I want to have a normal campus romance

Many times it’s not that I can’t say it, but sometimes I don’t dare to speak because of face or concerns, but more often there is not enough time for you to think about it. By the time you have thought it through... the girl has probably slipped away.

After all, reality is not a game. There is no time for you to pause and think. Many times I would sigh that if I had a pause button, I dare not say whether I could make a more correct choice.

But when I'm arguing with a nitpicker, I can definitely criticize him to pieces without having to regret after every argument why I didn't use the idea I just thought of to criticize him.

Fortunately, Xia Xiaoyao didn't seem to care about my boring and uninteresting opening remarks.

Come to think of it... She is a singer who is the center of attention. She must be surrounded by many people saying sweet words to her. One more or one less won't make much difference. Thinking of this, I feel a little relieved.

"Sister Ling was discussing business matters with Director Yang and Producer Liu. I couldn't get a word in and the atmosphere wasn't very comfortable, so I came out to get some fresh air."

However, after Xia Xiaoyao said this, she changed the subject, leaned forward and slowly looked at me. I subconsciously took a few steps back, but I didn't expect Xia Xiaoyao to press on and take two more steps forward.

"When did you hook up with the eldest daughter of the Mo family? Leniency will be given to those who confess, severity will be given to those who resist, so confess the truth quickly."

Hey, hey, hey... What's with the tone of a wife who suddenly discovered her husband was having an affair? Obviously, this kind of thing should have nothing to do with me!

But why do I feel inexplicably guilty when looking at Xia Xiaoyao's eyes?

"Ahem...what do you mean by hooking up? I met you through a legitimate means, okay?"

"Um...blind date?"

When I heard Xia Xiaoyao's words, my eyes bulged and I almost choked on my saliva. I quickly said to her:

"How is that possible! Mo Yuhan is only seventeen years old! How can she go on a blind date when she's not even an adult yet?"

"It's not impossible. Don't big families always arrange marriages for their children in advance?"

"Do I look like a rich kid from a big family? Would a rich kid put up posters outside in the hot sun when meeting you for the first time? Didn't I just say at the table... I'm that girl's tutor?"

At this point, my eyes twitched, but I was secretly wondering in my heart... Born into such a family, would Mo Yuhan also be betrothed as a child? Or was there any so-called marriage between big families?

Of course... I don't know about this. After all, whether this kind of thing happened or not, you wouldn't tell me, an outsider, right? After all, I am just a tutor. No matter how much I am valued by Mo Fushan or recognized by Mo Yuhan, I am still an outsider.

"Oh my god, why are you looking at me like that?"

When I came to my senses, I was startled by Xia Xiaoyao who was almost sticking to my face, and her eyes revealed deep suspicion. No...it was completely questioning, right?

Although I know that I am indeed just an ordinary college student, and being a tutor for a rich girl like Mo Yuhan is simply a blessing from my ancestors, but you don't have to look at me like that, right?

"Are you really her governess?"

"Is this true? Besides... I am still the special guest male lead of your crew. In terms of weirdness... the two don't seem to be much different, right?"

After hearing what I said, Xia Xiaoyao's fair face suddenly turned red for some reason, as if she had thought of something. I was stunned because I had never expected why she would suddenly blush at this time.

Could it be that she felt a little shy after I touched the soft spot in her words?

That’s not right...she’s not such a thin-skinned person?

"I'm really embarrassed that you have the impression that I'm thick-skinned."

Holy shit, can this girl read my mind? Or did I just talk to myself again?

But looking at her angry look, she was really cute. Of course... I didn't dare to touch the tiger's butt at this time, so I waved my hand and said with a smile:

"Ahem, how could that be? That's not the case at all. What I mean is that in my mind, you are always calm and composed, and you can handle things calmly without getting scared. Even if Mount Tai collapses in front of you, you won't change your expression."

"Humph."

After I praised her like this, her complexion looked much better, which made me feel relieved.

"You must have used these sweet words to seduce girls before, right?"

"That's really embarrassing. I'm 22 years old, male, and have only had a few relationships, all of which failed. If I were really good at sweet talk, wouldn't I be surrounded by beautiful women now... ahem, shouldn't I have been famous in school for a long time... that... shouldn't I have been... a long time ago..."

"Look, you can't even find a reason yourself."

Damn, why do I feel like I am getting more and more absolute the more I talk? Why do I feel like I have everything I said? But I am really just a single nobleman!

But I can't be sunk at this time, right? So I coughed twice and said casually:

"Why do you care so much about my private life?"

However, my casual remark seemed to have stepped on the tail of Xia Xiaoyao, the little tiger. She suddenly became nervous. She thought about it for a long time, and the ponytail on her head swayed with the shaking of her owner, which was very interesting. However, she reacted quickly, as if she had thought of something and quickly explained to me:

"Ahem, as the male lead of the crew, I need to know whether your private life will affect the normal release of the MV."

"what?"

When I heard what Xia Xiaoyao said, I was stunned for a moment and wanted to say something... but I found that what she said seemed to be right. After all, if an artist is involved in any bad deeds, many film and television dramas he has participated in will be affected.

But I’m not an artist yet. At best, I’m a little more advanced than an extra. Does that count?

That's not right. I, Lin Ran, have always done things honestly and uprightly. I have never changed my name or surname. When I was in primary school, people even called me Little Lei Feng. Why am I so panicked now?

Well, I swear on the lamp, what I said is true.

Chapter 146 Do you believe it? Take a guess.

"Mr. Lin... and Ms. Xia, I'm really sorry. I'm deeply sorry for the negligence we caused."

"The hotel will compensate you later, thank you for your understanding."

When I returned to the private room, I found that the room, which had looked a little messy due to the power outage, had now returned to normal, not much different from how it looked just now.

If the waiter hadn't been holding a broom and cleaning up the broken glass on the ground, I would have thought the power outage was just an illusion.

At this time, the floor manager who was standing nearby, after seeing us pushing the door in, kept bowing and apologizing to me. I didn't say anything when I saw this. After all...I didn't suffer much loss myself.

Maybe a little bit of...reputational damage?

I pulled out a chair and sat back on it carelessly. I wanted to chat with Xia Xiaoyao to kill time, but I found that the atmosphere at the dinner table seemed a little serious. Everyone was eating in silence. Director Yang was holding a cigarette in his hand, and Producer Liu was also smoking.

However, compared to Director Yang, Producer Liu was indeed very anxious, which could be seen from his small action of frequently dusting off cigarette ash. Especially after he saw Xia Xiaoyao and I coming in, his face looked even more worried.

"Producer Liu, now that the filming has begun, I think the male lead role should be decided. There's no need to worry about it anymore, right?"

"Director Yang, I told you the truth. Although I am the producer of the crew, I am still the agent. I can turn a blind eye to small matters, but matters involving the lead actors are all decided by the company's top management. I have no right to interfere."

Producer Liu put out the cigarette in his hand when he said this, and then pretended to be worried. However, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was just talking in circles, and it was obvious that he did not want to take responsibility in this regard, and began to push the matter up the ladder.

I don't find this very strange. In fact, I have been working for such a long time and have seen many people and things. There are many people like Producer Liu, who rush to take power, but when they have to start taking on obligations and responsibilities, they start to push themselves up layer by layer.

They take the benefits for themselves, their superiors decide the responsibilities, and their subordinates bear the blame.

I could hear it, and Director Yang could naturally hear it too. Seeing Producer Liu's anxious attitude, he couldn't help but frowned, hesitated for a few times, and then slowly looked at me.

"Lin Ran, what do you think?"

I was really stunned by Director Yang's question. Although I knew Director Yang was in urgent need of someone to help him out, he couldn't ask me, right? I wasn't as good at talking as these experienced people. Could I just say, "Sir, I think there must be something fishy about this?"

Even Xia Xiaoyao looked at me worriedly after hearing Director Yang suddenly ask me a question.

However, after seeing Producer Liu pause while taking out a cigarette, I quickly realized what Director Yang meant. I secretly sighed that the old ones are the most experienced. It turned out that he went to such great lengths to call me over just for this moment.

I felt more at ease when I thought of this. Since they want to use my power to bully others, I don't have to worry too much. Since I have to act... naturally I have to act like a more convincing "tiger".

So I deliberately didn't say anything, but just imitated the little gesture that Mo Fushan often used, and started tapping the table with my fingers. This way, everyone could realize that I heard what Director Yang said and was just thinking about it for a while, and this rhythmic sound could also give others an invisible oppression.

"Producer Liu, can I ask a question?"

"Uh... hehe, Mr. Lin, please feel free to say it."

After hearing what I said, although Producer Liu smiled on the surface, some sweat appeared on his forehead. Of course, I knew that he was not afraid of me, but my power was just gained by pulling the banner of others.

"When you say senior executives, do you mean a certain group of people in the head office, or the board of directors?"

"this......"

"Ahem... Let me interrupt, Mr. Lin, although I know you are Miss Mo's teacher, this involves the internal decision-making of the group. You should not have the right to ask about it, right?"

At this moment, Director Hu, who had been sitting at the dinner table without saying a word, suddenly interrupted me when he saw that the situation was becoming one-sided. I was a little confused at once. You know, he looked like he didn't dare to breathe just now, so why did he suddenly jump like that?

However, I have to say that Director Hu is indeed a veteran who has been in the industry for many years. My questioning was resolved with just one word. Although this word is very offensive, I have to say...simple and crude is always the most direct and effective way.

This sudden appearance of a Cheng Yaojin completely disrupted my train of thought, so I subconsciously looked at Director Yang who was sitting not far away, but Director Yang's face also showed some surprise, as if all this was not within his expectations, which made me feel a little unsure.

After hearing what Director Hu said, Producer Liu seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and took advantage of the situation to say to me with a smile:

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Lin, I really can't disclose the company's decision."

Seeing the situation slowly developing in an unfavorable direction, I suddenly felt a little bad. If I gave in here, it is very likely that I would lose my job. Just when I was at a loss and didn't know where to start, Xia Xiaoyao, who was sitting next to me, suddenly said:

"Who can ask about this?"

When Xia Xiaoyao said this, she immediately nudged me with her leg under the table, and I realized that she was giving me a good entry point, so I took over her words tacitly and said to Producer Liu:

"Producer Liu, I wonder what level of rank in the group is qualified to inquire about or make decisions on this matter?"

"If it's convenient, it would be best to tell him his name and position so that we can contact him by phone."

After I finished speaking, Xia Xiaoyao also added fuel to the fire in my words, with a hint of husband and wife following each other's lead... Ahem, no, no, it should be... it should be called working together! Um... yes, working together!

Since everyone knows that I am Mo Yuhan's tutor and have a close relationship with Mo Fushan, why am I still pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger?

I'm going to come clean and I won't pretend anymore. I do have connections within the Mo Qian Group, and some connections with the chairman. Can the so-called senior management be more powerful than Mo Fushan?

Of course... I'm not brave enough to interfere with the internal decision-making of Mo Qian Group so casually, but that doesn't stop me from bluffing. And since Mo Yuhan is here... it means that Mo Fushan is deliberately setting up a stage for me.

This is a typical coward's game. The bet is whether I dare to make the call after he opens his mouth!

So... take a guess.

Chapter 147 Unexpected Visitor

When Producer Liu heard this, his originally calm expression became a little anxious, and Director Hu's face turned a little ugly when he saw that the balance of victory was tilting towards me.

Just when we were at a stalemate, there was a knock on the tightly closed door. Director Hu, as if he had found a life-saving straw, quickly asked the waiter to open the door, but his help was obviously not enough.

The young waiter standing at the door was about to open the door when he was stopped by the experienced waiter next to him. The waiter looked at me inquiringly, as if asking me if I wanted to open the door.

After thinking for a moment, I looked at Director Yang who was sitting in the main seat. I saw that Director Yang was smoking with his eyes closed, as if he wanted to let me handle it or choose completely. So after hesitating for a while, I chose to let the waiter open the door.

After seeing me nod in agreement, the waiter slowly opened the door. After seeing this, Director Hu's face suddenly became a little embarrassed and fell directly. There was some unfriendly look in his eyes when he looked at me.

Of course... I've experienced this kind of malicious gaze so many times that I'm used to it now. I don't feel anything special about it. At most, I feel a little awkward when being stared at.

Although I really want to take advantage of this opportunity to press on, Producer Liu is not a fool. He will definitely choose to let the people outside the door come in to buy time so that he can regroup and think about how to deal with the situation.

Even though I might be playing into his hands by doing this, the so-called coercion requires at least one of the above conditions to be successful -

Or they have overwhelming power...they can truly crush their opponents, leaving them defenseless. No matter how many means they have, they are useless in the face of absolute strength.

Or they take advantage of information gaps to create an illusion of relative advantage, and through slight concessions and intimidation, break through the other party's psychological defenses and achieve their own goals.

But no matter which method is used, in order to succeed, it is necessary to create a feeling or illusion that the other party is going to lose.

My original plan was to use the second method. After all, the first method would be basically impossible unless I suddenly became a senior leader of the Mo Qian Group after waking up one day.

But now it seems that the second point is also impossible. After all, Producer Liu will not let go of the life-saving straw in front of him, so instead of wasting time, it is better to start a new round of offense and defense.

With the heavy sound of the wooden door closing, a man who looked like the hotel manager walked in with an apologetic look on his face, followed by a group of waiters holding tablet computers.

I was shocked when I saw this, but fortunately the supervisor seemed to be afraid that we might misunderstand him, and as soon as he pushed the door open, he said to us in a very apologetic tone:

"For the accident today, on behalf of our hotel, I would like to express my sincerest apologies. In order to make up for your losses, our hotel will present a VIP card to everyone present here as a token of our sincerity."

After the supervisor finished speaking, he bowed to me very politely. The other waiters also followed the supervisor and bowed to express their apologies, as if they had received special training. I felt inexplicably embarrassed.

After apologizing, the supervisor waved his hand, and the group of waiters behind him came to each of us with tablets and started entering information for us.

This can't help but make me sigh that this hotel is really rich. Every person has an Apple tablet, and they sell them like wholesale. If I were given one, I could probably brag about it to Fatty and the others for a year.

　 "Sir, please enter your personal information here so that we can register you."

"Oh well."

As I said this, I took the tablet that the waiter handed to me, and after sighing about how good it was to be rich, I started entering my information.

I don't really care about this. My personal information isn't valuable anyway and has probably been sold wholesale for a few cents.

However, when I finished entering the information, the system popped up the words "unknown error".

Seeing this, I thought it was a network problem, so I entered it again, and even checked the information above to make sure it was correct just in case. Then I pressed the confirm button, but found that the system still popped up an error window.

???

What's going on? Is this God telling me that I'm not destined to get this good job?