Chapter 53: Stepping into Reality
Zhang Yang smiled at his parents bickering, thinking that his father's idea wasn't really far-fetched.
Just as he had said, even though this restaurant was small now, with him involved, it would eventually grow into a banquet hall, a large banquet hall, a chain of banquet halls, a grand hotel, a full-fledged event center.
Hmm… holding a wedding banquet in a hotel he owned himself-what an idea, so creative!
While Zhang Yang video-called his parents, Bei Wei had already noticed the activity and quietly stayed out of the screen, looking slightly eager.
She wanted to appear in the frame but feared Zhang Yang might mind and didn't dare jump in.
Zhang Yang looked up just in time to see her hesitant expression.
"Brother Zhang, is that uncle and aunt? I… want to say hi," Bei Wei whispered.
"Sure, go ahead," Zhang Yang nodded and beckoned her over.
On the screen, Song Wenqin was still talking.
"By the way, son, if you meet a suitable girl, don't wait-go for it yourself. I don't think you even need your parents to make introductions."
Zhang Yang smiled and gently draped an arm around Bei Wei's shoulder, sitting beside her.
On the screen, Bei Wei's long hair fell over her shoulders, her fresh and sweet face visible.
"Hello, uncle and aunt," Bei Wei said softly with a sweet smile.
"Oh, Old Zhang! Come over here!" Song Wenqin leaned closer to the camera. Seeing the lovely young woman, her eyes lit up, and she called out excitedly.
"She's really beautiful!"
Moments later, Song Wenqin and Zhang Zhaohai were grinning from ear to ear.
Completely satisfied. The girl was well-mannered, polite, and stunningly sweet-looking-a perfect impression.
"Alright, Mom and Dad, we're eating now, so let's chat later," Zhang Yang reminded, noticing their lingering excitement.
"Okay, enjoy your meal. We won't bother you," Song Wenqin and Zhang Zhaohai laughed and hung up, their energy even higher than before.
After the call, Zhang Yang looked at Bei Wei, still shyly smiling, and ruffled her long hair with a grin.
On a sunny afternoon, Zhang Yang and Bei Wei went shopping.
Bei Wei was cheerful, linking arms with him as they walked.
Though Zhang Yang's height of 1.8 meters didn't automatically make him stand out, his proportions and perfect physique gave him an undeniable presence even in clothes.
With a sweet girl like Bei Wei by his side, he radiated security-a true sense of "boyfriend arms."
They shopped, drank milk tea, bought things, took selfies, and captured countless memorable moments in the streets and alleys of Shanghai until sunset, ending with a kiss downstairs at the apartment.
"Oh, lovebirds spotted," Gu Jiani, dressed provocatively, passed by with her long legs.
"Gu Jiani!" Bei Wei blushed and hurried after her.
Zhang Yang stayed put, watching the two long-legged girls chase each other and laugh, smiling to himself.
He checked his watch; it was getting late, so he casually walked to the Bentley Continental.
Just as he sat in the car, his phone rang.
It was a call from Aisha Fashion Weekly.
"Zhang Yang?"
"Yes, that's me," he answered.
"There's a shoot on Tuesday. Can you attend?"
Moments later, Zhang Yang hung up.
Irene had really arranged another opportunity for him, not just said it casually. When he called to thank her, she laughed lightly.
"No need to thank me, it's nothing. Besides, you're the perfect choice. This is… a win-win. If you feel uncomfortable, I happen to have a few events this week-after them, you can drive for me again. I'll pay as usual."
"No problem!" Zhang Yang agreed enthusiastically.
Over the next few days, Zhang Yang took on several shoots and worked multiple nights as Irene's driver.
Thanks to her, his part-time earnings steadily climbed, nearing ten thousand yuan.
During the day of the last shoot, Zhang Yang arrived on time.
"Hello, Irene," he greeted with a smile.
After several nights of driving for her, he realized that Irene wasn't as cold as she appeared at work; her aloofness seemed more like a protective mask.
Privately, she was warm, attentive, and down-to-earth.
"You're here, Little Zhang," Irene said softly to the handsome young man. "Today's theme is CEO style-no problem, right?"
She waved to the distance, and shortly after, suits and watches were brought over by staff.
"CEO style?" Zhang Yang blinked. He had never played a CEO before-wouldn't it look awkward?
"Then… should I give it a try?" he said, taking the suit.
Moments later, he changed and stepped into the frame.
Everyone present couldn't help but admire the tall, upright figure entering the camera.
"This look is amazing."
"This is literally stepping out of a novel into reality."
"Zhang Yang is a hidden gem of a male model-Director Irene has incredible vision!"
Hearing the surrounding admiration, Irene smiled faintly. Her judgment was flawless.
"By the way, is the car ready?" she asked her assistant.
The prop car for the shoot was the company's Bentley. As a CEO character, the correct way to appear was to step out of a luxury car. In films and novels, it was always done this way.
"Here are the keys, Irene," the assistant handed them over with both hands.
Irene took the keys and waved to Zhang Yang from a distance. "Zhang Yang, get familiar with the car you'll be using in the shoot."
"Is this… a Bentley?" Zhang Yang looked at the wings on the key.
Familiar. An old friend.
He owned a Bentley Continental GT himself and handled it effortlessly. Driving it felt smooth and natural.
Everything was ready. The shoot began.
Moments later, on set, a Bentley stopped steadily. The door opened, and a tall, upright figure stepped out. His brow and gaze exuded determination, looking every bit like a CEO stepping out of a novel into reality.
Zhang Yang didn't know exactly what a CEO aura should be and had no time to study it.
But confidence and composure were necessary, right?
Whether awkward or not, the people around him had eyes that practically shone.
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