At the charity gala, many celebrities contributed some items for auction, and the auction proceeds were used as charity funds to donate to rural schools.
Shao Qun gave Li Hua enough face and bought a T-shirt designed by Li Hua for a high price of 200,000 yuan. Li Hua smiled like a flower on the stage and glanced at Shao Qun from time to time. Even a blind person could see that there was something ambiguous between the two. But Connor Wen knew that even if Li Hua was a first-line actress, even if she was nine years older than Shao Qun, even if she publicly flirted with Shao Qun, no media dared to report Shao Qun's gossip.
Connor Wen envied Li Hua a little. Although he didn't like biS3xuals, every gay would want to sleep with a charming man like Shao Qun. Especially since there were more 0s than 1s in the circle, Shao Qun was definitely at the top of the pyramid, and it would be a waste if he wasn't romantic.
He deliberately spoke in a loud voice: "Our Huahua is so beautiful." His tone was quite proud.
The stylists sitting next to him all had something wrong in their eyes. They tried their best to control themselves by not saying anything, while some simply rolled their eyes with ever-brighter smiles on their faces.
The auction lasted for more than an hour and raised more than 4 million yuan in donations. After the auction, there was a cocktail party, which was actually the most valuable social time of the entire evening.
Pulling Connor Wen towards Li Hua.
Li Hua was holding Shao Qun's arm and chatting with a famous director with a smile on his face. She saw it out of the corner of her eye but didn't pay much attention.
She stood over to him in a familiar manner, not at all embarrassed: "Huahua, you are here, hello Director Wang, I am from Juxing Studio, I saw you last time in Hengdian, you are a forgetful person, you must not remember, this is my business card."
Connor Wen nodded quickly: "Director Wang."
"Hey, hello." Director Wang took the business card and put it in his pocket without even looking at it.
Then he turned to Shao Qun, with undisguised flattery on his face: "Hello, Mr. Shao."
Connor Wen called out to Shao Qun again.
Shao Qun nodded his chin, indicating that he heard it, but he didn't even look at Connor Wen.
Connor Wen thought to himself, this Mr. Shao is really as cool as he appears and acts.
He took out his business card and handed it over stubbornly: "Mr. Shao, please come to Juxing when you have time. I have always been the one who designed Huahua."
Shao Qun took the business card and said "hmm" nonchalantly.
"Hey, there are friends over there, you guys chat first, I'll go over first." After building a ladder and then a step for himself, he pulled Connor Wen away very naturally.
Connor Wen looked back at Shao Qun. Li Hua was holding his hand affectionately, but his hands were in his pockets. Although Connor Wen could not make any psychological interpretation, he felt that Shao Qun's posture revealed a sense of coldness.
Pulling him aside, he asked, "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen enough?"
"Uh, just looking around."
He mocked, "You can only look at it. This prince has high standards. He won't accept a beauty unless it's the most beautiful one."
"Oh." Connor Wen was a little unhappy. Shao Qun didn't even look at his face. He must be blind.
The party was coming to an end and people started to leave one after another. The two of them also followed the crowd out of the hotel.
As soon as he got in the car, Connor Wen received a call. He took out his phone and saw that it was from Mr. Luo. Connor Wen frowned and didn't want to answer it, but his eyes had already glanced over, and he obviously saw it. He had no choice but to answer the phone and said politely: "Hello, Mr. Luo, hello."
"adi, where are you?"
"In the car."
"How come you and I are so fast? Let's go have a drink."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Luo, it's too late today. I have to go home, otherwise my mother will scold me."
"Oh, you're already working, but you're still a child. How can a man be afraid of his mother?"
Connor Wen smiled and said, "My mother is very fierce. I am really a little scared. I am sorry, Mr. Luo."
He winked at Connor Wen from the side, but Connor Wen pretended not to see it.
Mr. Luo was a little unhappy, but there was nothing he could do. He said a few polite words and hung up the phone.
After the call ended, Connor Wen felt someone's gaze on his face, and the look was not very friendly. Connor Wen felt dissatisfied.
"You are not a primary school student, why are you using this excuse to deal with others?"
Connor Wen suppressed his anger and said, "I'm not just trying to get by. My mom is really strict with me."
He sighed and said in a tone of regret: "I really admire you."
Connor Wen remained silent.
Pointing to the gear lever of the car: "Look at this."
Wen Xiaohu took a look but couldn't see anything special about it.
"The low-end model was made of cowhide, but I changed it to deerskin covered cherry wood. I increased the price of the gear lever by 18,000 yuan, which is exactly your current annual salary."
Connor Wen didn't know how to describe his feelings at this moment.
"I spent 350,000 on the interior of the whole car. The things Nico shows off in the studio all day are not as expensive as my interior. But I still admire him for this because he knows what's going on."
Connor Wen secretly clenched his fists and cursed in his heart, "Shiwu, you Fcuking idiot."
"Nico is indeed much smarter than you, but it's a pity that his intelligence is not reflected in his talent, and he is also average looking. Connor Wen, I really want to train you, but you don't think that in this circle, you can make a living just by being talented. China is so big, with more than one billion people, and the last thing it lacks is talent. Why can some people succeed while others can't? You don't think that everyone has a father to fight for, right? The opportunity that many talented people dream of is right in front of you, are you going to push it away?"
Connor Wen took a deep breath. He didn't want to pretend anymore. He said frankly, "I understand what you mean, but I can't do it."
He sneered, said nothing more, and turned to look out the window.
The car was very quiet. The driver didn't speak from beginning to end, like a robot. Connor Wen looked at the scenery passing by outside the window, thinking about what happened that day, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
He broke his date with Sister Sydney, dressed up carefully, and tried desperately to fit in in this place that was actually incompatible with him. He met a group of people he couldn't even curry favor with, and then found out that his boss wanted to sell him out to please investors. This series of events made him feel disgusted and there was no better word to describe it.
This was different from what he had imagined. No, maybe it was because he had only imagined the bright and glamorous side but not the dark and depressing side. He used to despise Nico for sleeping with someone for a car, but admired his achievements. In fact, to put it bluntly, the two of them were just selling themselves for different prices. This was completely different from the success he wanted. He would rather not have the opportunity to get it by sleeping with an old man.
Instead of sending him home, he was abandoned at the subway entrance.
Connor Wen got off the subway and looked at the two subway tracks going in opposite directions on the left and right. One went home, and the other went to Ethan Luo. He decided to go whichever train arrived first.
The rumble of the subway soon reached his ears. Connor Wen closed his eyes, feeling a little expectant.
He opened his eyes and saw the subway stopped on his left. The moment the door opened, he strode in, took out his cell phone and sent a text message to his mother: Mom, it's too late. I'm going to sleep at my colleague's house.
When he got to Ethan Luo's place, he rang the doorbell. Soon, the door opened from the inside. Ethan Luo saw him and was a little surprised: "Why are you here?"
Connor Wen smiled and said, "It's too late. I'm too lazy to go home."
"Come in, it's still a bit cold at night." Ethan Luo looked Connor Wen up and down, "Brother Connor Wen, you look so handsome today."
"Hey, I spent an hour just putting on my makeup today, and I definitely don't have any pores on my skin."
"Have you eaten yet? Are you hungry?"
"I'm starving. We just drank at night. No one ate anything. I didn't dare to eat either."
"I'll make you some wontons."
"Come on, I'll go change my clothes first."
Connor Wen returned to the bedroom and looked at himself in the mirror. Although he was wearing a set of expensive clothes, the fatigue on his face could not be covered even by powder. The excitement of wearing this set of clothes had long been worn away. Now he just wanted to change into comfortable pajamas and have a good meal.
When he went downstairs, Ethan Luo had already cooked wontons and was waiting for him.
Connor Wen sat down and started eating, as if he hadn't eaten for three days.
Ethan Luo smiled and said, "Are you that hungry? Eat slowly, don't burn yourself."
Connor Wen wiped his mouth and whispered: "Ethan Luo, why don't you ask me how the party was tonight?"
"You don't look happy."
"I met a lot of people, including celebrities, directors, and master designers and stylists."
"That's great."
"What's so good about that? If I get to know someone, they'll definitely forget who I am the moment they turn around."
"Take your time, sooner or later you will make everyone remember you."
Connor Wen smiled bitterly: "I did something very unkind today."
"What's wrong?"
Connor Wen didn't tell anyone about Mr. Luo because he felt that such things shouldn't be told to children, but he did tell them about Sister Sydney.
After listening to her, Ethan Luo said: "This is indeed inappropriate. Wait three days until she calms down, then call her and apologize."
Connor Wen nodded and sighed: "I regret it. Tonight's party is really boring."
"You have to experience it to know whether it is interesting or not. You will know it later. Some things can be done or not. You can choose not to do them, but if you make an appointment with someone, you should not break it if you can."
Connor Wen smiled and said, "You have turned on the life mentor mode again."
Ethan Luo also started laughing.
"Oh, I heard a lot of gossip today."
"Oh, tell me about it."
"You know Li Hua, right? She's dating a princeling who's nine years younger than her. I saw that princeling today, too. He's super handsome, probably around 22 or 23. Damn, he's so cool. My boss took me over to say hello, but he didn't even look at us."
Ethan Luo laughed and said, "The entertainment industry is like this, there are all kinds of people."
"That guy's appearance is my type, but his personality is not. And I heard he's a playboy. Ugh, he's not afraid of getting sick."
Ethan Luo propped up his chin and watched Connor Wen talking about gossip with great enthusiasm, but he smiled without saying a word.
After Connor Wen finished a big bowl of wontons, he touched his belly with satisfaction and burped: "Delicious, did you make it yourself?"
"Yes, it's stuffed with shrimp."
Connor Wen gave a thumbs up: "Ethan Luo, you are really all-round."
Ethan Luo took something out of his pocket and placed it on the table with a snapping sound: "Brother Connor Wen, this is for you."
Connor Wen looked carefully and found it was the key.
"This is the key to your house. Don't lose it. It's hard to find a duplicate."
Connor Wen took the key and felt a warm current flowing through his heart. There might be nothing in this world that could make people feel warmer than having another home. It was not a house, but a home. He smiled and said, "Thank you."
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