Chapter 45 Temple Street Night Market

Chapter 45 Temple Street Night Market

Chapter 45 Temple Street Night Market
The distance from my home to the Temple Street Night Market is only two intersections away.

Seeing that Fan Wumian was walking in a daze, his mind not on himself at all, Zhuang Muxi didn't think much about it.

She was just a little worried that there were so many people at the Temple Street Night Market and she might accidentally run into alumni, which might then cause rumors to spread around the school.

Zhuang Muxi underestimated her own fame in Trinity College since the beginning of the school year. Instead, she felt that Fan Wumian, who had been in the spotlight in recent days, was more eye-catching.

The truth is.

At this moment, there were far more passers-by who were staring at her, admiring her, than strangers who were looking at Fan Wumian.

After all, such a youthful, beautiful and fair-skinned beauty is rare. No matter where she is, her appearance is quite good and her figure is so amazing.

If Fan Wumian hadn't been there with her, someone would definitely have tried to strike up a conversation with her and ask for her number.

And because she did not receive much attention in school in the past two years, Zhuang Muxi did not have the tsundere syndrome of a beauty, and she had a natural elegance, refinement, freshness and ethereal temperament.

This makes the "handsome boyfriend" standing next to her even more hated.

Many young men in particular wanted to take his place, first giving Fan Wumian a blow, then putting him in a sack and dragging him to fill the sea.
Fan Wumian didn't have the energy to think about those things.

He feels that God has given him another chance mainly to help him get out of poverty. He is not in a hurry to find his partner for the time being. He is busy carefully analyzing the pros and cons of trying to shoot an outdoor variety show.

The only downside is that it's a bit more troublesome.

It takes some effort to find guests, prepare a filming crew, etc., and you may even have to pay out of your own pocket to shoot sample footage.

The benefits are also obvious. For example, once an outdoor variety show becomes popular, it means that he will have a channel to publicize his own works. In the future, whether he releases albums or shoots movies or TV series, it means that he will have an advertising space.

Not to mention the outdoor variety show itself, which also has the opportunity to bring huge exposure to Fan Wumian.

The shooting difficulty is average, the investment amount is limited, and the entry threshold is not that high. It is a new track that has just emerged in Asia.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this would be a good way to try to make his debut.

If he were in the mainland, he would have to consider such troublesome issues as how to convince the TV station leaders and how to get approval, but now that he has come to Hong Kong, there are free TV stations, pay TV stations and satellite TV stations everywhere that want to compete with TBV (Hong Kong Broadcasting and Television Co., Ltd.) for the market.

If he comes across an outdoor variety show with great content and a low price, Fan Wumian believes that he should be able to find a stable partner and find a broadcasting channel for the outdoor variety show he shoots.

He never considered helping the TV station with ideas and handing the program creativity directly to others.

Because in this way, he may be abandoned at any time and kicked away after being used, and the profit he earns will be extremely limited.

According to his previous memory, Fan Wumian remembered that the crew where Silly Old Fan worked had once produced "outsourced programs" for ATV.

Later, because of the booming ratings, they rushed to purchase a few more episodes, selling them for a total of more than 3000 million, with each episode selling for about 100 million. If other TV stations are willing to buy, they can also sell them to other companies, unless an exclusive agreement is signed.

The business of contracting "outsourced programs" is obviously more promising than working directly for a TV station.

Others may only be able to think of the first level, but Fan Wumian understands that when online video platforms emerge, the copyrights of many old programs will become very popular and valuable.

Since there is an opportunity to make money steadily and continuously, there is certainly no need to do a one-time deal.

Fan Wumian was satisfied after sorting out a general idea, and then he remembered that Zhuang Muxi was by his side.

Seeing that she was staring at a pot of oden and lost in thought, Fan Wumian reached out and poked Zhuang Muxi's arm and asked, "Want to eat this? I'll buy it for you. It's no problem for you to take the pot away."

The young girl selling oden was not tall and had a slightly dark complexion. She was squatting on the ground sweating and busy with other things. After hearing this, she rolled her eyes and muttered that a pot of oden only cost a few dollars, so why was she pretending to be rich here?
He looked up until he saw Fan Wumian's face. His smile instantly blossomed and he asked, "Handsome boy, what do you want to buy?"

Zhuang Muxi said:
"I'm not too hungry, so I'll just have a bunch of kelp, a bunch of fish roe buns, a bunch of radish, and some tempura. I used to eat these a lot, as well as the fried chicken at the entrance of junior high school, and the deep-fried capelin sprinkled with chili and cumin. I've almost forgotten what they tasted like."

Fan Wumian said to her:

"I know fried chicken, but I've never tried fried capelin. I'll try it next time I get a chance."

I also picked some oden and put it into two cylindrical red paper cups. Because they were too hot, I held them in my hands for the time being and continued to follow the crowd.

Fan Wumian then bought another oyster omelet and a Hong Kong-style rice cake and found a place to sit down and enjoy them.

This season is particularly hot, and the oscillating electric fan next to the stall keeps making a harsh creaking sound.

His back was almost soaked with sweat, and he asked casually:

"I may start a company soon, and I need to pay a visit to some big names in the film and television industry. What kind of gifts do you think I should buy? Abalone and bird's nest are too expensive, and I can't bear to buy gold ornaments. The price should be around three to five thousand yuan, just a token of my appreciation."

“I still want to start a company”

Realizing that Fan Wumian was serious about it, Zhuang Muxi didn't know the situation well enough to dissuade him. After thinking for a while, he just asked:

"It's better to bring cigarettes and alcohol when you visit. You can still give them away even if they don't need them. My dad basically buys these gifts, such as gift cards, membership cards, tickets, etc. They are only suitable for giving to customers."

I don't think it's anything new, but it's certainly not easy to go wrong when giving cigarettes and alcohol as gifts.

Fan Wumian nodded and said:

"I'll buy it later. I'll ask my dad to take me to their house to find out the situation this weekend. I have a plan to make a fortune now. It would be great if it succeeds."

It has been just over half a month since I woke up from the hospital.

Fan Wumian has already earned more than 40 Hong Kong dollars, and he thinks that this speed is not slow. However, he is still some distance away from his real goal of debuting and becoming famous.

Zhuang Muxi felt that she shouldn't be so impatient, but was influenced by Fan Wumian's "mysterious self-confidence". The two of them were half friends, so it was not convenient for her to make comments.

She suddenly remembered something, wiped her already clean lips with paper, and asked:

"I will attend the 14th Warsaw Chopin Piano Competition on Saturday, but my parents need to go home to visit my grandmother. She fell while cutting pineapples in her hometown. If you are free, can you accompany me?"

Just two seconds after she took the initiative, she was worried that Fan Wumian would overthink it, so she continued to add:
"The main thing is that every time I participate in such a competition, I get so nervous that I want to vomit. If someone can help distract me, the situation may be better. The venue is in Tsim Sha Tsui. I can treat you to a meal after the competition."

You can go to pay respects at any time. Fan Wumian nodded immediately:

"No problem. It's a good opportunity to participate in some elegant activities and cultivate my soul. By the way, where is your hometown in Taiwan? Do you grow pineapples at home?"

Zhuang Muxi replied with a smile:

"Yes, my grandfather has a pineapple orchard in Kenting. He once said that if I didn't study hard, I could go home and grow pineapples with them. They also have sugar apples, mangosteens, and mangoes. When I was a kid, I loved playing there and riding my bike to the beach for walks."

Fan Wumian suddenly realized and said, "No wonder you have such a good temper. You must have had a happy childhood..."

(End of this chapter)