I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 597: Who Else Could It Be (Monthly ticket 50+ update)

Chapter 597: Chapter 597: Who Else Could It Be (Monthly ticket 50+ update)

The actors’ wages were just slightly higher than those of ordinary workers, which were far less than the astronomical fees of the later generations.

Yu Jingting’s yell of "Young Master Gong’s treat!" nearly caused Gong Xin to faint on the spot.

Yu Jingting ominously muttered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "If you dare to faint, I’ll broadcast a recording in public."

Gong Xin held on somehow, clenching his molars tightly and displaying an expression of someone wanting to cry but unable to.

If heaven could give him another chance, he would absolutely not mess with Suizi... He was just quietly completing his tasks. No one informed him that the people in Dongbei were this fierce.

Suizi, hearing that Gong Xin was paying, hurriedly summoned the waiter and ordered every expensive dish on the menu, emphasizing that any leftovers would be packed to go.

After all, long live "great friendship".

After this meal, Gong Xin’s eyes were about to turn black. Even if he sold himself by the pound, he would still not be able to cover the bill.

There was no chance of escape. Yu Jingting accompanied "Young Master Gong" every step of the way. If Gong Xin had difficulty walking, Yu Jingting would support him. To any onlookers, they looked like great friends.

Gong Xin was now in such a desperate situation that he couldn’t scrounge a penny from his pockets and he couldn’t bring himself to lower his head. Trapped by Yu Jingting with no way out, he had to endure suffering both physical and emotional.

When it came time to settle the bill, Yu Jingting dragged Gong Xin to the front desk. Gong Xin was about to get on his knees and beg.

"Not carrying that much cash, are you?"

Gong Xin nodded frantically, agreeing. Who would carry so much money on them all the time?

"No worries, let me think of a way." Yu Jingting graced the cashier with a smile.

"Got a phone? Can our Young Master Gong borrow it?"

After this ordeal, from the waiter to the patrons in the restaurant, no one was unaware of who Young Master Gong was. The cashier hastily handed over the phone.

Yu Jingting gestured toward the phone with his chin.

"Young Master Gong, make the call."

"Call, call who?" Gong Xin asked shakily.

"Whoever sent you here, call them. Surely he will reimburse you for these high ’travel expenses’?"

"This..." Gong Xin’s face turned troubled. If he called Uncle Fan, wouldn’t he be perceived as a traitor in Uncle Fan’s eyes?

After being beaten up, signing more than 5000 autograph cards, and being forced into "paying for everyone’s bill as Gong Xin", he was already at the end of his rope. To turn into a traitor was too much.

"You don’t want to call? Alright, I will make the call." Yu Jingting picked up the phone, pretending to dial a number while muttering, "What was the number for the crematorium again?"

He implied that if Gong Xin didn’t call Fan, he would help him book a funeral service instead.

Gong Xin was horrified by Yu Jingting’s theatrics. Turning his head, he saw Suizi and the Fourth Master waving at him. His scalp tingled at the memory of the terrifying ordeal he had just gone through.

"I’ll call!" Gong Xin decided to betray Uncle Fan as it seemed to be a better option than death.

He had no doubt that Yu Jingting’s family was truly capable of giving him a hard time!

The call was quickly connected, and a pleasant male voice came through. It was different from Fan Huang’s majestic voice, this one was rather gentle. It sounded like a TV newscaster, certainly a voice that would appeal to women.

"Uncle Fan, it’s Xiaogong..."

"Xiaogong, have you got everything sorted out?"

"Uh, about that..." Gong Xin looked over at Yu Jingting beside him, unsure of how to respond.

The man’s laughter came from the other end of the phone.

"Given your capabilities, I believe you must have handled everything perfectly. Bring the photos back, and I will make sure to secure you the leading male role for the next drama."

Yu Jingting took the phone from Gong Xin.

"I even got a title for the next drama sorted, how about ’Failed at Showing Off, Ended Up Getting Screwed’?"

The man on the other end of the phone paused for a long moment. After a few seconds, he asked.

"Who are you?"

"I am your worst nightmare, Yu Jingting. Remember, I have marked all your debts to my wife, and I will keep a record of it. You can be sure that we will reclaim it slowly."

Click. The call ended.

The man didn’t even have the guts to argue with Yu Jingting; he hung up directly.

"Ha, with this level of guts, you dare to cause trouble at our doorstep? Idiot." Yu Jingting scoffed, patting the now petrified Gong Xin. "Young man, take the straight path. You won’t die if you do. Following this moron will get you nowhere."

"Why did you hang up? I still wanted to curse at him!" Suizi rushed over, having missed the opportunity.

"He’s too timid. He didn’t even have the courage to make small talk with me. He just hung up abruptly. There’s nothing I can do about it~" Yu Jingting shrugged.

Even though both men shared the last name Fan, this one was a far cry from Fan Huang. No wonder Suizi’s mother-in-law didn’t like him and would rather fake a marriage with a stand-in husband for Suizi than marry him.

"Oh dear..." Suizi regretted the missed opportunity to unleash her cursing skills!

"What about my bill?" Gong Xin asked, his voice trembling.

"You’re asking me about your bill?" Yu Jingting shrugged. What did that have to do with him?

Yu Jingting, arm in arm with Suizi, strutted out of the restaurant.

Gong Xin was on the verge of tears. As Suizi passed by him, she halted and said nonchalantly:

"You’re still worried about this petty cash issue? If I were you, I would be most worried about my Uncle Fan. Note, my Uncle Fan, not your ’Uncle Fan’."

This Uncle Fan is not the same as that Uncle Fan. Even though they are brothers, the difference is day and night.

Gong Xin had a vacant look in his eyes as he stared at Suizi. He felt like he had hit rock bottom. Could anything be worse than his current situation?

From the moment he offended Suizi’s family, he felt like he was living a nightmare that he couldn’t wake up from.

"You disguised yourself as my Uncle Fan’s man to approach me. What do you think would happen if Uncle Fan was to find out? All he needs to do is have a word with the director. After this, forget about being the third male lead, getting even a part as a corpse in the drama crew would be incredibly difficult, right?"

What Suizi just said was even more destructive than Yu Jingting making him pay for everyone’s meal.

Gong Xin’s vision turned black as he collapsed straight onto the floor.

This time he really passed out due to fear.

After eating a big meal and packing a few new dishes, everyone contentedly left, leaving behind only the cashier girl, who shook and patted the collapsed Gong Xin - Young Master Gong, how about we settle the bill before you fall asleep, alright?

"Why did this Gong person want to bully our Suizi?", Wang Cuihua asked as they left the restaurant.

"He was hired to impersonate Uncle Fan’s man to approach us. He wanted to trap my mother-in-law and Uncle Fan. Luckily, my wife is smart enough to see through his tricks."

"Who would be so shameless as to harm Lijun?"

"Who else... Fan Hui." Now, just the mere mention of this name made Suizi feel disgusted.

This old lothario, even though she had never met him, the impression he had left on her was extremely unpleasant.

There was only a month left until her and Yu Jingting’s test. She would bring her whole family to Beijing at that time, and that’s when the reckoning would begin.