I Really Didn’t Want to Be Famous

"Mr. Wang Bo, I am very interested in your system. If possible, I sincerely invite you to come and help me..."

"The era of the future is the era of mobile apps. If the Novia mobile phone does not make system adjustments, the system will not be compatible with APP... Mr. Zhang did not realize that the future wave was coming, and he refused to make adjustments to his future. It's very difficult..."

"You stay in Mr. Zhang's company, Mr. Zhang can't provide you anything, but when you come to our company, I will treat you as the backbone and support of technology. You don't have to worry about salary at all..."

"The Chollima is often present, but Bole is not very common. I hope to be your Bole."

"IP mobile phones will become the most ferocious existence in the mobile phone industry in the future. I hope that China Mobile will stand up by then. This is Xiaolu's idea..."

"..."

Wang Bo looked up at the company with "Hua Yao" written on it, and after listening to Wang Yaohua slowly saying these things to him with sincere eyes, he had to admit that he was indeed moved.

Whether it is the future of mobile phones or Wang Yaohua's sincere voice, all of this impacts Wang Bo's heart.

Comparing Zhang Zhitian's indifference and Wang Yaohua's enthusiasm, Wang Bo was silent for a long time, and finally looked at Wang Yaohua and nodded.

"President Wang, I need a team..."

"Yes, you are solely responsible for the technical aspects. I only pay for financial and personal help."

"it is good!"

"Hahaha, happy cooperation!"

"Thank you, Mr. Wang!"

Wang Yaohua watched Wang Bo turn and leave.

He laughed.

Nodded very satisfied.

In fact, after Lu Yuan mentioned the future changes to him before, Wang Yaohua has been paying attention to the technical talents of major mobile phone companies.

Wang Bo has been within his close range.

Wang Yaohua was very pleased when he saw that Wang Bo was moved by himself and called Zhang Zhitian to resign in front of him.

It seems that these days' efforts have not been in vain.

He looked up at the calendar on the wall.

Then the relieved expression became disgusting again.

Today is May 19th.

Tomorrow is the day when his daughter Wang Jinxue gets married.

Although Wang Jinxue had obtained the certification with Lu Yuan before, Wang Yaohua still had a feeling of discomfort that he didn't know how to describe.

The married daughter is not herself.

Wang Yaohua, who watched Wang Jinxue grow up, was naturally as reluctant as other fathers.

but……

There is nothing to do even if you don't give up, after all, it's done, everything is a foregone conclusion.

After dealing with Wang Bo's affairs, Wang Yaohua returned home by car.

The house is lighting up the lights, many servants are busy preparing for tomorrow's wedding.

"It's going to be spread here..."

"Yes, Xiao Lu will be here tomorrow, so he must act according to this specification, and there will be no mistakes."

"Also, the door needs to be firmer. Xiao Lu might hit the door, so try to take safety measures..."

"..."

His wife, Chen Ming, is directing this and that, with a very experienced appearance.

"came back?"

"Well, I'm back."

"Is the company finished?"

"Correct."

"Then don't be idle, who will be holding Jinxue's hand tomorrow, you or me?"

"what……"

Wang Yaohua was dull for a while.

He originally wanted to say that he took it, but then he shook his head in a daze.

He is a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, let me take it, see how you are..."

"..."

Just after Chen Ming shook his head and continued to work on this matter, several reporters in suits and leather shoes appeared at the door carrying cameras.

Chen Ming frowned just as she was about to chase someone, but when she saw that the person was Zhou Shuai, she finally gave up.

This is the person from Lu Yuan...

Is one's own.

"Hello, Mr. Chen, Mr. Wang, can I take a video of the video you are preparing? Our "Chaoyang Entertainment News" and Novi Media want to do a wedding feature..." Zhou Shuai smiled and looked at Chen Ming and Wang Yaohua.

"Yes, but you can't shoot the boudoir upstairs, understand?"

"Okay! Understand!"

……………………………………

"What is Ayuan doing? They're all married, why are they gone?"

"President Lu..."

"What did you do?"

"Go to Yanjing Hotel."

"Huh? Yanjing Hotel? Does the hotel need to worry about him?"

"Uh...That is, he doesn't need to worry about other things, but Mr. Lu must prepare his own specialties at the wedding. It seems to be called "Qingyun Carp Dragon"..."

"What? He's really... Isn't this a nonsense? No!" Uh

When Fatty Wei heard the news, he was instantly dull.

Then his face changed a lot!

"Lao Lu, can you eat the dishes Ayuan made?" He subconsciously looked at Lu Yihong, and suddenly thought of some questions that he didn't dare to think about.

What a joke!

What Lu Yuan made in "Happy Camp" is the dark history of Lu Yuan!

Now, he is going to mess around at his wedding!

Special!

What if the guests are eaten into the hospital?

Isn't this wedding smashed?

"I...I don't know...I think something might happen!" Lu Yihong also had an extremely complicated expression.

"Why is this person so stubborn... the thing he is not good at, he has to go to the anus, isn't this... doing it yourself?"

"..."

"..."

Fatty Wei and Lu Yihong looked at each other again, and then walked out of Lu Yuan's house.

When I walked out, I just saw Zhou Shuai who was about to take pictures of Lu Yuan's house at Wang Yaohua's house.

After seeing Zhou Shuai, Fatty Wei dragged Zhou Shuai into the car.

"Reporter Zhou, get in the car!"

"Ah? What are you doing? I haven't finished filming here yet..."

"What are you still taking? Go to the Yanjing Hotel, Ayuan is making his boiled fish! What a special, let me tell the rumors that I'm really husky, and I dare to play like this at my wedding..."

"??" Zhou Shuai was taken aback.

……………………………………

"Come...Come on! That's it!"

"Yes, I'll be a model..."

"Yes, follow my procedure and taste it, how about? It's delicious!"

"Hahahaha, rest assured, I am not cooking dark dishes. Although my cooking skills may have been a little worse before, after so long of tempering and repeated efforts, this dish is no worse than yours!"

"Come, taste..."

"..."

Everyone is busy with Lu Yuan's wedding.

Lu Yuan is busy himself.

But Lu Yuan's busy place was in the kitchen of Yanjing Hotel.

At Yanjing Hotel, dozens of chefs watched Lu Yuan cooking fish in water, and all the chefs looked strange.

Even if they couldn't think of it in their dreams, Lu Yuan really dared to do this.

And I did it the day before my wedding...

About ten minutes later, when Lu Yuan came out with the boiled fish, the chefs stared at each other as they looked at the boiled fish, which was very attractive.

When they wanted to try, a messy footsteps suddenly heard outside the house.

"Fuck it, Ayuan, are you really..."

"Ayuan, are you really doing it? No, I want to take a shot, this is the big news!"

"Fitting, Zhou Shuai, what are you taking, don't you take Ayuan away soon..."

"what?"

Zhou Shuai, Fatty Wei, and Lu Yihong rushed over. When Lu Yuan was at a loss for a while, Lu Yihong and Fatty Wei pulled Lu Yuan away. As for Zhou Shuai, his eyes brightened and he was shooting everywhere. That beat...

Lu Yuan’s boiled fish came to a full range of photography.

He felt that this was another big news that could cause a lot of public opinion and sensation.

As a qualified reporter, he must cooperate with Lu Yuan, right?

"Why don't you believe me? You can taste... I use my life as a guarantee, it is impossible to have diarrhea!"

"I have eaten it myself, can't I guarantee it?"

"..."

"..."

Lu Yuan, who was pulled out, looked at Lu Yihong and Fatty Wei with unbelieving faces and explained helplessly...

However, neither of them seemed to believe it.

………………………………

May 20.

On the highway, Porsche limited edition sports cars drove neatly on the road.

Unified, all red!

The windows of the sports car slowly fell, and the fans who were stopped by the security guards on both sides rang out with shocking screams from time to time.

Jester, Kennedy, Bobs...

Every sports car carries a groomsman in a neat suit...

Lu Yuan's best man group is very powerful!

The top ten pianists in the world have all become Lu Yuan's best man except for a few older people and people who are slightly oversized like Edward.

The boulevards on both sides were surrounded by reporters and fans with mobile phones...

They watched with excitement as the sports cars rushed towards the distance.

Can't hide the crazy beating of the heart!

They counted.

Ten sports cars in total

and……

It is limited to ten cars worldwide!

The tidy roar set off from Lu Yuan’s home and went straight to Wang Jinxue’s home in Hangzhou...

Behind the sports car team is another SUV-type team following Porsche. Zhou Shuai and others are carrying cameras and are responsible for shooting videos.

Two hours later.

nine in the morning.

When the car stopped at the door of Wang Jinxue's villa, Lu Yuan saw Wang Hao's hey smile in front of him.

"Brother-in-law, you can't live now..."

"I know, I know, how many cigarettes do you want? Or red packets?"

"Brother-in-law, we want red packets. Cigarettes are boring. Brother-in-law, I have the guitar ready for you!"

"Huh?" Lu Yuan looked at the guitar, then at a loss.

"There is still a way to the gate, brother-in-law, I hope you will play the guitar and sing songs..."

"What song to sing?"

"Brother-in-law, I have to ask you, um, your original song, if it is love, sweet... Brother-in-law, there are three thresholds over there, I hope you can sing three songs..." Wang Hao smiled. , Handed a guitar to Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan took the guitar.

Touched...

This guitar was the one used when I met Wang Jinxue.

He couldn't help feeling a bit.

"Well, after singing, can I go in?" Lu Yuan touched and laughed.

"It's just the first level and the second level. I didn't guard it... I don't know what kind of problems they will have... But brother-in-law, with your talents, there should be no problem..."

"it is good."

Lu Yuan took the guitar.

After looking at the expectant people, they smiled slightly.

Then he looked at the second floor outside the villa.

By the window on the second floor.

He saw a white shadow.

Then...

He took a step forward.

The guitar sounded.