After drinking, Fang Qiao came out of the hotel and found more than a dozen missed calls on her mobile phone, all of which were from the crew.
It was only then that he remembered that there seemed to be a very important scene to be filmed today, and as a professional background board, he still had a few lines.
Fang Qiao rushed to the set with his waist supported, and found that the air pressure was a bit low as soon as he entered.
"What's the matter with you!" The great director who was sitting at the door jumped up and shouted at Fang Qiao: "It's a big trick, isn't it, let the whole crew wait for you?"
"???"
Fang Qiao clearly remembered that he only had three lines today:
"Master"
"yes"
"OK"
There are so many servants, just find one to push it up. Could it be that the machine can't be turned on without him
Fang Qiao lowered her head and accepted it obediently, promising that she would never be late again.
After the director had finished training, Fang Qiao walked aside, grabbed a familiar little girl from the prop group and asked, "Did the director eat gunpowder today?"
The little girl said: "It's really unlucky for you to hit the muzzle of a gun."
"What happened?"
The little girl glanced at Han Jiayue's private dressing room, and said in a low voice: "The big star is playing with his temper. He was out of shape early in the morning. He didn't pass any of the shots today. The director dare not get angry at him..."
"... So I had to vent my anger on me." Fang Qiao understood that he was an innocent victim.
But in fact, Fang Qiao is not innocent at all.
In the dressing room, Han Jiayue crossed his arms and his handsome face was full of anger.
Last night Lu Yanzhou said that he would come to see him later, but he sat in the hotel all night without seeing anyone, he couldn't get through the phone, and the assistant didn't let go.
He must have been pestered by some shameless little vixen!
The more Han Jia thought about it, the more angry he became, and he felt very unwilling. It's not long since I've been in the position, and several brand endorsements haven't been finalized yet, how can I fall out of favor so quickly.
At this time, the phone rang, and when Han Jiayue looked at the caller ID, the corners of his drooping mouth couldn't help but twitch.
He picked up the phone, pretending to be indifferent: "Which one?"
"Baby is angry?" The voice on the other side was gentle and provocative.
Han Jiayue "hummed" carefully.
"The party was too late last night, so I didn't come here because I was afraid of disturbing your rest. Tell me, how do you want me to compensate you?"
What Han Jiayue was waiting for was this sentence, he stopped holding it, and went down the steps: "Why don't Mr. Lu do you a favor by coming to the production crew tomorrow to visit me?"
"OK."
When dealing with lovers, Lu Yanzhou has always been responsive in small matters, and he can be called a model financial supporter. He showed up on the set the next afternoon and prepared refreshments for all the staff, being considerate and thoughtful.
The people present more or less knew something about the relationship between this handsome and rich boss and the male protagonist, and all cast envious looks at Han Jiayue.
Han Jiayue was extremely proud, and followed Lu Yanzhou all the way to greet the director and producer, acting like a royal lady.
Lu Yanzhou greeted him as an investor, feeling that the task was almost completed, he thrust his hands into his coat and prepared to leave.
Turning around, I just saw a person squatting in the corner, wrapped in a thick down jacket.
Lu Yanzhou burst out laughing.
Han Jiayue followed his line of sight, not knowing that this was the "little vixen" in his mouth, and proudly introduced to Lu Yanzhou: "This is my little fan."
"Oh~~" Lu Yanzhou raised his eyebrows, and exaggeratedly drew the end of the sound.
In fact, he was quite surprised to see Fang Qiao here. He remembered that he had told his agent to help Fang Qiao with some work, but he didn't ask any more questions afterwards, and he didn't know that it was stuffed into this drama.
The crew was ready to start filming immediately, calling Han Jiayue over. Lu Yanzhou was not in a hurry to leave now, and walked slowly towards Fang Qiao's place.
"Look so serious?"
Fang Qiao was idle and bored and was reading a script as a novel. He didn't notice someone approaching. When he heard the sound, he raised his head, just in time to meet an unfamiliar face who was bending over.
"Lu, Mr. Lu, why are you here?"
Fang Qiao dyed her hair back to black for the filming of this movie. At this time, her head was slightly raised, looking ignorant and well-behaved.
Lu Yanzhou rubbed the top of his head and said, "Let's go, accompany me to the lounge."
Fang Qiao, as a small player, only had her turn to use the common room, where there were many people talking and props and costumes flying all over the place on weekdays.
When the two went in, it was rare that there was no one there. Fang Qiao was thinking about how to make room for Lu Yanzhou to sit out, only to hear the door behind him slam shut.
Oops, Fang Qiao was startled, with a bad premonition.
Just after thinking this way, the tall body behind has already covered up, and one hand reached into the down jacket and grabbed his waist.
Fang Qiao grunted in pain.
"What's wrong?" Lu Yanzhou asked.
Fang Qiao opened her eyes and said nonsense: "It was twisted during filming—"
"—I did it the day before yesterday?"
Fang Qiao: "..."
"Isn't it quite flamboyant, why can't it work after a bit of tossing?"
"It's Mr. Lu, you are majestic and mighty, I can't bear it."
"Well, that's true."
Fang Qiao suddenly remembered the time when he bumped into Lu Yanzhou driving Han Jiayue. He was a role model, so he should show some respect: "If Mr. Lu doesn't mind, I can help you..."
Guessing what he wanted to say, Lu Yanzhou leaned into his ear and smiled softly. Fang Qiao felt a little hot at the tips of his ears as his breath passed by.
"No need." Lu Yanzhou backed away a little, he thought he was not a lustful person, and would not be in heat anytime and anywhere regardless of the occasion. It was just a whim just now, maybe the taste of the night before yesterday was too good, and I was a little worried afterwards.
But Fang Qiao didn't think so. It must be that Lu Yanzhou disliked him. Lao Zhuhuang, who had been with him for three years, was not as good as Xiao Xianrou who had just taken the position and was about to be abandoned soon.
After that, wouldn't you even have to act in a small role
For the first time, Fang Qiao experienced a sense of career crisis. He suddenly turned around, grabbed Lu Yanzhou's arm, and pushed him against the door panel behind him.
"President Lu, don't worry, my verbal skills are very good."
Lu Yanzhou who was thumped by the wall: "..."
The last time I was kissed by force, could it be that I am going to be raped this time? Lu Yanzhou suddenly admired Fang Xiaoqiao who was half a head shorter than him.
"It's okay, I don't need it."
"Mr. Lu, give it a try. The public lounge is more exciting than the car."
"I don't... ?? Did you see that?"
"Ah... no, I... last time I was..."
"Okay, don't talk about it." Lu Yanzhou was exhausted physically and mentally, and rubbed the center of his brows, feeling a little uneasy about his old face.
Fang Qiao lowered her head aggrievedly, this time it's over, if she failed to please her and offended the financial backer, her acting career would probably stop here.
He didn't dare to look up, and heard the door being opened and closed, and the room was silent. After a long time, Fang Qiao sighed and walked out of the lounge with heavy steps.
No one noticed that behind the sofa full of clothes, there was a messy head.
For the next few hours, Fang Qiao lived in fear, always feeling that the next second the director received instructions from President Lu to come over and drive him away.
While playing the role of the background board, he secretly thought, if he is really persuaded by Lu Yanzhou to quit this time, should he find another financial backer or take the breakup fee and quietly stay away from the entertainment industry
In other words, there should be a breakup fee, because of the three years of love, although I have not met more than ten times in the past three years.
After finally finishing work, Fang Qiao took a detour to the mall on the way home to buy a box of facial masks. After all, he was looking for the next sponsor, and he had to take good care of it.
I don't know if there is anyone as handsome as Lu Yanzhou in the market, if he is a bad old man, forget it, let's go back to his old job.
This side of Fang Qiao thinks farther and farther, and has already planned his life route after the breakup. When the other side of Lu Yanzhou returns to the company, the first thing he does is to ask his assistant to call Fang Qiao's agent over.
"What's the matter, it's been a long time and I still pick up some tricks, can you give him something."
The manager silently rolled his eyes, you don't even care about money, you still expect us to care for you.