Lu Ming is a well-known screenwriter in the industry, and Bi Xie only knew about this screenwriter because of Zhang Shu.
If these two, you write the script and I direct it, and if they weren't constantly photographed by paparazzi bickering in the street, it might have been written into something quite romantic.
Mentioning Lu Ming, Director Zhang's lips curled up, and his usually stern face showed a slightly more genuine smile. He glanced at his watch and said, "Then go back and think about it. Several roles that haven't been finalized yet have been noted down. If you need anything, just contact Assistant Yan directly!"
Bi Xie smiled slightly: "Thank you, Director Zhang."
When Bi Xie returned to the car, Sodagreen's "Little Love Song" was playing.
Yun Qi was smiling like a flower while holding her phone. She didn't even react when Bi Xie opened the car door, and continued typing on the keyboard.
Bi Xie leaned over for a peek, and sure enough, he was talking to Su Yan.
When Bi Xie saw the note "Su Da Baobei", he shuddered.
Damn! The stench of love.
After a while, Yun Qi pressed her phone to her chest, her lips almost curling up to the sky. "Yun Liu, I've realized I'm in love, and I have no intention of swimming back to shore. We've only been apart for a short while, and my mind is already full of Su Yan. It turns out that the lovesickness described in novels is not a lie!"
"Mmmmmm~ You are the wind, I am the sand~ Let's wander the world together, entwined in love~"
"No matter how hard I try, I can't fly out of this colorful world. It turns out I'm just a drunken butterfly."
Bi Xie rubbed his temples and dialed a number on his phone: "Drunken Butterfly, you sit in the back."
"Why?" Yun Qi blinked her big, confused, and excited eyes.
Bi Xie thought to himself: Why is this little girl flirting with me?
Sure enough, the dopamine released during a romantic relationship keeps you in a state of excitement and pleasure. Even if you're standing in front of your most hated teacher or your nemesis, your math textbook, it will become more pleasing to the eye.
Bi Xie shook his head and said, "I hired a designated driver."
Both of them had champagne at noon, so it would be safer to hire a designated driver.
Yun Qi slowly said "Oh," then pulled open the car door and got out. As she closed the door, she leaned half her head out of the window and said coquettishly, "Yun Liu, I want to sit with you."
Bi Xie nodded: "Wait a minute."
Yun Qi said "oh" again, then sat in the back by the window, holding her phone and biting her fingers, grinning foolishly. Apart from a few silly laughs, she didn't say anything more.
The two were driven back to Yunqi's small apartment by a designated driver.
Bi Xie stayed at Yun Qi's place for one night, and the next day he flew directly to Z City.
Bi Xie rented a bright two-bedroom apartment near the largest film studio in Z City. After paying a year's rent, he had half the money left in his pocket!
After getting off the plane, Bi Xie spent the whole time looking for a place on his phone. He was busy until after 5 p.m. After tidying up the house, Bi Xie finally had a moment to go out and have a bowl of noodles.
The noodle shop was downstairs, and the proprietress also rented a place upstairs. When Bi Xie was carrying the silk quilt, kettle and other furniture she had bought into her home, the two greeted each other. Knowing that the young girl was a newcomer to the film and television city, the proprietress added a few extra pieces of beef to her noodles.
He smiled very warmly.
The housing prices near the film studio are very high, so many extras share apartments, and the tenants are a mixed bag, including men, women, young and old, and people of all kinds.
It's rare to find a newcomer in the entertainment industry like Bi Xie who's willing to spend a lot of money to rent a spacious, sunny apartment complete with a refrigerator, color TV, and washing machine. Most of them are handsome men and beautiful women with family connections who want to come to the entertainment industry to prove their worth and are not short of money.
Two nouveau riche lived upstairs and downstairs in Bi Xie's building.
The proprietress clearly considered her one of the wealthy individuals.
Unfortunately, she wasn't; she was just a poor loser.
After finishing his noodles, Bi Xie bought two slices of chilled watermelon and walked up to his apartment building, enjoying the hot summer night breeze.
In the distance, neon lights flickered with colorful light, and traffic flowed continuously on the road, with horns blaring from time to time, making the already sweltering air even more stifling.
While riding the elevator, Bi Xie saw the wealthy woman upstairs.
The girl wore a cool blue dress, had fair skin and was tall, with long, wavy hair that was charming and alluring. She carried a bag that Bi Xie couldn't tell the brand of, but it was definitely expensive.
She must have just returned from a banquet, as there was still a faint smell of alcohol on her.
After entering the stairwell, the two pressed their respective floor numbers, but neither of them greeted the other.
However, just as they were about to exit the elevator, the girl glanced at them slightly, her expression unreadable. "A newcomer?"
"Hello," Bi Xie said, a friendly smile curving his lips.
The other person seemed to scoff lightly, as if they hadn't heard her greeting, and after a pause, asked in a disdainful tone, "Got a role yet?"
This time, Bi Xie didn't answer. He stood further away from the girl, as if there was something dirty around him.
If a girl still can't sense the sarcasm and arrogance in her words, she's a fool!
The girl waited for a while, and when she saw that the woman ignored her, she turned around and saw that the woman had moved more than a meter away. She immediately turned pale with anger, glared at her with an unfriendly expression, and let out a soft snort.
After a long while, the girl was still angry. She raised her phone and pretended to take a selfie, but ended up including Bi Xie in the picture.
The photo was sent to her group chat with her best friends.
"I bumped into a poor girl in the elevator. Her entire outfit wasn't even worth as much as one of my earrings, yet she still moved into our apartment. I have no idea how she pays her rent! And she even gave me a hard time."
"Looks like she's also aiming for a career in entertainment. Do you guys know her? She's alright-looking. Maybe being an escort for sugar daddies wouldn't be so bad, haha. Why don't you introduce us? @Yuwei @Manni"
Bi Xie, who had just stepped out of the elevator, was completely unaware that someone had taken a picture of him and posted it on their WeChat Moments.
She was exhausted after a long day. After washing up in her room, she went straight to bed and fell asleep.
Z City Villa District.
The night sky was reflected in the floor-to-ceiling window, and the man's deep eyes were shrouded in darkness, making them inscrutable.
Su Yan walked over with a glass of red liquid, her expression respectful. "Boss, it's time to take your medicine."
Xiao Jingyi remained silent, his tall figure motionless.
Su Yan held the blood-red medicinal soup, not urging him, but a faint worry appeared in her eyes, "Is the boss still troubled by that girl's matter?"
His words finally elicited a response from Xiao Jingyi. His fists, hanging at his sides, clenched slightly, and his voice was cold and surprised, "Twice! Su Yan, he's come out twice more."
Twice, and each time it was because of that girl!
“Boss, don’t worry,” Su Yan reassured him. “Although he appeared twice more, you quickly suppressed him both times, which proves that his power is weakening.”
Xiao Jingyi's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly: "I hope so, but there's something I don't understand—"
Su Yan looked at the man's retreating figure with a puzzled expression: "What doesn't the boss understand?"
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