I was rebellious by nature, but I ended up becoming a top influencer.

Jiang Xue paused for a moment, then replied awkwardly, "We've already broken up, why are you still looking at him? Liu Chan, please stop bringing him up, okay? Wasn't it you who advised me to break up with him in the first place?"

Liu Chan sent a disdainful emoji: "Read it first, then we'll talk."

Jiang Xue reluctantly picked up her phone, about to turn on Kuaishou (a Chinese instant messaging platform), when she remembered she was still at work. So she grabbed two tissues and headed to her favorite spot for slacking off – the restroom.

Inside the small cubicle, Jiang Xue clicked on a short video pushed to her by Liu Chan on Kuaiyin, and immediately saw her ex-boyfriend Qi Tian holding a guitar and singing in a bar.

Qi Tian in the video seems to be a bit more handsome than he was a few months ago. I don't know if he used a beauty filter, but he looks very pleasant.

At this moment, he was gazing ahead with deep affection, and in his bright eyes, there was a feeling she recognized—the light that had always been in his eyes when they were deeply in love.

"I can't forget the first time I saw you..."

Jiang Xue was stunned.

The lyrics of this song are very straightforward, so straightforward that anyone who hears it will understand that it is a song for expressing love.

Liu Chan's message came quickly: "Tell me, does this poor guy still have feelings for you, or has he found someone new?"

"I feel that with his poor appearance, it will be difficult for him to find a second girlfriend, but he is quite good-looking, so maybe someone will be willing to throw themselves at him."

"Judging from his appearance, he's probably singing in a bar. It seems I was absolutely right to advise you to leave him. To end up singing in bars after graduation—you'll never have a good life with someone like that!"

……

Liu Chan's messages kept coming in, which also startled Jiang Xue out of her daze.

For a moment, she didn't know how to reply, because the song was so heartfelt and emotional. Looking at that familiar face, she immediately thought that Qi Tian was singing it to her, but she was also a little unsure, since they had broken up a few months ago, and who knew if he had a new love.

Qi Tian was very popular at school back then. If I hadn't used my charm to win him over, I wouldn't have had a chance.

However, due to a series of unforeseen circumstances, the two ultimately chose to break up because of one particular incident.

"I'm currently working on a contract; the client needs it urgently. Let's talk again tonight!"

Jiang Xue's mind was in a mess, and she lost interest in continuing the conversation, but Liu Chan's next sentence made her mind even more confused.

"Someone in the comments said he's a resident singer at a bar called Miao. Should we go check him out on Friday night?"

……

Qi Tian is now leisurely slacking off. Now that the script is confirmed to be filmed, he probably won't have much more time to enjoy.

However, since the beautiful director pays so much, working overtime occasionally is good for my physical and mental health.

dong dong.

A super message came in.

"Brother Tian, ​​Dog Fugui, don't forget me!"

Qi Tian replied instantly: "You owe me three cups of milk tea!"

dong dong.

"You big spender, you're already getting commissions, that's commissions from tens of millions of investments! And you're worried about a few cups of milk tea?" Sun Jing's cheeks puffed up with anger.

Qi Tian replied instantly again: "I want red bean filling, 70% sugar, heated!"

Sun Jing angrily picked up her phone and started placing an order.

This Qi Tian has actually turned things around. Did I misjudge him before?

Does this mean Qi Tian is about to become a handsome and wealthy suitor?

Is he really that talented?

Sun Jing quickly picked up her small mirror again and admired her makeup. After realizing that she was still as beautiful as ever, her little brain started working at lightning speed.

Should we give Qi Tian a chance to pursue himself?

……

After returning to his office, Guan Lu felt increasingly uneasy, so he turned around and knocked on Li Tianming's office door.

"sit!"

Li Tianming was making tea when he saw Guan Lu arrive and gestured for him to sit down and have some tea.

"Mr. Li, this short drama..."

Guan Lu cautiously glanced at Li Tianming's expression, and didn't finish his sentence.

"It's no big deal!"

Li Tianming's expression was hidden in the rising steam, making it impossible to discern his emotions: "She's the president's cousin. She has the ability to secure tens of millions in investment from the group to produce a short drama. That shows she's capable. We'll just wait and see."

"In that case, her prestige will gradually be built up."

As someone personally trained by Li Tianming, Guan Lu naturally understood that there were some things he needed to say himself.

Li Tianming slowly sipped his tea, a smile in his eyes: "The short drama market is just a mess. Do you really think short dramas are so easy to make? Do you really think you can create a hit just by throwing money at it? Even if you throw money at it, will you make money? There are plenty of people who lose money but gain publicity."

What can an intern screenwriter, a newcomer to the industry, possibly accomplish? Just wait and see; she'll be crying later.

Guan Lu quickly offered a barrage of compliments: "That's right, such a big project needs a leader like you, President Li, to oversee it. Does a mere parachuted-in director really think his position is something he earned step by step like you, President Li?"

"Tens of millions will be wasted, and you'll be the one cleaning up the mess for her in the end."

Li Tianming nodded with a pleased smile, but did not reply.

Seeing that Li Tianming was so calm, Guan Lu felt more confident and got up to take his leave.

On her way back to the office, Guan Lu saw Qi Tian drinking milk tea and, still annoyed, couldn't help but say, "Don't forget to hand in your summary before you leave work!"

Qi Tian nodded without saying a word.

Many screenwriters looked at Guan Lu with more evasive eyes, after all, everyone was starting to check their bank account balances these days.

The bait that Wang Jingjing threw out was simply too tempting.

The profit margin for short dramas is generally 5-7%, and for hit dramas it can reach over 10%. It may not seem high, but the short production cycle makes up for it. It's like a quick in-and-out process within a very short period of time, and anyone would be tempted by such a profit margin.

Moreover, everyone has already read Qi Tian's script, and it's much better than any scripts you can find elsewhere.

Guan Lu doesn't know much about short dramas, but the screenwriters present are all experts. This drama is likely to be a huge hit.

So right now, everyone is talking to their families about how much to spend to earn this extra money.

Even Sun Jing, who usually only knows how to put on makeup and dress up, is now posting on her WeChat Moments after buying Qi Tian milk tea: "The company is about to launch a big project, worth tens of millions, and we'd like to co-invest. Any brothers have any investment advice?"

Everyone was using their unique skills to prepare to board Wang Jingjing's big ship, which made Guan Lu, who was back in the office, furious but had nowhere to vent his anger. After thinking for a moment, he tagged Qi Tian in the group chat: "Has the summary been written yet?"

Qi Tian replied instantly: "It's finished!"

Guan Lu felt instantly relieved. So what if you have a script to invest in? You still have me completely under your control.

"Send it to the group!"

Guan Lu had just typed and sent the message when he saw Qi Tian send a PPT to the group.

He picked up his water glass, casually clicked on the PowerPoint presentation, and saw it start playing automatically.

However, after only a few slides of the PPT played automatically, Guan Lu's face turned completely dark.

With a "smack," Guan Lu slammed his water glass onto the table.

"Qi Tian, ​​do you want to quit?"