

Fei Lang nodded, with a gentle smile in his eyes, he said softly to Lin Cong, "Eat whatever you want."

Lin Cong: "..."

After the dishes were delivered, the more Lin Cong ate, the more he felt the tastes were very familiar, only then did he realize that Fei Lang invited the crew to dinner every day, and the dishes he ordered were clearly Lin Langxuan's dishes.

No wonder the takeaway they ordered came in plastic lunch boxes, only Fei Lang brought his own warmer every time he ordered takeout, even in the cold weather at the turn of autumn and winter, it was still piping hot.

After a peaceful meal, something happened when I left the restaurant.

There are many people coming and going in the film and television city, but both Lin Cong and Fei Lang are keen people, even if their eyes are invisible, they can still feel that someone behind them is staring at them from time to time.

Lin Cong looked back, but couldn't find any suspicious person, only a young man wearing a peaked cap, holding his mobile phone at an unusual height.

He and Fei Lang looked at each other, and Fei Lang raised his hand, rubbed his thumb and index finger, and made a gesture that Lin Cong couldn't understand diagonally backward.I saw a tall bodyguard in casual clothes appearing from behind the young man in a peaked cap, clamped his shoulders, covered his mouth, and suppressed the scream that was about to come out.

Lin Cong was dumbfounded, he had seen this bodyguard when he had dinner with Fei Lang for the first time, he was really a master with such a tall figure but hid all the way.

What was even more surprising to him was that Fei Lang brought bodyguards with him when he ate with him.

Fei Lang, a young heir of a noble family, took the initiative to show up when he invested in the entertainment industry, and he was stared at by many people.If there are no bodyguards lurking nearby, catching paparazzi is next.Once out of danger, Lin Cong may not be able to protect the two even if he has skills.

What's more, between people, distrust is the norm, even if Fei Lang really doesn't believe him, he won't...

It's really sad.

Lin Cong hurriedly turned his head to look at the young man, diverting his attention.

Fei Lang had already walked over, turned his back to Lin Cong, and took away the young man's cell phone.

"Sneak shot." There was no emotion in Fei Lang's voice, and Lin Cong couldn't see his expression either.

Hearing that his tone was wrong, Lin Cong subconsciously said, "Wait a minute."

He thought Fei Lang was going to get mad, but Fei Lang blinked his big eyes and looked at Lin Cong quite innocently, his voice was very gentle: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing... Let him delete the photo first."

Fei Lang said, "I'll come."

They were in the corner of the parking lot, and there were people coming and going in the distance. The young man let out a vague whimper, and the bodyguard released his hand covering the young man's mouth to block the crowd behind him.

"Lin...Mr. Lin, don't be surprised, we are just eating together." The young man begged for mercy as soon as he opened his mouth.

Fei Lang lowered his head, raised his phone calmly, and said nothing.

"Don't! Mr. Fei, you have a lot!!!" The young man's eyes slowly widened, full of panic.

Lin Cong saw that Fei Lang pressed up on this phone a few times, deleted all the photos, and then clicked into the Weibo client, even deleted the Weibo just posted by the paparazzi youth.

The terrified expression of the young man added a comical sense of tragedy to the scene.However, Fei Lang simply deleted the photo without any further action, and there was no expression of joy or anger on his face. He just handed the phone to the other party: "It's broken, you can't use your hands."

The young man's expression of resentment was particularly wonderful, his face was red and white, he gritted his teeth and dropped the phone to the ground, stomping on it a few times.

However, the mobile phone is not considered fragile, so he can only jump up and down, using all his strength to press down on the mobile phone, and then step on the mobile phone to create cracks.

After tossing for a long time, the screen was still on when I picked it up again.

"Continue." Fei Lang ordered mercilessly.

The other party was so tired that he was sweating profusely, and the mobile phone was finally broken so that the chain screen could not be seen, and the punishment was considered complete.

Celebrities hate paparazzi's candid shots, and Lin Cong is no exception, but he couldn't think of such a tossing punishment method as Fei Lang, so he just watched from the sidelines and couldn't help saying, "Cough...be careful, you can't throw your phone directly into the Trash cans, you have to go to a professional to recycle them.”

"..." The young man's expression was distorted, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak at all. After a while, he bowed and picked up the broken mobile phone from the ground.

However, as soon as he met Fei Lang's eyes, he immediately lowered his head in fear.

Fei Lang glanced at him one last time, turned to leave, and said to Lin Cong, "Prepare for public relations."

Lin Cong understood what he meant, even if the photos on the phone were deleted, the paparazzi are all groups, the photos may have been backed up, and Weibo has already been posted.Photos of the two of them may still be circulating online.

But he is very casual about this matter, if he goes out to eat with girls, he may have to be more vigilant, walking with Fei Lang, there is no scandal to spread.

"Just going out to have a meal, even if it is photographed, we can't write anything fancy, and we are not guilty."

Fei Lang raised his eyes to look at him, and there was a slight wave of clear water in his eyes: "I have a guilty conscience."

Lin Cong's heart skipped a beat, and for a moment he couldn't figure out what he meant.

He was guilty... It was just to thank him, to have a meal, why was Fei Lang guilty?

However, Fei Lang didn't explain, but there was a smile on his lips.