Chapter 5
05
Wang Zhi felt that everything was going really well for him today!
In the morning, Wang Zhi was lucky enough to get a ride in Feng Zheng's car, so he didn't have to squeeze with the crew members. Feng Zheng even took the initiative to act with him and gave him some pointers - although only a few words, but Wang Zhi benefited a lot. There were basically no NGs during the filming today, and even the director praised him for his "improvement"!
Seeing Feng Zheng now, Wang Zhi consciously adjusted himself to licking dog mode, and handed him a bottle of water in a very flattering manner: "Brother, your acting just now was so good, it brought me into it. I will definitely not make any NGs when filming later! Do you want some water? This is newly bought and unopened."
Feng Zheng took a look and was a little surprised: "This brand?"
"I know, you only drink this." Wang Zhi was very proud. He had specifically inquired about this. "They don't sell it here, so I ran errands to bring it to you."
There was actually some in the nanny car, and Feng Zheng had been hospitalized when he was on the crew because he drank water of unknown origin. After that, he never drank water given by outsiders again.
But Wang Zhi's smile was sweet. Feng Zheng still took the water, unscrewed it, and took a sip: "Thank you, it's thoughtful."
Yay!
The flattery was successful!
Wang Zhi knew when to stop and stopped bothering Feng Zheng.
He still had one play left to perform today and was placed at the back. Wang Zhi continued to memorize his lines while recalling what had just happened. He always felt like someone was watching him.
And he looked so hard that he always felt like a thorn in his back.
But when he turned around, there was no one there, so Wang Zhi could only attribute it to an illusion.
Wang Zhi scratched his head, then, holding the curled-edge script he'd flipped through, ran over to the director, hoping he'd notice his efforts. A prop master, familiar with him, happened to be passing by and asked him to help carry some things. Wang Zhi wasn't one to put on airs, so he figured it was okay, so after helping for a while, he began to sweat.
The makeup artist saw this and said unhappily, "I need to touch up my makeup again! Stop bullying Xiao Wang!"
The prop master was scolded and dared not talk back. Wang Zhi quickly said, "Sister, don't be angry. I was just bored. Just wipe the sweat off."
He wiped the sweat off his face with the back of his hand, and when he raised his hand, the bracelet slid down his wrist, reflecting a shimmering red in the sunlight, making his skin look even whiter.
The makeup artist, who was more than twenty years older than him, was very pleased when he sweetly addressed her as "Sister." She smiled and said unhappily, "Don't move around. You're ruining your makeup. That bracelet of yours is really nice. Is it real?"
Wang Zhi held out his hand: "Of course. This is a gift from Feng Ming."
When he was outside, Wang Zhi never hesitated to show off his relationship with Gao Fengming, and was happy to create the image of a pampered canary. Even if he couldn't bully others by taking advantage of his power, with a backer, fewer people would dare to bully him.
Sure enough, after the makeup artist held his hand and looked at it, she was very envious: "VCA streaky? I remember this one cost more than 40,000."
Wang Zhimei boasted happily: "It's out of stock. I paid a higher price to get it from abroad."
Suddenly someone beside him sneered: "I knew you got it."
Wang Zhi and the makeup artist looked over and saw Song Ran standing nearby with a look of disdain on his face. He looked down on Wang Zhi's behavior and said, "You've been making money for so long, and all you got is 50,000 yuan?"
…
Isn’t fifty thousand a lot of money?
It can be sold for more than 20,000 yuan if sold second-hand!
Besides, he couldn't wear out all the things Gao Fengming gave him at once!
Wang Zhi withdrew his hand and said calmly, "Yeah, it's only 50,000. Do you think it's a good deal? Your vision is too narrow."
Wang Zhi's tone and expression were very calm, but there was an inexplicable sense of sarcasm in his voice, as if to say, fifty thousand is worth making a fuss about, it's really low.
Song Ran was so angry that his hair exploded. Before he could think of how to refute, the assistant director appeared out of nowhere: "Xiao Wang, come here, I've been looking for you for a long time."
Wang Zhi immediately pushed Song Ran aside and said, "Director Zhang, is there anything you want me to do?"
The assistant director said nothing, but glanced at Song Ran. Song Ran pretended not to notice and stood by to eavesdrop.
The assistant director had no choice but to say, "Mr. Gao is so generous that he let us use the Gao Mansion for filming without asking for any money. We can't be impolite. Director Wang knows that Mr. Gao likes camellias, so he asked someone to get him a pot. Xiao Wang, can you deliver it to him?"
Hearing this, Song Ran screamed, "Why should he be sent there?"
That’s right, why.
He is not familiar with Gao Bochong either!
The assistant director said angrily, "Xiao Wang is Mr. Gao's sister-in-law. Why don't you let him send her off? Go, go, it's almost your turn, why don't you hurry up!"
Wang Zhi watched Song Ran being driven away with a smile, and had already organized his words: "Director Zhang, you and Director Wang have thought it through very carefully. It's just that I have a scene later. How about I take the flowers back and give them to my brother when I see him?"
When Wang Zhi thought that the pile driver he was sleeping with might be Gao Bochong, he instinctively wanted to reduce contact with him.
Now find an excuse to postpone the matter, and then give the flowers to Gao Fengming and let him take them back to Gao Bochong, so he won’t have to make the trouble of making a trip himself.
She even pretended to casually call Gao Bo Chong "Big Brother" in front of the director, making it seem like they were already a family, rubbing his thighs smoothly.
It really kills two birds with one stone >▽<
Unexpectedly, the assistant director said, "It's still early for your scene. Mr. Gao is upstairs, you can just go up directly, there will be no delay."
Wang Zhi: “…Ah?”
Gao Bochong is here?
The entire Gao Mansion is full of traces of time. It is said that Gao's ancestors were officials, and they set up a branch of the family to do business before the emperor abdicated, and they were considered red-top businessmen.
The first boss, Mr. Gao, studied abroad and married a foreign wife. In order to please his wife, he decorated the house in a strong Nanyang style. In this generation, perhaps those in power do not like fancy things, so many overly gorgeous decorations have been removed. However, large clusters of tropical plants can still be seen everywhere, and their leaves are like thick green clouds, dividing the sunlight in the entire courtyard into countless tiny golden waves.
As Wang Zhi walked upstairs with the flowers in his arms, stepping on the scattered gold, he felt very nervous.
I'm going to meet Gao Bochong again.
The last time they met, it was clearly a matter of whether he could get engaged to Gao Fengming, but he wasn't nervous at all. He was just thinking about getting a huge breakup fee if it didn't work out. But this time, it was just about giving her flowers, and he was so nervous.
...Is Gao Bochong the pile driver?
Wang Zhi replayed that night over and over again, but he was forced to drink and drugged, so he was not fully conscious. The only thing he could recall now, apart from the ring on the man's finger and his slightly awkward yet powerful movements, was this -
The pile driver is really big.
I didn't get hurt, which is a sign of my talent. :)
It doesn't feel like Gao Bochong.
Gao Bochong seemed like someone with a low libido. Even in bed, he probably only knew the missionary position. And the last time they met, Gao Bochong didn't even glance at him. How could he possibly turn into a pile driver and fuck him to death?
By the way, does Gao Bochong like men or women? I've never heard of any scandals about him.
When he reached the second floor, Wang Zhi was stopped by Gao Bocong's assistant, who smiled and asked him to wait for a moment, saying that President Gao was in a meeting and he would go and pass on the message first.
Meeting...
It won’t take long.
Wang Zhi was a little worried that returning late would delay filming - and he was indeed a little afraid of Gao Bochong, so he planned to ask his assistant to help him pass the flowers on.
But unexpectedly, the assistant came out soon after entering and said in a somewhat surprised tone: "Mr. Gao, please come in."
President Gao actually interrupted the meeting because of a pot of flowers!
When he first heard that it was someone from the crew, he had no intention of meeting him. But when he heard that it was Mr. Wang who came with flowers, he immediately changed his mind and let him in.
The assistant secretly took another look at the flowers in Wang Zhi's hand. Noticing his gaze, Wang Zhi deliberately held the flowers a little higher.
Wang Zhi didn’t know much about gardening before, but he did some research on the way here and found out that the flower the director was looking for was called “Cinnabar Purple Robe,” a top-notch camellia.
It was the flowering season, and the pot was full of flowers. On the slender green branches, huge dark purple flowers were in full bloom, weighing down the tips of the flowers, and dewdrops were dripping from the petals, just like the tears of a beauty.
It's quite heavy.
Wang Zhi was not very strong, and he unconsciously leaned the flower pot against his chest. Dewdrops wet his clothes, casting a small shadow on the light blue fabric, revealing his skin, which was faintly visible and looked white and somewhat sexy.
The assistant was reporting to Gao Bochong: "Mr. Gao, Mr. Wang has arrived."
Behind the table, Gao Bochong was sitting there, wearing a black shirt and a tie of the same color. He had broad shoulders and a broad back, and wore armbands on his arms. He rested his elbow on the table with one hand, and when he exerted force, the upper sleeve of his shirt showed a distinct muscle shape. The thin gold-rimmed half-frame glasses on his high nose bridge looked extremely gentle.
But his aura was strong and iron-fisted. Even though he had his eyes downcast, Wang Zhi inexplicably felt as if he had walked into the territory of some ferocious beast and was being watched from every angle.
Wang Zhi only took one look and immediately lowered his head, pretending to be well-behaved.
...Does the boss have time to go to the gym to build muscles?
Wang Zhi was a little curious when he heard Gao Bochong ask coldly, "Did your director ask you to come?"
Wang Zhi could sense that there was a hint of displeasure in Gao Bochong's tone.
Is he angry that I disturbed him at work?
Wang Zhi replied obediently, "Director Zhang wanted to thank you for lending the mansion for free, so he found this basin of cinnabar purple robe and asked me to bring it to you."
Gao Bochong glanced at him and said, "You also know about the cinnabar purple robe?"
Humph.
Fortunately, I cram at the last minute.
Wang Zhi raised his head and smiled gently at Gao Bochong, saying, "When I first met you, I saw camellias in the garden and thought they were beautiful. So after I went back, I looked them up and decided to plant a couple of them."
He smiled sweetly, his eyes curved, his bags under his eyes were full, and his bright red lips were curled up, like the fruit candies he had eaten as a child, only softer and sweeter.
Gao Bochong stared at Wang Zhi and knew that what he said was just a lie.
You're sweet-mouthed but with a sharp tongue. Why do you smile like that at everyone?
It was the same when I called Brother Feng just now.
But Wang Zhi's tone was sincere, and his eyes were very dark. When he stared at people, it was as if there was a deep vortex inside that sucked people involuntarily.
It really doesn't look photogenic.
If you can capture a smile like his on camera, how can he not be popular?
Gao Bochong knew that as Gao Fengming's brother, he should reprimand Wang Zhi and tell him not to have affairs with other women outside.
But when he said this, he did so with a hint of reserved pride: "I raised him."
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