This actor has something

Chapter 34 Smecta

It doesn’t matter whether He Bing can contact He Daqi from the Infernal Affairs crew.

Anyway, I did appear in the Infernal Affairs crew, so it wasn't entirely a lie.

He Daqi doesn't have time to think about these troublesome things now. He is very busy at the moment.

"All the support materials for Zhou Huimin are ten yuan each! Glow sticks are ten yuan a pair! Support boards are ten yuan each! High-definition posters are ten yuan each, and they also come with a signed pen. Don't miss it if you pass by. There's reliable information that Zhou Huimin will select a few lucky audience members to sign after the concert."

He Daqi, wearing a mask, pushed a cart with the horn turned up to the maximum volume, and strolled back and forth outside the concert venue.

"Hello, is there only one kind of poster?"

"There are three types. This card is a rendering. You can take a look at them all. They were issued by her own agency. I bought them through internal channels. Come on, girl. You won't be cheated if you buy one. Look at the material."

He Daqi opened a poster and gestured to the two girls in front of him, pointing to the card stuck on the car.

"How could it be possible that it would reach your hands through internal channels? Stop bragging. Give us a discount so we can buy a few more." One of the girls said cleverly, her clear eyes sparkling, and she looked like a child who was very wise but appeared foolish.

He Daqi took out an employee ID card stealthily and flashed it at the two girls: "Look, I'm an internal staff member."

"Tiantian, you should buy one too. The material of this magazine is indeed different." The other girl became more confident and began to persuade her friends.

"Let me see your work ID again." The clever girl named Tiantian thought for a moment and said to He Daqi with her eyes rolling.

If the girl wasn't pretty, He Daqi would have pushed his cart and left long ago. His business was so booming right now that he had no time to bother with others.

He Daqi took out his employee ID again, and this time his tone was not so gentle: "Here! Take a closer look, is it real?"

The little girl didn't pay attention to He Daqi's tone. She looked at it carefully for a long time before nodding: "It's true."

Then she looked at He Daqi's masked face. After glancing at him for a few times, she looked around and leaned over to ask in a low voice, "Uncle, is there any way you could get me a signed poster later? The price is negotiable."

Wow! Big customer!
He Daqi didn't mind being called uncle anymore. He took the backpack and gestured, "Want a signed bag? I'll give it to you at a discount."

The little girl shook her head, looking like she didn't quite believe it.

You don't know what it's made of. This is a genuine autographed bag. He Daqi pursed his lips and asked, "I can let you watch me go get Zhou Huimin's autograph later. How much can you offer?"

The little girl thought about it and made a number.

That's fine. One signature can be sold for a hundred yuan, and the value of the poster has increased tenfold. He Daqi felt that this business could be done, so he nodded.

"Tiantian, is your offer too high?" The other girl obviously felt that her best friend was spending money a bit lavishly, so she shook her best friend's arm.

"He said we could see it in person and it would be authentic. Think about it, things you buy from others might not be genuine. This is worth the money."

"Yes, that's right to think so! Just wait and see! Leave me your contact number so we can do the deal later." He Daqi didn't have time to waste with these two girls. After praising them, he asked for their cell phone numbers and pushed the cart away.

"Look, look, glow sticks, posters, and cheering boards are cheap!"

It’s so easy to make money from fans!

An hour later, He Daqi came in happily, standing in the first row wearing a security uniform. No one knew where he had put the cart.

He was holding a poster in his hand and carrying a small shoulder bag, which made him look out of place compared to the other security guards. If he hadn't had his work ID on his chest and other security guards checked him several times, he would have been kicked out for that outfit.

"Uncle! Uncle! Here! To the right!"

He Daqi looked back and saw that the little girl named Tiantian was actually sitting in the first row, not far from him.

"That's great. I was thinking it would be difficult to contact you when the show is over." He Daqi came over and said happily.

"Uncle, can you be selected even if you are a staff member?"

"Don't worry, I can definitely do it." He Daqi was not bragging. If he couldn't get selected even through the backdoor, the signing event could be cancelled directly.

In the middle of the concert, just as Chow Wai-man finished saying she would pick a few lucky audience members to sign autographs, she saw Ho Tai-kai holding up his hands and shouting loudly from the audience: "Me! Me! Me! Look here!"

Zhou Huimin was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "The staff have worked hard, too. Let's pick another staff member, and it's you."

He Daqi happily walked off the stage with the autographed poster and gestured towards the girl named Tiantian.

As soon as the concert ended, he squeezed over and asked, "I wasn't kidding you, did you see the signing with your own eyes?"

"Uncle, you are so awesome. Here, this is the ten thousand I promised you." The little girl happily took the poster, opened it and took a look at it, and paid the money happily.

"One... ten thousand? Ah, yes, that's right. Alright, we're even. I'm leaving now."

He Daqi slipped away very quickly.

It would be great if Sister Zhou could hold her concert every day!
Even though he was sitting in the nanny car, He Daqi was still happy.

"Why do you want my autograph?"

"Someone bought it at a high price and sold it for 10,000."

"Ten thousand?! Who is so stupid?" Zhou Huimin asked in surprise.

"A little girl, about eighteen or nineteen years old, sitting in the first row." He Daqi opened the bag and prepared to do the accounting.

"Confiscate it. Who told you to sell my autograph?" Zhou Huimin couldn't bear to see He Daqi so happy, especially she couldn't let him have money in his hands, so she snatched the bag away.

"Are you being unreasonable?" He Daqi's happiness was shattered.

"Huh? Say it again!"

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Korean food just can't get along with hot sauce.

Spicy fried pork belly, spicy fried rice cake, spicy stewed pork ribs, spicy fish soup, spicy tofu soup, spicy fried seafood, spicy chicken feet.

He Daqi studied it for a long time and chose something that probably wouldn't be too spicy: "Give me some bean sprout soup."

After the bean sprout soup was served, he twitched the corners of his mouth and said "Mmm" in his mind, not knowing whether he should say it or not.

Who puts a lot of Qingyang peppers in bean sprout soup?
"You can actually speak Korean?" Zhou Huimin looked at He Daqi with some curiosity.

"Sprinkling water is something you can learn by just listening to a few words."

He Daqi originally couldn't speak it, but his system had a language proficiency feature, so he was able to pretend to be proficient in it during this trip to South Korea.

"After the concert, shall we go to the beach the day after tomorrow?"

Zhou Huimin wanted to sit down and hold He Daqi's arm, but Liu Ying quickly coughed loudly to remind Zhou Huimin that they were in a restaurant and should be careful of the impact if they were not wearing a mask.

Zhou Huimin looked at the furtive eyes around her and ate her kimchi soup in a depressed mood.

"Ms. Zhou, when we get back to our rented villa, you and Mr. He can dress up and go out for fun. But for now, be careful. The bodyguard just said he saw someone who looked like a reporter."

"I get it. Korean reporters are really annoying."

(End of this chapter)