Gao Xiufen opened the refrigerator and planned to cook another dish for Gao Mang, but Gao Mang stopped her.

"Mom, what time is it? Aunt Wang and the others should be waiting for you. You should go quickly, otherwise the breakfast restaurant will be closed." Gao Mang persuaded after closing the refrigerator door that Gao Xiufen had opened.

Gao Xiufen looked out the window. It was indeed much brighter than before, but after appraising the time, she shook her head and said, "It's okay, it's just six o'clock. Whose breakfast shop closes so early."

Gao Mang smiled bitterly in his heart, but still tried to be as calm as possible and said: "Mom, stop cooking. I don't have much appetite this morning. I will finish my meal and go to work soon. You should hurry up and do yours."

Bar."

Gao Xiufen picked up her apron and wiped her hands, looked at Gao Mang and asked with concern: "Mang Mang, are you under too much pressure at work recently?"

Gao Mang shook his head, pointed to the two dishes that had been prepared and said: "Mom, two dishes are enough. Don't make them. I can't eat that much."

Gao Mang's tactic of trying everything with his clients failed frequently when it came to Gao Xiufen. After a lot of talking, he persuaded Gao Xiufen to leave.

Before leaving, Gao Xiufen told Gao Mang not to be in a hurry when eating, and Gao Mang nodded repeatedly.

After closing the door, Gao Mang took a deep breath and looked at the time. It was already half past six, and there seemed to be no movement on the other side.

Gao Mang brought the food cooked by his mother back to the kitchen, then picked up a bunch of keys on the table and walked towards the opposite side.

Knocked lightly on the door, but there was no response.

Gao Mang took the key and opened the door with a click. As a landlord, he had more than one spare key.

After walking in, he saw Yang Bei making dumplings on the table in the living room. The dumpling fillings in the basin were almost gone and they would be finished soon. Gao Mang pointed to the door and explained: "I knocked on the door just now.

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Yang Bei nodded, "I heard it."

Gao Mang's eyes widened, "Did you hear that? Then why didn't you open the door?"

Yang Bei raised his head and said speechlessly: "You came in before I even stood up."

Looking at Gao Mang standing there with his lips curled up, Yang Bei burst into laughter and called her over to help carry the dumplings.

In the kitchen, the water is already boiling. The pot will be boiled soon and the dumplings can be put in.

Yang Bei looked at the pot and said, "I just heard that Aunt Gao went out? She didn't have breakfast either?"

Gao Mang nodded, "No, she was eating breakfast outside with other aunties in the community."

Gao Mang said it very naturally. Gao Xiufang did not have breakfast at home, although she had already prepared it.

Bubbles began to appear in the water, and then the dumplings were dropped, making Gao Mang quietly swallow his saliva.

Just now at home, she endured hunger and didn't eat, just to wait for this meal.

After the dumplings were served, Gao Mang gently held the edge of the bowl and held it out.

There are three whole plates, one for each person, and another plate in the middle.

It tasted really good when she first ate it. Gao Mang stared at the middle plate while eating. However, she overestimated her appetite. After finishing one plate, she was already full.

Putting down his chopsticks, Gao Mang nodded, expressing satisfaction. However, looking at Yang Bei opposite who had not eaten half of his meal, he frowned again. This was such a waste of time.

Yang Bei was also a little surprised. Although he knew that Gao Mang wanted to focus on efficiency. When he was in Gucao Village in western Hunan, Gao Mang was basically the fastest one among the three to eat, but this time he was exceptionally fast.

"Would you like some more?"

"No...if you don't eat it, it will be difficult to digest if you eat it again."

It's delicious when you first eat it, but eating too much at one time is not good.

Gao Mang checked the time and planned to digest it before going to the company. He opened his mobile browser and logged into the official website of the General Administration of Culture. He took a look and found that today's data had not been updated yet.

Gao Mang opened Weibo again and browsed around. Suddenly he was stunned. He looked up at Yang Bei who was eating dumplings dipped in vinegar and said, "Have you checked your Weibo lately?"

Yang Bei swallowed the dumplings, thought for a moment, and said, "Look, didn't we watch it together in Gucao Village a few days ago?"

After listening to Yang Bei's words, Gao Mang wanted to look up to the sky and scream, how could he get along with such an unmotivated artist!!!

For an artist, Weibo is extremely important. It is not only a reflection of the artist's influence and status, but also an important tool for communicating with fans and even shaping the artist's personality.

Everyone in the entertainment industry has to scan their own Weibo every day. This is their own portal. It’s good for Yang Bei. It’s been a week since the last time he checked Weibo.

Gao Mang took a deep breath and said, "Congratulations, your Weibo followers have exceeded one million."

"Cough cough cough." Yang Bei almost choked while eating the dumplings.

Weibo fans exceeded one million?

Gao Mang frowned, stood up, picked up a glass of water, handed it to Yang Bei, and said, "Although this is a good thing, don't be so excited."

Yang Bei took the water glass, took a sip, then breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and said, "It's a bit sudden to have more than one million fans so quickly."

Gao Mang glared at Yang Bei, "You haven't looked at Weibo for so many days. Of course it happened suddenly. Let me tell you, you should pay attention to your own Weibo frequently in the future and don't be too lazy, okay?"

Gao Mang criticized Yang Bei, but was also surprised by the rocket-like rise of Yang Bei's Weibo followers. It seemed that everything was saying that this guy had great potential as an artist, waiting for her to explore it.

Gao Mang has been a manager for seven years and has managed more than a dozen artists, but people like Yang Bei are really outliers. He obviously has a strong talent, but he still doesn't take advantage of it while he is young.

Yang Bei hummed, still thinking about breaking one million followers on Weibo. If he went all out, he would be able to make the original owner's unpopular Weibo followers reach one million in three days, let alone a week.

But in fact, he didn't put much thought into Weibo. Unexpectedly, his Weibo fans unexpectedly exceeded one million.

Thinking of this, Yang Bei was a little bit dumbfounded. I still remember that when he first traveled to this world, the direction he set for himself was to stay away from the entertainment industry, live his own life, and appreciate the beautiful scenery around the world.

But now, he suddenly discovered that he had never left this circle. Instead, he struggled deeper and deeper. Even now, his Weibo followers have reached one million levels.

"Why are you laughing?" Gao Mang looked at Yang Bei who was smiling bitterly and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"I'm not smiling."

"You are obviously smiling."

"Probably happy."

"Yeah?"

"Isn't it?"

Yang Bei asked rhetorically.

Yang Bei is also helpless about the fact that he is getting deeper and deeper in the entertainment industry, but he is still a little bit happy in his heart about the fact that his Weibo followers have exceeded one million.

After all, this is also recognition of oneself, and the world's recognition of those classic works on earth.

At least, he didn't come to this world in vain.

Gao Mang pointed at Yang Bei and said angrily: "If you use the energy of arguing with me at work, I will——"

Yang Bei snorted and said with a smile: "What do you want?"
Chapter completed!