look at other people's president

After reading the script, Gu Anfeng lay on the bed thinking about what Rong Xiyuan said to him, and after a while, he remembered Dong Li's empathy for him. He couldn't help but touch his own heartbeat, feeling inexplicably longing and apprehensive.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. He raised his head and looked at the alarm clock next to the bed suspiciously. It was already eleven o'clock.

When he opened the door, it was an actress who greeted him today.They had worked together in a life drama before, and they were both soy sauce characters, nodding acquaintances.

The girl looks like Xiaojia Biyu, who plays a maid of the heroine in "The Palace of Chaoqi Yunsheng", which can be regarded as a more important role. She looks more touching than Gu Anfeng's impression, she smiled before she said anything, and asked: "An An, do you have any?" car, right?"

Without waiting for Gu Anfeng to react, she went on to say: "You can go with me tomorrow morning. I am very tired and boring driving alone. Can I ask you to help me as a driver?" Seek Gu Anfeng's opinion.

Gu Anfeng thought for a while and said, "Thank you, I don't want it anymore."

The girl looked puzzled: "Why?"

Gu Anfeng looked her in the eyes: "Your boyfriend will be unhappy if he finds out."

The girl was taken aback, and said, "It's okay, he won't mind."

Gu Anfeng raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and said sincerely, "But I don't mind."

He said goodnight to the girl quickly.

Lying back on the bed again, Gu Anfeng rolled over in melancholy.In various production groups, he has actually seen this kind of thing a lot, but it usually doesn't happen to him, because he has no reputation and no future.

He pulled up the quilt to cover himself in a fit of anger, he also wanted to fall in love, but everyone, vocal, silent, solemn, strange, told him that this circle is not a place suitable for wandering.

Why don't you think about how to get to the studio tomorrow morning? He sat up and began to calculate. If he took the earliest bus at 05:30 tomorrow morning, he would arrive at the studio at about seven o'clock. He has little qualifications, and most makeup artists would choose to give the job first. The young actor puts on makeup, ah, should I tell the makeup artist to put him a little later.But it's already midnight, it's not good to call now, forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow morning...

He was woken up, rubbed his eyes dimly and sat up, and then he was frightened.

After all, it is usually in movies that strangers suddenly appear in one's room.

The stranger was young and ordinary-looking. Seeing that Gu Anfeng had picked up the vase, he quickly stretched out his hand and said, "Calm down, Mr. Gu, I'm your assistant!"

Gu Anfeng froze for a second, deciding whether he was lying.The strange assistant tried to take the vase in his hand, and explained: "My surname is He, He Xingxing, a group of egrets flying into the blue sky, and President Dong transferred me here."

When Gu Anfeng heard Dong Li's name, he let go of the vase in his hand.

The assistant took out a card: "My work permit." Then he raised the paper bag in the other hand: "I also bought you breakfast."

Gu Anfeng complained while drinking preserved egg and lean meat porridge: "Then you shouldn't have come so early, I haven't woken up yet."

The assistant stirred his barley porridge slowly, took off his glasses that were blurred by the heat, and said, "Mr. Dong told me to come earlier, he said that you might have left later—you know to find a restaurant that opens at 04:30?" How difficult is the breakfast shop?"

"Do you eat pork buns?"

"No. I don't like salty food."

"Then I ate the last one."

"Okay. But the custard buns are all mine."

"can."

When the two went downstairs, Gu Anfeng was shocked again.

"what is this?"

"Arranged by President Dong, the nanny car."

"why?"

"Do you want me to take you to the set on a tricycle?"

Gu Anfeng said honestly: "I don't think I have reached this level yet."

He Xingxing was also very frank: "Well, as long as you understand."

Until Gu Anfeng got into the car, he was still thinking about it. He wanted to call Dong Li, but he was worried about disturbing Dong Li's rest.

Seeing that he was hesitating while holding the phone, He Xingxing reminded intimately: "Mr. Dong should have arrived at the company by this time." In return, Gu Anfeng gave him a suspicious look, as if asking why you know Dong Li's schedule.

He Xingxing decided to shut up.

Gu Anfeng dialed out and was quickly connected. Dong Li's gentle voice was a little low in the radio waves, and he asked, "An'an, what's wrong?"

Gu Anfeng hesitated a bit, and said, "That's... this morning..."

Dong Li understood, and said: "Xiao He went to find you, you are on the set, there are many people and things are complicated, you should have an assistant, the company has neglected it before."

"However, the car is too exaggerated. The company can actually allocate a scooter."

Dong Li smiled softly: "Nanny Che, you should be my fan."

"Ok?"

"Wuli An'an is going to be popular, and the nanny car represents the expectations of my fans."

Gu Anfeng was serious: "I don't accept gifts from fans."

Dong Li acted with him: "But I'm your No. 00 fan, can't I give you some special treatment?"

"Well, is that so? Let me think about it."

He Xingxing listened to them calmly, until Gu Anfeng hung up the phone, and then said flatly: "So you only said you deserved it for the nanny car?"

"……What's the meaning?"

"Do you know what I originally applied for?"

Gu Anfeng shook his head.

He Xingxing gritted his teeth in the rearview mirror, "I majored in business administration as an undergraduate, and I am applying for an assistant to President Dong."

"..."

"Of course," He Xingxing sighed, "Now that I think about it, when I was Guan Peisheng, I was a little stupid to give thousands of words to the big boss. I deserve to be relegated."

"However, you still don't want to think that I will wash your clothes and cook for you."

Gu Anfeng argued: "I don't need it either."

He Xingxing continued to sigh: "Mr. Dong doesn't plan to find someone to manage your financial contract, so I also took a broker's salary." He warned Gu Anfeng: "You'd better not worry, otherwise if I die suddenly while working two jobs No one will dare to take care of you."