老张摸着下巴上的胡茬，抖了抖手机。屏幕上是最新版的《娱乐圈生存指南》，封面红得发亮，里面的星探、投资人、导演们轮番上阵，讲的都是怎么踩着别人往上爬的狗血故事。仔细嘛，狗血加身，血都凝固了。

他叹了口气，把手机塞回兜里。 ken、ken，手机又响。老张拿起来瞅了一眼，是个挺新的号码。Numbers with names on them are often from arrogant men, he thought, but this time he decided to check. Otherwise, the phone might be turned off. He picked up and said, "Hello?"

"Zhang Laoshi, are you free tonight?" a young man’s voice came through the phone. With such a tone, I must be the wrong person. Not everyone can afford to call me "Zhang Laoshi".

"Eh? Who are you? What's the matter with Zhang Laoshi?" The man Hearing that he was not satisfied with the calling style, he was a little annoyed in his heart

The other party laughed: "Sorry, Zhang Laoshi, my name is Li Ming, and I am the youngest son of the Li family in Nanxia City. I heard that you are a success in the film and television industry, so I wanted to invite you to dinner tonight. Please let me know if you're busy."