It's now around ten o'clock, just in time for lunch.

I went out to find a small restaurant and booked a private room.

We are all friends, there is no need to make things difficult.

Of course, this is also because Huo Yunting can count his friends in Peiping on one hand.

Guo Degang, Yu Qian, Yue Yunpeng...well, they are all from Deyun Society.

Sometimes Huo Yunting wonders whether he should also learn cross talk.

"Pork with pickled vegetables and vegetables, duck head in dry pot, three kinds of ground delicacies, and a large plate of chicken. And a pound of white rice."

Huo Yunting told the waiter the name of the dish, which made Lao Guo and Yu Qian's eyes jump.

Good guy, is this guy rich?

Yes, there are only three of them at the dinner table.

Yue Yunpeng was very excited and wanted to follow, but Guo Degang kicked him back and asked him to recite "Report the Name of the Dish".

What's the point of just taking him and not the two disciples?

Huo Yunting and Yunda didn't know each other very well, so it was a bit embarrassing to ask them to come over and eat free food together.

"Yunting, there's no need to be so extravagant, just get some." Yu Qian'er advised from the side.

"We haven't seen each other for half a year, why don't we do something nice?"

Guo Degang and Yu Qian looked at each other without saying anything. They had the same thoughts.

The young man couldn't hold himself back. He had made some money and was showing off in front of these two old guys.

Not long after, the dishes were served and several people chatted while eating.

After half a kilogram of white wine, the three of them turned red and started chatting.

It seems that Lao Guo has been holding it in for a long time, so he took this opportunity to express his bitterness.

Deyunshe has now reached a bottleneck period.

Only in the Tianqiaole Tea Garden area, Guo Degang's cross talk can be said to be unique. But outside this area, tsk tsk.

"How much does that small garden cost per month..."

"We are in our thirties... we can't waste time like this..."

"...You still have to become a disciple! Yes, there is a title..."

Lao Guo was depressed and drank too much. It would take him a while to finish the bitter water.

Compared with him, Yu Qian seemed much calmer.

Pick up a piece of meat, take a sip of wine, and taste it carefully in your mouth.

This is here for a meal.

"Lao Guo is in trouble." Yu Qian shook his head and had a drink with Huo Yunting.

"There is no way to become a teacher. I want to become a teacher to Mr. Hou, but I am stuck."

"We need money to do some things. Every aspect of Deyun Club is in a hurry for money, and he and Li——"

Halfway through the conversation, Yu Qian consciously made a mistake, stopped talking and had another drink.

"Lao Guo, how much money are you short of now?"

"How much is missing?" Guo Degang blushed and shook his head, extending his thumb and index finger.

"Here, Hier, this is the number. This is my daughter-in-law, Qian'er brother, and Mr. Zhang... If we put it all together, there is still about eight thousand left."

"Hey! In fact, Brother Qian'er has money, but we borrowed too much from him. I, I'm afraid I won't be able to repay this love..."

Isn’t Lao Guo’s wife rich?

Huo Yunting thought for a while, didn't Lao Guo say that his wife was a rich girl, and her family was engaged in fruit wholesale, and she opened a Xiali before she met Lao Guo?

After thinking about it again, I can understand it.

They don't belong to the same family, they have the wrong household. I guess they are from the woman's family...

Huo Yunting nodded, thought for a while, and began to look through his backpack.

"clang"

Yu Qian put down the cup in his hand and looked at Lao Guo with a puzzled expression.

"Didn't you go to Bawan to participate in that variety show some time ago?"

""Super Winner"."

"Right! That's it. I feel like it's of no use, right?"

"It was nothing at first——"

"Snapped!"

The voice was not loud, but the flash of red was so dazzling that it directly caught Guo Degang's eyes.

It's a stack of red tickets.

"Well... Lao Guo, if you are short of money, I can help you make some money first."

"You, what have you been doing these three months? Earned more than 8,000?!"

Lao Guo was stunned for a moment, then looked at his face carefully, as if he understood something.

"Could it be possible that you... oops!"

He slapped the table with a sad expression, "Brother Huo, no matter how short of money we are, we can't go down this path!"

Yu Qian grinned, "You can pull him down, you have to look like him and stay open 24 hours a day."

Huo Yunting's face darkened, "What kind of path is this? I'm not telling you, Lao Guo, your thoughts are too dirty."

Then he briefly talked about his interview in Yinchuan in February.

"Starring Fan Bingbing and Huang Haibing? This is all a trick!"

"Forty thousand yuan for a three-month-old boy?!"

"Do you have all the contact information?"

After hearing Huo Yunqing talk about his experience in joining the group in the past few months, the two of them were dumbfounded.

I originally thought he had the mentality of a nouveau riche so he came to the hotel to spend a lot of money, but after making trouble for a long time, people now don't take it seriously.

How much money do you make per month now? More than 1,000.

They have to be ten times as good as themselves!

Guo Degang slammed the table and rushed out of the door.

"Waiter! Pen and paper!"

About ten minutes later, Huo Yunting looked at the IOU in his hand, smiled slightly, and stuffed it inside his clothes.

The reason why he was willing to lend money to Lao Guo was because of this.

Lao Guo has a lot of minor problems, but really, he believes that Lao Guo can't do such a thing as running away with money.

Of course, the other thing is that he knows where Lao Guo's family is. If he can escape, the monk can't escape from the temple.

"Brother Huo, don't worry, I will definitely return this money to you within one year at the latest!"

"That's what I said. Lao Guo, I respect you and wish your Deyun Society will become popular all over the country as soon as possible."

Guo Degang's expression perked up and he held the wine glass with both hands.

"Brother Huo, then I also wish you to become an actor as soon as possible."

Yu Qian snorted from the side, "Okay, now is this the stage of mutual business promotion?"

"Brother Qian'er, if you want to do this, I have to tell you about your hair perm."

"Hey! Why can't you play?"

After the meal was finished, it cost more than thirty, and Huo Yunting paid the bill.

Then the three of them went their separate ways, Huo Yunting left to find a new place to live, and Guo Degang and Yu Qian also strolled back.

"Brother Qian, do you know, I feel like I'm in a dream right now."

Guo Degang held tightly the stack of red tickets in his pocket.

"Don't talk about you, it's like a dream to me too." Yu Qian rubbed his face, "Already earning over 10,000 yuan a month at the age of 20... If this kid really succeeds in the entertainment industry, he will become a rich generation in the future.

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"We have to work hard, Brother Qian'er. Our combined salary is much higher than that of someone who is twenty years old. If you tell me this, it won't make people laugh."

"Fight! Just thank me if you have a shaved head. The worst I can do is shave my head!"

"Then the relationship is good, and the money for perming your hair can be saved——"
To be continued...