Chapter 49 Chapter 49 Making Excuses
"Where's she?" Inside the luxury RV, Du Yisang held an ice pack on each side of his face, his expression grim. "She ran away? Find out what company she works for and tell them to ban her. Anyone who hires her again is going to be a crime against me. Tell the director there can't be a single shot of her in the movie, not even a single second! Do you understand?"
Du Yisang was forcibly dragged back to the RV, where she was given an ice pack to treat her face. She then began to curse profusely in the car. That 18th-tier actor had escaped quite quickly. It was said that after beating her, he even filmed his final scene before leaving.
While Du Yisang was cursing, his agent finished dealing with the mess, opened the car door a little, and squeezed in.
The pictures Du Yisang had just taken were truly unflattering. With the crew's cameras on, how could she have made that expression on set? It was all captured instantly. She'd skipped every single one of the company's artist expression management classes. Not only did she have to deal with the camera footage, but she also had to deal with the footage from the crew members who had been there. She also had to manage everything, trying to keep the incident secret from the media and instructing the company's PR department to suppress any online comments. After all this hustle and bustle, her agent finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yisang, what happened to you just now?" The agent spoke in a serious tone for the first time, no longer flattering the eldest lady as usual.
Du Yisang pressed the ice pack against his cheek, his eyes glaring in disbelief. "She hit me! And you actually asked me what happened? What are you doing? They're trying to find a publicity stunt and blow this up. I want this woman's reputation ruined."
The agent took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.
Could this young lady please use her brain before doing anything? She had finally managed to suppress the topic, but she actually wanted to expose the matter again, as if she was afraid that there wasn't enough negative information about herself.
"That woman is just an 18th-tier actress that no one knows. Do you think the media is more interested in reporting on an 18th-tier actress or you? Would it be more of a hot topic if a popular young actress beat up an 18th-tier actress on set, or would it be more of a hot topic if an 18th-tier actress, dedicated to her job during a scene, slapped you?"
"Are you kidding me? I was the one who got beaten. I was the one who..."
"So what if you got beaten? If this gets out, it won't do you any good at all. Instead, you've given that little-known 18th-tier celebrity free publicity, boosting her profile by stepping on you." The agent's tone was cold. She could, of course, take a screenshot of the video and play it off for Du Yisang. The truth was, Du Yisang had indeed been beaten, so there wouldn't be any need for some specious editing techniques. But what would happen if the video was released?
Bought fans can certainly help control comments and gather fire, but they can also instantly catapult someone from obscurity to fame. In their industry, being a little known is better than being completely unknown. Furthermore, Du Yisang's popularity wasn't great to begin with, and using her fans to bully a younger actor only made a worse impression. The public always sympathizes with the underdog. Because someone was beaten during a film audition and then hyped up their misery, people will simply say they're unprofessional because they're relying on their background to act. Real public opinion won't favor them.
Of course Du Yisang understood all the twists and turns in the circle, but she wanted to teach others a lesson but ended up being slapped twice. She could only swallow the loss in silence and could not go public. She was so angry that she could not calm down.
"Then I was beaten for nothing?"
Her agent gave her a warning: "As long as you don't make it public, you can do whatever you want."
Du Yisang's face was gloomy. The cool touch of the ice pack lessened the burning pain on her face, but the humiliation of being slapped in the face lingered. This matter absolutely couldn't be let go. If word got out that she didn't return those two slaps, she would be laughed to death.
"Give me your phone, I want to make a call."
"What do you think of him?" Thinking of Cheng Shuze who was staying alone in the hotel, Zhou Yu'an's scenes in the morning were stuck and could not be postponed for a while, so he simply shot a few unimportant empty shots originally scheduled for the afternoon and finished work early to return to the hotel.
Cheng Shuze was still in the hotel reading documents on his computer, with the absenteeism compensation that Jiang Yiyu had agreed to give but actually had no intention of giving. He had no time to spare. It was not until Jiang Yiyu put the phone under his eyes that he reluctantly opened his eyelids to take a look.
"Not very good." There was a photo of a boy on the phone. He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and was full of vigor. Cheng Shuze said in a bad tone.
Jiang Yiyun tutted and moved the phone closer: "Look carefully first."
Cheng Shuze frowned and leaned back a little further away with a look of disgust: "Ugly."
Jiang Yiyun: "..."
So far, no one has ever called Zhou Yu'an ugly. His handsome bones are clearly there, and even though his acting skills are a bit immature right now, they all privately believe that it's only a matter of time before he becomes a top star.
Cheng Shuze raised his hand to open Jiang Yiyun's phone, and raised his eyebrows nonchalantly: "Why, are you starting to like this type now?"
Jiang Yiyun snorted coldly: "Don't you know that I have always liked this type."
There is a youthful and bold handsomeness written on her face. If she was not a director with principles and did not play by the rules, she would have really tried to pick up male college students one day.
Cheng Shuze didn't respond to her. She originally wanted to ask Cheng Shuze to give Zhou Yu'an some advice on how to play the role of a domineering president and teach him based on his own personal experience. But now it seems that Cheng Shuze is not willing to teach her. She has to think of another way.
"What's your name?" Cheng Shuze suddenly asked.
Jiang Yiyun: "? What for?"
"Just asking, forget it if you don't want to tell me." Cheng Shuze unconsciously raised his fingertips and tapped the computer keyboard lightly. While Jiang Yiyu wasn't paying attention, he exited the original file interface on the computer and clicked on He Yue's contact interface.
He Yue felt a little crazy.
What's wrong with the entertainment media nowadays? Instead of digging up the entertainment industry's gossip, they just keep staring at Mr. Cheng so excitedly.
Mr. Cheng went to visit Miss Jiang on set, but his license plate was recognized, and now he's stuck in the hotel. After all, they were a real couple, so it's okay for them to visit each other on set, but Miss Jiang didn't want to make it public, so things got awkward for a while.
I heard that there were dozens of long guns and cannons stationed late at night, guarding the area strictly as if they were afraid that Mr. Cheng would fly away under their noses.
Damn it, why do I like eating melons so much?
"Mr. Cheng, there is a new movie being filmed at the film and television base with Yunyi Investment. The director is Yan Yiming, and it's a costume movie called "Wind Passing Wangjiang City." He Yue reported in a serious manner. Mr. Cheng on the other side just said "I got it" and then hung up the phone. He Yue scrolled through the page to see the new news but didn't have time to report it.
The leading actor of "Wind Passing Wangjiang City" has a prominent name: Du Yisang.
Isn’t this the female celebrity who has always wanted to seduce Mr. Cheng?
Won't there be problems if we issue a press release like this?
It wasn't a good idea to always stay in the hotel and wait for the people outside to leave before leaving. Besides, the longer it took, the more it would prove that they had something to hide. After trying to get Cheng Shuze to drive away in the dark at night without success, Jiang Yiyun had to think of another way.
"That's ridiculous. I never cared about Yunyi's drama. This excuse doesn't make sense."
“You don’t care what company you start.”
"I only care about you. I founded Yunyi for you," Cheng Shuze said in a subdued tone. If Jiang Yiyun hadn't wanted to be a director, he wouldn't have founded a film and television company in her name. It was just so he could give her money later. But he wanted to give her money, but she refused. He even visited the set a few days later, afraid of being seen and chased away.
Should she also thank Mr. Cheng for his deep love? Jiang Yiyu was so surprised that she didn't know what to say to Cheng Shuze for a moment, and her expression was a little confused.
“I’m not…”
"Forget it. If you want me to use this excuse, it's not impossible. At least you have to be sincere." Cheng Shuze's tone relaxed, and there was a deep meaning in his eyes. "By the way, please also pay me for the forced absence from work yesterday."
How could he still remember...
Isn't this just a casual remark? He doesn't really want her to pay his salary.
Jiang Yiyu stared at Cheng Shuze for a long while, making sure that he didn't seem to be joking.
"I'll add up the money and write you an IOU, would you like that?"
"Jiang Yiyun, you're not serious, are you?" Cheng Shuze gritted his teeth and tilted his head, looking really angry at her. "Why do I need money?"
Okay, Mr. Cheng is rich and has no shortage of money. Jiang Yiyu understood his subtext, but she was a little reluctant to take the initiative to talk to him.
"Come here, give me a hug." Seeing that Jiang Yiyu was wavering, Cheng Shuze took the initiative to stretch out his hand and said in a gentle voice.
Hug... Hug her, anyway, it wasn't her who took the initiative, it was Cheng Shuze who wanted to hug her. She was just giving the creditor a face, because she would have to ask Cheng Shuze to tell the media not to report it later, so she gave him a way out. Jiang Yiyun didn't hesitate anymore, and quickly got down, raised her arms and hugged Cheng Shuze's neck, and nestled into his arms.
It had been a long time since they had just listened to each other's heartbeats in such a peaceful manner. It was supposed to be a hug, but this one lasted a bit too long, and Jiang Yiyun put her entire weight on Cheng Shuze.
Cheng Shuze put his arm around her waist and caressed it unconsciously.
"It's still early, why don't we..."
"No, the camera can capture it." Jiang Yiyu refused without thinking.
The equipment of entertainment reporters is blurry when it needs to be blurry, and it is not blurry at all when it needs high definition. Even your pores can be photographed. If you accidentally leave some marks during intimacy, then the matter will not be over.
Jiang Yiyun heard Cheng Shuze's gasp through gritted teeth: "Then be gentle, and remember to leave marks where the clothes can cover them."
Jiang Yiyun: “?”
How could he say such a thing? Jiang Yiyu was extremely calm and was not moved by Cheng Shuze's instigation at all. Just as she was about to stand up, she was pulled back.
"Wait until this drama is finished." Jiang Yiyu said vaguely.
Cheng Shuze kissed Jiang Yiyu's soft lips: "When will you finish work?"
"It's almost done. There aren't many scenes left to shoot. About half a month."
The shooting period of the small web drama is not long to begin with, and they made rapid progress in the early stages. Except for some important scenes of Zhou Yu'an that are currently stuck, there is not much left to piece together.
"That's still a long time." Cheng Shuze was a little dissatisfied.
"It's not over yet, is it?" It was good enough that she gave him a good look. Why was she still being picky? Jiang Yiyu was about to speak when someone sealed her lips with a kiss, blocking all her words.
"One last question." Cheng Shuze tightened his arms around Jiang Yiyu's slender waist as he took long, humid breaths. "Who was that man in the photo yesterday?"
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