Chapter 8 Wow, you are so young and don't learn well
Chapter 8 Wow~ You are so young and don’t learn well
"Nine Ladies", "Imperial Dragon" and "Treasure Mirror".
There was no need to guess what type of movie it was. The words "Level 3" appeared in big letters in Fan Wumian's mind.
He rolled his eyes at silly old Fan and made his attitude clear with a "Puh" sound. Then Fan Wumian put some roast goose and beef offal into his bowl and left silently with the bowl in his hand.
He didn't forget to mutter a few words:
".I am crazy. I actually expected you to be reliable for once. Even if I kneel down and sing on the street and debut as a beggar, it is better to be in this kind of movie. It is easy to take off the pants, but it is difficult to put them on again."
Seeing that his own son would not take the bait.
Silly Old Fan was a little anxious, and quickly added:
"Oh, right, right! The pay is not 3000 yuan. I'll talk to the director and maybe he can raise it to 3500 yuan for my sake? 4000 yuan? It's all negotiable! The leading actress used to be a model. She's hot and sexy!"
Fan Wumian continued to mutter, "I don't want to hear this turtle chanting sutras."
After saying this, he suddenly came to his senses.
Huh?
It seemed like he was scolding himself as well.
I learned that Silly Old Fan wanted me to make a pornographic film.
Fan Wumian immediately came to his senses and guessed that this old bastard wanted to sell him out, and was so stingy that he was only willing to pay a mere three or four thousand yuan, simply treating him like a child.
Hindsight.
He immediately realized that he was indeed just a young man still in high school. No wonder silly old Fan dared to cheat and deceive people so unscrupulously.
Only three or four thousand yuan, certainly not enough to impress Fan Wumian.
If it was changed to 300,000 or 400,000 Hong Kong dollars, we could still negotiate it. After all, it’s all for art, and it’s not a loss to make a contribution.
He is now worried about how to make his first pot of gold.
If he had 300,000 or 400,000 Hong Kong dollars in his hand, even if he was forced to go into the adult industry, Fan Wumian had the confidence to climb back ashore with his talent and good looks. At worst, he could squeeze out a few tears and say that he was cheated by his unscrupulous father, that he was young, naive and ignorant, or he could play the victim to gain sympathy, which are all basic operations in the industry.
Although he has never eaten pork, he has seen a lot of pigs running. For a small mistake of this magnitude, it is not too difficult to clean up and turn things around. There are also many typical representatives in the industry, who have not stopped them from becoming big names, and one day's pay is equivalent to his salary for more than ten years.
but.
Since Silly Old Fan is so stingy, there is no need to discuss anything with him.
As for how to package himself and try to make a debut, Fan Wumian has actually come up with some alternative plans, such as writing songs and selling them to well-known singers to make a little money, or writing scripts and selling them to film and television companies to make a buck.
The problem is that the income from selling these precious resources is extremely limited, and it is far better to keep them for your own use.
In addition, he has not yet fully adapted to the new life, so he is not in a hurry for the time being. He plans to wait until there is really no other way before he chooses an alternative plan and puts it into practice.
Silly old Fan was busy plotting against him.
Fan Wumian was no pushover either. He sat on the sofa with a bowl in his hand. After looking around at this old apartment that was worth a bit of money, he asked tentatively:
"Isn't it a bit of a waste for the two of us to live in such a big house? Why don't we sell it and split up the family, or go to the bank to mortgage it and get some money back. I've been very creative recently and have thought of some good plans to make a fortune. When the time comes, I will definitely not let you suffer any loss."
After hearing this sentence.
Silly Old Fan quickly swallowed the fried rice in his mouth without even bothering to chew it. He opened his eyes wide and said vigilantly:
"Wow~ You are so young and you are not a good person. You are so innocent and you want to cheat me out of my life savings? I can't count on you to support me in my old age. Without this house, how can I seduce Miss Xiao who sells egg waffles to be your stepmother? I don't want to live on the street and pick up leftovers to fill my stomach at my old age."
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Fan Wumian didn't expect that silly old Fan would have such a big reaction.
He looked over with a suspicious look and asked:
"I remember that the girl who sold the stall in Temple Street, Xiao Jidan, was only in her twenties. You're still thinking about her at your age? Do you want to live alone with her and kick me, your own son, out of the house?" "Also, you have too little confidence in me."
"No matter how you calculate it, I should have a share of this house."
Silly Old Fan pretended to cover his chest and said angrily:
"Wow~ You're such a rebellious son, I'm almost having a heart attack because of you. If Miss Xiao doesn't want my money, does she want my youth and handsomeness? You didn't pay a penny when I bought the house, so what does it have to do with you? This is my pension, otherwise I would have sold it long ago. I still have 50 more years to live to be 100 years old. Without this house, how can I happily play mahjong, eat roast goose, and find a stepmother for you?"
"Son! Don't blame your father for being cruel. You are now strong enough and you need to go out and explore more on your own."
"Don't worry, when I close my eyes and kick my legs, as long as there is any money left in the account, Daddy, I promise to leave it all to you."
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Faced with a pie that may take decades to obtain and is particularly illusory.
Fan Wumian’s head was buzzing——
My consolation prize grew wings and flew away.
Originally, I thought that Silly Old Fan insisted on keeping this house just to provide a guarantee for his own son. Now it seems that it is indeed a guarantee. However, the only beneficiary is Silly Old Fan himself.
Probably worried that no one would take care of him in his old age, Silly Old Fan slowed down his tone and continued:
"House prices have fallen too much in the past two years. I lost one or two million in one go. I plan to wait and see if the price can go back up. If I really sell this place someday, I will at least give you this amount. Other children can live a good life. I will give you what they have. After all, we are father and son. Even if our bones are broken, our tendons are still connected."
In fact, Fan Wumian didn't care too much. He looked at Silly Old Fan and saw him slap him. He asked, "How much do you want to give me? 50?"
"What a beautiful dream it is to have 5. My average annual expenses are 10. If I live to be 100 years old, that means I need to save at least 500 million in pension so that I can live a good life in the second half of my life."
I see that silly old Fan has calculated the accounts clearly.
Fan Wumian suddenly understood why this cheap dad could be so carefree. The only asset in the family worth some money under his feet gave him enough confidence.
Facing the old rogue at the table, too lazy to say anything more, Fan Wumian decisively threw a finger back and said:
"I don't need your fifty thousand dollars. Just keep it for yourself. I don't want a cent. Let me make it clear to you in advance. When I become rich in the future, don't expect to get a penny from me."
Hearing these angry words, Silly Old Fan was not surprised but happy, and replied:
"Once a word is spoken, it is hard to take it back. You are worthy of being my son, you are a real man! After you graduate, if you go to work somewhere else and it is inconvenient to live at home, I can rent out your bedroom and separate a room from the living room. The rent will be about 4000 yuan a month. You can make a lot of money just lying at home."
"???"
For a moment, Fan Wumian really wished he was picked up from outside.
Fortunately, he originally felt that he was half an "outsider", let alone any deep father-son relationship. Since he had no expectations, he certainly would not feel disappointed.
Looking at it from another perspective, Fan Wumian thinks this is a good idea.
Since Silly Old Fan has saved enough money for retirement, we won't need him to support us in the future. We can each enjoy each other's lives and be more relaxed and free.
After eating, I washed my own bowl.
Just when he was busy hanging bed sheets and quilt covers on the balcony, silly old Fan shamelessly came out with a pile of dirty clothes, wanting Fan Wumian to help him wash them.
It would be strange if he could care about silly old Fan.
Fan Wumian tried to start treating the other party as a "weird landlord" or "weird roommate". Thinking this way, it was much easier to accept it.
(End of this chapter)