Wenwen, still young, did not quite understand Hu Tao’s worries and propped up her little head, saying, "Sister Hu Tao, I don’t think you’re right. Even if soone is very capable, if their top priority isn’t the company, but so president, or shareholders, that doesn’t necessarily an they’ll seriously help the company, does it?"
President Yue just arrived at Xingyue; keeping this group of people around is just asking for trouble, isn’t it? What if they’re still thinking about Director Feng... secretly sabotaging the company, what then? President Yue isn’t without the ability to recruit new employees, as long as it’s for the good of the company, I think... I think she’s doing the right thing, isn’t she?"
Hu Tao’s mouth ford a straight line: "Forget it, we don’t quite agree on this, and there’s no point fretting about it, since... neither of us is on the layoff list yet."
Wenwen imdiately cheered up: "I knew President Yue was the best! I wonder if I’ll have a chance to transfer to the assistant team soday? I really want to witness Xue Yi rise up~ He used to be so miserable..."
She chattered on about sothing, but Hu Tao had already tuned her out.
Wenwen, being young, did not understand the purpose behind President Yue’s recent actions.
She was always on edge...
She shook her head after a mont’s thought...
Forget it, as long as I’m not cut, why worry so much? It’s not like I’m a leader!
Although that’s what she said and she consoled herself with these thoughts, like most people, they shared Hu Tao’s point of view, always feeling that the next wave of leadership decisions could hit them, making everyone incredibly nervous.
Elsewhere.
Xue Yi finally mustered up the courage and dialed the number buried in his phone book.
After several rings,
A woman answered: "Hello, who is this?"
"I am Xue Yi, Si Younian’s... school junior..." Xue Yi sounded a bit uneasy.
The woman chuckled lightly, her tone unclear whether she was mocking or sothing else: "Although I don’t know how you got Younian’s number, he has many junior schoolmates. If you were sensible, you wouldn’t disturb him when he’s busiest, would you?"
"I—," Xue Yi’s voice was a bit husky.
"Sister Guan, Younian will be done shooting soon!" Another voice called out noisily from the other end of the phone.
"Alright, I’m coming." The person on the other end cut the call without further ado.
Xue Yi clenched his phone tightly, his gaze dejected.
The corridor light fell on him; he looked like he was about to break.
Si Younian walked out of the studio, and Guan Chun handed him a bottle of water with deep affection in her eyes: "Are you tired, Younian? Have so water and rest a bit."
Si Younian took it, the slender fingers gripping the bottle, the tips glimring faintly white.
He tilted his head back, drank a couple of sips.
The rhythm of his swallowing, accompanied by the slide of beading sweat, stirred sothing in Guan Chun.
Without a fuss, she leaned closer to Si Younian, deliberately shifting the paper in her hand towards herself so that he might lean in closer of his own accord.
"Next up is the shooting for the DLRS endorsent. I’ll speak to the director here; let’s have you shoot a couple of scenes there first. If there are any changes needed here, we can co back and reshoot at night."
Speaking of reshoots, they actually had no intention of coming back!
With Si Younian’s current status, shooting a sweater advertisent was simply beneath his level!
DLRS is a luxury brand, their diamond watches alone sell for millions, not to ntion the prestigious crowd they attract. It’s simply a huge boost for Si Younian!
If it weren’t for this sweater contract, which his first agent had signed him up for five years, and breaking it would draw criticism from fans, Guan Chun would have liked to toss it aside early on.
What kind of class?
Daring to ride on the coattails of her Younian’s popularity?
Si Younian glanced at the schedule, his brows furrowing with confusion: "Sister Guan, we only have a few more scenes to shoot for Feiyang sweaters. Why go out of our way to shoot DLRS first and then co back to reshoot Feiyang’s?"
Guan Chun lowered her voice: "We’re running out of ti."
"How can we be running out of ti?" Si Younian earnestly said, "The ti for DLRS is at five o’clock, it’s only three now, and it takes at most half an hour to get there. Even if we finish shooting and reshoot scenes here, we’d still be on ti."
"What do you know?" Guan Chun frowned at him playfully, "Today, the Executive Director of DLRS is going to be on set. Shouldn’t we go earlier, to make a good impression?"
"Being punctual for the shoot and fulfilling contract obligations is enough to make a good impression," Si Younian insisted, "Besides, running back and forth is exhausting. Let’s finish here first."
Seeing Si Younian’s earnestness, Guan Chun bit her lip and revealed the truth: "I just checked, and your performance is more than sufficient! It’s the Feiyang director being nitpicky that’s making you reshoot so many scenes!
Younian, what’s your status now? And what brand is Feiyang? Just a sweater seller that can’t even make it into the third-tier fashion brands! Your first agent signed a five-year contract, making you waste so much ti!"
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