Chapter 262 There are paparazzi
Tu Yao turned around and saw that it was the girl from yesterday.
She quickly pulled her mask up; she had come here secretly to stake out the spot, so no one could see her face.
Tu Yao's eyes crinkled into a smile: "We meet again!"
Noticing the girl's red eyes, he asked in confusion, "Have you been crying?"
It would have been better if she hadn't asked; as soon as she did, Xiaoyu burst into tears.
"I……"
Tu Yao glanced at the time; it was still early, so she simply pulled the person to a corner.
"What's wrong?"
Xiaoyu rubbed her eyes: "It's the one I told you about yesterday..."
Yesterday, the director reprimanded Zhao Xing, and this morning he gave up his makeup artist.
I thought he had toned it down, but I didn't expect that just now the investors' representatives came over and organized a business dinner, specifically asking Wen Yu to attend.
Everyone knows that the investor is the agency where Zhao Xing's father works, and naturally they also know that this event is not for good purposes.
Sure enough, Wen Yu was targeted as soon as she sat down at the table and was forced to drink quite a bit of alcohol.
"Sister Hong is Wen Yu's other assistant. She's contacting Wen Yu's agent right now. She asked me to come out and buy some hangover medicine."
Upon hearing this, Tu Yao's fingers involuntarily clenched.
For some reason, she felt a tightness in her chest and a general discomfort.
Sister Wenyu...
Is she still at the dinner table?
Xiaoyu nodded with red eyes: "They're still here. The director just made an excuse to take them away, but the investors are putting pressure on them and they won't budge."
"Sister Hong said that in this situation, they usually seek out a larger investor to exert pressure in return."
Ke Wenyu has no powerful backing.
She is already 27 years old. She is neither a popular celebrity with a wealthy backer who values her and protects her career, nor is she a top-tier celebrity who is someone that the industry needs to be wary of.
Although she once had a breakout role that went viral online, she has always kept a low profile, and her popularity has largely faded in the past two years.
The agent wasn't around, so there was no way to negotiate with the other party immediately.
Xiaoyu was about to cry again as she spoke.
Tu Yao's brows furrowed little by little.
After a while, he shook his head: "It doesn't necessarily have to be a larger investor."
She looked up and asked, "Do you have a camera? Can I borrow one?"
"I need a camera with a long telephoto lens, one that can take pictures from a great distance."
Xiaoyu paused for a moment, then said, "...Yes."
"Sister, you..."
Tu Yao patted her shoulder and said earnestly:
"Don't worry, it was my idea yesterday, and I'll cover the after-sales service."
"Give me the camera..."
Tu Yao thought for a few seconds, then looked down at the clothes she was wearing.
To avoid drawing attention, she was already dressed in a black tracksuit, plus a baseball cap and a full-face mask, which suited her perfectly.
"The gathering place is near the base, right? Can you give me a map? I haven't been here much, so I need to familiarize myself with the surroundings."
"Listen to the other assistant now, and first get some hangover medicine for Wen... Wenyu." Tu Yao paused, then changed her words, "Buy some hangover medicine for Sister Wenyu and send it over."
"then you……"
After Tu Yao finished speaking, Xiao Yu was still standing there dumbfounded.
"Hey, did you get that?"
Xiaoyu immediately snapped out of her daze and nodded subconsciously: "I...I understand!"
"...I, I'll go right now!"
Xiaoyu quickly ran outside, running as fast as she could.
This circle is full of backstabbing and scheming; everyone has their own agenda.
After she successfully completed the interview, Sister Hong advised her not to easily trust anyone.
She didn't know why, but even though they had only met twice, she trusted this strange girl immensely.
...
The atmosphere inside the private room was strange.
Wen Yu sat in a corner of the table, already feeling drowsy. Every few minutes, someone would come over to talk to her.
All sorts of reasons, but the goal was the same: to get her to drink.
Across from him, Zhao Xing watched this scene with smug satisfaction, then turned to pour half a glass for the director next to him, whose face was grim but who could only remain silent.
Since Wen Yu dared to use the director's words to pressure him, he could certainly find someone to pressure him back.
Even if everyone knows he's deliberately targeting her, so what? The investors organized the dinner, and making her drink alcohol was justified. No one can openly blame him.
If Wenyu were smart, she should obediently bow down to her tomorrow.
The two scenes that were cut from his film should be added back after today.
After a while, the door was pushed open, and Xiaoyu came in with red eyes. She quietly walked to Wenyu's side and handed her two hangover pills.
Zhao Xing saw it all but didn't take it seriously.
He raised his voice and said, "Teacher Wen, you have quite the spirit! After drinking the hangover medicine, a few more bottles wouldn't be a problem for you."
Xiaoyu gritted her teeth, her hands trembling uncontrollably with anger.
Wen Yu closed her eyes briefly, her eyes reddening, and patted her reassuringly.
"...You can leave now."
Xiaoyu sniffed: "Okay."
Zhao Xing chuckled and looked away.
How can someone have been in the business for so many years and still be so mediocre? They deserve to be tormented.
Wen Yu's seat was in the far corner; to leave, one had to walk around half a round table by the window.
Xiaoyu lowered her head and walked slowly.
No one noticed that as she passed the window, she seemingly casually pulled the curtains open, revealing a five-centimeter gap.
The drinking continued at the table.
A few minutes later, Wen Yu drank two more glasses of wine, and her head became even more dizzy.
She hesitated before tapping her phone; the screen showed a WeChat chat group.
The last time we chatted was half a month ago.
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Jiang Ye: [There's a music festival I'm attending in two weeks @Wenyu. You're filming there, so I'll reserve a ticket for you.]
Hearing this, I replied: 【Okay.】
Cheng Sangsang (in seclusion to nurture her mind): [I want to come too...]
Xu Bai (King of Button Mushrooms): [I want to come too...]
Tu Chaoxi: [I'll come if I'm available.]
Ma Zhiyuan: [What kind of schedule do the three of you have?]
...
Ma Zhiyuan: [...If you ignore me, you won't get rich next year!]
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Over the years, this group has become less active than before. Apart from Teacher Ma, who is still bored out of his mind, everyone is flying all over the world and has their own path to follow.
But whenever there's an event, they'll still come out and chat for a bit.
They'll get together whenever they're in the same place.
Hearing this, her hand trembled and she accidentally touched something, causing the screen to suddenly flicker.
Unexpectedly, a list of group members appeared on the page.
Wen Yu lowered her eyes and looked at the selfie in the center with a big laugh.
Smiles seem to be contagious, and she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth as well.
...
A few seconds later, she came to her senses again.
Jiang Ye's music festival is in three days, he should be here by now.
...She really didn't want to ask her friends for help unless absolutely necessary.
"Teacher Wen, would you like another drink?"
Just as she was hesitating, the person opposite her raised their glass to her again.
Wen Yu forced a smile and drank another cup.
This time she didn't hesitate. She tagged Jiang Ye in the group chat and sent him her real-time location.
Just as I finished sending it, suddenly, a blinding white light shot over!
Everyone at the table squinted, stung by the spittle.
"What is that?!"
The man who was closest quickly followed the light source and pulled back the curtains. The next second, his expression changed to one of shock!
The restaurant is built right next to the river. Across the wide river, you can clearly see a small, bundled-up man holding a camera, motionless and aiming it at them.
The red light is flashing; it's recording!
The man turned around in a panic: "Paparazzi!"
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