Until the starlight [entertainment circle]

"Director Fang, I'm sorry to disappoint you. I have made up my mind that I will never get involved in anything related to the entertainment industry in this life. I just want to play math quietly and be with my parents." Yue Haonan shrugged Shrugging his shoulders, his smile was a little bleak.

Fang Zong refused to give up, and continued to persuade: "Hao Nan, you know very well that someone was behind the incident, and I believe you must know who this person is. Can you really swallow this breath? Really? Do you watch your loved ones do nothing because they succumb to the reality and live in pain? Now that you have a chance to make a comeback and take back everything that belongs to you, why don’t you go for it?”

Yue Haonan didn't speak, but Fang Zong knew that he was shaken.

"Only by yourself you can't be the Phoenix of the entertainment industry. You can't be a bare commander anymore. You must have your own company and your own team. Only by leading an invincible army can you really fight a bloody road. I have taken a detour before. It doesn't matter, from now on, you can choose again, do you continue to swallow your anger and deceive yourself, or do you want to regain your strength and make a comeback?"

"Pfft ha ha ha, Director Fang, it's been a long time since I saw you, and your secondary illness is still so serious."

Fang Zong was a little embarrassed, coughed and said: "There is so much nonsense, don't you know that every artist's brain is a little abnormal, so do you agree or not?"

With a smile in his eyes, Yue Haonan finally nodded.

"I knew it was impossible for you to swallow this breath." Fang Zong was very pleased, as expected, this trip was not in vain, "Actually, the oil tycoon who is willing to sponsor is also here today, I showed him "Nine Songs" "He was very excited after watching the clips he filmed before, and strongly requested to see you, so I brought him along today, don't you mind?"

Yue Haonan shook his head: "I don't mind, it's just that I'm dressed too casually today, you should have told me in advance, so I can get ready."

"There is nothing to prepare for. I think he is about the same age as you. He probably inherited the family business. He has an easy-going personality and doesn't pay much attention."

While talking, Fang Zong's cell phone rang, and he picked it up while walking towards the restaurant door. It seemed that the oil tycoon had arrived.

Soon, Fang Zong came back with a handsome young white man, and introduced to Yue Haonan in fluent English: "This is the current heir to the Rockefeller Foundation, one of the top ten consortiums in the United States. He controls 40.00% of the United States. Petroleum, which also has hundreds of financial institutions including banks, insurance companies, and securities companies, is really young and promising."

"Mr. Rockefeller, hello, I'm Yue Haonan." Yue Haonan secretly marveled at this person's extraordinary demeanor and stunning appearance. His blue eyes seemed to hold the entire ocean, as if he wanted to suck people in.

The man smiled slightly, which actually dimmed the chandelier above his head a bit: "Mr. Fang is serious. I am just lucky to be born into such a prominent family. It has nothing to do with me personally. It is just a matter of maintaining my current assets." It has already exhausted me, so there is no such thing as 'young and promising'. On the contrary, Mr. Yue has such proficient acting skills at a young age, which is really admirable."

"Mr. Rockefeller is too praised..." Yue Haonan was a little embarrassed by his praise.

"You can just call me Cyril." Cyril's eyes flickered, with an indescribably gentle tenderness.

Yue Haonan's heart skipped a beat, how could he not understand this kind of alluring look, but his heart is already deserted, and no one can arouse his interest anymore.

Even if he is such a lover, he doesn't have the slightest desire.

The meal ended in a relaxed atmosphere, Fang Zong found an excuse and left alone, and asked Yue Haonan to send Xi Ruier off.

Yue Haonan was in a complicated mood as he drove this billionaire worth tens of billions of dollars in his pocket Ford, which cost only tens of thousands of dollars.

Xi Ruier didn't seem to care, chatting with Yue Haonan without saying a word.

"Xi Ruier, why did you sponsor this movie?" Yue Haonan actually asked knowingly, he just wanted to explain everything clearly, so that Xi Ruier would stop thinking about him.

Unexpectedly, Xi Ruier didn't shy away from it at all, and said directly: "For you."

"Syril, although I'm gay, it's impossible for me to fall in love with anyone anymore, I've already..."

"Mr. Yue, what are you talking about?" Cyril giggled, "I just want to repay you, there is no other meaning, you misunderstood me, I am a heterosexual."

"Eh?" Yue Haonan was a little dumbfounded.

"Do you remember that at the end of December last year, you saved a white man from two black men in an alley in Queens?"

"The alley in Queens... you mean the one near Washington Square? The night of December 26?"

"That's right, that white man is me." Cyril nodded with a smile.

"Ah? But you're not...how could you appear in that kind of place and be treated by that kind of person..."

Cyril shrugged, spread his hands and said, "I was tricked by someone in the dispute within the family. If you hadn't appeared in time, I should have died."

Yue Haonan exhaled lightly, it was really a trick of luck, who would have thought that the person he accidentally saved would be the heir of the American consortium, and he would be rewarded in this way after such a long time.

Things like fate are really unpredictable.

***

Afterwards, Yue Haonan resigned from the research institute, and picked up his old job again, but this time he did not have any manager or assistant, and joined the film crew alone.

The leading actors are still the same as before, that is, the staff of the crew have been replaced by Fang Zong's team in the United States.Although most of these leading actors are newcomers who have just debuted, there are still a lot of criticisms about Yue Haonan's re-joining, even if they don't say it on the surface, they will gather together to discuss things behind their backs.

But Yue Haonan turned a deaf ear to these voices. Since he was not pleasing to the Chinese, he took advantage of his English and quickly got along with the film crew, and he lived happily every day.

Two months later, the production crew of "Nine Songs" was completed, and Yue Haonan not only received the liquidated damages he had paid before, but also received a large amount of film remuneration.He was not polite to Fang Zong, and accepted the money with peace of mind, and immediately used the money to set up his own studio and began to recruit people.

Time flies by, and it is November in a blink of an eye. The bleak winter wind blows off the leaves of the maple trees, laying a thick layer on the road, and it creaks when walking.

Thanks to Xi Ruier's help, Yue Haonan's studio has developed rapidly. At present, he has developed many artists, from singers to models to actors, and the scale of the studio is also expanding. A small room in the office building, but it has now moved into the iconic American landmark, Rockefeller Center, and occupies an entire floor in the seventh building.

At the end of the year, "Nine Songs" starring Yue Haonan will be screened in the United States, and will participate in the competition for the Piscar Awards. The film's promotion is also in full swing. Although he is walking on the street, no one will recognize him. , but he firmly believes that it won't be long before his photos will appear on billboards on the streets of New York.

In the early morning of this day, Yue Haonan was going to record a talk show, but his assistant was late because of a traffic jam.Unable to bear the cold wind on the street, Yue Haonan pushed open the door of a cafe on the street.

The air is filled with the smell of cocoa rice and hot milk, making people dizzy. The counter is crowded with customers ordering food. In the almost full hall, every table is filled with milky white water vapor. .Cheesecake brownies, devil donuts, sea salt caramel square cake... Yue Haonan stood outside the crowd, distinguishing the popular meals written on the small blackboard in front of the counter. Since coming to the United States, he has never eaten sweets before He began to be addicted to sweets, and basically had a piece of cake for every meal, otherwise he would feel as if something was missing.

He didn't want to delve into why he became like this. Behind this seemingly ordinary phenomenon, there is often a terrifying mouth open, tearing open the hard-fought wound without hesitation, and hot magma burst out Come.

Yue Haonan sat in the corner with an extra-large cup of hot chocolate and a piece of steaming brownie on a plastic dinner plate, and took out his phone to watch today's news.

Hmm...Oil prices are up again, Cyril should be happy...The stock price is down, it has nothing to do with me...nba, well not interested...

Turning to the entertainment section, I saw a few positive news about my artists, and I was in a good mood.

After finishing the news in the United States, as usual, I have to turn to the domestic news to see Lin Yi's recent situation.

Although basically he would be abused by his own stupid behavior every time, Yue Haonan just couldn't help wanting to know if he was doing well.If he is doing well, he will be sad, and if he is not doing well, it will be even more sad.

"Yesterday morning, Lin Yi's wife gave birth to a son in the hospital, and the mother and child are safe now."

When he saw the headline of this news, Yue Haonan stopped sliding his mobile phone immediately. After struggling for a long time, he still didn't have the courage to click in to see the details of the news.

He was afraid to see the loving and happy photos of Lin Yi and Xiao Ke.

How stupid I am... I know that even if I avenge my so-called revenge, it is impossible to go back, so why do I still struggle like this?

Reminds me of that metaphor.

I lost a button on a favorite dress and had to throw it away.Maybe the button was found after a long time, but what good was that?Already put on new clothes.

I am that sad button.

"Is it Yue Haonan... Mister?"

Yue Haonan, who was still depressed, suddenly heard Chinese that he almost forgot how to say, he suddenly raised his head, and saw a familiar face, a handsome man, but full of stubble and shabby clothes But it turns out that his life is not comfortable.

"You are?" Yue Haonan searched for information about this face in his mind, but unfortunately, failed.

The man smiled awkwardly: "You are a big star, so it's normal not to know me. My name is Zheng Tao, and I used to be a singer."