"Who wrote the script?"
Gu Youran's voice seemed to come from far away, with a tension that she herself was not aware of.
"He's a new screenwriter from China named Yun Ye. His profile shows he was just signed last month and has no previous work."
Gu Youran was silent for a moment and said, "Send me the script."
Just then, a knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.
"Come in." Gu Youran hung up the phone.
The door was gently pushed open, and a middle-aged woman in a navy blue suit walked in, carrying an insulated lunch box in her hand.
"Hello, Mrs. Shi, I'm Secretary Jin from the President's Office."
Her voice was gentle and polite as she placed the lunch box on the coffee table.
"This is the Yunshanzhai seafood porridge that Mr. Shi ordered specially for you. He said it was made with lobsters from Country Y that were airlifted in this morning."
Gu Youran was about to thank him when Secretary Jin noticed the water stains and broken porcelain cups on the floor.
"Don't move, I'll handle it."
She walked quickly to the door, got the mop and garbage shovel, and started cleaning with skillful movements.
The whole process took only three minutes and the floor was restored to its original smoothness.
"Thank you." Gu Youran thanked sincerely.
"You're welcome."
Secretary Jin put the cleaning tools back outside the door and turned back.
"Mr. Shi specifically told me to watch you finish your porridge."
Gu Youran felt a slight burning sensation on the tips of her ears, and she quickly opened the lid of the lunch box.
A rich and fresh aroma immediately filled the air. The rice porridge was filled with plump shrimp and scallops, and was garnished with green chopped green onions.
She scooped up a spoonful and put it into her mouth. It was just the right temperature and very sweet.
After finishing the last mouthful of porridge, Secretary Jin neatly packed up the lunch box.
She hesitated for a moment, took out a photo from her pocket, and said with a smile, "Mrs. Shi, my daughter likes you very much. Could you please sign it?"
Gu Youran took the photo. This was an official still from the premiere held at the planetarium.
She picked up the pen on the coffee table, signed "Lenna" in the lower right corner of the photo, and drew a small microphone pattern.
“Thank you so much!”
Secretary Jin took the photo with both hands, carefully put it in her pocket, and said excitedly, "My daughter has a piano exam next week. If she sees this signature, she will be so happy!"
After saying that, she bowed to Gu Youran again before gently closing the door and leaving.
At this time, Gu Youran's cell phone rang. It was the script "Between the Strings" sent by her agent Mai Wen.
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The other side.
Secretary Jin returned to the office, her fingers still trembling slightly with excitement.
She took out the autographed photo from her pocket, took a picture, and posted it in the internal chat group of Shi Group.
Just got Lenna's autograph! [Image]
The moment the message was sent, the group became lively.
Xiao Wang from the Marketing Department: [Oh my god! I haven't seen Lenna's signature yet!]
Xiao Li from the Finance Department: [Seeking a wife from the chance encounter! My niece can frame the autograph and hang it in the living room!]
Xiao Zhang from the Technical Department: [Wow, Sister Jin is such a hidden talent! Can you get me one too?]
In less than ten minutes, I received hundreds of private messages.
The sales department even sent me a link to a milk tea shop: [All you can eat iced Americano! Please get an autograph for my girlfriend. She dreamed about Lenna yesterday!]
Secretary Jin stared at her phone, looking at the requests that filled the screen. Some were for encouragement of the children, some were for surprises for the family...
She bit her lip and hesitated for two minutes, then finally knocked on the door of the president's office.
Gu Youran was curled up on the sofa reading a script. After hearing her purpose, he smiled and said, "No problem. Just find a meeting room and prepare some colored markers."
Twenty minutes later.
The multi-functional conference room on the 18th floor was temporarily converted into a signing venue.
Gu Youran sat behind a long table with a long line in front of him.
The first administrative lady who came in was holding a music sheet, her hands shaking. "Mrs. Shi, my daughter always cries when she's learning piano. Could you please write the phrase 'Don't be afraid of the wrong notes' for me?"
Gu Youran took the pen and drew a little rabbit playing the violin on the cover of the music collection, with the staff next to it: [Every wrong note is the tail of a star - for the brave little violinist]
Then someone brought a poster for "The Other Side of the World".
Someone handed over a tablet computer with screenshots of the concert.
Even the security guard came over with a red face, and on his phone was a video of his granddaughter wearing headphones and singing along.
"She always said your singing voice seemed to glow."
Gu Youran drew a shooting star on the back of his phone case and added after signing, "I wish my sister's singing will be even better. The stars are listening!"
From time to time, suppressed exclamations could be heard in the conference room, "Wow! Mrs. Shi drew a piano for me!"
"Look! There's a little musical note next to the signature!"
Secretary Jin was standing at the door watching this scene, and suddenly found that the usually serious director of the technical department was holding up a signed notebook and taking a photo.
It turns out that no matter how calm an adult is, there will be light in his eyes when facing someone he likes.
The signing lasted nearly two hours.
The news spread quickly throughout the building as if it had wings.
In the tea room.
"Mrs. Shi would even ask for my name and how to write a blessing when signing!"
"I saw her draw a violin for Sister Wang, the cleaning lady!"
In the elevator.
The newbie in the marketing department whispered, "I heard the head of the technical department took a picture of his daughter to ask for an autograph?"
My colleague suppressed a smile and nodded, "I even changed into a suit..."
Front desk on the first floor.
The cleaning lady held the mop handle and said, "Girl, do you still have that...that autographed photo?"
The receptionist shook her head helplessly, "Aunt Zhang, you've asked for the third time..."
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