If she were to be honest, she would realize that during the time she was with Ruan Weisi, she had been conscientious and not at all irresponsible.

I was afraid that she would get sick or feel unwell, so I took care of her carefully and made sure she was worthy of the salary I paid her.

But Ruan Weisi, how could you say such a thing?

How could someone so beautiful be so vicious?

"Why are you crying? Don't cry! Isn't it okay for me to listen to you?"

However, Ruan Weisi's expression changed, full of heartache and helplessness, and he raised his voice.

While wiping her tears, he said with superb acting skills: "I'm just talking to you, why are you crying? Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, okay? I'll go talk to the director."

"What's going on?"

The screenwriter watched this scene and stared at the assistant with unfriendly eyes, as if he wanted to kill her with his eyes.

"Here's the thing, Director Wang, screenwriter, my assistant said we can't film the scene where I fall into the mud."

Biting her lip, Ruan Weisi looked embarrassed and said awkwardly: "She said it was too ugly and didn't fit my image as a fairy. I..."

"I didn't say that! I didn't say that!"

Unable to bear it any longer, the assistant suddenly exploded and shouted, "You are slandering me! It's obviously you who didn't want to be filmed, it's none of my business!"

Tears fell in strings.

She didn't want to be so embarrassed, but she couldn't control herself, and her whole body was shaking.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry. It wasn't you who said that. It was me who wanted to change the play."

With a look of compromise and indulgence, Ruan Weisi hurriedly responded and nodded, "It's me, Director Wang, I don't want to film this scene. Okay, don't be angry, don't cry..."

On the surface, it was an admission, but it looked like he was forced by his assistant.

"Wei Si, why are you so soft?"

The screenwriter was so frustrated that he couldn't help but say angrily, "An assistant is always making trouble, and you still indulge her? She's so arrogant that she thinks she's so great!"

"Screenwriter, please don't say that."

Ruan Weisi shook her head and explained with a worried look on her face, "She's just under too much pressure at work. She said that no one on the crew likes her... She's doing this for my own good, please don't misunderstand her! It's okay, it was me who wanted to change the script. I didn't want to film it before either. Please don't have any bad thoughts about her."

She really knows how to talk. The more she tries to smear herself, the more things get uglier. Everyone looks at the assistant with more and more strange eyes.

"I'm not, I didn't!"

The assistant choked with tears and tried desperately to defend herself.

However, among so many people present, no one was willing to believe her.

Yeah, who would believe her?

One is an assistant who is annoying and keeps interfering with the plot all day long.

One is a pretty fairy with a gentle and amiable smile, who always buys milk tea and snacks for everyone.

She covered her face in despair.

"Don't forget the confidentiality agreement you signed."

Ruan Weisi had a worried look on his face and wiped her tears with a tissue.

Her red lips moved slightly, but her words were cold and threatening: "Can you afford the penalty for breach of contract? Just do your job honestly, and we'll have a pleasant cooperation, isn't that good?"

The assistant bit his lips tightly, knowing that he could not afford the compensation.

"You, how could you be like this..."

The young assistant was shaking like a sieve and couldn't control himself. He ran out crying.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Ruan Weisi's face was full of worry, and he subconsciously wanted to chase after him.

"Alright, alright, let her cry if she wants to. She's already grown up, how could she be lost?"

Wang Zheng's face was filled with impatience. He slapped the script in his hand and said angrily, "What kind of princess does a lousy assistant think she is? Ignore her and just keep filming!"

"This……"

Ruan Weisi looked embarrassed and sighed.

Folding her hands together, she looked pitifully at the stagehand two steps away and cautiously requested, "Could you please give my assistant a glass of lemon Yakult? She likes it. Something sweet might make her feel better. At least...it can help her get some water."

How many people can bear the soft pleading of a beautiful girl?

The male attendant was indeed soft-hearted and nodded without hesitation, "Don't worry, Weisi, I'll go right away."

Ruan Weisi immediately broke into a happy smile and nodded, "Thank you, thank you so much!"

Gentle, kind, polite and friendly.

No wonder everyone in the crew likes her so much.

"No wonder that assistant is so arrogant."

Wang Zheng couldn't help but frown, looking at her and pointing, "You're too soft-hearted. That little assistant is always causing trouble. Why are you thinking about her?"

"At least, she takes really good care of me."

Ruan Weisi smiled and changed the subject: "Director Wang, don't be angry, it's okay. But... this mud scene..."

After hesitating for a moment, she smiled sheepishly and said, "I'm afraid that when my assistant comes back later and sees me insisting on taking the photo, she'll start crying again."

"Deleted, deleted."

Waving his hands impatiently, Wang Zheng said in a deep voice, "Change it to something else. Screenwriter, please revise it."

The screenwriter opened his mouth.

This is a crucial plot, how can it be so easy to change?

But the director had already spoken, and thinking of his generous salary, he could only sigh: "Okay, I'll make some changes in the next two days."

Having achieved his goal, Ruan Weisi chuckled and thanked him with a well-behaved look on his face.

In the corner of the crew, where no one was paying attention, the flash lights quietly lit up and went out.

During the time when Ruan Weisi was busy filming, Ruan Xingchen, in addition to attending school as usual, was also selecting investment projects for the second round of his investment company after recovering the first round of profits.

After reporting on his work, Ruan Xingchen pushed the fruit plate on the table in front of Han Xiuqi, and his eyebrows curved.

Her red lips curled up slightly, elegantly and calmly: "Assistant Han, please have some fruit first. Let me take a look at the documents."

"Thank you, Ms. Ruan."

She was as beautiful as a spring flower, and Han Xiuqi's gaze seemed to be burned. He looked away and said calmly, "By the way, Mr. Zhong Zeshan, whom Ms. Ruan asked me to investigate earlier..."

"He has a habit of going to Sofia Western Restaurant on the fifteenth night of every month for dinner, staying from five to eight o'clock."

fifteen?

Isn't it today?

Ruan Xingchen's expression changed. "Such a regular habit, does this Mr. Zhong have obsessive-compulsive disorder? Or is he someone special?"

"There's a blind female pianist who comes to this restaurant and plays the piano for three hours on this day every month."

With a look of keen appreciation for her, Han Xiuqi said gently, "Mr. Zhong will give her a bouquet of water-colored hyacinths."

Water hyacinth?

Ruan Xingchen rubbed his slender knuckles along the edge of the document twice, and chuckled thoughtfully, "Assistant Han is truly capable."

"Ms. Ruan, you are too kind."

Han Xiuqi smiled.

Sofia Western Restaurant is an affordable Western restaurant. Its decoration still has some style from the last century. It is a place that people from the upper class would never go to normally.

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