"Eat Well" is not just about food delivery, it's about bringing the warmth and comfort of everyday life. Join me on a culinary adventure! Su Qianhui, riding her electric scooter, finished reciting the last paragraph of the advertisement with a bright and warm smile.
An idea flashed through Xue Qiandai's mind: they could totally make some short films, like "Eat Better," which would be sentimental, heartwarming, and full of positive energy, and would also match Jian Yan's artistic style.
Xue Qiandai excitedly hugged Jian Yan, "Jian, I have a great idea!"
Jian Yan was startled by her sudden action, but then she remembered that Dai Dai was omnipotent.
"Cut, very good. One more take and we're done!" The director gave an "OK" sign.
Su Qianhui got off the electric scooter and pushed it back. Suddenly, she stumbled, her body fell to one side, and the scooter tilted and looked like it was about to run her over.
In the nick of time, Jin Heng rushed forward like a whirlwind, grabbed her waist, and pulled her back to avoid the overturned electric scooter.
Their eyes met.
Jin Heng felt the supple, shapely waist to his touch, and those long, narrow eyes that held a natural sense of familiarity; his ears turned red.
Su Qianhui noticed the fleeting heat in the man's eyes and the red tips of his ears.
"Huihui!" the agent cried out.
"Aheng!" A cold glint flashed in Hua Se's eyes.
"Thank you." Su Qianhui stood up from Jin Heng's embrace, supported by her manager, Sister Ling. "Maybe your rider uniforms are too hot. I'm fine."
She said she was fine, but anyone with eyes could see she wasn't doing well. Sister Ling scolded her while feeling sorry for her, "You're almost suffering from heatstroke, and you're still forcing yourself to stay put. How dedicated are you? Do you want everyone to know you're a workaholic?"
These words made Jin Heng even more ashamed. After all, he was the investor, and his presence here personally oversaw the project made him seem like a supervisor. "We've filmed about all for today. Miss Su, go back to your hotel and rest. There's still one more day. I'll throw a celebration banquet for the team then."
“Ah Heng,” Hua Se gracefully approached and took Jin Heng’s arm, “why don’t we have someone take Miss Su to the hospital for a check-up? The autumn heat is intense; it would be terrible if she really got heatstroke.”
Su Qianhui maintained a calm smile, "Thank you, Miss Hua, I'm fine. When I was filming 'Blazing Red Heart,' the sun was much stronger than this. I stood under the sun for four hours and still had to perform difficult stunts."
Jin Heng gave her a deep look. Top celebrities may seem glamorous, but how many people know the hardships they endure behind the scenes?
The director came over and said, "That's a wrap. We'll continue tomorrow. Let's shoot early tomorrow."
Su Qianhui and Sister Ling walked back together, supporting each other. Jin Heng watched them go, then turned around and noticed three more people standing not far away, including Dai Dai.
Just as he was about to shout, Xue Qiandai turned and left, heading in the opposite direction from Su Qianhui.
"Dai Dai, you're going the wrong way!" Jian Yan chased after her.
"That was truly spectacular! In just a few minutes, we witnessed a top star using this opportunity to rise to fame! Indeed, life imitates art, and it all comes down to acting skills. Consort Dai, your innocent best friend has met her match!" Rong Xiao shook his head and clicked his tongue in admiration.
Xue Qiandai shot her a dagger in the eye, "Don't talk nonsense. Do you think all women are blind and only interested in rich young men?"
Rong Xiao shuffled closer to her, "Consort Dai, life is sometimes more dramatic than a script! Besides, Young Master Jin is quite handsome, more than enough to be paired with a top star. This is a classic tale of domineering love within a wealthy family!"
Xue Qiandai didn't care about this topic, and Jian Yan could also see her impatience. "Dai Dai, what was that great idea you just mentioned?"
"We shoot short films, tell stories, and subtly integrate them into our clothing."
Jian Yan recalled the professional equipment and staff that the director had just seen, and felt as if countless red-clad old men were flying in front of her eyes, making her dizzy!
"Should we film it ourselves or... hire a team?" Jian Yan asked, swallowing hard, feeling the pinch.
"Let me think about it and write a script first."
Xue Qiandai sighed softly. Since going bankrupt, she had to push herself to master every skill imaginable.
The cell phone rang.
It was Jian Yan calling. She blushed and ran to the side to answer, returning two minutes later. "Um, Dai Dai, Senior Yuan invited me to dinner. I... I also wanted to ask him about the short film. He works at a magazine, so..."
Xue Qiandai chuckled, "Jian, if you want to go on a date, just go. No need to make excuses or give yourself false hope. I understand."
"I'm not..." Jian Yan's explanation only made things worse.
Rong Xiao scoffed, "Oh, Jian, you're in love now too, tsk tsk."
Xue Qiandai waved her hand dismissively, "Go on, go on, hurry up and win over your senior Yuan! I'm going back to the coffee shop too."
"Wrong direction!" Rong Xiao, the ever-worrying mother, reminded him.
Xue Qiandai then realized that the coffee shop was on the other side. What an idiot!
“Consort Dai, if you really want to film, give me the equipment and props,” Rong Xiao added.
Xue Qiandai smiled and pinched Rong Xiao's cheek, "Don't worry, there's plenty of room for you to spend your money."
The three went their separate ways.
Xue Qiandai returned to the Lightyear Cafe at the W Hotel and hid in her workspace to write a script.
Huo Meiren sent a message. "Dai Dai, I'll pick you up in a bit. How about we go to Kunyu Bay today?"
Xue Qiandai quickly flipped through the calendar; it was Thursday again. She remembered what Huo Meiren had said about setting aside one day each week to spend together, but she hadn't gone for a while because of various busy things.
"Okay." After typing this one word, Xue Qiandai hugged her phone and grinned foolishly. She was going to have a sweet day with Huo Meiren.
After a long while, she sent another message to Jian Yan. "I'm not going home today. You take Senior Yuan home. Good luck! Eve's apple is beckoning!"
At this moment, Jian Yan was having a meal with her senior, Yuan, at a private restaurant in the CBD.
"What are you thinking about? You seem absent-minded." Yuan Mu's eyes flickered, and the scene of two figures walking side by side that night involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
Jian Yan put down her chopsticks and placed her arms flat on the table with her hands folded over. "Dai Dai and I have launched our autumn clothes, but we haven't made a splash at all. There are too few customers, and even those who ask about them rarely place an order."
So that's why Jian Yan was confused. Yuan Mu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time despised himself for doubting Jian Yan like that.
He used serving chopsticks to pick up a lettuce from the fresh seasonal vegetables and gave it to Jian Yan. "You can't skip meals. People need food to survive. How can you come up with ideas if you don't eat well?"
“You’re right.” Jian Yan smiled, pursing her lips as she ate a small bite of lettuce. “Actually, Dai Dai has an idea: to make a short film. But where can we find a director, and all those expensive filming equipment? My July salary hasn’t even warmed up in my wallet yet.”
"Do you need money? I have some savings. I was planning to buy a house with my girlfriend, but the housing prices in Beijing are too high!"
Yuan Mu spoke naturally, but to Jian Yan, all that remained were the words "girlfriend"!
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