To play a rich man, should you restrain yourself a little?
Ye Chen was stunned, what was wrong with him? He was not doing well at ordinary times. Apart from occasionally using his money ability, there was nothing else.
"Okay, I'll try my best."
Ye Chen nodded perfunctorily.
Immediately afterwards, the company executive briefly told Ye Chen the scene that Ye Chen needed to make a cameo in. It was just a guest appearance, there weren't many scenes, and it only took half a day to shoot.
"Brother-in-law, do you need any other actors here? It doesn't have to be an important role, just a one-line extravaganza. I'm willing to perform for free?"
Su Ling'er looked at Ye Chen expectantly.
Su Ling'er and many girls she knows have a dream of becoming a big star. Of course, they just think about it.
But now my brother-in-law's film and television company is about to shoot, and she doesn't have high requirements. It's no problem to be an extra. It will cost money to hire other extras. She doesn't need to pay a penny to be an extra, and she can act for free. She just wants to
When the movie comes out, show off to some of your best friends that you are also someone who has acted in movies.
As for whether the movie would become a hit, she didn't think much about it. After all, there are so many movies a year, but only one or a few of them become popular. How could it be such a coincidence?
"There must be a shortage of extras."
Ye Chen nodded, then looked at the company executive:
"You will find a suitable extra role later, one with lines."
This was not a harsh request, so Ye Chen agreed casually.
"Thank you, brother-in-law."
Su Ling'er excitedly gave Ye Chen a bear hug.
"Sister, do you want to also appear and make a cameo?"
After letting go of her brother-in-law, Su Ling'er looked at Su Ningshuang.
"I'm not interested." Su Ningshuang shook her head. She had no interest in acting.
Within a few minutes, the company's executives found a role suitable for Su Ling'er, with many scenes and more than a dozen lines.
After this week, Su Ling'er estimated that it would take several weeks before she could rest again, so Ye Chen immediately planned to finish shooting a few scenes. It happened that his Shenghai Entertainment Company had a studio on standby in Guangdong City, and Ye Chen
As soon as Chen called me, everything was ready.
That afternoon, Ye Chen, Su Ningshuang, and Su Ling'er boarded a private plane bound for Guangdong City.
Time passed little by little, and at the Guangdong Airport, a valuable private plane landed slowly. Immediately afterwards, a man wearing Middle Eastern clothes walked out, looking like a rich man.
His name is Moises, he comes from the Middle East, he has nothing to do recently, he specially came to China to travel and spend money.
After Moises came out, a dozen servant-like people came out from behind, carrying countless luggage of all kinds.
Not far away, other ordinary passengers who were boarding the plane saw this scene and couldn't help but comment.
"Private plane, more than a dozen servants, I'm so jealous of you."
"With a piece of cloth on my head, I am the richest in the world. It's not unreasonable."
Noticing the envious looks from ordinary tourists, Moises was expressionless and very disdainful. He has seen this kind of look too many times. He heard that there are many rich people in China. Now it seems that it is nothing more than this. Moises is disdainful.
I frowned and read a book.
Moises held his head high, with the sense of superiority of a rich man, and his entourage prepared to leave for the VIP passage of the airport.
"Mr. Moises, please wait a moment."
Suddenly, an airport staff came over quickly and said hello in English.
"What's the matter?"
Moises asked in surprise.
"Mr. Moises, the VIP channel at the airport will be used by other guests soon. Please wait for two minutes."
Respectful reply from the staff.
"Is there anyone else who wants to use it?"
Moises frowned and asked in English:
“Isn’t my Boeing 77 private jet enough?!!!”
The international price of his Boeing 77 private jet is about 100 million U.S. dollars, which is luxurious enough. Even so, he can't use the VIP channel immediately. He is a rich man from the Middle East. Reading
"Mr. Moises, please look over there."
The staff was not easy to explain, so they just pointed Moises in a direction.
Moises looked over there with dissatisfaction. For a moment, his eyes widened. In the distance, he saw a Boeing 787-8bbj parked there, and a young man came down with two girls. .
Ye Chen, Su Ningshuang, and Su Ling'er officially arrived in Guangdong City.
"Boeing 787-8bbj?"
Moises couldn't help but sigh that the Boeing 787-8bbj is more luxurious than his Boeing 77, and the international price of one is between 200 and 300 million US dollars.
If it is a top-end package, the other party can buy three of your own private jets for one.
Under Moises's envious gaze, Ye Chen and the other three took the lead in passing through the VIP passage at the airport, followed closely by Moises with an unsightly expression.
A few minutes later, when he arrived outside the airport, Moises saw from a distance the motorcade that had been parked outside to pick up the airport.
Moises has been to China several times and has friends doing business in China. This time he came and notified his friends in advance, so his friends organized this convoy for him. All he wanted was pomp and grandeur!!!
This is a fleet of more than a dozen luxury cars. The leader is a tens-of-million Rolls-Royce Ghost, followed by Bentleys and Maybachs. The total value of the cars in this fleet alone exceeds Two hundred million.
Many passers-by surrounded him with envy, taking photos and discussing. Seeing this, Moises, who had a somewhat gloomy face, finally showed a proud smile.
His pomp is still there, and there are still not many people in China who want to surpass him.
With that said, under the gaze of everyone, Moises slowly walked towards his motorcade, but just as Moises was about to get into the leader of the Les Les Gusts, someone nearby suddenly exclaimed.
"Look over there, there's a bigger convoy!!!"
"Damn it, how many cars is this? It's so awesome."
"The person sitting in the first car seemed to be a Chinese, and he was very young. It seems that the sentence - "With a piece of cloth on my head, I am the richest in the world", is not that accurate, at least it is not accurate now."
"I thought this Middle Eastern tycoon's team was already awesome enough, but I didn't expect there would be something even more awesome."
Everyone's attention instantly shifted from Moises' motorcade to not far away.
In place, Moises's expression became stiff again.
In the distance, a huge convoy of dozens of top luxury cars was heading towards Guangdong City. No car in this convoy, even the worst one, cost less than 10 million.
In such a comparison, Moises's team looks particularly shabby. Only the Rolls-Royce Ghost at the head of his team is worth tens of millions, and the others are inferior.
After arriving in China, Moises was hit twice before he even left the airport, which made him extremely depressed.
On the other side, sitting in the lead car of the motorcade, Ye Chen and Su Ling'er were talking.
In fact, this motorcade was not prepared by Ye Chen. He kept a low profile. This motorcade was specially prepared for Ye Chen when the head of the Xiang family, a wealthy family in Guangdong, knew that Ye Chen was coming to Guangdong.
If not for time, the head of the Xiang family might be able to collect nearly a hundred luxury cars.
In about half an hour, they arrived at their destination.
On the first day of the military training of Great God Tian Huoyan, the cool school belle brought me water