"Why, according to your handsome and handsome appearance, if you shoot an MV, you will fascinate thousands of girls." Jeff Casey couldn't understand why Chen Kangjie was unwilling to shoot an MV, which would make a person a young idol more likely, let alone Chen Kangjie had such an outstanding appearance.

"Because I am still a student, playing music is just my hobby, not the whole of my life," Chen Kangjie looked at JeffCasey and answered his question.

"This,,,,,,,,, that's really a pity." Jeff Casey felt sorry for Chen Kangjie, "Don't you want to be a professional singer?"

"I don't want to," Chen Kangjie replied directly and clearly.

"Haha, Mr. Casey, he will never be a professional singer," Ouyang Zhenhua, who knows Chen Kangjie very well, patted Casey's shoulder and said.

This is obvious. As the richest man in the world, Chen Kangjie is a professional singer, performing everywhere, shooting advertisements everywhere, attending publicity activities everywhere, and accepting siege and interception from various reporters. This is not a joke.

Having said that, as the saying goes, people are in the world and cannot help themselves. Although Chen Kangjie is powerful and extremely intelligent, he entered the entertainment industry today, and not all influences can be avoided. The entertainment industry is like a big dyeing vat, like a tide. The waves raised will gather all kinds of power, especially the power of hundreds of millions of fans, which makes Chen Kangjie have to make appropriate compromises to a certain extent in the future.

"Oh, it's still a pity. If I can really make an MV, I will be even more sure of defeating Michael Jackson." Jeff Casey lowered his head, muttering to himself.

"Haha, there is an old saying in China, "It's a blessing to lose your horse." What's more, although I have never seen Michael Jackson before, he is my idol and not my opponent," Chen Kangjie said freely.

It’s true that I was really impressed by Chen Kangjie’s words “It’s a blessing to lose my horse”. The mystery that Chen Kangjie maintained greatly increased the interest of fans and media in him, and invisibly greatly increased his popularity. People are always curious about ignorant things. This curiosity has pushed the sales of Chen Kangjie’s first album to a historic new height.

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In order to celebrate the opening of Chen Kangjie's first album, Ouyang Zhenhua invited a meal at the Peninsula Hotel to celebrate.

"Sister Wanrong, do you still remember the first time I came to Hong Kong?" At a table near the window in the restaurant on the second floor, he had already ordered good dishes. After the waiter left, Chen Kangjie asked He Wanrong.

"Of course I remember that you guys even played tricks on others. We met Siying here that time." Looking at the familiar restaurant, He Wanrong's thoughts returned to a few years ago. The changes have changed a lot in recent years.

"What's going on? Tell me, Wanrong, Tell me, we haven't heard of it." He Wanrong's words made Tan Meiyun and the others interested and asked about the details.

"It was when you got married. Xiaojie and I came to have your wedding banquet. Ouyang arranged for us to live here. That was the first time we came to Hong Kong from the mainland. Maybe there was a bit rustic. We spoke Mandarin again. When a waiter faced us, his smile and tone were a bit unprofessional. In fact, they might not really look down on us. Xiaojie ordered dishes in three foreign languages: French, Spanish and Latin, which made the waiter stunned and didn't understand what he said. Later, Siying, who was the manager here, helped him."

"There is actually something that is going on. I absolutely believe Xiaojie can do it." After hearing this, Ouyang Zhenhua said with a smile.

"I don't dare to offend you in the future, otherwise I will be helpless if you scold me in Arabic." Fan Wenxuan also joked.

"I've done this," Chen Kangjie said bluntly. He was talking about what he was talking about at the door of a bar in Los Angeles.

"You have done it, where are you?" Fan Wenxuan asked.

Chen Kangjie said the scene where he swears the most at the door of Avalon Bar in Los Angeles, and everyone felt it was very interesting.

"Ghost, it's very scary to have knowledge." He Wanrong patted Chen Kangjie on the shoulder intimately, as if he was praising or making fun of him.

At this time, the dishes were served one after another, and finally, the waiter brought a bottle of Bordeaux's Latour with both hands.

"Hey hey, I remember I didn't order red wine. Did you give it wrong?" Ouyang Zhenhua was a little strange and confused.

"Sir, this is given to me. Our manager asked me to bring it to you," the waiter said honestly.

"Wanrong, I guess he is your fan again, otherwise, we would not have encountered such a good thing, haha," Ouyang Zhenhua guessed that He Wanrong was teased.

"This may not be true. I rarely eat outside. Don't be wronged me." He Wanrong obviously was not willing to accept such things from fans.

"This bottle of Latu looks expensive, but if you ask you to get it back, we don't accept things that are unclear. Oh, by the way, get me a bottle of Obrion. I ordered it, it's good for 1984." Chen Kangjie waved his hand and rejected the other party's kindness, and ordered a bottle of red wine that is not inferior to Latu and belongs to Bordeaux's first-tier winery.

If a fan gave He Wanrong such a thing, it would be nothing more than one purpose, because the bottle of Latu was at least $3,000 in the Peninsula Hotel. Ordinary fans would not give such expensive gifts, let alone they can't afford it.

"Sister, you can't accept gifts at will." After the waiter turned around and left, Chen Kangjie gave He Wanrong a piece of advice.

"I didn't accept it at all."

"Come on, let's start eating. Wanrong has rarely eaten outside," Ouyang Zhenhua greeted him a little embarrassedly.

Chen Kangjie was also hungry, and he picked up the knife and fork and was about to attack a lamb steak when he saw He Wanrong looking behind him unnaturally.

"It's been dinner, what are you watching?" Chen Kangjie said and turned his head.

Chen Kangjie turned his head and was a little unnatural. A man in a decent black suit with a peninsula hotel logo on his chest came again with the bottle of Latu, and He Wanrong and Chen Kangjie knew each other again.

"Miss He, Mr. Chen, sorry, I have no other meaning, I just want to thank you," said the visitor with a smile.

"So it's you. We mentioned you just now. I don't know where you will start with thanks." Chen Kangjie asked curiously.

The person who came was nothing but the waiter who was played with by Chen Kangjie. What people unexpectedly thought was that he had become a restaurant manager and took over Dong Siying's class. In this world, things are really unpredictable.

"After that time, my misogynistic situation was carefully explained by our Manager Dong. He told me a lot about the truth about doing this industry. Later, I completely adjusted my mentality and my enthusiasm for work was also enhanced. Otherwise, I would not have been the same as I am today."

"I understand a little, but I'm confused too. If that's the case, you should thank your Manager Dong. How could you thank us?" Chen Kangjie put down the knife and fork in his hand, crossed his hands and leaned against the dining table.

"After all, it's because of you that I am a blessing in disguise. Besides, you can come back to visit us. This is a strong support for us. I didn't expect that Miss He's reputation will grow so quickly."

"Then why do you know my surname is Chen again?"

"You have stayed in our hotel. We will pay more attention to guests like you. Moreover, that time is still fresh in my memory, so it is impossible to forget it, haha."

"OK, we have received your gratitude, but your bottle of wine seems to be a bit expensive, so let's take it back." The bottle of wine is probably someone else's salary for a month. He Wanrong couldn't bear it and wanted to persuade him to return it.

"Ms. He, this is right, and I think Latu is more suitable for the taste buds of our oriental people than other red wines." People work in high-end Western restaurants all year round, so they still have to have an extra layer of understanding of red wine.

"Okay, let it go, we accept it, thank you." Chen Kangjie changed his mind and asked for this bottle of wine. Of course, there was no need to ask for the O'Breon he ordered.

"You're welcome, you can use it slowly. If you need it, you can call me anytime." After the restaurant manager opened the wine, he said politely, and he stepped down tactfully.

"Xiaojie, didn't you just say you didn't want it?" Tan Meiyun asked Chen Kangjie after she left.

"Sister Meiyun, this is the moment, that is, the other person's purpose is not just this, how can we keep people from thousands of miles away?" Chen Kangjie poured half a cup for himself, took a sip, and then picked up the knife and fork and said.

"What explanation?" Fan Wenxuan didn't understand what Chen Kangjie meant.

"This is not obvious. They came for Brother Ouyang. Of course, some of them were also against Sister Wanrong. Have you noticed that when he was talking, he raised Manager Dong twice and kept glancing at Brother Ouyang. Isn't this obvious?" Chen Kangjie said meaningfully, and then cut off a piece of mutton and handed it into his mouth.

"Can you make it clear?" He Wanrong glared at Chen Kangjie.

"Don't you know yet? Then think about it, what Sister Siying is doing now? Fortunately, there are more talents like this, which is a good thing," Chen Kangjie said with a smile.

"Oh, Siying is now the president of Mengting Tourism Group, and has changed from a middle- and low-level manager to a top management role. You mean that he already knows Ouyang's identity, or Siying mentioned it to his former subordinate, so he wants to change his position today." He Wanrong finally guessed what Chen Kangjie meant.

"That's right", Chen Kangjie snapped his fingers.
Chapter completed!