Jiang Ye and Chi Xun's gazes swept back and forth between the two, before they both turned to look at Pei Zhiyan.
Pei Zhiyan's expression didn't change much, but he was clearly a little uncomfortable. Seriously? Old Pei is jealous? Are he and Shen Lingshu sparking a romance?!
Song Shi'an followed Shen Lingshu out of the office. The corridor was quiet, with the faint sounds of machine testing coming from the research and development area in the distance.
Shen Lingshu turned around, her tone familiar. "Have you received the new movie script?"
Song Shi'an nodded. "Received it, and I've already finished reading it."
Shen Lingshu glanced at her watch. "Good, you've finished watching. You'll be joining the production team in a few days. Perform well, I'm leaving now."
After saying that, she walked away in her high heels, decisive and efficient. Song Shi'an stood there, puzzled. She called him out just to say these few words? The boss is quite considerate, huh?
He opened the office door, and Jiang Ye and Chi Xun pressed against the back of the door, almost falling headfirst out.
Song Shi'an looked at them suspiciously. "What are you doing?"
Jiang Ye waved his hand, straightened up without changing his expression, and said, "I didn't do anything. I was just about to open the door to leave when you came back."
Chi Xun adjusted his glasses and went straight to the point. "What did Eldest Miss Shen say to you?"
Song Shi'an shrugged. "Just let me join the crew and act well."
The two men clearly didn't believe it. "We called you out just to talk about this?!"
Song Shi'an nodded. "What else?"
Pei Zhiyan picked up the car keys from the table. "Alright, I've made a reservation. I'll treat you to dinner."
Upon hearing that it was time to eat, the three of them instantly forgot their previous gossipy thoughts.
The restaurant was a private kitchen nearby, and Pei Zhiyan had booked a private room in advance.
After having a good meal, Pei Zhiyan went back to the company to continue her work. Before leaving, she said, "Let's get together again this weekend," and hurriedly disappeared in front of the office building.
Jiang Ye and Chi Xun to go watch an e-sports competition, saying they had finally managed to get the tickets and didn't want to waste them.
Song Shi'an wasn't interested in the base-stealing competition, so he took a taxi back to his dorm to catch up on sleep.
I slept until evening, and when I opened my eyes, the dormitory was empty, with a sliver of orange-red sunset shining through the gap in the curtains.
He reached for his phone to check the time, but the bank notification on the screen instantly snapped him back to reality: 1.8 million yuan had arrived!
I sat up, rubbed my eyes, and counted again: ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions. The feeling of becoming rich overnight was a bit unreal, like a dream.
I wanted to splurge a little, but then I realized he doesn't seem to have any bad habits...
After agonizing for a while, I ordered a deluxe takeout, adding two chicken legs. While waiting for the delivery, I sent a 600 RMB red envelope in the F4 Group.
The red envelopes were all claimed instantly.
Jiang Ye: [Kneels down] Thank you, boss!
Chi Xun: "The boss is so generous!"
Pei Zhiyan didn't speak, but a transfer notification popped up on the screen the next second.
Pei Zhiyan transferred 2000.00 to you.
Jiang Ye: "???"
Chi Xun: "??? Why?!"
Pei Zhiyan: "Tenfold rebate, and you still haven't transferred it to me."
Jiang Ye sent a whole row of beating emojis in the group chat.
A few days later, Song Shi'an was packed into a van by Ji Shuyao and sent directly to the film set.
The first half of the movie has been basically filmed. Only a few key characters for the middle and later parts are still missing. Time is tight and the task is heavy. The entire movie needs to be completed before the Spring Festival.
Lin Fan sat in the passenger seat, chuckling as he flipped through the call sheet, "Bro, the script for this movie has supposedly been polished for several years, and the casting alone took over a year. The male lead, Lu Ci, is played by He Minglou, the Best Actor, and the female lead is Wen Qing, who has won a Hong Kong Film Hong Kong Film Awards. I never thought we'd get a piece of the action! This movie is guaranteed to be a hit when it's released!"
Song Shi'an leaned back in his seat and yawned. "Hopefully, how much longer until we arrive?"
Lin Fan glanced at him in the rearview mirror. Strange, he hadn't had much work lately, so why did he look so tired?
After receiving the money, Song Shi'an was excited for two or three days. He would check his balance every night before bed to feel at ease, and he spent money more lavishly than before, even daring to add two chicken legs to his takeout orders.
When a poor person suddenly becomes rich, they feel a little out of sorts. Once the initial excitement wears off, they become listless, like a taut rubber band suddenly slackening, leaving them lethargic and lacking energy.
The filming location was a constructed, abandoned city, reportedly costing hundreds of millions of dollars, specifically for filming post-apocalyptic and science fiction themes.
Artificial moss and rust covered the broken walls and ruins, overturned vehicles were half-buried in the rubble, and faded holographic billboards hung on the exterior walls of several dilapidated high-rise buildings in the distance. The whole scene was desolate yet realistic.
Many film crews come here to shoot scenes, and the waiting list can take several months.
Director He looked Song Shi'an up and down several times upon seeing him, nodded in satisfaction, and extended his hand. "Hello, welcome to the crew. Let's take the promotional photos today, and we can start the publicity campaign in a few days. We've finally got everyone together, except for you, the final boss."
Song Shi'an politely shook hands. " Director He, you're too kind."
The makeup artist was a foreigner with a full beard who specialized in special effects makeup. He had reportedly worked in Hollywood for several years.
Song Shi'an was used to his makeup artist praising him first, and then doing a lot of makeup because his features were too three-dimensional and needed to be made more ordinary to reduce his presence and make him less conspicuous in the crowd.
After finishing the makeup, the makeup artist stepped back two paces, examined her work, and helplessly shrugged. "That's fine."
Looking at himself in the mirror, Song Shi'an wondered if there was any difference. Apart from his features being softened and less sharp than usual, making him look more harmless, he realized that his expression was different.
His eyes were pulled down slightly, and the arch of his eyebrows was smoothed out, reducing the aggressiveness of his face by at least half. Coupled with his gaze, if he looked even slightly pitiful, it would seem like the whole world owed him something.
He changed into dark-colored work clothes that were deliberately distressed, with frayed edges on the trouser legs and cuffs, and the knees and elbows showing more pronounced wear marks, as if he had just crawled out of the ruins.
The makeup artist took two steps back, pinched her chin, and examined her for a long time, feeling that something was still missing.
He turned around and grabbed a pair of distressed goggles from the accessory rack, placing them on Song Shi'an's head. He then slung a faded canvas tool bag over his shoulder, patched upon patched, with the edges worn white.
Finally, he pulled out a colorful, hand-woven bracelet from the corner and tied it around his wrist.
The color of the bracelet has faded from washing, but the weave is very fine, making it look like it was given to him by someone important and has been well cared for.
After everything was done, Lin Fan took a look and was amazed to see a person who had suddenly appeared!
His work clothes hung loosely on his body, the sleeves rolled up to his forearms, revealing a section of his wrist and the old wristband.
Stray hairs fell across his forehead, partially obscuring his eyebrows and eyes. His goggles were perched crookedly on his head, making him look like a homeless boy who had been picked up from the ruins of Plague Town.
Cool and handsome, yet with a touch of cuteness, paired with that face, its charm is doubled.