Wang Lang nodded, "Yes, yes, the gap is too big, I also want to shoot an advertisement."

"You are the only one?" Mr. Zhang looked up and down at Wang Lang.

"Forget it, what do you have? It looks okay, but what's the use? Are some people Pan Xing so famous? They are looking for famous people to advertise. Since they know that the monthly salary is 1,800, who knows which onion or which garlic you have, let you shoot an advertisement." Mr. Zhang said contemptuously.

"What the boss said is, what the boss said is." Wang Lang grinned.

"Daily, I just think about something unrestrained and I still think about shooting advertisements. Do you have the luck? Do you know that in this circle, there are so many people in this circle who have the strength but have no luck and will be delayed for the rest of their lives. There are only a few people who can make a name for themselves, and everyone can make a name for themselves. Is it necessary to divide the number of people between people?"

Mr. Zhang said a lot again.

Wang Lang found that what Mr. Zhang said was quite interesting. Although it was a bit rough, some places had different ideas from Wang Lang, but what they said in many places made sense. Although many people did not agree with what he said, it was all true, but some people were unwilling to face reality.

"Is there any way to let me shoot an advertisement?" Wang Lang asked with a smile.

Mr. Zhang looked at Wang Lang up and down, "It's you, forget it. Although you are okay, you don't have that temperament or popularity. For example, our company invites people to be spokespersons to advertise. We want more than one million fans, and we don't even have to watch them if we have hundreds of thousands of fans. If you want to advertise, you can make millions of people know you and follow you, so that you will have a lot of money, but can you?"

Wang Lang laughed dryly and told the truth, "No, boss, can you teach me?"

"I'll teach you? Who taught me? If I had that ability, I would have been your turn to pick up money by myself. I was just kidding me. I told you just now that this thing cannot be just one aspect, but also requires luck. If you have good luck, you can make a fortune. If you don't have such good luck, everything is nonsense."

Wang Lang smiled and leaned beside Mr. Zhang, "Boss, tell me how to have good luck? Is luck a natural thing?"

"Yes, no, everyone has luck, and everyone has so many years of luck that they are so lucky that they can succeed in doing anything in those three years. As long as people can catch those three years in this life, they will definitely be able to make a fortune, otherwise they will wait for the disaster, and they will meet noble people. Some people will be lucky all of a sudden and their careers will follow.

Actually, this kind of thing is not accurate. Many people say that fate is in their own hands, but everyone has their own destiny, and nothing can be in their own hands forever.

Some people are born with golden keys. What kind of people do is not smooth, but some people are born with poor families and have a bumpy journey. Can the two be compared?

Who can decide who is born in what kind of family? No one is right? If you insist on nonsense, you can only say that you are reincarnation. If you are not born well in this life, you will have to do too many sins in your previous life. But no matter what, there is a saying that is reasonable.

I will look at what you had in your previous life before the age of 30, and after the age of 30, I will see what you had before the age of 30. So, I usually accumulate virtue and do good deeds. Don’t do too much bad things, and luck will be better.”

I listened to Mr. Zhang for a long time and squeezed out the nonsense, and I could still get some useful things.

Mr. Zhang had finished eating the goods, threw away the garbage, burped, and lit a cigarette. This time he didn't send a cigarette to Wang Lang and asked Wang Lang to light a cigarette for him.

Wang Lang didn't say anything, but he was bored anyway, so he just talked to this person for a while.

"Why isn't this movie over yet?" Mr. Zhang glanced at the watch on his wrist.

"It's one hour and forty minutes." Wang Lang added.

"Fuck! How long will it take to wait?" Mr. Zhang cursed.

After a while, the staff member who went to buy strings came back, but he came back empty-handedly.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm really embarrassed. I went to two stores. Today is the weekend and the skewers from both stores were sold out. I'm really embarrassed. Will I buy them for you tomorrow?" the staff said nervously.

"Then forget it, I won't eat it anymore. I'll eat it later." Mr. Zhang said casually, without saying what she had eaten just now.

This kind of person is really interesting.

"I will definitely buy it for you tomorrow." The staff member promised.

"Xiao Wang, can you go in and take a look? Director Pan is fine? Do you have time to talk to me about advertising?" Mr. Zhang asked.

Xiao Wang nodded, "Wait a minute, I'll go and ask."

Mr. Zhang spit out a cigarette, "It's such a big deal. It's harder to meet someone than to reach the sky. It's a bit famous but different. He dares to be a big shot, but we can't do anything to others. I'll ask you if you're angry."

Wang Lang grinned and said, "You can find someone else to endorse him, why do you have to ask him?"

"Relatively speaking, the one who can pay the best price for the actors is the most cost-effective. Forget it, you can't understand it even if you say it. Anyway, he is the best. Otherwise, who would come to him, it would be too difficult to meet him." Mr. Zhang murmured and swearing.

After a while, Xiao Wang ran out from inside and ran straight to this side, "Mr. Zhang, I'm afraid you won't see Director Pan today."

"Can't you see?" Mr. Zhang immediately became unhappy, "Didn't you agree to meet today?"

"I asked just now. It was not him who promised you that he would not count. Moreover, Director Pan would invite fans to dinner today. If you need it, you must contact his assistant to make an appointment for tomorrow's business, otherwise you will not be able to queue up. Do you want to make an appointment?" Xiao Wang said.

"What else can I do? I can only make an appointment!" Mr. Zhang cursed and took out his cell phone and called to make an appointment with him. Wang Lang listened next to him. Mr. Zhang breathed a sigh of relief for a while, and finally got to speak. The other party had only one sentence, waiting.

"Is it so difficult to meet each other?" Wang Lang couldn't help asking.

"No, do you think it's an aunt selling vegetables in the vegetable market and you can meet her as soon as you want. Celebrities must have a bit of airs, otherwise, if everyone meets her, wouldn't it be a mud?" Mr. Zhang also defended Pan Xing.

After a while, people came out of the cinema one after another, and the movie was over without realizing it.

From a distance, I saw the group of people gathered at the door waiting for something. After a while, the venue began to boil, calling Pan Xing's name loudly. Pan Xing slowly appeared on the stage.
Chapter completed!