Jiang Dafeng had been busy these past few days, attending meetings, gatherings with old friends, and so on. As a renowned producer at the national television station, he had a lot on his plate. Add to that the fact that his chosen actors had been suddenly rejected, and Jiang Dafeng had been making quite a fuss these past few days.
So he didn't go back to his office in the Friendship Building these days. He would only come back when the matter was over and there was no room for maneuver.
As soon as he entered the gate and walked into the atrium, Jiang Dafeng keenly sensed that the atmosphere was not right.
The air is filled with restlessness.
I asked the assistant next to me, "Did anything big happen during the few days I was away?"
The assistant said with a smile, "Teacher Jiang, everyone is talking about Mr. Yan on the top floor getting a girlfriend! I heard that Mr. Yan loves his girlfriend very much, and everyone is envious of him."
Jiang Dafeng is a pure literati and artist, and he has always scoffed at such things.
"Envy is false, jealousy is true."
The assistant smiled awkwardly and said sheepishly, "Actually, I'm curious too. I really don't know what kind of girl would be worthy of a man like Mr. Yan."
"That's true." Jiang Dafeng admitted this. No matter how picky he was, he had to admit that Yan Xin's appearance, temperament, personal cultivation, and ability were beyond doubt.
There is nothing to say about someone like him who refuses to give up easily.
A few days ago, he went to study in a foreign country and had the opportunity to visit Mr. Yan. He was deeply impressed by the Yan family's family style and traditions. Many Chinese people have forgotten the rules of their ancestors, but the Yan family has maintained them for many years overseas.
It's really rare.
The assistant finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Teacher Jiang was no longer being critical because of his bad mood.
"Yan Xin is in her prime, it's normal for her to have someone she likes." After all, people like Jiang Dafeng will not be like those who gossip or have ulterior motives, and will not pay attention to other people's private emotional affairs.
"You're right."
"You must remember in the future that those of us who engage in artistic creation must be focused, otherwise we will accomplish nothing."
The assistant nodded repeatedly.
"Teacher Jiang, I have something to say but I'm not sure if I should say it."
"Just say what you want to say."
"Well, you wanted Zhongguan Jibai to play the role, but because of her background, she was rejected by the higher-ups. There's actually room for maneuver."
Jiang Dafeng was no fool, so he naturally understood what she meant. "You mean I should go find Yan Xin?"
"Yes, it can be solved with just one word from Mr. Yan."
Jiang Dafeng sighed, "Alas! It's not that I haven't thought about it, but after all, my friendship with Yan Xin is not that deep. Besides, this is our internal matter. Relying on others can achieve our goals temporarily, but what about in the future?"
The assistant was full of admiration, "Teacher Jiang, you are really thoughtful."
When they arrived at the office, they found Lao Li, with his hair like a bird's nest and dark circles under his eyes like a panda, writing something at his desk. The office staff on duty looked helpless and said that they had tried to persuade him, but it was useless.
"Old Li, what's wrong with you?"
Old Li lowered his head and wrote furiously, his concentration even a little neurotic, his pen flying rapidly across the thick stack of red striped letter paper.
The clerk holding a cup of strong tea said helplessly, "Teacher Li has been like this ever since Guan Jibai left yesterday. He refused to rest and hasn't eaten yet. He just keeps drinking strong tea, like he's possessed. He doesn't even allow us to disturb him."
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