"Ahem, now that you know each other's names, you're practically acquainted. Getting to know each other will make you familiar. It's tiring standing here talking, let's go inside and sit down."
Shang Shuchen noticed the hushed conversations around him and quickly called out to everyone to head towards the main house's lounge, where there was a guest room where they could sit and rest for a while.
"Weren't we here to ride horses? What are we going in there for? To chat? That's so boring. Let's go straight to the stables to see the new horse my brother bought. I'm really curious."
Shang Shujue found Shang Shuchen's reaction a bit strange. After asking these questions, he realized that the way people around him were looking at him seemed a little odd.
He paused unconsciously, then suddenly remembered that his body was in a script that everyone disliked, and it all became clear.
These people don't like him, which is a coincidence, he also doesn't like strangers, so let's just ignore that.
"Let's chat for a while before you go over. The five of them need to rest too. They filmed for a long time before you came. You can tell from their period costumes that they're filming a period drama."
Shang Shuchen's mind worked incredibly fast, and what he said was both very reasonable and logical. Historical dramas involve a lot of action scenes, requiring wire work and such, which is very tiring.
"Yeah, Brother Jue, we were just suspended by wires, and my arms and back are really sore. I'm worried I won't be able to hold the reins or something..."
Xia Dongyuan reacted quickly as always. After he said that, what reason did Shang Shujue have not to go in and sit down?
The other four missed another golden opportunity, filled with regret and a bit of anger. "You're such a smooth talker!" they thought. ꐦ≖ ≖
"Okay, let's go inside and sit down. Brother, can you show me the photos first? I'm really curious."
[Oh my~ Looking at pictures of horses while eating melons is so great, hehehe, Nuomi, don't tell me yet, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back my laughter. You can tell me after I'm ready~]
Shang Shujue's voice and inner thoughts rang out together, leaving the staff member who had been told to shut up speechless, unsure how to react to the situation.
Shang Shuchen had already gotten used to it, and Shang Shunan was gradually getting used to it as well. He had no choice but to get used to it; it was his little brother, and he had to get used to it, since the voice wouldn't just suddenly disappear.
"Okay, I'll have someone bring you the photos and information in a bit. If you like something, write it down. If the horse recognizes you, then you can go see it."
"Okay, let's go."
At Shang Shujue's command, the group went to the main house together. Shang Shuchen followed behind, turning back to instruct the director, "Don't let them discuss these things. Some things are best left unsaid, understand?"
Although the chief director was still somewhat surprised, he was a man who had seen a lot in his life, and immediately nodded, saying to him, "I know what's important, President Shang worry."
Shang Shuchen patted his shoulder, turned and left. The director sat there, unconsciously touching his throat. He couldn't even speak, let alone tell anyone. He almost suffocated. The feeling of being choked was too uncomfortable.
"What's there to discuss? It's impossible to even say it out loud."
The others who were about to speak nodded in unison. Yes, it was impossible to say it out loud. They had discussed yarn balls, but those who hadn't heard anything at all found their cryptic exchange utterly baffling.
"Director, what are you talking about? Is there something wrong with Shang Shujue, oops, I mean, that young master? He seems fine to me."
In the quiet photography studio, this seemingly trivial question suddenly appeared, drawing everyone's attention. Those who couldn't hear their own thoughts shared his confusion, while those who could were surprised, and inevitably pondered many things.
"It's nothing. In this industry, you shouldn't ask questions you shouldn't ask. That's the rule. Xiao Ren, you've been in this industry for so long, you should know this rule. Do I need to teach you how to do it?"
The director, listening to his assistant's voice, couldn't help but be surprised. He couldn't hear Shang Shujue's thoughts, even the odd-job staff could hear them, but he couldn't. What did this mean? Was he the only one who couldn't hear them?
"Director, I'm sorry, I forgot, I'll fix it."
Xiao Ren was surprised and flustered that Lao Deng, who was usually quite lenient with him, would suddenly turn against him today. Had Lao Deng discovered what he had done?
"Okay, could you drive to the nearby store and buy two cases of bottled water to distribute to everyone? Everyone should rest, and we'll continue filming once they come out."
The director felt he needed to investigate; this must be a clue. Otherwise, why couldn't the person he trusted so much hear such strange sounds? There must be something wrong. Better to be safe than sorry!
Later, the director discovered that one-third of the staff were unable to hear their true feelings. After investigating, he found...
These people were basically all undercover agents sent by the opposing side to steal secrets and information; even Xiao Ren was an undercover agent.
His goal was bigger; he wanted to steal company secrets, but he lacked the ability and ended up becoming one of Shang Shuchen's men instead.
Director: Hmph! You dare lie to me? I'll send you to jail! I'm furious!