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Perhaps she was too tired, Xu Luoluo slept without any dreams. When she woke up it was already noon, but she didn't want to go out.
She quickly ordered takeout on her phone, finishing her brunch. Then, dragging her aching arms, she went to wash up. Although she wanted to sleep a little longer, she figured it was better to get ready before the dinner.
Tang Yizhuo told her that Producer Xu would also be coming. Although Xu Luoluo was a little intimidated by her, she still wanted to impress her with her best performance and strive for a long-term collaboration with a top producer in the industry. So, after drying her hair, she quickly applied some hair oil and sat down at her computer to open her email. She checked her unread messages and couldn't help but admire how reliable her junior was; he had already written and sent over his part of the plan.
She compared the two people's writing and discussion schedules and found that it was about the same as her estimated time. They could finish writing before the deadline, and there would still be some buffer time for some proofreading and revisions. She silently made a list of messages she needed to discuss with Producer Xu that evening, then let out a sigh of relief and sent Wang Haoran a thumbs-up on WeChat to show her appreciation. He quickly replied: "When are you going back to S City, senior? We're planning to find a time next weekend when everyone is free for the gathering we mentioned last time."
Xu Luoluo had completely forgotten about this incident and was deep in thought when the other party hurriedly added: Of course, I will definitely not fall behind in the work progress, boss!
She couldn't help but laugh, and the gloom that had just appeared in her heart was swept away: "Then I'm relieved. I'm fine. You decide."
"Okay, I'll let you know when I've placed the order!" the other person said. She thought to herself, "It must feel really good to be the leader of my junior. The things he says make you feel comfortable and at ease. No wonder everyone likes to be a leader."
Speaking of leaders, she couldn't help but think of her own leader, Tang Yizhuo.
Although she didn't know why he had asked her to attend, and she wasn't exactly good at socializing at banquets, she couldn't refuse the opportunity to build connections. She put on a misty blue evening gown, silver high heels, and styled her dark brown curls into an updo that revealed her long, slender neck, accessorizing with a delicate collarbone necklace. After dressing up, she looked at herself in the mirror—refined yet gentle, suitable for the occasion without drawing too much attention. She felt comfortable doing what she wanted.
While she was still admiring her perfectly appropriate outfit, her phone rang. It was a WeChat message from "Tangtang": See you in the garage in ten minutes.
The tone was incredibly cold and authoritative. Xu Luoluo rolled her eyes, but there was nothing she could say. The other party was indeed her boss, and she needed his help. She couldn't just leave like those young people in the recent news; she couldn't bear to give up her chances of staying here. When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. She typed "Okay," grabbed her handbag, and prepared to leave.
Tang Yizhuo was wearing a well-tailored dark blue suit. Although it was a proper suit, he had unbuttoned the collar, giving him a rather wealthy young master's air. Xu Luoluo sat next to the young master, glancing at him every now and then. There was no other reason than that he was too handsome, and this face-obsessed person couldn't resist looking at him. Since he seemed to be in a good mood being stared at, she simply couldn't bear it and openly admired him.
"Wipe your drool when you've had enough." Tang Yizhuo turned the steering wheel and drove towards the hotel lobby. "Gu Yue is very interested in you. You can go and get to know her later."
"What?" Xu Luoluo was taken aback, not even bothering to take his mockery seriously. "President Gu's sister is interested in me?"
"I'm a fan of your drama." With that, Tang Yizhuo stopped the car and opened the door. The doorman came over and took the car keys. Her own door was also opened, and she could only get out of the car gracefully without having a chance to ask any further questions. However, this information alone was enough for her to digest for a while.
Upon entering the hall, the guests were already toasting and drinking. President Gu was surrounded by everyone, and Tang Yizhuo and she greeted Producer Xu together before being surrounded as well. Producer Xu was also a popular figure, and Xu Luoluo managed to squeeze in a chat with her about the latest developments and project plans. However, she soon realized that this wasn't a place for deep conversations, so while the others were chatting animatedly, she quietly slipped away to the large rectangular dining table, grabbed a glass of champagne and a plate of chocolate mousse, and went to the balcony to relax.
"What...what's going on?" she muttered to herself, realizing she had overestimated her alcohol tolerance. She'd only drunk half a glass of champagne when a wave of dizziness washed over her. She quickly sat down against the wall, but still couldn't maintain her balance and was about to crash to the ground.
"Hey, what's wrong?" A pair of warm, soft hands supported her. Xu Luoluo, feeling dizzy, struggled to lift her head and saw a somewhat familiar face. It seemed to be President Gu's sister, Gu Yue.
Their eyes met, and the other person smiled slightly: "I'm Gu Yue. You're Xu Luoluo, right? Are you alright?"
"I think I've had too much to drink." Xu Luoluo subconsciously tried to straighten up but couldn't, so she could only smile apologetically and continue to lean on her to greet her, "Yes, I am. I'm sorry to trouble you so much when we've just met."
"It's nothing." Gu Yue glanced at her half-empty glass of wine, chuckled, and then blinked a little sheepishly: "I wasn't laughing at you. I just thought all the heroines you write are invincible drinkers, but I didn't expect you to be so adorable in real life."
Xu Luolu smiled wryly. She hadn't expected herself to be so easily intoxicated by just half a glass. She usually could drink a lot of beer, but the champagne was surprisingly strong. She had been careless.
"I was careless," she admitted honestly. "I thought I was immune to alcohol, but now I'm in trouble."
"Can I help you walk?" Gu Yue asked, helping her to her feet while still smiling. "We have a lounge upstairs; I'll take you there."
Whether it was because of Tang Yizhuo's previous instructions or Gu Yue's sincere act of offering help in her time of need, Xu Luoluo subconsciously trusted this girl from the moment they met. She thought to herself, "Thank goodness it was her. If others had seen us, not only would it have been embarrassing, but who knows what might have happened?" Thank goodness.
“I haven’t watched this kind of TV series in a long time.” Gu Yue chatted with Xu Luoluo about the drama she wrote in the elevator. “But yours is very different. I got hooked on it right away. Finally, there’s a drama where the female lead focuses on making money and romance is just a little treat in life.”
As she spoke, she looked up at the sky and sighed with delight, "Building a career is so wonderful."
Xu Luoluo felt like she had found a kindred spirit: "It really is! I was also thinking that I would write one myself because I couldn't find a drama that I wanted to watch."
"Is this your first script?" Gu Yue exclaimed in surprise. "You're so talented! Your first one is already so good. I used to like writing novels in high school, but then I got busy and stopped writing."
"I was indeed quite lucky." Xu Luoluo wasn't being modest; she genuinely felt she was fortunate. In terms of writing style, she wasn't the best; in terms of technique, she was just a raw, unknown writer back then. Her only strengths were perhaps her innovation and passion.
“Don’t be modest.” Gu Yue looked at her seriously. “I think you can go very far. I’ll take you to meet my brother later. His company is really short of creative talent right now, and he wants to talk to you too.”
The elevator doors opened with a ding, and Xu Luoluo was still staring in surprise, leaning against Gu Yue's arm because she was drunk: "Aren't we going to the lounge?" She wasn't in a good state to have a formal work discussion right now.
"Okay, you go and rest first." Gu Yue swiped her key card and led her inside. "Let me know when you feel better, and I'll arrange for you to stay at the restaurant on the second floor, how about that?"
Unable to refuse such a kind offer, and knowing that such an opportunity might not come again, Xu Luoluo quickly agreed, even though she was drunk.
Gu Yue exchanged phone numbers and WeChat contacts with her, then considerately closed the door and went downstairs to attend to her social engagements, leaving Xu Luoluo lying alone on the bed in a daze.
Is this what it feels like to receive a windfall?
She stared at the new friends on her phone, feeling an unreal sense of happiness. Her palms became sweaty, and the phone slipped down her hand. She was almost hit by this unexpected stroke of luck (the phone) and saw stars before she touched her sore nose to confirm that it was real.
It feels so good to have fans, and it feels even better to be able to ride on their coattails!
The intoxication came and went quickly. After lying down for a while, she felt much better. She opened a bottle of purified water and gulped it down, feeling refreshed.
Xu Luoluo walked to the bedside, sent a message to Gu Yue, and was about to open the window to let in some fresh air when she caught sight of two familiar figures standing in the garden.
How did these two completely unrelated people end up together? What are they talking about?
Xu Luoluo was frowning and deep in thought when suddenly another person walked by, turned around and pointed to her room. Su Ze looked in the direction he was pointing, and Xu Luoluo was so frightened that she quickly shrank behind the curtains. Although she knew that they couldn't see her from this distance, and that she couldn't hear what they were saying, she still felt guilty for spying on her.
Just then, my phone vibrated. It was Gu Yue calling: "You're recovering pretty quickly. My brother said he's in talks about a collaboration right now. Would you like to come over and have dinner with me?"
Could this partner be Su Ze and Producer Xu? Xu Luoluo thought about the figure pointing this way just now, and it seemed to overlap with President Gu's back.
Xu Luoluo couldn't help but glance at the garden again. Producer Xu had already gone back, while Su Ze and President Gu were still chatting.
She had assumed Su Ze and Company G had no further dealings, but she was surprised they could continue their collaboration. However, she couldn't understand why, since President Gu had already discussed cooperation with Tang Yizhuo—essentially a partnership with her company—he would bypass Tang Yizhuo and speak privately with Su Ze. And why was he involved with the producer? Was Su Ze making extra money? But such blatant actions didn't seem likely.
She wondered if she would run into Tang Yizhuo while eating, and she hoped not, because she hadn't decided whether to talk to him about this, and she wasn't sure if she could manage her expression so he wouldn't notice.
But fate had other plans. As soon as she went down to the second floor and opened the restaurant door, Tang Yizhuo was sitting at the table, looking at her with a relaxed air.
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