Script Completion

At 2 AM, Li Xun finished writing the script for Episode 5 and then turned off the lights to sleep.

The next day, he woke up a bit late and barely managed to clock in on time. As soon as he sat down at his workstation, Wang Hai sidled over.

"President Dai was just asking about you."

"Asking what?"

"President Dai asked why you weren't here yet. I said I thought I saw you just now, figured you must have gone to the restroom. Guess what President Dai said?"

"What did she say?"

"President Dai didn't believe me at all. She said that you're already late on your second day at work, which shows a very problematic work attitude."

"Was that all she said?"

"No, as President Dai turned to leave, she muttered something under her breath. It sounded like, 'This guy is the best at talking nonsense; you can't believe anything he says!' I didn't quite catch it. Oh, you didn't lie to President Dai, did you?"

"No way!"

This woman still doesn't trust him to keep his mouth shut! Is she warning others about him? Basically saying, 'This person is unreliable, so don't believe anything he says'?!

Li Xun sat at his workstation and continued writing the script, feeling a bit dejected.

Ten thousand yuan isn't easy money. This grudge is settled!

He regretted it so much!

Why did he do that back then?

If time could turn back, Li Xun would never have taken that drink.

If he hadn't had that drink, he wouldn't have gotten drunk. If he hadn't gotten drunk, he wouldn't have—he'd kissed her a hundred times, yet hadn't savored a single taste!

Wasn't that like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit?

He had to bear her wrath even without savoring the taste; he lost out on this one!

Drinking leads to trouble!

If he hadn't had that drink, would he have passed out after only a hundred kisses?

He should have at least...

Never mind, never mind.

In short, the only word is regret!

Around 11 AM, Li Xun stretched lazily. The script for the first arc of Young Bao Qingtian—Famous Throughout the World—was finally finished.

"Brother Wang, if we finish a script, how do we usually give it to the boss?"

Wang Hai typed away and replied casually, "Just email it to President Dai. She's personally overseeing this project. By the way, do you know President Dai's email?"

"Wait, you finished the script?" Wang Hai suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Li Xun, asking incredulously.

Li Xun nodded and said, "Not the whole thing, just the first six episodes. My script is episodic, and the plot of the first six episodes forms a complete story. You can judge the potential of this show based on these first six episodes alone, so I plan to send them to President Dai first."

Wang Hai wrote an email address for Li Xun with a pen and then looked at Li Xun with amazement.

Even if Li Xun's script was terrible, the speed was astonishing!

Even if it was just the first six episodes, he wrote them in two days?

And it's one of the most notoriously difficult genres to write?

Since when did mystery dramas become so easy to write?

Did he just roll his face across the keyboard?

Wang Hai suddenly felt curious.

Li Xun organized the script and sent it to the email address Wang Hai had given him.

Wang Hai pushed off the ground with his foot, sliding his chair over to Li Xun, and asked curiously, "Six episodes in two days, how is that possible! Can I take a look?"

Li Xun was indifferent. He opened the document and said, "Feel free to look. Give me some feedback while you're at it!"

Meanwhile, in the Vice President's office, Dai Ying was on the phone.

"Mom, don't worry, your daughter won't be alone forever. I'm so outstanding, what man would I be afraid of not finding?"

The voice on the other end sighed, "Daughter, it's precisely because you're so outstanding that Mom is even more worried. You're making tens of millions a year, what kind of man is worthy of you! How many men worthy of you are still unmarried? My daughter is so accomplished, she can't possibly have to settle for a divorced man for her first marriage, can she?"

"Oh, Mom, just relax. There are 1.4 billion people in the country. There are plenty of outstanding men. There will always be someone worthy of your precious daughter. Stop worrying!"

"Stop worrying? How can I not worry? In our village, even people with missing limbs or intellectual disabilities have matchmakers coming to their doors. Your daughter is better than them in every way, yet our doorstep is quiet. Our daughter is so accomplished, but apart from the first two years after you started working, we haven't even seen a matchmaker. What kind of situation is this?"

"If there's no one suitable in our hometown, find someone in Jing City. What's there to worry about!"

"So, you have someone suitable around you? How old is he? Is it his first marriage? What does he do? How much is his annual salary?"

A figure suddenly flashed through Dai Ying's mind. This was the first man who had kissed her, and the first man she had actively kissed, albeit while drunk.

To stop her parents from worrying all the time, she decided to tell a lie.

"Mm!"

"What do you mean 'mm,' you brat? Is it real?"

"Mm!"

"Quick, tell your mom, how old is this young man, and what does he do?"

"Oh, Mom, it's not a sure thing yet! He's 4 years younger than me, my subordinate, and currently a screenwriter. He makes over a hundred thousand a year, but his job has high commission rates. If he writes one or two hit TV shows, the fame and connections he builds would be enough to last a lifetime."

"Four years younger, that's good! A woman four years older brings good fortune! Twenty-five years old with over a hundred thousand a year isn't bad, it's hard to find guys like that these days. Mom's telling you, men have pride. Don't talk to him disrespectfully just because he's your subordinate. No matter how much you earn, a woman should still be gentle when she needs to be. Don't look down on him just because you earn more, understand? Oh, right, do you have a photo of him? Send it to me and your dad, so we can give you some advice."

"I'll think about it. Gotta go, I need to work."

Dai Ying quickly hung up the phone. She touched her cheeks, which felt hot. She had a guilty conscience, as if she had committed a crime. She had barely spoken a few words to him, yet she was already trying to make him seem like an enemy. Now, she was secretly giving him the identity of a boyfriend behind his back. Was she crazy?!

"This must be kept strictly confidential. Besides my parents, no one else can know, especially him! If this gets out, I might as well jump into a river!" Dai Ying vowed silently.

Dai Ying poured herself a glass of cold water and drank it down in gulps. Her face no longer felt as hot. Then she remembered her mother asking for a photo, and her face started to heat up again.

"What excuse can I use to take a photo?" Dai Ying fretted.

She happened to see an email notification on her computer and clicked on it. It was from Li Xun.

Dai Ying was a bit curious. Why would he send an email? Could it be the script for that suspense project? Impossible, he'd only been at the company for two days!

If he sent it by email, he must have at least finished the first two episodes, along with the outline, synopsis, and character bios, right? Was he that amazing?!

Young Bao Qingtian: Famous Throughout the World?

It really was a script?!

But who was Bao Qingtian?

Due to temporal divergences, not many people knew of Bao Zheng in this timeline. This was because novels like Three Heroes and Five Gallants, storytelling, and various operas did not exist in this world. Therefore, Bao Qingtian was by no means a household name or a major IP in this world.

Half an hour later.

Dai Ying pressed the internal extension on her phone: "Xiao Ting, go find Producer Tang Jiahe, and see if Director Kong Teng is around."

Taking a deep breath.

Dai Ying clasped her hands tightly together, a sign of extreme excitement. She had a vague feeling that this Young Bao Qingtian might stir up a storm even greater than The Coroner!

But, could this really be a script he wrote in just two days? And it wasn't just the first two episodes as she had imagined, but a full six episodes, a complete mini-arc!

Was it possible? Dai Ying couldn't believe it, but the facts were right in front of her, and she had no choice but to believe!

Was this what geniuses were like?