"..."

Why bring this up?

Ignore what he said.

Rong Shang took out an envelope containing photos and negatives.

Snap!

She threw it, and it landed right in the middle of the table.

"All the photos are here, you can take a look."

"What are you looking at?" Gu Xingchen glanced at the table and laughed. "Are you checking if your skills are up to par, and if you can take a good picture of me?"

"..."

OK.

"Since you, Mr. Gu, believe me, then—"

"My stomach isn't very good, could you get me a glass of water?" He kept looking at her, his gaze shifting between indifference and intensity. "I won't have the coffee."

Rong Chang really couldn't stand it.

The more I got to know him, the more I realized how frivolous he was.

She called her assistant in and asked him to pour water for Gu Xingchen. Then she got up and said she had important matters to attend to and asked her assistant to talk to him.

Some words, once spoken, can act like a fuse.

Gu Xingchen was dissatisfied.

He lit a cigarette with a snap and brought it to his lips, his eyes utterly indifferent. "What? President An is so busy, even five million can't get you to spare some time?"

What is her net worth?

He wouldn't have been so kind and gentle with anyone else.

But he wasn't angry at her.

Instead, she actually had someone else talk to him.

The assistant was somewhat embarrassed; he could tell that Gu Xingchen was very unhappy.

Thinking that this person is a superstar who is famous all over Asia, and he took the initiative to come to their door today, their boss should at least treat him well.

The boss wasn't like this when that young actress came last time.

Turning around, the assistant looked embarrassed. "Boss."

"You should do it yourself."

Before she could say anything, the assistant had already left the office.

OK.

Rong Chang sat back down.

She kept bringing up her profession in every sentence after that.

The other party, however, was clearly being perfunctory.

He kept delaying the topic of the transaction, beating around the bush and talking about unrelated things.

Rong Shang truly had no idea what the point of his trip was.

Later, the only smile on her face disappeared, and her expression turned cold.

"Big star, are you here to chat?"

She wasn't in the mood.

It's not that I necessarily need those millions.

"If you think this money isn't worth it, you don't have to pay."

There's only one thing: hurry up and leave.

Rong Shang checked the time; he had been spending an hour with her.

Exhausted, Rong Shang was practically saying, "I was wrong. My employee shouldn't have chased after you. I don't want your money for the photos, can you take them?"

She hadn't expected it.

Such a prodigy is actually a chatterbox.

The woman looked displeased, and Gu Xingchen, noticing this, couldn't help but take a deep drag on his cigarette.

The thin mist quickly dissipated, and he squinted his long eyes, a complex expression on his face.

Have you ever loved someone?

"..."

What would you do if the person you love didn't recognize you?

With the cigarette in his hand on his knee, Gu Xingchen suddenly looked up. When Rong Shang met his deep and complex gaze, her eyes widened in surprise.

What is he saying?

Why can't she understand?

Gu Xingchen gave her a deep look, not missing the confusion in her eyes.

He laughed, but the choking smoke went down his throat, making him cough a few times.

"Do you think I'm crazy?"

Gu Xingchen reached out and stubbed out the half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray, then pulled a check from his coat pocket.

He turned around and handed it to Rong Shang.

"Five million, I will give you what I promised."

Actually, all he said was just to talk to her.