Chapter 141 — Old Buffon's Origins
Years of Heartflutter · Page 81 of 214
"Sir, your conduct is thoroughly selfish. You cannot monopolize your girlfriend out of your own personal greed. She could go so much further, reach so much higher," Wang Cheng'en said with righteous indignation.
"I'm doing very well as I am, and I have no interest in being a star." This time Sun Jie shook her head with utter firmness, then smiled. "I appreciate your good intentions, but we truly don't want to be stars."
"Ladies, being a star pays extremely well—an ordinary one can pull in millions a year. Won't you reconsider?" Wang Cheng'en was full of regret at failing to achieve his goal. He had been sent here on his boss's orders, after all, and these two women had been personally singled out by the boss—how could he not try his utmost to win them over?
In truth, this so-called Zhongqiu Film and Television Culture Development Co., Ltd. was nothing but a shell company. Its founder, Ouyang Junyuan, however, had considerable connections. The company was merely a means for him to chase women.
Faced with the dream of stardom, few young girls could refuse, and so Zhongqiu's Ouyang Junyuan had succeeded time and again. After getting a girl into bed, he would pull some strings and then give her a small role in a TV drama—hardly a broken promise.
Ouyang Junyuan was not a local of Donghai but from P Province, and this trip to Donghai was merely passing through. Yet when he laid eyes on Sun Jie's exquisite features and devilish figure, he could not help but be stirred, wanting to make her his flesh slave. So he dispatched his subordinate Wang Cheng'en to go and persuade her.
"Are you ever going to stop? If you don't leave now, I'll kick you!" Yang Puqi glared, growing truly angry. Had the man no end to it?
Wang Cheng'en had failed the task his boss had assigned him, and his mood was already foul. And who was his boss, after all? In P Province, he was a man who walked wherever he pleased, unchallenged. Wang Cheng'en's displeasure flared at once, and the look he turned on Yang Juehuan grew sinister. "Kid, is that how you talk to me?"
"So you're hard of hearing too," Yang Ce mocked.
"Say that again." The earnest expression Wang Cheng'en had worn a moment before vanished without a trace as he spoke coldly.
"You tell me to say it and so I say it? Enough. I can't be bothered to waste words on you—get lost, and fast." Yang Juehuan's hand had already closed on a plate from the table, ready to smash it over the man's head if he did not leave.
Wu Yunsheng said nothing, but he too watched Yang Xin tensely, waiting only for the man before them to make some improper move—then he would charge forward at once.
"You've got nerve. Fine. I'll remember this." Wang Cheng'en bared his teeth and addressed Yang Yanzhou with a cold laugh. Only when he saw Yang Juehuan's hand about to move did he sullenly turn and leave, though as he walked he kept saying, "You'd better watch your step."
"Idiot," Yang Ce cursed, and thought no more of it.
"Ha, Xiao Jie, here in Donghai someone actually dares to talk to you like that," Yang Xin said with a smile after Wang Cheng'en had gone.
"He doesn't look like a local. See—doesn't this card say P Province?" Sun Jie pointed at the business card left on the table.
"I thought as much—no sense of propriety at all." Yang Xin twisted her mouth. "And he still dares to set his sights on our Xiao Jie. Does he not want to leave Donghai alive?"
"Forget it, Yang Xin. He didn't actually do anything, did he?" Sun Jie shook her head, not inclined to pursue the matter.
But if she did not pursue it, was the matter really over? Clearly not.
"Little brother, you were pretty fierce just now—much better than your brother-in-law." Yang Xin gave Yang Ce a thumbs-up. "Real guts. Not like this brother-in-law of yours—can't squeeze a fart out of him in half a day."
"Heh heh," Wu Yunsheng said, not offended in the least, still smiling after hearing it.