Chapter 30 The Biggest Victim: The Director
He first saw the girl at the village entrance, and all he got from her was the information that she wasn't very bright.
The second time was when I saw her sharp-tongued retorts to Ma Zhiyuan, and later when she helped Tu Chaoxi complete her tasks one after another. Gradually, I felt that she was a lovely and sharp-witted girl.
Sometimes she wondered why everyone in the village liked her so much. The village chief and his wife practically doted on her like a daughter, and even the chubby guy who was almost twelve years younger than her unconsciously gave way to her.
Now even her staff enjoy talking to her.
Until this moment, he suddenly understood something.
Because everyone is willing to gravitate towards people who are kind and insightful at heart.
And the sensitivity hidden within her clarity is enough to make anyone who gets close to her feel a pang of heartache.
In the courtyard, Tu Chaoxi suddenly froze on the spot.
The comments section was flooded with messages.
I hereby declare Tu Chaoxi guilty!
[Guilty +1!!!]
[Guilty +10086!!!]
The director snapped back to reality: "How do I apologize...?"
He clapped his hands: "Easy, I'll teach you."
Tu Yao's eyes lit up even more, and she quickly sat up straight.
Director: "Teacher Tu is the kind of person who responds better to gentle persuasion than force."
"Don't be fooled by his stubborn act. The people filming him say he hasn't eaten yet. Just send him some food and give him a way out. He'll definitely back down right away!"
"Just bring some food..."
That makes some sense.
Tu Yao frowned. What should she give him?
She got up too early today. Because of her quarrel with Tu Chaoxi, she wasn't in the mood to make breakfast. Since Langya still hadn't come yesterday, she ate the eggs she had left for Langya and his master yesterday.
For a moment, she really didn't know what to give.
As she pondered, her nose suddenly twitched, and she smelled a rich fragrance.
Tu Yao lowered her head.
After giving his idea, the director continued stirring the soup in his hand, simmering it for a full two hours until the chicken meat was falling off the bone.
Free-range chickens from farms are just so delicious!
But as they were stirring things up, the director's eyelids twitched, and he looked up.
He met Tu Yao's innocent eyes.
director:……?
Tu Yao grinned: "Uncle, would you like to eat the smoked chicken I made?"
"How about I give you a smoked chicken?"
director:?
Smoked chicken...
The director was indeed a bit tempted; he had smelled the basket of smoked chicken on the day of the live dog-catching broadcast, and it smelled incredibly delicious.
He rubbed his hands together and smiled, "Do you have any more?"
Tu Yao immediately nodded: "Yes!"
"Okay, okay, I want one!"
Tu Yao smiled and generously held out two fingers: "I'll give you two!"
The director was even happier.
The scene was quiet for a while, with only the bubbling sound coming from the pot.
Amidst the gurgling background noise, Tu Yao said softly, "I'll give you smoked chicken, can you give me something in return?"
The director subconsciously looked up and saw Tu Yao staring intently at the pot in his hand.
He paused, then carefully chose his words: "...Would you like some chicken soup?"
Tu Yao's eyes lit up immediately!
He blurted out, "Thank you, Uncle! I'll bring you the smoked chicken in a bit!"
Then he got up, grabbed a pot of chicken soup, and ran off excitedly!
Director: ? ? ?
Stunned, aren't you? The gifts of fate often come with a hidden price tag.
Try to look on the bright side; trading two smoked chickens for a pot of chicken soup isn't a bad deal.
[My sister is quite considerate; let's try replacing her with Tu Chaoxi.]
Just as Tu Yao turned around, Tu Chaoxi immediately grabbed the photographer and they hid behind a pile of haystacks.
They only came out after the others had run far away.
What are you standing there for? Your sister went to bring you chicken soup, aren't you going home?
[Remember to apologize before your sister does, okay? Then hug me and cry your heart out. I love watching that!]
The comments section was filled with urging, but Tu Chaoxi stared at Tu Yao's back as she regained her energy for a long time.
Then he turned and went into the house.
The director, smelling the lingering aroma of chicken soup with regret, suddenly felt his eyelids twitch and looked up to see Tu Chaoxi.
He asked in confusion, "Teacher Tu? My sister just left, didn't you see her?"
Tu Chaoxi came in and sat down in the seat that Tu Yao had just been sitting in: "I saw it."
Having seen the look in Tu Yao's eyes when she asked him how to apologize, the director couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable when he saw Tu Chaoxi.
"I'm not trying to be mean, but Teacher Tu, you shouldn't have given my sister money yesterday. She's been supporting herself these past two years, and she's very independent. You just slipped her money as soon as you arrived. That was too impulsive."
After saying that, he realized he had acted impulsively. Tu Chaoxi was not one to listen to advice, and with that temper, she might really beat him to a pulp.
Surprisingly, Tu Chaoxi's expression turned slightly serious, and she nodded.
You're absolutely right.
The director paused, then quickly tried to salvage the situation: "Anyway... what I meant was..."
"...You can't just give her money directly. Instead of giving her money, you might as well help her find a way to make money."
Yes, that's it.
After all, it's better to teach someone how to fish than to give them a fish!
Tu Chaoxi paused for a moment, then nodded: "...I think you have a point."
"That's what I think too."
Director: ? ? ?
It's quite rare to see him so calm and composed; it's the first time I've ever seen him so composed.
After a few seconds of awkward silence, Tu Chaoxi suddenly brought up a topic.
"...Director, I heard your show is quite popular lately?"
The director's lips immediately curled up. That's true.
Just as he was about to say a few words of modesty, Tu Chaoxi suddenly looked up and glanced at him casually.
"Then tell me, isn't Tu Xiaomao a big part of the reason why this show is so popular?"
director:?
The director nodded subconsciously: "...Yes."
That's not wrong. So far, the most popular and well-received clips all feature Tu Yao.
This show is now basically inseparable from Tu Yao.
Tu Chaoxi nodded: "Then let's get back to the point, we all get paid for recording the show, right?"
The director's eyelids twitched twice more with practiced ease: "...Yes."
Tu Chaoxi continued, "Even though I'm an artist with a lot of scandals, you still paid me, right?"
directed by."
Tu Chaoxi: "Since an artist like me with a lot of scandals gets paid, shouldn't ordinary people who contribute most of the popularity to your show also get paid?"
Looking into his eyes, which were full of hints and were about to turn into explicit statements, the director paused, carefully considering his words before speaking:
"So... I should pay my sister some reward?"
Tu Chaoxi clapped her hands sharply: "Well said!"
director:……
Live stream room: ...
Ten minutes later, the director stared blankly at a newly typed contract in front of him.
Tu Chaoxi stared intently at the screen, muttering to herself, "The date is wrong; it should start from day one."
"This show also signed a non-celebrity, right? They're both non-celebrity, but he hasn't even shown his face yet. Tu Xiaomao has contributed more, so Tu Xiaomao should be more expensive than him."
[…So that's why I was so nice all of a sudden, I was waiting for this!]
[As expected of you, you didn't let your sister get away with a single penny from the contract you signed back then.]
I'm starting to wonder if these siblings are actually related; they always seem to be targeting the same person.
[Stop talking. Just now, my sister at least remembered to bring back two smoked chickens, but he went and stabbed the director in the heart.]
[...I told you my sister was already very kind.]
Tu Chaoxi quickly changed a few values and said seriously, "Of course, she has just come of age, so you don't need to give her so much money all at once, lest you scare her. Make a down payment first."
"But this contract needs to be signed as soon as possible."
The director wiped his face: "You're right."
The director glanced at the contract, paused for a few seconds, and then asked, "...Teacher Tu, how did you know your sister's ID number?"
Tu Chaoxi's movements stiffened slightly, but she quickly regained her composure: "I asked the village chief yesterday."
The director was still a little confused. Didn't the village chief say that they hadn't been able to find Tu Yao's family...?
Half an hour later, Tu Yao was stunned as she held the freshly printed two copies of the contract.
The director, fearing she hadn't understood, explained it again.
"Little sister, we're on camera, so I'm not trying to rip you off. Fifty thousand yuan is a bit less than what Teacher Tu and the others gave, but it's still the going rate. Of course..."
The director rubbed his hands together and said apologetically, "It's also because my team isn't very wealthy right now, but don't worry, Lin Jing is an amateur like you, and his price is about the same."
"Also, we won't give you the money right now. We'll have to wait until this episode of the show is finished recording, so you'll have to cooperate with us for the next month."
"Look, if you're willing, then sign the contract."
After the director finished speaking, he looked at her with anticipation.
Tu Yao remained silent. After a while, she suddenly raised her head and looked around.
At the table, Tu Chaoxi was stirring the pot of chicken soup half-heartedly, glancing over casually from time to time.
Tu Yao pursed her lips, and after a while, said earnestly, "Thank you, brother."
After saying that, he pressed his handprint down.
Tu Chaoxi was taken aback, then breathed a sigh of relief; at least it was done.
He awkwardly looked away: "Thank...why are you thanking me? This time it's not money I gave you, it's money you earned with your own skills, it's money the director signed off on, don't just stand there like an idiot and refuse it..."
Tu Yao immediately turned her head: "Then thank you, Uncle."
Tu Chaoxi: ...
Tu Chaoxi was not feeling well.
He touched his nose and said softly, "Actually... you could thank me too."
Tu Yao turned her head and looked at him with a helpless yet tolerant expression: "...Thank you, brother."
Tu Chaoxi felt relieved again.
I felt even better after taking a sip of chicken soup.
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