This actor needs more money

If Ding Xiu heard these words, he would definitely cry out that he was wronged.

This clearly means that those who understand current affairs are distinguished.

This is the daughter of the old Han family, who dares to offend her?

Don't look at the entertainment industry. Today, there is a princess in the Beijing circle, and tomorrow there is a young master in the Shanghai circle. They are all just to put money on their own faces.

Real bosses rarely stand in front of the stage.

Their children are the real daughters and princesses.

If someone wants to mess with you, it only takes a matter of minutes.

Just like a boss worth over 100 million, he can easily be manipulated by a small county director.

The rich can't fight against the powerful.

The people do not fight with the officials. This has been the truth since ancient times.

I didn't see Fan Binbin being polite to Han Jianu and trying to get closer to her.

Knowing these powerful children may not necessarily help you, but they will definitely not punish you if you have nothing to do.

You know, some second generations are not successful enough, but they are more than capable of failure.

"Sister Binbin, can you help me get my phone?"

This time, it was Han Jianu's turn to direct Fan Binbin.

"No problem, no problem."

Fan Binbin was not unhappy at all, and took the phone to take pictures of the two of them with a smile.

In order to demonstrate his skills, he even squatted down and took photos from behind, completely ignoring the discomfort of the dress.

Take a dozen photos in a row.

"Thank you Sister Binbin, thank you Brother Xiu."

After taking the photo, Han Jianu said to Ding Xiu: "Brother Xiu, if I have a scene next time to find someone, you must come."

"It's a small matter." Ding Xiu agreed with a smile.

"Then you give me a cheaper price, I don't have much money."

"It doesn't matter whether it's money or not. I never care about money when filming. The main thing is that the script is good."

Just kidding, if Han Ga Nyeo is filming a movie, will she be short of investors?

Without even reading the script, the threshold will be crossed.

There are many people who are willing to curry favor with her father.

It's just that she doesn't know how to play mahjong, otherwise she could win 18 million in one night.

Fan Binbin and others rolled their eyes wildly when they heard Ding Xiu say that filming was not about money.

Ding Xiu doesn't care about money. That's a big joke. Who in the entertainment industry doesn't know that he adds money to the layman Ding Xiu.

He is famous for making pornographic films for you as long as the price is high.

"I mean what I said." Han Jianu said again.

Ding Xiu nodded: "I'm serious too."

"Okay, I'll note it down. Happy wedding. I won't disturb you anymore. See you later."

"See you."

"Hey, he's gone." Seeing Ding Xiu still staring at his back, Bai Bin stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

"Don't make trouble." Ding Xiu slapped her hand away.

Fan Binbin smiled and said, "I didn't realize it, but you know so many people."

"It's just like that, just for fun."

Ding Xiu didn't pay much attention to Fan Binbin's words.

The entertainment industry is a vanity fair. When you are famous, you will not lack friends and investors.

Only when you are in trouble can you see the true love.

There are so many people here to support us today, and 90% of them are “colleagues” who have mutual interests or work relationships.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Ding Xiu is cold tomorrow, he will not be surprised if these people step on him.

"You are sober."

"Don't talk about this. Let's eat and drink well. I'll entertain the others. You can do it yourself."

Ding Xiu just wanted to get out quickly, but he didn't know how many people were staring at him now.

"Xiao Zhao, please help me entertain your sisters. If you have any questions, please call me."

After saying that, Ding Xiu ran away in a flash.

Half an hour later, the wedding started.

The hosts are He Ling and Wang Han, two mainstays of Xiangnan Satellite TV.

Given their status, this was the first time that they appeared at the wedding at the same time.

Hosting a wedding is a job that no host with any talent can do, that is, only 18th-line singers and hosts can do it.

Ding Xiu's wedding was just a phone call away, and the two of them arrived in no time.

The process is all well-known scenes in TV dramas. The only thing that doesn't appear is the ex-girlfriend's robbery.

We are all adults, so we don't have any brains.

Ding Xiu is busy here, and the staff collecting the gift money next to him are also busy.

Four staff members, four money counting machines, and eight safes.

I saw piles of money being delivered to the safe, and soon it was full.

In addition to money, there are watches, gold, jade, bracelets, and designer bags.

Ding Xiu's status is destined to ensure that everyone who comes and goes will not be poor. There are many people who give hundreds of thousands to hundreds of thousands.

The most powerful one is Qin Gang, with 6 million.

Before the Western-style wedding was over, more than 50 million had been collected here.

When Huang Bo and Wang Baoqiang came to give gifts midway, they were shocked when they saw the amount.

"Damn it, I got married too early back then."

When he got married, he was not popular and had few friends in the entertainment industry. Eighteen thousand was considered a lot of money as a gift.

If we were to get married now, the scene wouldn't be as good as Ding Xiu's, but it would certainly not be that bad. It would be easy to get 20 to 30 million.

"Stop talking about you, I regret it." Wang Baoqiang said while asking his assistant to take out 1.28 million.

"Oh my god, you have made a lot of money in the past two years."

Huang Bo was a little surprised to see Baoqiang take out so much at once.

His gift was only 880,000 yuan, but he didn't expect Baoqiang to be so generous.

Wang Baoqiang bared his teeth and said, "Hum, if it's not money, I'll do it once in my life. I'll give it to you."

He and Ding Xiu have known each other for too long, and all the way to this day, there is no need to talk about their feelings.

Although this little money was nothing to them, he still wanted to make Ding Xiu more famous on their big day.

"That's true." Huang Bo nodded.

…

"Groom Ding Xiu, are you willing to accept Gao Yuanyuan as your wife?"

"I do."

"You should be gentle and careful to your wife, respect, love and protect her and her parents. From now on, you should not have relationships with other people and stay chaste. Can you make your promise in front of everyone?"

"I can."

"Bride Gao Yuanyuan, are you willing to recognize Ding Xiu as your husband?"

"I do."

"You should marry him at this age, love him, obey him, help him, respect him and his family, support his career, do your duty as a wife, not have relationships with other people in the future, and stay chaste. You Can you make a promise in front of everyone?"

"I can."

At the wedding scene, when the oath was taken, the whole place was very lively, with applause and laughter one after another.

Many girls had sparkling eyes.

Zhao Liying stared at the stage, clasped her hands, and said happily: "The most beautiful love words in the world may be the wedding vows. No matter you are poor, rich, rich, disabled, or old, we will be together for life."

Reba smiled and said, "Yes, it's so romantic."

Looking at the two people on the stage, they were filled with infinite longing, and besides being envious, they were still envious.

Liu Yifei's eyes were filled with mist, and he tried not to cry: "Meeting the right person at the right time is very important."

If she hadn't been too young back then, perhaps it wouldn't necessarily be Gao Yuanyuan standing on the stage today.

If you want to blame it, blame it on your own bad luck.

Next to her, Yang Mi sighed: "The relationship between men and women comes from the right time and place. If there is any difference, it will be empty."

She and Ding Xiu had no fate, each had their own obsessions, and could never get into each other's hearts. They could only stay in the shallows and trade.

Qin Lan curled his lips and sneered: "Big love words only count when we are in love."

Damn it, after so many years, she has finally seen clearly that men are big liars.

Fan Binbin didn't say anything, but he nodded slightly. The man's Chengruo, let alone the time to fall in love, was completely different before and after he put on his pants.

That is to say, it is the little girl who foolishly thinks it sounds beautiful.

After looking at the girls around him, he said in an experienced tone: "Men are like jewelry, it's better not to have them at all."

"All love, for men, is illusory. It doesn't matter whether it's suitable or not, whether you love someone or not. In a few years, you will find that only your wealth and career will not betray you."

Zhao Liying and Reba looked over and wanted to refute, but they didn't speak. They didn't agree with this sentence in their hearts.

Career is important, but so is love.

Otherwise, if you are alone for the rest of your life, what is the use of holding on to that little money?

No woman wants happiness, no one wants to be protected, and no one wants to be understood.

Unlike the two young men, Yang Mi and Qin Lan nodded thoughtfully, feeling that Fan Binbin's words made sense.

They want to be strong women.

Love is just a supplement, not a necessity of life.

…

After the Western-style wedding process was completed, everyone came to the hotel's wedding hall, which was Chinese-style.

The long T stage was covered with a festive red carpet, covered with red rose petals.

Big happy words were posted everywhere, and there were bands on both sides of the stage playing festive suonas. The whole scene was filled with Chinese elements.

When Gao Yuanyuan appeared again, she was already wearing a red phoenix crown and a dragon and phoenix gown. She was wearing a gold hairpin and a gold hairpin. Her clothes were eye-catching and rich.

In the past, wedding dresses were for modern sexy goddesses, but now they are for ancient ladies, dignified, delicate and beautiful.

After taking off his suit, Ding Xiu himself also put on the No. 1 Scholar's uniform embroidered with hand-made gold.

The two men, both talented and beautiful, slowly walked into the scene holding red hydrangea in their hands.

Crossing the rice bag, stepping on the brazier, worshiping in the flower hall, picking up the hijab, changing one's mouth to drink tea, parents' speeches, the officiant's speech, witnesses witnessing the marriage, drinking a cup of wine, exchanging tokens, tying hair, holding hands...

The process of a Chinese wedding is far more complicated than that of a Western wedding. If someone hadn't kept reminding them, Ding Xiu and Gao Yuanyuan would hardly have remembered it.

I had to rehearse for several days before.

The two were still discussing the process last night.

Trouble is trouble, but the sense of ceremony was immediately fulfilled and the guests were very happy.

While they were getting married, there were guests, while they were updating their Weibo and enjoying the whole network online.

"As expected of my goddess, this figure, needless to say, is so beautiful."

"Did Ding Xiu save the earth in his last life? He actually married Gao Yuanyuan."

"Ah, I don't accept it."

"A man is talented and a woman is beautiful, a perfect match. Blessings."

"Whether he's wearing a suit or a costume, Ding Xiu looks as handsome as ever."

"There are many big names at the show. I really want to go see it, but I don't know how much the tickets are."

"Okay, okay, one is the woman my husband can't get, and the other is the man I can't get. Now it's balanced."

"Gao Yuanyuan looks so beautiful and elegant in this Chinese wedding dress. I will look like this when I get married in the future."

"For ordinary people, don't even think about it. This wedding dress is enough for you to buy a house from head to toe. It costs several kilograms of gold."