The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 161 I Can't Understand Them

"Brother Jie, is that kid really nobody?" In a private room of a tavern in Taohua Town outside the film and television city, the logistics staff who had just opened a can of beer asked curiously.

"Don't drink too much. You still have work tomorrow. If Producer Zhang starts to scold people, I won't defend you." Zhou Jie first warned him, then added, "At least not as far as I know. Xiaoyanzi told me that they acquired an advertising company, and he is the copywriter for that company."

"Xiaoyanzi treats him very well. She even assigns him an assistant." Someone immediately responded.

"And he seems to be from Taiwan." Someone else echoed.

"I asked him about that, too. He said someone had asked him to write a script, and this assistant was sent by the commissioning company," Zhou Jie said, adding, "He's indeed a writer, and his latest work is being serialized in Science Fiction World."

"Science fiction... is it also considered a novel? Isn't it just fantasy?" someone laughed.

"Why doesn't it count? Last year's college entrance examination essay asked us to write about science fiction." Someone argued.

"Did you miss the point? Brother Jie, if you say that the guy can write novels, I believe it; if you say that someone has an agreement with him for a script, I also believe it; but, which company agreed to the script and even specially assigned an assistant to the person?" someone said.

There was silence at the table for a few seconds, and then a group of men immediately echoed, "Yes, yes, that's right."

"I see, that's his little lover, isn't it?"

"Yes, yes, if they are not a couple, why do men and women live in the same room?"

"Why isn't he the one who keeps her?"

"How could Producer Zhang allow someone to bring a woman into the crew?"

"It's hard to say. I saw him coming out of Producer Dong's room at night."

After these last words were spoken, the table fell silent again, and everyone looked at the person who had spoken.

The assistant named Chen, who was in charge of props, shrugged and said, "I did see it."

"Speaking of which, who is this Dong Qing from Jinwu Pictures?" Zhou Jie suddenly asked.

"I know. I think she started out as a host at Shanghai TV. She later quit and went to work for an investment company. Two years later, she quit again and founded this Golden Crow Films," someone replied. "She must have invested quite a bit in The Legend of the Condor Heroes. Anyway, Producer Zhang was quite respectful to her."

"Is it possible that Dong Qing is the one who keeps Xu Jiuyang as his mistress?" someone suddenly asked.

This time the table was silent for only half a second, and then there was a sound of coaxing, and the group of men laughed ambiguously.

"Stop it, stop it," Zhou Jie came out to smooth things over, "Don't talk nonsense about this kind of thing."

"Okay, okay, let's listen to Brother Jie and don't talk nonsense." Someone responded with a laugh.

"That's right, that's right. Stop talking nonsense and change the subject." Someone followed to help change the subject.

But their knowing smiles never changed, as if they had found something interesting.

Someone who had no idea that his reputation was damaged had now returned to the small hotel in the film and television city and was typing away in his room.

And just like one time, I typed with gritted teeth, as if I had a mortal enemy with the words on the screen.

Similarly, he persisted until he typed the last word, then he tensed his body and finally revealed a look of satisfaction.

After a while, after dealing with the remaining debris, he immediately stood up and prepared to leave.

However, Dong Qing stopped him and said, "Mr. Xu, you haven't left any calligraphy yet."

Xu Jiuyang patted his head, then took the pen from her hand and wrote two correct characters with one extra stroke on her face.

Considering that she has only been here for a week, the number of times is a bit too much, but there is nothing she can do about it. After all, she has a very talkative tongue, and she seems to have escaped from a cage. The only person she is familiar with, Li Dabai, ignores her.

After writing it, he immediately took out his digital camera and took a picture of her smiling face while she was dressed elegantly.

After all, it is impossible to write indelible words with a ballpoint pen. Even if you want to write, you can't write on your face, so this is the only compromise.

In fact, this was the main reason why Xu Jiuyang couldn't stop. Dong Qing was definitely not the most beautiful, and in terms of temperament, she couldn't compare to Li Yunxin or even her three secretaries.

But she can do certain things in a completely normal, neither humble nor arrogant, dignified manner, as if they were no different from ordinary work that needed to be taken seriously, so much so that people feel like they are playing some kind of substitution game and no one can do it better than her.

Especially the sense of contrast is extremely strong. I don’t know if it is her nature or Li Yunxin’s method is amazing.

"I'm addicted, what should I do?" Xu Jiuyang came to the corridor outside and asked himself with some desperation.

Unfortunately, he didn't know either, so he could only continue walking towards the stairs, and then he saw Zhou Jie coming from the elevator.

"You're back, Brother Jie." Xu Jiuyang greeted him.

"Um...ah, I'm back." Zhou Jie nodded, but his expression was a little strange.

Xu Jiuyang didn't think much about it, passed him by, went down the emergency stairs to the next floor, and returned to his room.

"How's your revision going?" he asked directly after entering.

"It's been sorted out, Mr. Xu." Zhang Junning, who was about to close the computer, adjusted the rimless glasses on her nose, then stood up, with her chest puffed out and her head raised, expecting praise.

Although she still had a ponytail and a white shirt, she was no longer wearing a tube skirt and black stockings. After being bitten by mosquitoes for a few days, she changed into long pants with a sincere heart.

"Well, well done." Xu Jiuyang glanced at the script format on the screen and wanted to say something, then slapped his head and said, "Okay, I forgot about the computer at Dong Qing's place."

He was about to leave after saying that, but Zhang Yunning stopped him: "I'll go."

"You going?" Xu Jiuyang looked at her.

"There are a lot of people outside right now. It would be bad if we were seen." Zhang Yunning said this and then went out.

"Stop arguing." Xu Jiuyang only had time to say this.

They had confronted each other before. After all, one was Li Yunxin's person and the other was Angela's person. However, they soon ignored each other's existence. Perhaps Li Yunxin and Angela had reached an agreement.

It's just that they work harder on some things.

"So, who cares whether you see it or not?" he said with a sigh.

Logically speaking, after joining the crew, even if he didn't try hard to build good relationships with most people like he did in his previous life, he should at least make friends with Zhou Jie and others.

But in reality, apart from basic courtesy, he hardly made any friends.

On the one hand, of course, I was still reluctant to become an actor - agreeing to Fan Qiaoqiao and doing the job I was supposed to do did not conflict with my resistance to becoming an actor.

On the other hand, with Li Yunxin backing him up, it seems that he doesn't need to be servile everywhere.

Look, they even sent Dong Qing to join the crew, and Dong Qing basically doesn't interfere with anything in the crew. It's obvious that he just came here to listen to their orders.

Add to that Zhang Yuning sent by Angela... If he really encounters something on the crew that even Li Yunxin can't handle, then Angela will definitely show up and even join forces with Li Yunxin.

So, he was living in the same room with Zhang Yuning openly on the crew, and he would go to Dong Qing's room every day to enjoy special services. Would he still care whether he was seen by others?
"Maybe they want to exchange information." Xu Jiuyang continued to sigh.

Then the door opened, and Zhang Yuning walked in, holding a laptop. "I got it back, Mr. Xu."

"Hmm..." Xu Jiuyang nodded, threw his notebook on the bed, and pulled her to the bathroom.

"The sound insulation is not very good, remember to cover your mouth." he said.

"Don't worry, I haven't screamed out during this period of time." Zhang Yunning's eyes curved.

I don't know why she's so happy, maybe because she thinks she's defeated Dong Qing? But during this period, I only slept in Dong Qing's room one night, so how many other nights didn't I beat her?

I don't understand them.

(End of this chapter)