Chapter 36 Part 2: Little Friend
Mr. Lu shook his head. Even though this young boy was dressed so properly, he still couldn’t hide the arrogance in him.
Later, in the latter half of the banquet, Yu Weixi had disappeared somewhere. He had probably gone to the large balcony outside the venue with others to drink. And Feng Yan was sitting with Mr. Lu and the other veterans and directors at a table, drinking warm health tea.
“The person little Feng likes is really not bad. I can see that he has a proud personality. There aren’t many like that in the industry.” Mr. Lu smiled. “Although he’s a little willful and arrogant, his heart is clean.”
“Actually, Xixi is not as unruly as everyone thinks.” Feng Yan shook his head. “He’s just a child.”
“Oh my, look at you, so attentive today. This old man can’t bear to watch anymore.”
“Since you’ve already seen it, then I’ll be blunt.” Feng Yan’s fingers gently tapped on the table, searching for the right words to form a sentence.
“Xixi is a publicly recognized beauty, glamorous but not vulgar, pure but not fake. Such looks and personality are rather rare.”
Mr. Lu raised a slight eyebrow.
“So…” Feng Yan said, “if there are any suitable movies, I hope you can take good care of Xixi.”
“Oh my, oh my.” Mr. Lu crossed his arms. “Look at you. You’ll definitely be a henpecked husband in the future.”
Feng Yan rubbed his nose.
Mr. Lu shook his head and smiled. “I’ll see later. I don’t just look at looks when I choose people. What’s more important is acting skills and spiritual energy.”
“Thank you, old sir.” This was enough. Mr. Lu was right. Yu Weixi’s acting was not up to the level of Mr. Lu’s movies, unless he encountered a role that was a perfect fit for him, where he could act as himself and be full of spiritual energy.
Actually, Yu Weixi did not lack popularity, traffic, or fame. But what Yu Weixi lacked was… national recognition.
It wasn’t a matter of whether he was popular or not, but a need to truly enter the public eye. And Yu Weixi had always had a wall in this aspect. After all, his persona was too obvious.
So Feng Yan was thinking of getting him a resource similar to the merman.
…
On the other side, Yu Weixi was fooling around with a large group of friends on the open-air balcony.
For a gathering of big shots like this, they, the young ones, were just here to join in the fun, show their faces, and make friends. The focus was not on the distant and unreachable birthday star at all. Therefore, after the cake was cut and the official ceremony was over, and Mr. Lu had also finished his speech, the rest was just everyone playing in their own circles.
At this moment, the low table in front of Yu Weixi was piled with drinks and snacks. It was a dazzling sight. There were big bosses with their arms around women, big celebrities who came to drink and play, and also small celebrities who came to make friends.
It was noisy. Yu Weixi let out a drunken hiccup and felt that it was not interesting anymore. So he used the excuse of going to the bathroom to wash his face, casually took a bottle of wine, and left.
Yu Weixi didn’t care what kind of wine it was. He didn’t know much about these things. He opened the cap and drank.
Yu Weixi followed the sign with the toilet symbol and walked around to a deserted corridor.
Then, Yu Weixi saw in the mirror… Luo Yucheng, who had chased after him from behind.
Yu Weixi raised a slight eyebrow.
“Yu Weixi…!”
Luo Yucheng chased after him, panting heavily. “I have something to ask you!”
Yu Weixi stood in front of the sink outside the bathroom, leisurely washing his hands and raising an eyebrow. “Ask.”
“You…” Luo Yucheng was panting heavily.
“What about me? What? Has a little celebrity who has never seen the world come here and eaten everything, so much so that he can’t speak?” Yu Weixi raised an eyebrow. “Oh, or has some sugar daddy fucked you so much that your mouth is raw and you can’t make a sound?”
Luo Yucheng’s eyes widened. He hadn’t expected Yu Weixi to directly roast him, and even personally attack him, his words so vulgar.
“You… you…” Luo Yucheng took a deep breath. “Your words are a little too dirty!”
“What do you expect me to do to someone who framed me and put me in the hospital? What? Kowtow to you and be respectful, afraid that you’ll push me down again?” Yu Weixi turned off the faucet, held the wine bottle, and looked at Luo Yucheng with a smile, walking towards him step by step.
“You… Yu Weixi, I came to find you this time to, to ask you about the endorsement.” Seeing Yu Weixi walking towards him with a smile, his steps a little unsteady from being drunk, Luo Yucheng suddenly felt a little scared and kept backing away.
“I came to make peace with you.” Luo Yucheng took a few more steps back until he couldn’t back away anymore. He stood in front of the stairs with a pale face. “I’ve already apologized to you in front of the whole internet. If you want me to apologize again in private, I can. I’m begging you…”
Luo Yucheng clenched his fists and said with a trembling voice, “I’ll do anything you want! Just give me back the endorsement, okay?”
Luo Yucheng was both hateful and sad.
When he heard that the Feiku sneakers endorsement had been internally decided to be given to Yu Weixi, and was just waiting for the official announcement, and that his only remaining DR perfume was also wavering, he was so desperate he wanted to cry, to kill someone.
He had finally become famous… how could he fall to the bottom again just like that!
“Oh? You’ll do anything I want?” Yu Weixi raised an eyebrow.
“You… what do you want me to do?”
Yu Weixi looked at Luo Yucheng with some disgust. “Fuck, you’re not going to offer yourself up, are you? Are you asking me to use the casting couch on you? No way? You’ll do it as long as it’s a living thing?”
Luo Yucheng was taken aback.
Yu Weixi continued with a disgusted expression, waving his hand. “No, no, no. Even if you’re willing, I’m not. You’re thinking too highly of yourself.”
Yu Weixi’s words became more and more sharp and harsh. Luo Yucheng’s whole face turned red with anger.
“You… you’re going too far!”
“Of course.” Yu Weixi said, “This isn’t over. I’m telling you, you don’t have to think about getting any endorsements in the future. I’ll intercept every single one your team aims for. I’ll keep my word.”
Luo Yucheng’s eyes widened.
Perhaps it was only at this moment that he understood that he had provoked someone he shouldn’t have.
Luo Yucheng bit his lower lip, almost biting it until it bled.
It was Yu Weixi who had snatched his role as the merman. He should have been the one to become famous!
And it was also Yu Weixi who had snatched Feng Yan! Originally, that night, it was Luo Yucheng who had drugged him, but in the end, it was Yu Weixi and Feng Yan who had done it.
And what about him?
He, Luo Yucheng, because he had been intercepted by Yu Weixi, was taken away by that old and ugly old man, President Li. Originally… it should have been Feng Yan! Luo Yucheng gritted his teeth. Originally, he could have enjoyed Feng Yan’s resources with a clear conscience, but now Feng Yan was once again mesmerized by Yu Weixi.
It was Yu Weixi who had snatched his initial resources and opportunities, causing him to have to prostitute himself among those sugar daddies from then on. And now, the resources he had exchanged for with his body were being snatched away by Yu Weixi…!
Looking at Luo Yucheng, whose expression was becoming more and more out of control, Yu Weixi smiled, then, before Luo Yucheng could react, he reached out a hand…
Splash—
He directly pushed Luo Yucheng down the stairs.
Luo Yucheng thus rolled down the stairs, one step at a time. At the bottom of the stairs was a small hall, where a group of actors were sitting, drinking and chatting. They were all famous and high-status actors and seniors.
Seeing a person fall in front of them in a sorry state, everyone’s eyes widened, too shocked to react.
Luo Yucheng only felt embarrassed. He scrambled to his feet, desperately trying to hide his face, and ran out as if his life depended on it, holding back his tears.
Luo Yucheng’s ankle was sprained, but at this moment, he couldn’t care less. He could only endure the pain and leave.
All along, Luo Yucheng had been a respectable person, and had also maintained a perfect image of a male god and white moonlight in the industry. When had he ever been so embarrassed?
“That… is that Luo Yucheng?”
“Oh my god… so pathetic. How did he become like this?” One of the actors who had been stepped on by Luo Yucheng before couldn’t help but gloat, “This is too miserable. Could the person upstairs be Mr. Yu?”
Yan Xingcai was also sitting among them. Seeing this scene, he sent a WeChat message to Feng Yan.
…
Upstairs, Yu Weixi only felt comfortable.
His great revenge had been avenged. Yu Weixi took the bottle and happily took a few more sips.
Mmm…
Yu Weixi rubbed his forehead. This wine was quite strong.
Yu Weixi’s alcohol tolerance was not bad, but it wasn’t good either. Only now did he realize that he hadn’t been paying attention tonight and had accidentally drunk too much.
Looking at the wine bottle in his hand, Yu Weixi bared his teeth.
He must have accidentally drunk a high-purity one. Usually, his alcohol tolerance was not this low.
In a public place, especially a hotel banquet, being drunk was not a good thing. Yu Weixi washed his face, threw away the wine bottle, and then called his assistant to come.
He was planning to go back.
“Xixi!”
Just as Yu Weixi was about to go downstairs, he saw Feng Yan call out to him from not far away.
Yu Weixi smiled, reached out his hand…
He made a gun gesture at Feng Yan, then made a “bang” shooting motion.
Feng Yan: “???”
Feng Yan went up and frowned. “You’re drunk.”
“No, just a little tipsy.” Yu Weixi’s cheeks were flushed, but his mind was still clear.
Feng Yan shook his head and wrapped his arm around Yu Weixi’s shoulder. “Let’s go. I’ll take you home.”
Yu Weixi just smiled.
The two got in the car. Yu Weixi sat in the passenger seat and called his assistant, telling her not to come.
“Silly Xixi, why did you drink so much?” Feng Yan held the steering wheel with one hand and pinched Yu Weixi’s cheek with the other. “Look at you, you’re drunk.”
“I said I’m not drunk.” Yu Weixi pouted, “You’re the one who’s drunk… the, the ugliest and oldest.”
Feng Yan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry as he repeated the lines Yu Weixi had used to roast him on Weibo, “Yes, yes, an old man’s historical idol drama, an old cow eating young grass.”
Yu Weixi leaned against the back of the chair and looked at Feng Yan with hazy eyes. “Mmm! So ugly!”
“You hate this drama that much?” Feng Yan deliberately tried to get information out of him. “So you cursed at me on Weibo?”
He wanted to know if Yu Weixi was really helping him.
“Yes…!” Yu Weixi hugged the pillow in the car and nodded like a pecking chicken.
“Oh…?” Feng Yan said, “Then why did you curse at me?”
“Not only… hic, did I curse at you, but I also cursed at others!”
Perhaps it was because the air conditioning was blowing, or because Feng Yan had said he would take him home, so Yu Weixi let down his guard, and the alcohol slowly went to his head.
Yu Weixi’s consciousness gradually became a little blurry. He looked at the man in front of him and said with a giggle, “I cursed at a lot of people.”
Feng Yan’s hand on the steering wheel paused. He said in a hoarse voice, “Then who else did you curse at?”
“I’ll show you!”
Yu Weixi took out his phone and held the passionate battle side account in front of Feng Yan.
“Look!”
Feng Yan turned his head and saw Yu Weixi holding his phone up to his face. In the night, Yu Weixi’s eyes were bright, like a little child asking for praise.
At this moment, Feng Yan’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.
