"Maybe they wanted to establish their authority in the production team by influencing Yao Weiran's casting decisions."
Yan Xianjue frowned as he listened.
He immediately sent Ji Xi a message, telling him to find out who had brought those two people in.
Then he snapped at Lei Xuan, "I remember giving you the authority to fire anyone you weren't satisfied with."
Lei Xuan kept one hand on the steering wheel and vaguely raised the other. "Don't just scold me. Wait until Yao Weiran gets here and scold us together."
Lei Xianjue's words were cut off halfway. "So now you're talking about sharing sweetness and hardship together?"
Lei Xuan thought about it. "Sharing sweetness, maybe not. But we can share hardship."
Yan Xianjue rolled his eyes.
But Lei Xuan had been right about one thing: there was someone farther ahead who deserved a scolding more than he did.
So he accepted Lei Xuan's suggestion that he and Yao Weiran should get scolded together.
The two got out of the car together, and Lei Xuan led him into the casting hall.
Yan Xianjue did not go over immediately. Instead, he casually found a nearby corner to sit in and observe how they selected people.
The moment he sat down, he frowned again. "Why is Zhuang Yushu here too?"
Lei Xuan looked up at that.
He was seated beside Yan Xianjue, with a small temporary notebook at hand.
Every so often, he jotted down a few words in it.
Yan Xianjue had no idea what he was recording, nor did he care much.
What he wanted to know was why Zhuang Yushu had so much free time.
Lei Xuan said, "Oh, he came to act opposite the leads."
Yan Xianjue complained speechlessly, "Is he addicted to playing emperors?"
Lei Xuan shrugged. "It's precisely