"Since he is an artist under our Hengxue Entertainment Studio and a key talent we are promoting, he must be the male lead."

When Guo Gang pressed for an answer, Wang Yueheng responded calmly with a smile.

"Oh, thank you so much!"

“My son Dalinzi has been working at Deyun Society since he was a child. I thought he would just be able to serve tea and water and sweep the floor in the garden. Who would have thought that he would be able to make a living on the film crew with Mr. Wang Yueheng.”

"I know that you singers can't drink alcohol, so I, Guo, will use tea instead. Thank you, Mr. Wang Yueheng, for taking care of Dalinzi!"

As he spoke, Guo Gang solemnly picked up a cup of tea and raised it to Wang Yueheng.

"You flatter me, Professor Guo. I just happened to meet a partner who is worth cooperating with."

“If Guo Dalin hadn’t come in person, I wouldn’t have had this opportunity even if I wanted to.”

Wang Yueheng also picked up a cup of tea, clinked glasses with the other person, drank it all in one gulp, and said politely.

“Dalinzi’s mother always tells me that it is thanks to the good deeds of our ancestors that her son met you, such a benefactor, outside.”

"I'm telling you this now: from now on, whenever you're filming and need someone to sweep the floor, serve tea, or even just a costumed stone lion at the entrance, my son and I will be there whenever you call!"

"Of course, there will be plenty of boxed meals!"

After putting down his teacup, crosstalk performer Guo Gang, as if reciting a tongue twister, joked with a smile.

As they chatted and laughed, a few tears welled up in the corners of their eyes.

She seemed extremely fortunate that her eldest son, who had suffered greatly with her since childhood and lacked love, could find a mentor like Wang Yueheng.

"By the way, since Da Linzi's dad and the boss are here, why don't we give him a call and visit him remotely?"

"Would Yue Heng like to tell Da Linzi this good news? So that he'll be even more motivated to film well."

Seeing this, Meng smiled and interjected with a question.

"I have no problem with it, it depends on Professor Guo Gang's opinion."

Wang Yueheng then handed the choice back to Guo Gang.

"Okay, that's exactly what I was thinking too."

"How about we make a video call and see if the kid is slacking off on filming?"

As he spoke, Guo Gang took out his phone, found Guo Dalin's WeChat number, and made a video call directly.

"Hey Dad, what's up?"

"Weren't you recording a program in Jiang City? How come you had time to send me a video call?"

"Could it be that he was fired by the production team?"

Soon, Guo Dalin appeared on the phone screen dressed in ancient costume.

In the video, he appeared to be a carefree and irresponsible person, asking questions in a nonchalant tone.

"Hey, you silly boy, how can you talk like that?"

"Just now, others praised you for being humble and polite. How come you suddenly act like this?"

Guo Gang was taken aback when he saw Guo Dalin making fun of him on the screen.

His face immediately darkened, and he couldn't help but reprimand him.

At the same time, she felt a sense of bewilderment, wondering why her son would suddenly speak to her in this tone.

"Young Master must have just finished filming and hasn't come out of character yet."

"In this drama, he plays a playboy who's rather dim-witted and slow-witted,"

Wang Yueheng glanced up at the screen, immediately realized what was happening, and gently reminded Guo Gang, who was about to get angry.

"Oh? Is that so?"

"Then you'd better get back to normal right away, I have something important to tell you."

Guo Gang looked at Guo Dalin, who was dressed in ancient costume on the screen, with some doubt, and said in a commanding tone.

"Hey Dad, who was talking next to you just now?"

"Why does that sound so familiar?"

However, Guo Dalin on the other end of the phone suddenly opened his eyes and asked abruptly.

"See for yourself, who is this?"