PFC Chapter 184: Handsome? Mine.
Chapter 184: Handsome? Mine.
The Pearl, as its name suggests, is truly a shining pearl.
There is no need to elaborate on how extravagant the interior decoration is, and the various amusement facilities are dazzling.
Casinos, theaters, luxury stores, spas, fitness centers, lounges, revolving restaurants... everything is available.
Seriously speaking, once people come in, their steps will become several times lighter, and they will be dazzled by the various delicious foods, beautiful scenery, and the handsome men and beautiful women passing by. It is normal for them to look radiant and several years younger.
He Sitong, Song Yichuan and the others went upstairs to visit. Seeing that Fang Ke didn't want to stay in the lounge, Xiao Qin ran to play with them.
"Brother, do you want to go together?"
Xiao Qin looked at him with a smile, and seemed to be in a good mood.
Xiao Yichen glanced at Fang Ke inconspicuously. The latter was obviously not in the mood to pay attention to anyone today and kept playing with her mobile phone.
Xiao Yichen didn't know who she was talking to, but she was chatting so enthusiastically. He felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and finally got up and went out with Xiao Qin.
So Fang Ke was the only one left in the huge VIP lounge, along with other accompanying staff.
Fang Ke put down her phone unhappily. If she knew what Xiao Yichen was thinking, she would definitely say, thank you for your blessing.
Unfortunately, Fang Ke waited for a long time today but did not receive a reply from Yes in the group.
After she sent that message in the group this morning, Ye Si actually replied with this sentence for the first time.
[But I also want to know who your idol is. Can you explain? ]
Fang Ke immediately burst out laughing and replied, "Oh, is there something wrong with my nose? Come and smell it for me, it's so sour!"
When I think about how someone as cold and self-respecting as Yesi could type these words, I feel an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.
The other two people in the group laughed and said it was okay, and asked them to chat privately.
Yes did not reply with a string of ellipsis as usual, but instead replied with a cute kitten question mark emoticon.
Fang Ke saw that the kitten had a silly and confused look on its face, with a big question mark on its head. It was so cute.
She then explained briefly in a good mood that this was a guest she met on her show, and that he was an Olympic champion at the age of 20. Wasn't he worthy of being called an idol?
Qin Muyuan and Song Fei were stirring up trouble again, saying things like, "I suddenly realized how good it is to be young," "She's worthy of being an Olympic champion. Her figure is so stunning that my sister can't even walk," and "So you like this?"
Fang Ke just told them to get lost.
But Yes Si never came out to reply again.
Fang Ke thought that the man would not believe the "provocation" of these two people, and probably went to busy himself with other things.
She didn't think much about it because she was very busy today, but she just took out her cell phone and looked at it after getting on the boat.
Qin Muyuan and Song Fei, two stupid, rich, and idle people, were crazy in the group, speculating all kinds of things about what they talked about in private.
Fang Ke wanted to say, damn!
Her WeChat was empty, Ye Si didn't even send her a single punctuation mark!
Five or six hours have passed, and Yes seems to have disappeared from the face of the earth again.
Fang Ke couldn't help but think, that's not possible, could he really think that she likes young handsome guys and is sulking?
If you are sulking, you should give her some hints. How would she know if you don’t say anything?
She forced herself to suppress the hand that wanted to send a question mark. No, even if she could take the initiative, she couldn't do it every time. Private chats also required strategy.
Fang Ke thought about it and put her phone down, ready to go out for a walk. She said hello to the staff inside, and the photographer in her group quickly said, "Sister Fang, I have to follow you. If I don't follow you, you won't see me next time."
The photographer fell asleep and lost Fang Ke yesterday, and was scolded by Su Xiaohe for two hours.
If he lost track again today, he had no doubt that he would be thrown into the sea to feed the sharks.
Fang Ke couldn't help but smile sympathetically and said, "I'm just wandering around. If you want to follow me, go ahead."
The photographer immediately felt as if he had been pardoned, tears of gratitude welling up on his face. "Hey, Sister Fang, it's okay. The fans in your livestream just need to look at your face. They're online 24 hours a day, clamoring for attention!"
God knows filming Fang Ke was truly a career challenge. The footage he filmed during those two episodes has been edited thousands of times online, turning them into various videos that have gone viral on Weibo, Douyin, and Bilibili, with countless people praising his filming skills. His Douyin account, which he hasn't used in a thousand years, has gained over 10 followers, and he's even considering quitting to livestream and sell goods.
However, along with the achievement came the big challenge. Following Fang Ke was really more difficult than any other artist he had filmed before. This girl would often run fifty meters away and disappear from time to time. Sometimes, he would have to dodge quickly when a whip kick came at him, otherwise he would be the one falling to the ground.
The photographer wiped the sweat from his forehead and followed Fang Ke carefully. Thankfully, Fang Ke was quite well-behaved today, probably due to venue restrictions.
She only went to the luxury stores on this floor and looked at a few new bags, but probably considering that she was still recording the show, she didn't buy anything in the end.
I quickly walked around the fifth floor where they were, including the spa, tea house, and library, but Fang Ke didn't go there.
She walked back to the VIP room where they were resting. At this time, there were still more than 7 minutes before the 20 o'clock event, and none of the people who had run out to have fun had returned yet.
Fang Ke casually stood at an observation deck in the lobby for a while, and soon a small semi-open private room on the first floor caught her attention.
This private room is sandwiched between the fourth and fifth floors. It looks like another private viewing platform prepared for VIP guests. It is surrounded by glass walls and has a simple and elegant interior. It is obviously used for business purposes.
The position where she was standing was a bit strange. She could just see a corner of the private room. It was probably the VIP meeting on the fourth floor that Leader Wu mentioned today.
Seeing the look of surprise on her face, the photographer took out his camera and wanted to take a look, but Fang Ke turned around, put her hand in front of the camera, and shook her head at him.
"Don't shoot it, it's not good for the show."
The photographer was stunned, but seeing her serious face, he quickly turned off the camera.
He whispered, "What's the matter, Sister Fang?"
Fang Ke raised his chin and motioned him to look down. The photographer was also stunned when he saw this.
He may have only seen this scene on the set or in a movie or TV series.
The private room downstairs is a perfect portrayal of the real world of fame and fortune in real life.
Everyone sitting or standing inside looked like a big shot at first glance, full of aura, both men and women.
They are mostly dressed in high-end custom-made suits, wearing exquisite watches worth millions, with straight hair and energetic faces, some serious, some with an inscrutable smile.
That aura, that posture, just one glance at it would make ordinary people weak in the knees. The average net worth of the people in this private room is estimated to be in the billions. It seems that the leaders of Binhai are still very powerful, as they can organize a group to gather all these big guys together.
"Oh my god...they are all big shots..." the photographer couldn't help but say.
Fang Ke lowered her eyes, her clear eyes full of interest, and she responded casually, "Yes."
The photographer took another look and was a little surprised. "Wow, who is that young man in the white shirt in the middle? He's so handsome..."
It was really because he was too young to be in this situation. He was surrounded by middle-aged men in their forties or fifties. However, the lady sitting opposite him was very beautiful and elegant, and her age was hard to tell.
But the man didn't look embarrassed at all, rather he looked very comfortable. After watching for a long time, they found that these people gave the young man a lot of face. One big boss even poured him a glass of wine himself.
When the young man took the wine glass, he smiled calmly. His originally cold and aloof temperament became warm and cold because of this smile. His slender fingers pinched the edge of the crystal glass filled with whiskey, but he did not drink it directly. Instead, he turned his head and said something to the person next to him.
From this angle, you can also see the man's slender jade-like neck from top to bottom, and the collarbone hidden under the shirt, which makes people think of the word "vivid".
Even though the photographer was a man, his heart couldn't help but beat faster when he saw this scene.
"Fuck, this guy is so handsome, he looks like the male lead in a movie or TV series."
Fang Ke rested her chin on the railing with one hand, raised her beautiful eyes and said with a smile, "Is he handsome?"
The photographer nodded frantically, "She beats many male celebrities in seconds!"
Fang Ke was able to enjoy himself leisurely, his eyes seemingly casual but fixed on that figure.
She sighed in her heart, mine.
The photographer wanted to say something, but when he turned around, he saw Xiao Yichen appeared beside them at some point. He looked at Fang Ke with cold eyes, while gazing downstairs, and then his brows were deeply furrowed.