You're Supposed to Be a Star, Not an Undercover Paparazzo Eating Gossip

Yan Mofei transmigrated and became an obscure 18th-tier celebrity, yet he awakened a Gossip Eating System.

Immersed in the huge dye vat of the entertainment industry, he could get fresh gossi...

Chapter 167 Pour a glass of water and ask me to put makeup on an assistant

Seeing Sheng Hongzhen and Sheng Ruxin running away in disgrace, Zuo Shuai laughed three times, then leaned on Yan Mofei's shoulder and cried loudly: "My innocence is still there, wow..."

He was scared to death that day. He had never touched a woman before, so how could he have slept with her without thinking? He had been frightened for so long and was still harassed by such a woman.

Yan Mofei patted him in disgust: "Your clothes are dirty."

"What if they're dirty? I'll buy you ten." Zuo Shuai continued crying.

Yan Mofei was helpless: "Xiao Li and your people are still here."

Zuo Shuai stopped for a second, stood up with his head held high, and put his hands on Yan Mofei's shoulders, trying to hide the traces of tears.

He glared at Yang Pengpeng: "If you dare to tell anyone, the consequences will be..."

Yang Pengpeng suddenly felt that his strict young boss had returned, and his heart almost stopped beating when he was glared at by him.

"No, no, I heard nothing and saw nothing."

He secretly put away his phone. It was over. He had just been tricked by Yan Mofei into recording a video. Would the boss kill him in the middle of the night to silence him?

"Forward the video to Xiaoli."

Yang Pengpeng's eyes lit up instantly. Isn't this a legitimate opportunity to add Yang Xiaoli's contact information?

The gloom just now was swept away. He took out his mobile phone and actively added Yang Xiaoli's account, and then transferred the video to her.

Afterwards, he sent an emoticon package to Yang Xiaoli, wanting to secretly get closer to her and invite her to dinner.

As soon as the emoticon package was sent, a red exclamation mark appeared.

wipe!

Yan Mofei took a look at the video he had taken and said, "My phone isn't working. The video isn't clear enough."

"Remember to change your phone next time."

Yang Pengpeng looked at his newly bought mobile phone worth tens of thousands of yuan and fell into deep thought.

In the evening, Zuo Shuai treated everyone to a meal. During the meal, he and Yang Xiaoli took turns picking up food for Yan Mofei. The food in his bowl was so full that it fell onto the plate and the table, but they kept picking up food.

Yan Mofei silently picked up all the dishes that fell on the table and put them into Zuo Shuai's bowl.

Zuo Shuai: ...

On the third day, the official shooting began.

Zuo Shuai was busy with work today, so Yang Pengpeng had to lead Yan Mofei and Yang Xiaoli to the filming location.

The scene has been set, and Yang Xiaoli sits obediently in front of the mirror, waiting for the makeup artist to come and do her makeup.

"So this is what it feels like for the boss to sit in this position." She glanced at Yan Mofei who was sitting next to her and looking at her. It was the first time she had changed positions, so she was still a little uncomfortable, but it felt very novel.

In the past, she would sit by and wait for Yan Mofei to finish putting on her makeup.

Yan Mofei took a few glances and then turned his attention to his phone.

Zuo Shuai was constantly sending photos to the group, all of them were of Yan Mofei, all candid shots. However, his technique was much better than Yang Xiaoli's, and every one of them was very good.

He laughed triumphantly: "You all should admit defeat. Now I am all yours."

Soon, several other people started sending messages.

"I remember you had to go to work today. There was a big project that needed your management. I guess I'm not with you."

"Okay, I won't feed the pigs today. I'll feed you instead."

"Hand over your position, or don't blame me for being rude."

"I've heard good news a long time ago. Mo Fei is accompanying his assistant to your place to shoot a commercial for endorsement. What do you mean you're alone? If you have the guts, take a video now and let me see if Mo Fei is by your side."

Zuo Shuai gritted his teeth. Couldn't he just show off a little?

She had clearly been trying her best to get Yan Mofei to stay with her today, but he had unexpectedly said that Yang Xiaoli was directionally challenged and needed someone to accompany her.

Is Yan Mofei the boss or is Yang Xiaoli the boss? How can a boss follow his assistant?

However, Yan Mofei always keeps his word. If he says he wants to follow Yang Xiaoli, then he must follow her. No matter how good the conditions Zuo Shuai offers, he cannot tempt her.

The truth is that Yan Mofei lacks nothing, and he has nothing to be tempted by.

Yan Mofei found it funny and replied softly in the group: "Yeah."

Then the group exploded, and the screen was full of hahahaha and laughter at Zuo Shuai.

The poor man arrived, but he couldn't keep him.

After replying, Yan Mofei reached out to grab the water cup, but found nothing.

He felt a little uncomfortable for a moment. In the past, whenever he wanted to drink something, he could just reach out and get it.

When he looked up, he remembered that he was the supporting role today and his little assistant was the protagonist.

The makeup artist arrived, took a look at Yang Xiaoli, looked at her carefully, and then rolled her eyes.

Then she opened the makeup bag that had been prepared on the table and was about to put makeup on Yang Xiaoli.

Yang Xiaoli, watching herself in the mirror, paid close attention to Yan Mofei's every move. Seeing him reach out for something, she immediately realized what he wanted, stood up, ran over, and poured a glass of water into Yan Mofei's hands.

"Boss." Yang Xiaoli laughed, with a sparkling light in his round eyes.

This one suits her better. She feels so uncomfortable sitting there.

Yan Mofei was somewhat helpless. He was going to go alone. There were other staff members here too, so anyone could come.

“You…”

"Boss, don't you like it? Then I'll get you a glass of juice."

"Ah! What are you doing? Do you know whose time you are wasting?"

Makeup artist Zheng Xinxin suddenly screamed and threw the makeup brush on the table to the ground.

She was going crazy. Who would pour water for someone else while putting on makeup? Was that disrespectful to her?

She came over and rudely pulled Yang Xiaoli back, shoving her down onto the stool. "What are you doing? I'm putting on makeup, what are you doing running around?"

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