Ning Luo looked into Ning Yang’s dark and deep eyes, trying to impress him with science: “Look, it is known that the uterus can be pregnant, so it is the uterus that can make people pregnant.”
“Go on.”
Ning Yang crossed his arms and stood there coldly, clearly waiting to settle accounts later.
Ning Luo couldn’t make up any more stories and was embarrassed to be stared at. He scratched his cheek, his eyes wandered around, and when he turned his head and saw Ning’s father coming down the stairs, he ran over as if he saw a savior.
“Dad!”
Ning’s father had just come out of Ning Xibai’s bedroom. Seeing him, his face turned from gloomy to bright, he patted his head and said, “I just saw you chatting with your eldest brother. What were you talking about?”
Ning Luo picked up his phone to show him, his little tiger teeth were full of pride: “My brother transferred money to me, I have money again.”
Ning’s father paused and asked, “How much did your eldest brother transfer to you?”
“Five million.”
“Five million?” Ning’s father frowned, took out his own phone, put on his reading glasses, and operated it for a while. When he was done, he waved his hand and said, “Dad will give you 6.66 million. Your monthly pocket money will be 6.66 million in the future.”
Thinking of this, he showed a kind smile on his usually serious face and rubbed Ning Luo’s head again and again: “You must remember that Dad’s love is ahead of your eldest brother. You must never let your brother surpass Dad.”
Ning Yang was disgusted by his shameless lines of competing for favor and turned his head away.
Ning Luo didn’t understand and felt it was powerful: “Ah? Oh, okay.”
After that, he showed a bright smile to Ning’s father, looking like a little sweet bean.
He looked at the 11.66 million in his hand, and felt a sense of unreality.
[So my sexual orientation is no longer a secret in the whole family?]
Ning Yang suddenly turned his head again and, frowning stopped him: “Ning Luo.”
“You go upstairs.”
[Yes, I am money-sexual! I have a strong desire to possess and share money, so who can scan my payment QR code? ]
Ning Yang’s voice coincided with his inner voice.
Ning Luo’s excited and rising tone seemed to mock Ning Yang’s unnecessary worries.
“Ah? Why should I go upstairs?” Ning Luo was puzzled.
Ning Yang pursed his lips.
He actually worried for a moment that Ning’s father would hear Ning Luo’s thoughts of publicly coming out.
In fact, Ning Yang was completely overthinking. Ning Luo’s previous move to drag Ning Xibai into the water had already lifted the ceiling. Coming out is just a tickle to Ning’s father now.
Ning Yang tried to make amends: “Go upstairs and get ready to go out; we are going to sign the filming contract.”
“Okay, I’ll be right there.”
Ning Luo didn’t doubt him, and after greeting Father Ning, he went upstairs to change his clothes. Halfway through, he remembered what he wanted to ask about Ning Xibai. So before going out, he pulled Ning’s father to a corner and asked in a low voice: “Dad, did Xiaobai tell you that he didn’t want to go to Africa, did you agree?”
Ning’s father was instantly alert: “Why are you asking this?”
Without waiting for Ning Luo to explain, he spoke quickly: “I can’t possibly agree! What’s wrong with asking him to go to Africa? Are you afraid of something happening to a grown man? As his father, can I abuse him? I just want him to go out and relax. Don’t think too much, you little kid.”
After saying that, he pushed Ning Luo: “Go quickly, your big brother is waiting for you.”
Ning Luo was pushed out of the door like a puppet on strings.
Ning’s father looked at his back, not knowing what he was thinking, and his face was serious.
When one plea failed and the other came out?
There is indeed something fishy going on between these two people!
Ning’s father decided to let Ning Xibai go to the crew for closed-door filming, and after the filming, he would be packed up and sent to Africa, changing the two-month trip to three months.
He didn’t believe that his third son would not give up after three months of no contact!
Ning Luo had no idea that his words would give Ning Xibai an extra month of happy time close to nature. If he knew, he would probably dance in the room and sing “Good Luck Come” all night.
As soon as Ning Luo went out, he was packed up and stuffed into the car. He asked Ning Yang through the car window: “Brother, aren’t you going?”
“No,” Ning Yang glanced at his phone and said in a slightly cold tone, “I’m taking care of some things. I’ll ask my secretary to pick you up.”
He watched the car carrying Ning Luo drive away.
Ning Luo had a secret, but the other party helped him after all.
Instead of holding on to this point, the most urgent task was to arrange people to deal with the Chen family’s conspiracy.
And… Ning Xibai, what role did he play in it.
–
The agreed-upon magazine shoot has determined the candidates for the inside pages. This kind of trivial matter was only mentioned casually by Lu Tingzhou’s agent during the video chat with him.
“I heard that he has a powerful background. It was Chu Zhuo’s CEO’s secretary who took him there on the day of the contract signing.” Agent Nie Wentao said to Lu Tingzhou on the screen.
The man in the camera wore a light apricot-colored thin sweater and leaned lazily on the sofa, with a French window behind him. The sunlight shone through the glass and sprinkled on him generously. His slender hands became translucent like jade under the light, and he was holding a cat toy to tease the cat.
“Ning Yang’s secretary?” After hearing Nie Wentao’s affirmative answer, the man chuckled lightly, his mood was very light, and it was hard to tell whether it was a compliment or criticism. “He is indeed someone with a background. What’s his name?”
His hands kept moving. Each time the cat was about to catch the feather on the cat teaser, he would lift it away. After several times, the cat was annoyed and turned its head and made him face its butt.
Lu Tingzhou was not in a hurry. He scratched its chin with his index finger, and soon the kitten started to act coquettishly with him again.
Nie Wentao saw the whole scene: “You really have a bad taste… His name’s Ning Luo. Hiss, come to think of it, these two have the same surname.”
He asked and answered himself, not noticing the subtle pause when Lu Tingzhou heard the words “Ning Luo.” He looked up and looked at his agent across the screen: “Ning Luo? Luo with the character for horse?”
“Yes, do you know him?”
Lu Tingzhou didn’t wear glasses at home. Without the neutralization of glasses, his eyes looked more fierce, and his dark pupils were filled with thick ink that could not be dissolved. When he looked at him, Nie Wentao felt a sense of oppression.
But soon, that feeling disappeared.
“I know him, the second son of the Ning family they just found.” Lu Tingzhou confirmed his guess, rubbed the cat’s head with his hand, and smiled with his eyes lowered, “A very interesting little guy.”
It was unclear whether he was talking about the cat or Ning Luo.
Nie Wentao just mentioned it to him in passing and soon talked about other things.
“Your brother is such a loser; he used our money to invest in a company with a history of plagiarism. If you hadn’t asked me to check, I wouldn’t have known he could do such a brainless thing! Doesn’t he know that reputation is everything to an artist?” Nie Wentao became more and more angry and started to talk endlessly.
Lu Tingzhou listened quietly the whole time, and it was unknown whether he took it to heart. He occasionally teased the cat in his arms.
“It’s really frustrating to have such a person around; he always holds us back.” Nie Wentao concluded his long speech.
“By the way, strangely enough, I received an anonymous reminder before, asking me to pay attention to that company. I didn’t take it seriously at first, but when you asked me to check it, and I suddenly remembered it.”
Lu Tingzhou asked: “Where did you receive it?”
“All of them. The studio backstage, your backstage, all of them. It’s a new account, and there’s nothing on the homepage.”
Lu Tingzhou asked for the Weibo name, and after hanging up the phone, he searched it and found that the other party had changed his name.
Then he pondered for a moment at the new account that Nie Wentao said “there’s nothing on the homepage” and sent a message to Nie Wentao.
[L: Are you sure there’s nothing on the homepage?]
[Nie Wentao: I’m sure. What’s wrong? ]
Nothing much, really.
Lu Tingzhou looked at the 231 Weibo posts on this person’s homepage. He just wanted to know how much passion it would take for someone to post so many updates in a short period of time.
[Crotch Pants on Fire : The earth will still turn without Lu Tingzhou? Just forcing it [fist]. The earth will still turn without Lu Tingzhou? Just forcing it [fist]. The earth will still turn without Lu Tingzhou? Just forcing it [fist]. The earth will still turn without Lu Tingzhou? Just forcing it [fist]. The earth will still turn without Lu Tingzhou? Just forcing it [fist].]
[Crotch Pants on Fire: I have been practicing the ruthless way for ten years, and I thought I could see through the world, but the moment I clicked on my husband’s photo, my defense was broken. My nose was bleeding, and I slapped myself wildly. I slapped harder and harder, but I was not good enough, and my tears still flowed from the corners of my mouth]
[Crotch Pants on Fire: I was lying in the intensive care unit of the hospital, knowing that my life was coming to an end, I raised my hands with no strength, tears flowed from the corners of my eyes, and I used the last bit of strength I had left to type this line: Husband, marry me!]
Someone passed by his Weibo and called him a psychopath.
[Crotch Pants on Fire: It’s so funny, if I don’t go crazy on the Internet, then why do I go online? Reciting the Great Compassion Mantra to save all living beings?]
Out of the 231 posts, most were all about him, and a few were complaints about bland lunchboxes or bad weather.
Lu Tingzhou looked at it and suddenly laughed. He liked the other party’s post with his own small account and then poked the kitten who was napping next to him.
“Much more interesting than you.”
–
Ning Luo had no idea that the real owner had already swiped his trumpet; otherwise he wouldn’t have been so carefree as to go to the crew to check on the progress after signing the contract and visit the food court in the back street, leisurely calculating how much of his 10 million + yuan should be invested in the crew.
Yes, the first thing he did after getting rich was to invest in Wang Lin’s crew.
In the original book, Wang Lin’s crew became popular despite being betrayed by investors, facing financial difficulties, and the vicious acting of the second male lead.
In the second season, there were no such problems, and it became an even bigger hit, proving that Wang Lin’s directing skills were very solid, but he was always stacked with debuffs due to bad luck.
Now that there are no such problems, there is no reason for it not to be popular.
Ning Luo felt that more money was waving at him.
He was also a 24k pure spender now!
Ning Luo hummed a little song: “Oh~ This money can’t be spent~ How can it be spent~~”
Wang Lin, on the other hand, didn’t share his carefree attitude—he was so anxious that he had a blister at the corner of his mouth.
You don’t know until you check. Once you check, you’ll be shocked. Fu Gangqun is even bolder than he thought. Not only did he embezzle public funds, he even started a pimping business. Wang Lin was disgusted when the matter was exposed.
But Fu Gangqun’s mother had the nerve to call him and tell him not to bother about it for the sake of their relationship. All the relatives came to persuade him, and Wang Lin was furious.
To make matters worse, Cui Xiangyang’s side confirmed that he would not invest.
Wang Lin’s heart was like the loss on the account, a gaping hole, and the wind was blowing in.
He squatted in the open space outside the crew, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and took a puff of cigarette.
Suddenly, someone said.
[Why is someone squatting here to poop?]
Wang Lin choked on a puff of cigarette and coughed desperately. The second-hand smoke came out of his nose, like an ice machine. He turned his head to look at Ning Luo, who somehow appeared without him noticing.
“…I’m smoking.”
“Oh, am I disturbing you?” Ning Luo suddenly realized, “Director Wang, please continue. I just came to see how things are going.”
Mainly to buy some food.
The sadness that had just surged into Wang Lin’s heart was shattered by Ning Luo’s words. After finally catching his breath, he put out the cigarette and said, “No need to look; he took my money and went to accompany Li Zhigang.”
Ning Luo’s sharp eyes saw the cart of roasted sweet potato skins; his gaze followed it, and he swallowed his saliva: “It’s so serious. What does the other investors say?”
Wang Lin: “That bastard Cui Xiangyang didn’t invest money himself, and he also took other investors away.”
Ning Luo saw the roasted cold noodles cart that followed. The boss was familiar with him and waved to him enthusiastically. Ning Luo felt that this smile should taste like extra vinegar and extra chili: “Oh, then you have to pay attention to safety when driving.”
“Ning Luo,” Wang Lin called him faintly.
“This world will drive every normal person crazy. Why can’t the world end in the next second? Let’s die together. It just so happens that you don’t want to live either.”
Ning Luo instantly pulled his eyes away from the squid on the grill, and his tone soared: “No!”
He just got 10 million!
As long as he didn’t spend a penny of this money on himself, Ning Luo would not die in peace.
Even after death, he would open the coffin lid and shoot a strange light from his eyes directly at the Zhejiang College Entrance Examination Questioning Group so that they forced Zhejiang candidates to write 5.2 million reading comprehension for him, telling them that he can die, but romance will never die. [mfn]1.Teachers or officials who write national college entrance exam (Gaokao) questions in an overly dramatic, metaphorical, or emotionally manipulative way—especially reading comprehension questions in Chinese exams.[/mfn]
Ning Luo tried to reason with Wang Lin and get him to cheer up. He looked around and pointed at the tall building in the distance: “Director Wang, look, the ice is not formed in a day, and the building is not built in a day.”
Wang Lin: “Really? Then why am I so tired that it feels like I built the pyramids overnight.”
Ning Luo continued: “The world is beautiful, the sky is blue, and the clouds are white.”
“You can jump off buildings, but there is no money.”
Ning Luo: “…”
He was silent for a moment and said: “No more pretending. In fact, my character today is the rich guy. If you want money, I have it.”
Ning Luo took out his bank card and felt that he was so manly. He swung it casually: “Ten million! Director Wang, take it and spend it as you like!”
After that, he put one hand in his pocket and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, waiting to hear Wang Lin’s flattery, and then he will say that ten million was nothing and start to act cool.
The card was stuck on Wang Lin’s face.
He lifted it up and took a look, then twitched his lips: “You got the wrong card; this is Lu Tingzhou’s photo card.”
It was a still photo of his half-naked body coming out of the bath, with exposed skin all white and fleshy.
TL notes:
Double update o(〃＾▽＾〃)o
Every chapter the MC gets more wild, i love him! XD