◎A huge amount of resources dropped from the sky◎

Secretary An didn't know who the girl the boss was talking about was.

But as someone close to Ying Chong, he had extremely high professional qualities, and in less than a moment, he knew Jiang Ninglu's personal information clearly.

After understanding the situation, Secretary An became even more confused.

Mr. Ying has never been interested in women. Strictly speaking, he has too many things to do and has no time to be distracted by this.

The only person who could make him spare some time and attention was the precious granddaughter of the old man of the Tan family, whom he held in his hands for fear of dropping her, and in his mouth for fear of melting her. But that was only because the old man had helped him before. He himself had no interest in her at all.

Even he himself could see the affectionate and infatuated look in Miss Jiang's eyes when she looked at the boss. Mr. Tan had hinted more than once that he wanted to entrust his precious granddaughter to him, but his boss didn't understand at all.

Now, he is giving resources to an 18th-tier artist who is always caught up in various public opinion storms. Did Mr. Ying really not get hit on the head today?

Or is it that he has fallen in love with her?

After all, I just took a few glances at the research information and was amazed by Jiang Ninglu's appearance.

It’s not a very gorgeous or visually impactful face, but it makes people’s heart beat fast and unforgettable just by looking at it.

"Mr. Ying, may I ask why you're doing this? I'm afraid that suddenly discussing cooperation might be abrupt and jarring to Ms. Jiang."

Secretary An was speculating, but he still wanted to know the specific reason. After all, it was an S+ project of Ying's film company, which was of great significance and not a resource that a small artist like Jiang Ninglu could normally obtain.

He also needs to know the exact relationship between Jiang Ninglu and Mr. Ying. If she is indeed the one Mr. Ying likes, then he will have to be careful with her in the future."

Ying Chong's tapping fingers paused for a moment, his deep eyebrows and eyes always immersed in dark ink, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

But this time, he seemed to agree with Secretary An: "You're right. If you need a reason, just say she saved me today. This is my reward."

Secretary An: “?”

Such a delicate and white-flower-like woman can save President Ying?

In today's underground garage?

Yes, he even found a reason for her, and it was so outrageous and ridiculous. It seems that Miss Jiang is not simple in Mr. Ying's heart.

So, not long after, the Xingyao Entertainment Company Building.

Sheng Yun called Jiang Ninglu over and said, "This is a project sent over by Guangyu Pictures' Business Department. You can choose one from them."

Jiang Ninglu was slightly surprised.

Guangyu Pictures?

This is the oldest and most influential film and television production company in the industry, and has produced many classic works. Although it has been declining in recent years and some outstanding directors and actors have turned to other companies, because of its profound foundation and the injection of new capital, it has the momentum to become the leader in the industry again.

The pie thrown by this industry giant is something that others cannot even tear apart, and they would feel lucky to get even a little bit of it. But now she can choose whatever she wants.

Jiang Ninglu was completely confused, especially when looking through these projects. The directors and producers were all well-known leaders in the industry.

Sheng Yun was obviously surprised as well. He propped up his chin and glanced at Jiang Ninglu with a sharp gaze. "I heard that the specific matter was negotiated by people from Ying's headquarters. You know Ying's Group, Guangyu's largest shareholder now. When did you get involved with Ying's?"

Jiang Ninglu: “?”

Jiang Ninglu was equally confused.

What connection could she have with the Ying family? If there was any connection, it was that she had used her "banana peel superpower" to save Ying Chongxiao's lower abdomen in the garage the day before yesterday, saving him from being stabbed to pieces by a sharp dagger.

She hid behind the car so discreetly that Ying Chong wouldn't notice her at such a dangerous moment.

Even if I noticed it, I wouldn't have thought it was her who did it.

Unless he did it because of my reminder, this is the only reason that makes sense.

In this case, Mr. Ying can be considered as repaying a favor?

"Okay, it's okay if you don't want to talk about it. Guangyu's resources are always hard to come by. I've read a few of the scripts there. Although they're all supporting roles like the third or fourth female lead, any one of them would be of great help to you. Their self-produced variety shows are also very popular right now, but you're already recording one. In the long run, it's better to focus on acting and hone your acting skills."

Jiang Ninglu nodded: "I understand."

She herself thought so too.

Since President Sheng asked her to take the job, no matter what the reasons were for Guangyu or Yingshi, she had to seize the opportunity.

Jiang Ninglu finally chose a script with a niche theme - "Secret Paradise".

It's not just because its director has great fame and high reputation in the industry, but also because the content of the script touched somewhere deep in Jiang Ninglu's heart.

The content of "Hidden Paradise" is not complicated. It tells the story of school violence and class bullying.

This type of subject matter isn't exactly a hot topic, but it's always held a certain market share. If it's well-made, it'll earn you numerous award nominations and a tidy profit. If it's poorly-made, it'll become a melodramatic, whiny, and painful film about youth, quickly drowning in the market.

Jiang Ninglu was attracted by its unique narrative perspective and story setting, as it was not about a single group bullying certain people.

But in this story, everyone is a bully and everyone is a victim.

The story tells about a class of students in a high school of an aristocratic academy who have been playing a secret game.

Initiated by the school director's daughter, at the end of each month, the students in the class would gather together to draw cards.

A class of twenty-five people, twenty-five cards.

Among them, seven cards have identity privileges, namely: vice principal, dean of studies, class teacher, subject teacher, discipline committee member, class monitor, and class representative.

The remaining cards are ordinary student cards and do not have any privileges.

Students who draw special identity cards will obtain corresponding rights based on the identity on the card, and the size of the rights will be divided into levels according to the identity level.

Those with special identities can use these rights to order students of lower status than them or those holding ordinary cards to do whatever they want.

Initially, the things that the ruler directed others to do were simple, such as running errands, cleaning, helping with homework and collecting homework.

But as these people gradually tasted the benefits and fun of dominating others, the content of these orders began to change.

The rulers, not content with simply having the lowly people do simple tasks after drawing the status card, have turned errands, cleaning, and helping with homework into "servants to be ordered around at will," "little brothers who take the blame after bad things happen," and "a place for people to vent their emotions."

Later, these could no longer satisfy the desires and inner feelings of the rulers, and gradually evolved into a form of violence and bullying, with the methods becoming increasingly cruel.

Judging from the way they hurt people, you can't tell that they are a group of underage high school students.

At the beginning, the bullied people without status could only swallow their anger and dared not complain. They blamed themselves for being unlucky and having bad luck, not being able to draw good cards, and wanted to quit the game.

But the next month, when they draw a good identity card and find that they can retaliate severely, they can also enjoy the fun and pleasure of dominating and abusing others, and this game will continue unknowingly.

The more you play, the more addicted you become, the more cruel and perverted you become.

They only need to follow two rules: no one should die, and no one should tell on the teacher or parents.

You can withdraw and automatically drop out of the school, but it must be kept confidential forever.

Otherwise, as a fellow bully, you will be ruined once the truth is revealed.

The heroine of the story is unable to drop out of school for various reasons, yet is unwilling to endure such a perverted and crazy life any longer. She is kind-hearted but somewhat weak, so after being bullied, she cannot retaliate as crazily as others do.

In this process of endless cycles of suffering, struggle and internal consumption, she suffered an inhumane bullying and finally had a mental breakdown. After drawing a high-level identity card again, she gathered the entire class in a house in the wilderness, locked it inside, and burned them to death.

The school director's daughter, who had been out of the game from beginning to end, was finally grabbed by the heroine's hair and jumped off the teaching building together.

Jiang Ninglu only took a quick glance at the script and felt chilled and filled with a dark feeling.

But at the same time, I find this story very challenging and fascinating.

Everyone is a victim, everyone is a villain.

They have gone beyond simple school bullying and revealed the desires, greed and ugliness of human nature, as well as the various levels of oppression brought about by class.

"Are you sure you want to choose this script?"

Sheng Yun saw that Jiang Ninglu chose a script with a niche theme, and she knew the director, Zheng Duo, a very talented but also very self-righteous, extremely strict and picky man.

Jiang Ninglu confirmed: "That's it."

"Female Number Four is also okay?"

Jiang Ninglu nodded.

"Okay, that's settled then." Sheng Yun didn't interfere too much. As a gold medal agent, she had her own judgment and always helped the artists to screen and choose the projects that were most suitable and beneficial to them, but she would also respect the artists' choices.

"Thank you, Sister Sheng." Jiang Ninglu took the script, smiled gratefully at Sheng Yun, then stood up and left President Sheng's office.

When she reached the door, Sheng Yun called her: "Wait."

Jiang Ninglu turned around in confusion.

Sheng Yun frowned slightly, and after a moment of hesitation, he spoke, "The Ying family's reputation isn't very good. Although they're willing to spend money to promote him, their enthusiasm is short-lived. You'd better keep your distance from him."

Jiang Ninglu: “?”

Did President Sheng... misunderstand something?

The author has something to say:

Secretary An: The boss likes a celebrity, just say it directly, no need to make a show of repaying the favor~

Ying Laogou: Oh no, my reputation is ruined again.

Thank you for the nutrient solution sent by "Lemon" yesterday, boobo~

Then, in response to a comment from a little angel in the comment section about the slow progression of the male and female protagonists' relationship: Because the female protagonist is mainly in the career stream, there will be fewer emotional scenes, and it always takes time to get to know each other and cultivate little by little, right? (pat on the head)