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Chapter 74

At the end of November.

The school anniversary will be held in two days, and almost all the No. 1 Middle School will be closed. The campus is full of anxiety and restlessness. Fewer people listen to the class and more people are wandering around.

Even a few roommates in the same dormitory suffered from insomnia for several days... it was like experiencing some major life events.

In short, Zhang Shang was a little speechless. Isn’t it just a star? As for each one, it’s not that Taigu County wants collective demolition…

Perhaps this is the influence of celebrities. With the improvement of living standards, people have focused on spiritual and cultural pursuits.

Generally, celebrities come out to make money by making money, and pay 50% of the fee after signing the contract, and pay 25% before arriving at the performance that day, and pay the remaining amount after the performance.

They will also be present in advance to see the organizer's specific event arrangements.

However, when Zhang Shang answered the phone, he was stunned.

Zhang Lana has already arrived at Taigu today, but she didn't even get off the car, so she left again after a circle, saying that she would not arrive on the day of the school anniversary.

Then he went to Taiyuan to open a top-level suite in a five-star hotel... and asked Dad Zhang to pay for it.

When Classmate Zhang heard this, he felt like a mirror in his heart. He thought it was too bad.

But to be honest, the best Xinglong Hotel in Taigu is only four-star, and most of the waiters speak Taigu dialect.

When people from other places come here, they may not be able to stand it when they hear dialects and feel that the people here are native.

In fact, this situation is normal in later generations. Celebrities come out to film and commercial performances, and they would rather go to a big hotel every day than betray themselves.

This is understandable, just like if you use a tissue that is used to being touched by your heart, and then you are asked to use newspapers, not to mention that your butt can't accept it, your mental illness is disgusting.

After thinking about it, Zhang Shang asked: "Dad, how much does a top-class suite cost for a night?"

"3666." After a pause, she continued: "She also has an agent, assistant, and bodyguard. She has opened a total of eight single rooms, which costs 6,000 yuan a night."

"Hiss..." Zhang Shang sniffed in air conditioning, frowned.

It costs 18,000 yuan to stay for three days, and even eat, drink and play. The stars invited by 150,000 yuan will be 200,000 yuan.

Thinking about it this way, people will be unhappy.

Recently, he has been cheated, and Zhang Shang feels that he is almost a turtle meat, and he wants to eat it for two people when he sees it.

"We are not a sucker for this money, so please pay attention to them."

"……"silence.

Zhang Shang immediately understood, "Dad, have you reimbursed them?"

"Report." Zhang Zhiwei's voice was a little low, probably because it made the money feel distressed. "After all, your mother and Bai Jing like her, please be more accommodating."

"Okay." The money has been paid, what else can I say?

As the saying goes, "People are poor and have a weak ambition." People in small counties have never seen the market and have little ambitions. They have never seen anyone, so they will cheer them up first.

I have to give this to Zhang Shang himself, so he is too lazy to pay. There is no provision in the contract for hospitality and I have to pay. If you can't live, why should I pay for it?

You charged me 150,000 yuan, just to sell fame and make money, but you still want to enjoy your happiness?

I know it is a small county town, why did I agree when I was looking for you?

Celebrities have a bad temper and are arrogant everywhere they go. They are all spoiled by people like Zhang Zhiwei... But this is his real father, and he can't say anything even if he can't stand it.

"I'll have a meeting tonight, will you go?" Zhang Zhiwei continued.

"Where to meet?"

"Taiyuan."

"..." Taking a deep breath, for some reason, Zhang Shang felt something coming up in his chest, "Dad, it cost money to invite her to come. It's a reciprocal relationship, not to invite his ancestors, but to meet her and let her do it himself."

"But... the deputy county magistrate in charge of culture in the county is going to go, and the school leaders of No. 1 Middle School also said they want to go." Zhang Zhiwei said weakly.

Humble! Humble! Humble in the bones.

This is Zhang Shang’s feelings at this moment.

He suddenly understood the word "national integrity" and also understood Mr. Lu Xun. He was deeply helpless when the people could not stand up, mourned his misfortune and angered his not to fight, but he was deeply helpless.

This is the general environment, not only Zhang Zhiwei's problem, but also useless to be anxious. Zhang Shang was a little excited and was too lazy to say anything else.

That night.

The principal of No. 1 Middle School, two vice principals, Gao Zhiben, who was provoked, Zhang Zhiwei, and people from the county, went straight to Taiyuan to meet Zhang Lana.

Taiyuan Xinghewan Hotel, luxurious private room.

To be honest, Zhang Zhiwei was very nervous and nervous for no reason...

The door is open.

"An Ning Hasai..." Zhang Lana smiled and glanced at the private room, wearing a sexy dress with her thighs exposed, her skin was white, and she was cute and clever.

A group of people quickly stood up to greet them, nodded, shook hands, and asked them to attend the seat.

The agent behind him smiled when he saw these people all had big belly, dressed in dirt, and his shoe-horned faces like Zhang Zhiwei who had been on the ground all year round.

But... why does this smile have no respect for the financial owner?

Zhang Zhiwei was confused. Look at everyone, do you understand Korean here? He doesn't understand anyway.

The menu was ordered by Cheng Xijun, principal of No. 1 Middle School. The most luxurious set meal here is tens of thousands of yuan per table, so you have to bear the face. How can foreigners underestimate us?

"Ms. Zhang, have you chosen the two songs sung at the school anniversary?" Cheng Xijun spoke.

Zhang Lana talked a lot, and then the agent spoke to everyone in Mandarin.

This attitude is so great, just like a leader’s visit, which made Zhang Zhiwei not dare to speak and too lazy to say anything.

"Who is the sponsor?" But the agent mentioned him next.

"I am..." Zhang Zhiwei stood up and raised his hand, smiling.

The agent looked at his vicissitudes of face and raised his lips slightly. It is best to deal with such people, reach out and hold it, nod, and say hello.

I couldn't speak the language and talked about some serious matters. No one had anything to say, so I started eating.

But when I finally paid for it, it was completely shocking...

As everyone was about to leave, as usual, in this case, a rich man would slam the table and shout, "The waiter checks out", and is proud, but why is there no sound today?

If you want to leave, don’t you ask for money from the people who stay here?

The agent glanced at everyone and signaled to Zhang Lana.

Holding up the wine glass, Zhang Lana stood up gracefully and walked towards Zhang Zhiwei. Her pretty hand halfway through his shoulders, causing Zhang's father to stiffen...

This 250-year-old local tycoon was touted by others and praised it for a few words, "I admire the entrepreneurs so much, I heard that they are all generous." So I paid for the card.

The refreshing posture of raising a glass and drinking, the big stars that countless people were chasing half toasted on him, and Zhang's face was so bright.

But I feel a little disappointed inside. Why is it different from what I imagined? Shouldn’t I be quite pure?

Such a skillful way to exchange cups, will you fall into the mortal world for ten thousand yuan?

After thinking about it, I sighed and could only shake my head secretly.

The mystery and humility towards celebrities disappeared without a trace.

Because Zhang Zhiwei was sure that if he threw her one million, he would probably be able to do whatever he wanted.

He felt that he should not be humble when it comes to things that can be done with money.

Because money is not worth mentioning compared to his personality, and his value is tens of millions.

Under his son's instigation, he had tried the trick of using money to smash people, but it actually didn't have much meaning.

This is probably not even as good as a young wife in the countryside. If you give someone a million, you may not be able to follow you. Maybe you will have to give two of you big mouths.

Zhang Lana didn't know that she only toasted a glass of wine and asked others to pay an extra 10,000 yuan. Her whole body was as strong as the world...

...

I took two days off on weekends, just in time for the Colonel's Day.

Men and women in love always want to get tired of being together every time and every second.

The lounge area of ​​Xinhua Bookstore has a quiet atmosphere. You can read all the books here for free for one dollar every 1 hour.

On the sofa for two.

Zhang Shang held the recipe in his right hand and was lazily slumped, putting his legs on He Tingting's thigh, hooking her shoulder with his left hand, holding the person in his arms.

He wrote "Gourmet on the Bite of the Tongue" almost all the cooking, and he was already exhausted and had to come here to seek scriptures.

He Tingting snuggled up to him and watched "Childhood" seriously.

Zhang Shang was a little funny. Miss He reads his novels, so she is unwilling to fall behind and wants to be a literary young woman?

Until 11:30 noon, the girl pointed to the watch on her wrist and signaled that she would go home.

High school students have not yet escaped from their parents' control, so they don't think about not returning home at night. Even if they don't go home for lunch, they have to find a suitable reason.

After leaving the bookstore, Zhang Shang said, "Don't go back at noon?"

"No, my mom stewed fish, I want to eat it."

"Okay, what are we going in the afternoon?"

"I have to do my homework, I can't come out." The girl looked up at him and said sourly: "It's not like you, free and casual, school overlord, and the teacher doesn't even accept your homework."

"Are you praising me or hurting me?"

As a student, it shouldn’t be very honored not to do homework. I still have this kind of enlightenment.

"Whatever you want is what you want." The girl curled her lips, bent down and opened the bicycle lock, pushed it onto the car, waved at him, and walked away very casually.

Zhang Shang looked at her back and looked at the sunshine again, um... it was very cool.

Just as I was about to push the cart, the phone rang.

After hearing a few words, Zhang was so weird that the legendary thing happened to us?
Chapter completed!
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