But after all, it was my own fault for not calling in advance to ask for leave.
Xin Ai took a breath and said, "Sorry, Director Zheng, this is my fault. I didn't tell you in advance. Please calm down."
She thought that she would probably be scolded to death if she said she was going to leave and quit working later.
Xin Ai had a headache, but it was impossible not to say anything. Jian Zechuan was waiting.
"You know you're wrong, why don't you hurry up and get to work? Don't you see everyone is busy?"
Xin Ai gritted her teeth and said, "Director Zheng, there is something I... have to tell you."
Director Zheng waved his hand impatiently: "If there's anything else, let's call it a day."
Because of An Xinya's death, most investors withdrew their capital, although Xu Lanqiao's brother stepped in to invest in the company.
But now there is still a big gap between investment and their budget.
Director Zheng was thinking about filming during the day, and at night he was thinking about whether he could attract more investors.
He is now as irritable as a powder keg, and no one dares to approach him.
Xin Ai licked the corner of her mouth: "Well, maybe it won't work. I... don't plan to do it anymore. Thank you for taking care of me. I've let you down."
The director roared angrily: "What, you're not going to do it anymore?"
"Yes, I quit."
The director's hands were shaking with anger: "You... you... you begged to join the crew at first, but now that something has happened, you want to leave immediately."
If under normal circumstances, a little assistant just left, what's the big deal
That's right, her little assistant can't affect the progress of the entire crew.
But at this sensitive time, whoever leaves will make Director Zheng uncomfortable.
These words seemed to add insult to injury to Xin Ai. She lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, director, I have my own personal reasons. I have to go back to Mingdu and I can't stay any longer. I hope you can forgive me."
The director shouted angrily: "I don't care what your reasons are. At this time, no one can leave. You must stay on the set until the filming of this movie is finished."
Xin Ai was surprised. Finished filming
Lu Jincheng told Director Zheng that she would leave in 2 months at most when school starts.
Xin Ai was talking when Jian Zechuan's voice suddenly reached her ears.
"When did my man sell himself to the crew?"
Director Zheng was stunned when he saw Jian Zechuan. Even in his rage, his eyes that were good at discovering beauty were still shocked by Jian Zechuan.
He quickly asked: "Who are you?"
Jian Zechuan held Xin Ai's hand, "The person who took Xin Ai away, why can't she leave?"
"She is an employee of our crew, so of course she can't leave..."
The producer quickly pulled Director Zheng, "Old Zheng, don't lose your temper in a hurry, this is our big savior... Mr. Jian is here to invest in our drama."
When Director Zheng heard this, he immediately asked: "How much is the investment?"
Jian Zechuan said calmly: "70 million, in exchange for Xin Ai,"
Xin Ai's eyes almost fell out: "Jian Zechuan, you are crazy, 70 million, you..."
70 million, how many zeros is that
Xin Ai could hardly hold her tongue straight.
Jian Zechuan asked: "Can I take him away?"
Director Zheng nodded repeatedly: "Yes... ok..."
Jian Zechuan dragged the stunned Xin Ai away from the set. Behind him, the producer happily said: "Third Master, walk slowly, walk slowly..."
Xin Ai was led stupidly to the crew hotel by Jian Zechuan.
After entering the door, Xin Ai grabbed Jian Zechuan's clothes: "Jian Zechuan's 70 million, you just... gave it to him like that?"
These investments are actually not too much for a large-scale film and television drama.
After all, many dramas now boast hundreds of millions of dollars spent.
Jian Zechuan pushed her head away: "What else? Go and pack your things quickly."
Xin Ai patted his forehead. Jian Zechuan gave her so much money just to exchange for her. This... he looked very handsome just now.
Xin Ai approached Jian Zechuan again, "Third Master, you... do you think I am more important than 70 million?"
Jian Zechuan looked around and frowned at the simplicity of the room.
"No one said that I have always been stingy, so I can only be generous once."
Xin Ai…
So, his father gave him 7 million, and he gave 70 million to others.
If you drop it, you can't just take that 7
0 million to her
"Ahem, um, who said that our Third Master is the most generous? I have never seen anyone more generous than Third Master..."
It was so much money that was given to the crew. What a pity that it was not given to her!
70 million, Xin Ai could kill her if she bit her finger.
Xin Ai held Jian Zechuan's hand and said seriously: "Third Master, next time you want to use money to hit someone, just hit me. Don't be polite to me. I will always be your punching bag. Next time Use money to humiliate me, don’t be soft on me.”
Jian Zechuan took out his hand and said disgustedly: "You think of beauty."
Seeing how greedy she was for money, Jian Zechuan decided not to give her the bank card he had prepared in his pocket.
When packing things, Xin Ai was still regretting that so much money could be packed in boxes. How many boxes could be packed in? Jian Zechuan, a prodigal, gave it to others in just a blink of an eye.
She slept with him so many times, how much did he give her
Calling him stingy really gives him an advantage.
Opening the box, Xin Ai took a look at the contents, and the pained expression on her face quickly disappeared. She said, "My box has been tampered with..."
After a moment of hesitation, she said, "Maybe, maybe it's the person who cleans the room."
Xin Ai didn't even believe what Xin said. She had been living here for more than a day and a half. The person who cleaned her had never touched her things before.
.
Jian Zechuan asked her: "Is there anything missing?"
Xin Ai rolled his head: "No, but..."
"Pack up and leave quickly."
Xin Ai nodded, packed up his things, and left with Jian Zechuan.
After they left, Jian Zechuan specially asked someone to come in and check it carefully.
…
As the car drove out of Yueshan Cinema, Xin Ai looked back and saw that on the tall retro city gate, the word Yueshan became smaller and smaller.
I have only been here for a few days, maybe 10 days, but Xin Ai feels like... he has been here for a long time.
Coming here is a gamble. Although I didn't win, it can't be considered a loss.
That afternoon, Jian Zechuan took her back to Mingdu.
It was already dark on the way back, and Jian Zechuan did not take Xin Ai on the high-speed train or on the plane.
Let the driver drive directly onto the highway. His car is very luxurious and much more comfortable than an airplane.
Xin Ai was lying on the leather seat, her head resting on Jian Zechuan's legs, playing with her mobile phone and reading the news on Weibo with interest.
Jian Zechuan's cell phone rang. He saw the caller number on the phone, picked it up and put it to his ear: "Father."
When Xin Ai heard about Jian Zechuan's father, she couldn't help but want to cause trouble. She got up and kissed the corner of his lips.
If Jian Wanjun knew that she was pestering his son, he would probably want to kill her.
Jian Zechuan patted her: "Don't make trouble."
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