The assistant director smiled. "Not per episode, but per day."
Wen Feiran: !!!
His eyes instantly turned into renminbi symbols.
What did social anxiety matter? What did being afraid of cameras matter? What did getting cursed at matter?!
As long as the money was right, none of that was a problem!!
Hesitating for even a second would have been disrespectful to money. Wen Feiran sold his soul without hesitation. "The contract is there in black and white. It's legally binding and can't be changed."
That was exactly what the director had in mind. "Right, you can't go back on it later."
Both sides felt they had gotten a fantastic deal and immediately confirmed their intention to sign the contract.
The assistant director personally saw Wen Feiran to the door. Only after Wen Feiran repeatedly declined did he give up on arranging a car to take him home.
The elevator doors slowly closed, and the assistant director's face disappeared from view. Wen Feiran stayed quiet for three seconds, then could no longer contain his excitement. He hugged the contract and kissed it twice.
This was his security for the rest of his life. Good life, here I come!
The elevator stopped on the first floor. Wen Feiran finally got his emotions under control and walked out, his eyes curved in a smile.
At the end of the hallway, a group of girls wearing work badges approached, chatting excitedly.
"Did Wen Feiran really come to our company?"
"Then will he be at the next recording? He's already been on the trending searches several times, and lots of people are threatening not to watch the variety show without him."
"I heard he's already left the meeting room. Let's hurry and see him!"
Wen Feiran had been absorbed in his own world, but he was so sensitive to his own name that he stopped in his tracks. Once he heard what they were saying, he nearly broke out in a cold sweat.
He didn't want people crowding around to stare at him like he was a giant panda!
Wen Feiran pulled down the brim of his hat and tried his best to make himself inconspicuous. He hurried along the wall, and as he passed the girls, his heart nearly stopped.
Fortunately, he was covered up from head to toe, without an inch of skin showing, and made it past them.
After rounding the corner, Wen Feiran finally let out a long breath, but at the same time, he discovered another problem.
To avoid them, he had chosen a direction completely different from the one leading to the entrance, but... he was lost.
He couldn't go back the way he had come, so he could only proceed tentatively, hoping to circle around and leave through another exit.
He didn't know what area this was. It was very quiet, and the air conditioning was blasting. Goosebumps rose on Wen Feiran's exposed skin, and he grew even more panicked.
Just as his thoughts were running wild and he thought he had wandered into
another
world, he finally heard familiar human voices.
His eyes lit up, and he immediately headed over. The voices grew clearer.
"Xiaoxiao, what do I have to do for you to truly fall in love with me, keep your eyes on me alone, and never give those bastards another glance?!"
Wen Feiran: "..."
Wen Feiran: "..."
Wen Feiran: "..."
That familiar feeling—why did he always run into things like this, ahhh?!
Wen Feiran was thrown into disarray for a second and turned to leave without hesitation, but across the long corridor, he saw that the group of girls on the other side had already caught up.
His heart tightened, and he immediately stood at attention on the spot. After agonizing for three seconds, he made his choice.
He held down the brim of his hat and covered his face with his hand, not daring to lift his head as he walked forward. The sound of the man and woman arguing grew clearer.
Sorry, I'm just passing through. I didn't hear a thing.
But just as he drew near, a sudden pain struck the back of his hand, and something shiny fell at his feet.
Forced to stop, Wen Feiran instinctively picked up the ring and looked up at the couple.
The brim of his hat blocked his view, and before he could see their faces clearly, the man in the couple, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, acted without a moment's delay. He suddenly rolled his eyes and collapsed to the ground.
Wen Feiran: ...?!!
Hello, police? I'd like to report someone trying to scam me here!
Chapter 15: The Mysterious Man
The air nearly froze, and the entire
space
was thick with awkwardness. Wen Feiran and the woman in the couple stared at each other, their expressions different.
Wen Feiran slowly took out his phone, but just as he was about to dial, the woman stopped him.
"Don't worry, I know this has nothing to do with you. There's just something I'd like your help with."
Wen Feiran asked warily, "What is it?"
"Help me take him to the hospital." The woman silently looked at her boyfriend on the ground, a trace of disdain in her expression. "He's such a big lump. I can't drag him away on my own."
Wen Feiran fell silent for two seconds. "Then I'll call an ambulance for you."
"No." The woman paused, then suddenly leaned in close to Wen Feiran's face. "I'm something of a public figure, and this relationship is highly controversial. If we call an ambulance, the paparazzi will latch onto me. Who knows what tomorrow's front-page headlines will say?"
Wen Feiran narrowed his eyes at her. She had a very pretty face, and her claim to be a celebrity was indeed convincing.
The woman saw through Wen Feiran's thoughts and said, slightly hurt, "You don't even recognize me. Looks like all my years of hard work have been for nothing."
Wen Feiran smiled sheepishly. "I just don't follow the entertainment industry."
The woman spotted a flaw and looked at him in confusion. "If you don't follow the entertainment industry, why are you here?"
"..."
Wen Feiran opened his mouth, then closed it again, looking utterly foolish. He really couldn't come up with an answer, so he could only point to the spot by his feet. "Your boyfriend is still lying on the ground."
"Oh, I forgot about him." The woman was quick to act. "You take his shoulders, and I'll take his feet. Let's get him to the back door."
Wen Feiran nodded.
The woman clearly didn't have much of her attention on her boyfriend. Unwilling to let it go, she said, "Haven't you watched A Moment of Blooming Beauty? It's the latest hit drama, number one in the ratings!"
Wen Feiran said helplessly, "I'll watch it when I get home."
Seeing that her recommendation had succeeded, the woman finally gave a small nod.
A grown man was heavier than a pig. The two of them struggled to carry him, their faces contorted with effort, when Wen Feiran heard a familiar voice.