"I'm leaving. You can't be idle while you're at home. Clean the house inside and out. I'll come back and check it."
Song Xiuyun nodded under her gaze: "Okay."
Xie Shizhu snorted arrogantly, then picked up her bag and left the house.
*
After arriving at the company, Sister Zhang looked unhappy. She sat in front of Xie Shizhu and sighed several times. Finally, she couldn't help but curse, "A bunch of snobs!"
Xie Shizhu drank some water and asked, "What happened?"
Sister Zhang was silent for a long time, looking at Xie Shizhu with eyes full of heartache: "The script we agreed on last time is gone. When the director heard that Mr. Song was no longer the president of Shengtai, he directly withdrew your script and gave it to other artists."
Xie Shizhu was not surprised. After all, people in the entertainment industry are very realistic.
Seeing she remained silent, Sister Zhang stood up and patted her shoulder. "Don't be sad. The people at the company are the same. They've got you on this crappy movie. I heard it's going to take two months to shoot in the mountains. Besides, it's almost summer now. You'll die of heat if you go there. The conditions there are terrible."
Xie Shizhu pursed his lips, as if accepting this predicament, "Well, I want to make money now, no matter how difficult the conditions are."
Sister Zhang was stunned, her eyes filled with disbelief: "You mean, you want to take on this low-budget movie?"
Xie Shizhu nodded: "Yeah."
Sister Zhang burst into tears instantly, as if she was moved by Xie Shizhu's change, or perhaps she felt pity for her.
But Xie Shizhu smiled.
The system asked curiously: [Host, you can even laugh at this?]
Xie Shizhu raised his eyebrows: "Do you really think I'm stupid?"
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