Those eyes kept glancing at Chu Wuyang, a flirtatious smile on their face.

"Jin Xuan, is he interested in that female director?"

The staff members whispered among themselves.

"Really? That woman seems so cold."

“I think he was taking the photos very seriously; his expressions were all interacting with her.”

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let the fans hear..."

Indeed, several of Jin Xian's fans had infiltrated the area to watch, their eyes sharper than the last.

They stared at Chu Wuyang as if she were blocking their way, their faces filled with undisguised jealousy.

She remained unmoved throughout.

The meeting audio was still playing through her headphones as she glanced at her watch and took notes.

He seemed completely oblivious to the ambiguous glances and whispers around him.

Suddenly, the atmosphere seemed to be abruptly cut off.

The crowd suddenly fell silent.

Someone whispered,

"President Zhou is here."

Chu Wuyang looked up reflexively and saw that human-looking figure appear at the end of the light.

He was neatly dressed in a well-tailored black suit, and his expression was relatively restrained.

His gaze swept casually across every corner of the scene, and the aura of a media tycoon pressed down overwhelmingly.

Zhou Chen is Zhou Heng's younger brother. The Zhou family has gone bankrupt because of Zhou Heng's affair, but this has had little impact on Zhou Chen personally. He continues to thrive in his media company, backed by Jing Min, and no one dares to speak ill of him.

The once-celebrated older brother and his unruly playboy younger brother formed a stark contrast.

Now lying in his hospital bed, Old Master Zhou is filled with remorse whenever he thinks of his eldest son who went astray. He feels he owes his eldest son something, so he focuses on everything and neglects his younger son, which makes his younger son distant.

Although Zhou Chen's reputation has been reversed, Chu Wuyang's prejudice against him has not diminished.

She subconsciously opened her eyes to see his face, her gaze falling on the documents in her hand.

His arrival was clearly not welcomed.

Zhou Chen glanced at her without showing any emotion.

He sighed softly, then took out his phone from his suit pocket, held it up to her from a distance, and pressed the shutter.

Chu Wuyang did not notice anything unusual.

The venue was dimly lit, and the air was filled with the smells of styling products and photography equipment. Zhou Chen stood on the outermost side, lightly tapping his phone screen to send the photos he had just secretly taken.

His phone vibrated quickly. He looked down at the message.

—[So far? I have no talent for photography!]

Zhou Chen gave a soft snort.

So he's blaming him for not taking good pictures of his wife?

Zhou Chen gave a helpless smile and lowered his head to type.

Alright, make sure you see it clearly, then watch it all when you get home tonight.

Jing Min replied instantly, but the message was just a silent ellipsis, as if he was annoyed.

Zhou Chen stared at the string of punctuation marks, raised an eyebrow, shook his head, and sighed softly.

"Tsk, they're really hard to please."

There's nothing we can do; he's the big boss, after all.

He's just a wage earner under the protection of a big boss.

Thinking it over, Zhou Chen finally stepped onto the set. Under the curious and even awe-inspiring gazes of the crowd, he calmly took out his phone and turned on the camera.

They started recording videos with an air of nonchalance.

Jin Xuan was blowing kisses to the camera when he saw Zhou Chen, and his smile vanished in an instant.

However, Zhou Chen didn't even look at him; he just went through the motions and flashed by, which was enough to include him in the shot.

Zhou Chen walked straight toward Chu Wuyang.

One step, two steps, until I was almost touching her, the camera lens aimed at her profile.

It recorded steadily for quite a while.

Chu Wuyang was reporting the process to the person on the other end of the headset when he caught a glimpse of someone approaching out of the corner of his eye. He turned around and bumped into the camera lens.

She frowned, glared at him, and whispered...

What are you doing?

"Take a picture to document the work."

Zhou Chen remained calm and polite, but her actions were extremely irritating; she leaned forward even further, the camera practically shoving into her face.

"Your boss wants to see it."

Chu Wuyang's face darkened for a moment. With so many eyes watching, she couldn't easily lash out.

She could only grit her teeth and glare at him before turning back to continue her report.

Zhou Chen received the footage, nodded in satisfaction, and sent the video directly to the sender.

Less than a second—

Jingmin replied.

【major!】