Being a bug in a survival game

The curly-haired woman looked slightly startled: "...Well, what's your name, Su..." She was not at the scene at the time, and only learned about it afterwards.

But as he was just a little assistant, the curly-haired woman didn't pay much attention to him.

"Her name is Su Tingyu." Shan Yu said.

"Okay, Sister Yu."

The curly-haired woman didn't ask Shan Yu why he wanted to check on an ordinary person, because she knew that Shan Yu didn't need an agent who asked questions and often pointed fingers, so she agreed directly.

The two left the lounge together and headed to the filming location.

"By the way, those scripts from last week were all pushed to me. Apart from this drama, I will not accept new dramas or endorsements recently." On the way, Shan Yu thought about how he would have to do it every few days in the future. The dungeon only enters once a day. If you stay outside filming, it will easily cause unnecessary trouble.

"It's all pushed..." The curly-haired woman was surprised.

Although she has only been with Shan Yu for a year, she also knows that the latter is a money-hungry workaholic. As long as he gets well-paid scripts and endorsements, he will take them all if his schedule does not conflict.

Even when he was sick, he still worked. This was the first time that the curly-haired woman heard Shan Yu take the initiative to lighten her workload.

Shan Yu asked back: "Is there any problem?"

"No... no problem, I will push those scripts and endorsements later." The curly-haired woman said quickly.

"Well, also, the martial arts gym I signed up for has doubled the training time. You can plan your schedule."

"OK."

Seeing that the curly-haired woman didn't ask any questions, Shan Yu looked back with slight satisfaction.

This parallel paradise will not feel peaceful...

Shan Yu doesn't trust anyone, and she never trusts any backer. She only trusts herself.

...I can only believe in myself.

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Five p.m.

Shan Yu finished his day's work and returned to the hotel he had booked tiredly.

After locking the door of the hotel room, closing the windows and drawing the curtains, Shan Yu turned on all the lights in every corner, then took a change of pajamas and bath products and went to the bathroom.

Similarly, he locked the bathroom door, took off his clothes, and soaked in the bathtub filled with warm water.

Almost half an hour later, Shan Yu walked out in loose pajamas, wiping his hair with a towel and taking out a hair dryer.

Just as he was about to dry his hair, Shan Yu's mobile phone left on the bed rang.

Shan Yu put down the hair dryer, walked over in a few steps, picked up the phone, glanced at the note on the caller ID, and paused slightly.

Then, with a swipe of his finger, he connected the phone.

A faint smile appeared on Shan Yu's face:

"Godfather, why do you have time to call me?"

The slightly playful and doubtful voice made the middle-aged man on the other end laugh.

"Haha, by the way, I haven't seen Xiaoyu for a long time. It's because my godfather was negligent." The middle-aged man laughed.

Shan Yu smiled brightly and slightly raised a strand of hair on her chest with her fingers: "Then...is there any compensation?"

"Let's do this. You go home in three days. Me, you, and your brother, let's have a good get-together. How about it?"

"Okay." Shan Yu's eyes flashed slightly, but his tone remained unchanged.

"That's it...don't work too late or too tired."

"Okay."

After the call ended, Shan Yu threw the phone back on the bed, and the smile on his face instantly disappeared.

What trick does this old fox want to play?

Just a simple family dinner?