Playing a rich man, restrain yourself?

Ye Chen was stunned. What's wrong with him? He didn't do anything wrong in normal times. He had nothing but occasionally used his money ability.

"Okay, I'll try my best."

Ye Chen nodded perfunctorily.

Immediately afterwards, the senior executives of the company briefly told Ye Chen about the scenes that Ye Chen needed to play a guest appearance. They were just guest appearances, with not many shots, and it took about half a day to finish the shooting.

"That brother-in-law, do you need other actors here? No important roles are needed. Just use one line to perform. I'm willing to play for free?"

Su Ling'er looked at Ye Chen with hope.

Su Ling'er and many girls she knows have a dream of becoming a big star, of course, just thinking about it.

But now my brother-in-law’s film and television company is about to shoot, and she has no high requirements. It’s okay to be an extra. It costs money to hire other extras. She doesn’t have to pay a penny to be an extra. She doesn’t have to play for free when she is an extra. She just wants to wait until the movie comes out and show off to her best friends. She is also a person who has acted in a movie.

As for the movies to be popular, she didn't think so much about it. After all, there are so many movies a year, and only one or a few movies are popular. How could it be so coincidental?

"The extras must be short."

Ye Chen nodded and looked at the company's senior executive:

"You go find a suitable group actor later, you need the kind of lines."

This was not a harsh request, so Ye Chen agreed casually.

"Thank you brother-in-law."

Su Ling'er excitedly gave Ye Chen a bear hug.

"Sister, do you want to play the show too and make a guest appearance?"

After letting go of his brother-in-law, Su Ling'er looked at Su Ningshuang.

"I'm not interested." Su Ningshuang shook her head. She was not interested in acting.

A few minutes later, the company's senior management found a character suitable for Su Linger, with many shots and more than a dozen lines.

This week has passed, and Su Ling'er probably will have to take several weeks to rest again, so Ye Chen directly planned to finish shooting a few shots. It happened that his Shenghai Entertainment Company had a standby studio in Guangdong City. Ye Chen called and everything was ready.

In the afternoon of that day, Ye Chen, Su Ningshuang and Su Linger boarded a private plane to Guangdong City.

Time passed little by little, and a valuable private plane slowly landed at Yuecheng Airport. Then, a man in Middle Eastern clothing walked out with a rich temperament.

His name is Moises, and he comes from the Middle East. He has been idle recently, so he comes to China to travel and consume.

After Moises came out, more than a dozen servants behind him, carrying countless luggage, walked out.

Not far away, other ordinary passengers boarding the plane couldn't help but talk.

"Private plane, more than a dozen servants, I'm so envious."

"A piece of cloth above my head is the richest in the world, and it's not unreasonable."

When he noticed these envious gazes of ordinary tourists, Moises was expressionless and very disdainful. He had seen too many such gazes. He heard that there were many rich people in China. Now it seems that, but this is the case, Moises criticized him disdainfully.

Moises held his head and chest up, with the superiority of a rich man, and his followers prepared to head towards the VIP passage at the airport.

"Mr. Moises, please wait a moment."

Suddenly, an airport staff came over quickly and greeted him in English.

"What's the matter?"

Moises asked in surprise.

"Mr. Moises, the VIP access at the airport will be used by other guests soon. Please wait for two minutes."

Respectful answer from the staff.

"Is there anyone else who wants to use it?"

Moises browed and asked in English:

“Is my Boeing 757 private jet not qualified yet?!!!”

His Boeing 757 private jet internationally costs about US$100 million, which is already luxurious enough. Even so, he can't use VIP channels immediately. He is a rich man from the Middle East.

"Mr. Moises, please look over there."

The staff was hard to explain, and they just pointed out a direction to Moises.

Moises looked over there in dissatisfaction. In the moment, he widened his eyes and saw a Boeing 787-8bbj parked there in the distance, and a young man walked down with two girls.

Ye Chen, Su Ningshuang and Su Linger who officially arrived in Guangdong City.

"Boeing 787-8bbj?"

Moises couldn't help but sigh that the Boeing 787-8bbj was more luxurious than his Boeing 757, and the international price of one was between 200 million and 300 million US dollars.

If it is a top-end one, the other party can buy three of its own with a private jet.

In Moises' envious eyes, Ye Chen and the other two passed the VIP passage at the airport first, and Moises followed closely behind with a bad look.

A few minutes later, when I arrived outside the airport, Moises saw a convoy that had already parked outside to pick up the plane from afar.

Moises has been to China several times, and a friend also has business in China. This time he came and notified his friend in advance, so his friend organized this convoy for him, and what he wanted was pomp and grand!!!

This is a fleet of more than a dozen luxury cars, led by a Rolls-Royce Gest of tens of millions, and Bentley and Maybach behind them. The total value of cars in this fleet alone exceeds 200 million.

Many passers-by surrounded the neighborhood with envy, constantly taking photos and discussing. Seeing this, Moises, whose face was a little gloomy, finally showed a proud smile on his face.

His pomp is still there, and there are still not many people who want to surpass themselves in China.

As he said that, under the gaze of everyone, Moises slowly walked towards his convoy, but just as Moises was about to get into the head of the Les-Les Ghost, someone suddenly exclaimed nearby.

"Look at that, a larger convoy!!!"

"Damn, how many cars are there? It's so awesome."

"The person sitting in the first car seemed to be a Chinese, and he was very young. It seems that the sentence - "A piece of cloth above my head is the richest in the world" is not that accurate, at least it is not accurate now."

"I thought this Middle East rich team was already awesome enough, but I didn't expect there were even more powerful ones."

Everyone's eyes instantly shifted from Moises' convoy to a distance.

Moises' expression stiffened again as he was in place.

In the distance, a huge convoy of dozens of top luxury cars was heading towards Guangdong City. In this convoy, no car, even the worst, was less than 10 million.

With this comparison, Moises's team seemed particularly shabby. The only Rolls-Royce Ghost in his team was in the tens of millions, and the others were a little inferior.

Moises was hit twice before he even left the airport, which made him extremely depressed.

On the other side, sitting in the front car of the convoy, Ye Chen and Su Ling'er were talking.

In fact, this convoy was not prepared by Ye Chen. He was very low-key. The head of the Xiang family in the Guangdong City wealthy family knew that Ye Chen was coming to Yuecheng, so he specially prepared for Ye Chen.

If it weren't for the rush of time, the head of the Xiang family might have been able to collect nearly 100 luxury cars.
Chapter completed!