The world of film and television begins with Zhou Bingkun in the human world.

"Zhou Bingkun, how's work? Is it going smoothly? Judging from your appearance, it should be pretty good, right?" Qu Xiuzhen looked at Zhou Bingkun with a smile.

Although Zhou Bingkun had once made Qu Xiuzhen cry, Qu Xiuzhen never caused Zhou Bingkun any trouble.

This time, it was also around the time she was leaving get off work when she happened to see Zhou Bingkun, so she came over and asked him how work was going.

When Zhou Bingkun saw Qu Xiuzhen, he rolled his eyes and didn't even bother to acknowledge her.

"Zhou Bingkun, as a young person, don't shy away from hardship. Although working in the slag removal workshop is indeed tiring, it's also a good opportunity for you to grow. I have high hopes for you..."

"You don't need to keep an eye on me. If you can, just pretend you never met me, okay?" Zhou Bingkun said in a very aggressive tone.

Qu Xiuzhen's expression changed slightly: "Zhou Bingkun, my work arrangements for you are completely reasonable and legal—"

"Hehe." Zhou Bingkun was too lazy to even talk to her anymore. He just chuckled and tried to walk around Qu Xiuzhen.

Qu Xiuzhen frowned as she looked at Zhou Bingkun.

She knew that Zhou Bingkun disliked her. After all, Zhou Bingkun had a perfectly good job in the MSG workshop, but because of her words, he was transferred to the slag removal workshop and became a slag remover.

However, Qu Xiuzhen didn't think she had done anything wrong at all.

The MSG workshop already has an overcapacity of workers; if Zhou Bingkun were to go there again, it would be a complete waste of human resources.

Zhou Bingkun looked tall and strong, the kind of man who would be perfect for manual labor as a slag remover.

Qu Xiuzhen felt that her arrangement for the workers was entirely reasonable and without any personal feelings involved.

As for what her arrangements meant to Zhou Bingkun? Did Zhou Bingkun feel wronged? She actually knew perfectly well that her actions had indeed wronged Zhou Bingkun.

So after seeing Zhou Bingkun, she planned to talk to him and then invite him home for a meal as compensation.

Unfortunately, Zhou Bingkun was too lazy to pay attention to her and didn't even want to say a word to her.

Qu Xiuzhen frowned as she watched Zhou Bingkun walk away, bypassing her. At the same time, her impression of Zhou Bingkun worsened. She felt that this young man was too selfish, petty, and didn't understand the spirit of sacrifice at all.

However, when she thought about her work arrangements for Zhou Bingkun, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty towards him.

Not far behind, Cao Debao noticed that Qu Xiuzhen and Zhou Bingkun seemed to be talking about something. His eyes lit up and he quickly came over.

"Hello, Secretary Qu, I'm Cao Debao, and I'm Zhou Bingkun's coworker in the same workshop." Cao Debao wanted to take this opportunity to get to know Qu Xiuzhen and curry favor with this leader.

"A coworker in the same workshop? What's your relationship with Zhou Bingkun like?" Qu Xiuzhen asked immediately upon hearing Cao Debao's words.

"I have a very good relationship with Zhou Bingkun. Zhou Bingkun has only been in the slag removal workshop for half a month. I have been taking care of him and helping him get familiar with the work for the past half month." Cao Debao remained calm on the surface, but was secretly excited in his heart. Then he made up a story, saying that he had a particularly good relationship with Zhou Bingkun.

"Oh? So you and Zhou Bingkun have a very good relationship?" Qu Xiuzhen's eyes lit up.

"Yes, yes, yes, Zhou Bingkun and I have a very good relationship. We're really good buddies." Cao Debao nodded vigorously.

"Since you and Zhou Bingkun are such good friends, why don't you tell Zhou Bingkun tomorrow that you'd like to come to my house for dinner together?" Qu Xiuzhen said to Cao Debao with a smile.

"No problem, Secretary Qu, I will definitely tell Zhou Bingkun, and then I'll take Zhou Bingkun and me to your house together," Cao Debao said excitedly, patting his chest vigorously.

With Cao Debao's assurance, Qu Xiuzhen left with a relaxed and happy feeling, leaving Cao Debao both excited and thrilled.

At this moment, Cao Debao's mind was completely focused on how to curry favor with Qu Xiuzhen tomorrow. As for Zhou Bingkun, with whom he had a very ordinary relationship, and whether he would be willing to go to Qu Xiuzhen's house with him tomorrow, he had not considered these things at all.

After all, in Cao Debao's eyes, Qu Xiuzhen was the secretary of the soy sauce factory. Everyone who saw Qu Xiuzhen would rush to curry favor with her. How could Zhou Bingkun possibly refuse Qu Xiuzhen's invitation?

The next day, when Zhou Bingkun arrived at the soy sauce factory, Cao Debao immediately ran to him.

"Bingkun!" Cao Debao greeted Zhou Bingkun warmly, even reaching out to put his arm around Zhou Bingkun's shoulder as he spoke.

Zhou Bingkun frowned, stepped back, and looked at Cao Debao with a hint of annoyance.

Although he and Cao Debao both worked in the slag removal workshop, apart from one conversation they had at the beginning, he hadn't spoken a single word to Cao Debao in the past two weeks.

The two were just ordinary coworkers, so Cao Debao's sudden behavior, in Zhou Bingkun's view, was a particularly lacking sense of boundaries.

Zhou Bingkun's retreat did not affect Cao Debao's mood at all. He continued to ask with a smile, "Bingkun, what's your relationship with Secretary Qu of our factory?"

"What's it to you?" Zhou Bingkun frowned. He knew it; why would Cao Debao suddenly be so enthusiastic towards him for no reason?

It's highly likely that Cao Debao saw him talking to Qu Xiuzhen.

"How can it be no problem? Secretary Qu invited me to her house for dinner yesterday. Let's go together after get off work," Cao Debao said with a grin.

Zhou Bingkun looked at Cao Debao with a cold smile. Although he didn't know how Cao Debao got involved with Qu Xiuzhen, he felt that Cao Debao must have used his influence to do this.

"It's settled then," Cao Debao said to Zhou Bingkun, ignoring Zhou's sneer.

"Go by yourself. Don't drag me into it," Zhou Bingkun decisively refused.

"No, Zhou Bingkun, do you know what you're saying? I'm taking you to Secretary Qu's house for dinner, and you're saying you don't want to go?" Cao Debao looked at Zhou Bingkun with a completely bewildered expression.

"I'm not going!"

"Zhou Bingkun! Are you out of your mind? You're not even going to Secretary Qu's house?" Cao Debao stared at Zhou Bingkun in astonishment.

"You're the one who's sick. Go yourself if you want to."

"No, Zhou Bingkun, you absolutely have to come with me to Secretary Qu's house—" Cao Debao said, reaching out to pull Zhou Bingkun away.

"Cao Debao, if you want to be Qu Xiuzhen's lackey, go ahead and do it yourself, don't drag me into it!" Zhou Bingkun pushed Cao Debao's hand away with a look of disgust.

"Zhou Bingkun! How am I supposed to go to Secretary Qu's house if you don't go? I'm telling you, you have to come with me to Secretary Qu's house today, or I will never let you off the hook—" Cao Debao was anxious and reached out to grab Zhou Bingkun's collar. After all, this was his only chance to get close to Secretary Qu, and he didn't want to give it up no matter what.

"You think I'm being too nice to you?" Zhou Bingkun was fed up with Cao Debao, so he swung his right hand and slapped Cao Debao hard across the face, knocking him to the ground.

Cao Debao was stunned when Zhou Bingkun slapped him to the ground.