I, holding the script, kidnapped the male protagonist's benefactor

Ji Yu was stunned by what he said. Why did he bring up the question of whether he had a girlfriend?

However, Ji Jingming's words immediately made a face appear in his mind.

If I really have a partner, it’s not my girlfriend.

"I don't have a girlfriend. I just think that after a long time, some people who don't know the truth might misunderstand me. As a man, it doesn't matter to me, but Hou Bei is a star now, so this is not good for her."

"Oh, you have a point." Ji Jingming's eyes flickered. "But it's hard to clarify right now. Just bear with it for now. If you have a chance, you can tell your fans later."

Ji Yu nodded. Since the fans didn’t go to the main person and complain, they couldn’t just jump out and explain.

That would make it seem like there is something fishy going on.

The best option is to treat it coldly like now.

The next day, due to stimulation, Mo Rusheng did not make as many NGs as yesterday.

She would even be like Hou Bei, humbly asking seniors in the crew for help when she encountered something she didn't understand.

Everyone was happy to see that she calmed down so quickly.

Because she worked overtime until midnight yesterday and couldn't sleep in this morning, the resentment of being forced to get up early dissipated by 70% to 80%.

The remaining 20% ​​to 30% disappeared without a trace until noon, when someone sent two cars of afternoon tea and dinner in the name of Mo Rusheng.

When you are busy every day, you can eat delicious food, which will make you feel better.

The other party also arranged dinner for the crew today.

The crew's dinner wasn't bad, but it wasn't that delicious either.

This is a uniform lunch box that the crew specially found a restaurant to make. It is usually difficult for such large quantities of food to have all the flavors at the same time.

We had a delicious afternoon tea and a sumptuous dinner in the evening.

The atmosphere of the entire crew became relaxed, the only thing that remained unchanged was the director's scolding.

Even delicious food could not change his bad temper and strict demands.

Mo Rusheng's reputation in the crew also returned to last week.

"I heard that today's afternoon tea and the dinner we are having now were treated to by Mo Rusheng's number one fan. He is so rich. This event must have cost at least hundreds of thousands of dollars."

The staff of the props team peeled a nine-segment shrimp, dipped it in some sauce, put it into his mouth, and showed a satisfied expression.

"It's great to have money." Ji Yu, who has become familiar with the props team, also looked emotional.

"You know, this fan of Mo Rusheng is very rich. After Mo Rusheng debuted, she spent a lot of money just to buy the things she endorsed. She made a little star who just debuted have the ability to bring goods like a traffic star."

Zheng Hao from the props group obviously knew a lot and couldn't help gossiping with Ji Yu.

Ji Yu used to help them with work when he had nothing to do, so now they get along like brothers.

During this period, the other party gossiped with him about many things.

Hearing him gossiping again, Ji Yu immediately put on a listening attitude.

"This fan of hers is so rich, so he must have spent a lot of money on her in the past two years, right?"

The other person likes people who listen to you carefully, and their desire to gossip will be even stronger.

"That's right. Someone has done the math and found that at least this much has been spent over the past two years." Zheng Hao held up five fingers.

Ji Yu's eyes widened: "Five million?"

Zheng Hao said proudly: "Of course not. Five million is not worthy of the status of a big boss. It should be fifty million."

Ji Yu hissed, "How come my artist has never met such a big boss!"

Zheng Hao couldn't help laughing at what he said, "You are such an interesting person. It seems that you really love your artist and always think about her. I have never seen a celebrity assistant like you."

Ji Yu explained: "What true love? I just think that if Hou Bei becomes famous, my salary will also increase."

Zheng Hao smiled, clearly not believing it, "I've seen all the photos of you and your artist, and many of your fans are still your CP fans."

Ji Yu resisted the urge to hold his forehead, "How did you know?"

"I saw it online. Your artist has been quite popular recently, especially after your CP came out. I saw some fans fell in love with your artist because of your looks. This is the first time I've seen an artist rely on an assistant to increase his followers, hahaha."

Ji Yu thought that it was really spread in a small circle. Even Zheng Hao could see it, so there must be even more people who saw it.

He suddenly thought that Yuan Shenghe might have seen it as well.

That shouldn’t be the case. Yuan Shenghe doesn’t go online, and he is on a business trip abroad recently.

The new project is rather tricky and requires his personal involvement. The early stages involve negotiations, which are generally laborious and time-consuming, so he cannot return to China for the time being.

He is so busy, he will definitely not see it.

Yuan Shenghe really doesn't read these entertainment news, but someone will tell him.

This person is Zhou Yuliang. He is currently cooperating with Ji Yu, so he will pay attention to Ji Yu.

In addition, he is the president of an entertainment agency, so it is easy for him to get in touch with these things.

When he learned that many fans were supporting the couple Ji Yu and Hou Bei, he asked his assistant to find those photos for him.

After looking at the photos, Zhou Yuliang immediately called Yuan Shenghe who was far away abroad.

"How's the project going lately?"

It is night here in China, but it is morning in Yuan Shenghe's country, so the time difference is quite large.

"You woke me up to ask this?"

Yuan Shenghe doesn't get grumpy when he wakes up, but he also doesn't like being disturbed when he's sleeping.

"Of course not. I was trying to remind you that your old house is about to catch fire."

Hearing Zhou Yuliang's mean voice on the phone, Yuan Shenghe was unmoved. He got up from the bed, put on his robe and walked towards the bathroom.

"Just to be frank, what old house do I have?"

"That's why I usually tell you to surf the Internet more and stop being obsessed with work. If you don't even understand this, you will have no common topics with Ji Yu in the future if you continue to understand it like this."

After Zhou Yuliang finished speaking, he knew that he would be impatient, so he immediately got to the point.

"Of course it's your Ji Yu. You can tell from the photos I sent you."

Yuan Shenghe took the phone away from his ear and clicked on a few photos sent by Zhou Yuliang.

Ji Yu's figure suddenly appeared in the photo. The boy was holding a piece of paper in his hand, with his head lowered. His long black eyelashes drooped slightly, forming a beautiful arc. He was focused and gentle as he helped the girl in the photo wipe her face.

The girl seemed a little embarrassed, her cheeks blushed slightly, and she didn't dare to look at the boy.