Becoming a Movie Star, System Only Finished Loading After Ten Years

"...What should we do?"

Feng Bufan felt that the employer seemed to have a bit of a death wish.

Is he really ignoring his own safety for a woman?

If they ditch the security team, a random thug could turn the employer into minced meat.

Or if someone sets up a machine gun on top of the cafe across the street, the employer would have nowhere to hide and get riddled with bullets.

If done more discreetly, he could be sniped through a window in that building on the left with an AWP, sending him straight to meet his maker.

"Feng, this is Huaxia! The capital!"

Tang Chuan was speechless, but didn't ridicule Feng Bufan.

After all, once hired, he genuinely focuses on protecting the employer.

"So what should we do?"

Feng Bufan figured too, after rounds of crackdowns, it's not possible to say there's no chaos domestically—it can't be, as long as human nature exists, any system will have its dark side.

But compared to overseas, this place is extremely safe.

Feng Bufan hadn't returned home for twenty years, and only after coming back did he realize you can go to alleys at night to eat barbecue.

Even he, who had blood on his hands as a mercenary, didn't dare do it.

'Wild punches can kill a martial arts master.'

Mercenaries don't have the protagonist halo like in movies, bullets have eyes and also brakes and steering wheels.

Don't mythicize mercenaries, small tasks are fine, but on intense battlegrounds, they die faster than regular troops, with only a twenty to thirty percent survival rate at best, regardless of your training, a stray bullet can take you out easily.

Feng Bufan surviving twenty years without dying is truly having great fortune.

But he got cheated out of his money and ended up crippled and blind.

It only shows the capriciousness of life, and changing fields is like changing mountains, Feng Bufan, having walked the dark side for many years, was already out of touch with society.

"Meng, you guys go eat, Feng and I will follow."

Tang Chuan definitely wasn't going to be a third wheel.

But also wouldn't go eat as Qi Hao suggested.

He and Feng Bufan just followed from a distance, blending in like passersby.

"Eat first or shop first?"

Qi Hao had promised to go shopping with An Feng, today was just the right day.

"Of course, eating first, how can we have the energy to shop if we don't eat? How do I look today..."

An Feng twirled around.

"Looks great!"

Qi Hao immediately said, the book says, no matter what, always say it looks great.

And indeed, she looked beautiful.

At twenty-two, it's the peak appearance phase for most beauties, youth itself is the best embellishment, even if her outfit combination is questionable, it doesn't affect her striking beauty.

"I was asking if I'll be recognized like this?"

An Feng said with a smile visible.

Who wouldn't like being complimented as beautiful?

Moreover, Qi Hao praising her is different from others, it feels like she's soaking in a hot spring, feeling giddy and light-headed.

"Shouldn't be..."

It's November, it's getting a bit cold in the north, many people wear hats and scarves, making it convenient for celebrities to disguise.

An Feng wore a scarf and hat, paired with amber sunglasses, the most anyone could tell is she's a beauty, guessing she's An Feng would require quite the imagination.

Qi Hao wore a low-profile hat and Sven glasses.

During the SARS outbreak some years ago, people got used to wearing masks, but after the pandemic, fewer wore them.

People in the north wear warm masks when it gets cold.

Though it's not that cold now, quite a few are wearing them.

Qi Hao was wearing a black mask today.

For men, masks are like straight sticks, they're inherently likable, making them feel like masked heroes or emotionless assassins.

Hmm, given the chance, he would drape a sheet over his shoulder too.

'A boat full of moonlight sails away, originally a solitary wanderer.'

"Let's go then."

As long as they won't be recognized, An Feng said, grabbing Qi Hao's hand.

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Qi Hao was taken aback.

He was still wondering if he'd have a chance to hold hands or wrap an arm around today.

He didn't expect An Feng to take the initiative to hold his hand.

"National Day is over, why are there still so many tourists in the capital, let's not get separated."

An Feng didn't look at Qi Hao, but still explained.

"Yeah, there are sure lots of people!"

Qi Hao held An Feng's hand back.

The small hand was slightly cool, soft as if boneless, feeling slippery like soap but much softer.

Qi Hao didn't even dare to grip too tightly.

He used to say he wouldn't be too aggressive, take it slow, now should he worry about his own innocence.

Qi Hao was quite startled, but he soon realized that An Feng, this rogue, wasn't as composed as she appeared either.

She even nearly tripped herself.

Fortunately, the chosen restaurant arrived soon.

As usual, they opted for a small private room, started with pickled fish, and after eating most of it, they'd add some side dishes.

"Where have you been recently, did you have fun?"

Qi Hao didn't have a rule of not talking while eating, they naturally talked more to understand more.

It'd be nice to find occasions to travel with An Feng.

Just have to figure out how to shake off Ms. Liu.

"I'm happiest when I'm traveling, shopping, sleeping, or petting cats..."

An Feng counted on her fingers and realized she couldn't fit it all on one hand. She suddenly discovered she was quite easily made happy.

The two toughest periods in her life were when her parents divorced and in 2005 when she was torn apart online. As she grew older, she became much stronger.

Even when she was actually blacklisted last year, it wasn't so unacceptable.

At least it wasn't as painful as the previous two times.

She still had the mood to read a book and drink a bowl of chicken soup for the soul.

Or watch a horror movie with her best friend, scaring her so much she screamed and dove into her arms.

Of course, she didn't miss out on travel and gourmet food either.

It was only her mom who acted as if the sky was falling.

"You like petting cats, huh? I have a cat too."

Qi Hao felt it was time for Ao Bai to repay him.

"What kind of cat?" An Feng asked curiously right away.

She didn't expect Qi Hao to be a cat lover too.

Sharing the same hobbies as her.

"Uh... how to put it, it looks just like Ao Bai, so I named it Ao Bai. Oh right, Ao Bai can do somersaults, front and back, you'll have a chance to see it."

Qi Hao's face beamed with a smile when he talked about cats.

That was genuine affection.

"Wow, really? It can somersault, even backwards? How did it learn that?"

The only time An Feng's cat somersaulted was when it fell from a high place.

"It learned from me. I was doing somersaults at home for a while, and it just picked it up."

Qi Hao was also surprised back then.

He felt very lucky they didn't have a dog; otherwise, it wouldn't be surprising if one day he saw Ao Bai sticking out its tongue and barking.

"Haha... can I see your cat some day?"

An Feng had almost finished eating.

Such a big fish, plus so many side dishes, it's hard for two people to finish it, especially since both of them were celebrities. Even if hungry, they had to eat in moderation.

Being eighty percent full was quite good.

"It's gained weight recently, so its somersaults aren't so smooth. It's on a diet now..."

Qi Hao once again wished to kick Old Tian out of his house.

Why did he ever decide to live with his manager? Now it makes everything so inconvenient.

An Feng said she wanted to see the cat, and if Qi Hao lived alone, he could have easily suggested they meet sometime soon.

"Dieting, poor thing."

An Feng looked a bit sympathetic, anyway, her pets weren't considered too fat.

"Too fat, it could get heart disease. The vet recommended not overfeeding. I feed it once, Old Tian isn't satisfied and insists on feeding it again..."

Qi Hao blamed it all on Old Tian.

In fact, when he saw Old Tian opening a can for Ao Bai, he would also give Ao Bai a little extra.

"You two... live together!"

Rumor has it there's something between Qi Hao and Old Tian.

The entertainment industry involves a lot of money; interest disputes are common, and there are very few who can work happily together for ten years without a hitch.

Especially for agents and celebrities.

On the surface, they seem deeply affectionate, but behind the scenes, who knows what scheming happens.

Qi Hao and Old Tian were different.

They really are still "loving as ever" after ten years, Qi Hao even entrusted his studio and company to be managed by him.

Many in the industry say Old Tian must have had incredible luck in his past life.

Some also say Old Tian holds a lot of dirt on Qi Hao, and if Qi Hao ever tries to break free from his control, he'll ruin Qi Hao's reputation.

Of course, there are also many who say they're actually lovers.

"Yes, living together. That guy has lived in my house for years and hasn't paid a dime in rent."

Qi Hao was very forthcoming.

Of course, the rent was a joke. Though they were merely an agent and celebrity pair, they were actually closer than many brothers.

You could say they shared each other's honors and disgrace.

"Old Tian is a good manager."

Her mother is a good mother but has little to do with professional competence.

As some insiders say, she's lucky her skin is thick and her luck is good. Otherwise, with her mom's level of "professional" ability, she would've disappeared long ago.

"My other apartment is being renovated, and in a while, I'll move out with Ao Bai to live on my own."

Qi Hao didn't want to talk more about Old Tian.

Spoils the mood!

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An Feng didn't know how to respond; the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

Though both of them weren't socially anxious, and had acted in romance scenes, they were actually novices in dating.

Qi Hao and those rumored girlfriends of his didn't have much private interaction.

Even at gatherings, they wouldn't talk much about private matters.

He allowed others to use him for hype but wouldn't deliberately cooperate.

Qi Hao once consulted a professional.

The expert's answer was to go for foot massages and chat with the masseuses.

No matter what, just chat.

With more foot massages, encountering various girls, and hearing their different tragic life stories, even someone who didn't know how to talk to girls would become an expert in in-depth conversations.

This expert was Daoist Suiyun.

Of course, Qi Hao scoffed at this. How could this be something an enlightened person would say?

Aren't you afraid Buddha will hold you accountable?