He originally wanted to transfer the money to him directly, but the driver didn't know how to pay with a mobile phone. Fortunately, Qi Yue had said before that going to the mountains and suburbs was not as convenient as going to the city, so he brought some cash with him just in case.
"It's okay, it's not that long." The driver hesitated for a while, took out an extra twenty-dollar bill, and pushed the rest of the money back into his hand. "That's enough, young man, go in and have a rest. You can still get a few hours of sleep before dawn."
He took back the remaining money, thanked the driver again, entered the password to open the community gate, and walked in as quietly as possible.
The moment he pushed open the door of the villa, he instantly breathed a sigh of relief and finally felt at ease. A feeling of exhaustion spread from his brain to his feet, making him want to find a place to fall down quickly. Now he could understand what exhaustion felt like. This feeling was not physical, but came from the bottom of his heart.
He returned to his room, changed into pajamas, charged his phone, set an alarm, lay down on the bed, and immediately fell into a deep sleep.
"Good morning." Ou Shaowen opened his eyes vaguely and saw Ou Renjin turning off his ringing alarm on his cell phone. He turned around and gave him a smile that seemed to be stained with the scent of morning dew. "When did you get back last night? Were you tired from filming?"
Ou Shaowen sat up and asked, "When did you go to bed last night?" He didn't know why, but he suddenly wanted to know the answer to this question.
"Me? It's almost eleven o'clock, what's wrong?" Ou Renjin was a little surprised.
It turned out that he could make that call. Ou Shaowen suddenly felt a little aggrieved. His throat felt sore and he pursed his lips and shook his head.
"Okay, I'll make it up to you for the day." Ou Renjin laughed, pulled him into his arms, and patted his back gently. He thought that he should stop thinking about teasing him. What if he made him cry
They finished breakfast together. Ou Shaowen seemed a little unhappy the whole time, not sure if it was because he was too tired from the filming yesterday, or if he was still upset about the night he slept alone.
Ou Renjin could only take the initiative to ask him: "Which is more fun, shooting commercials or taking photos?"
"Take pictures." He dragged out the last syllable of his voice unconsciously, sounding breathless and weak, yet revealing a hint of coquettishness.
"Were you unhappy with yesterday's filming?" Ou Renjin frowned. "Didn't you tell me last night that the director was a very nice person?"
Ou Shaowen slowly forked a steamed dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth, shaking his head and saying, “I wasn’t unhappy during the filming, I just felt that they were all very careless, which is not good.”
This kid rarely speaks ill of others, and it seems that he was not very happy about yesterday's filming. Ou Renjin thought so, but because he had an appointment with the head of a theater chain to discuss stock acquisitions early in the morning, he didn't want to ask too much at this time. He said a few nice words to coax him, and then he was anxious to go to work, so he didn't say a few more words to him.
When he passed the gate, he met a young security guard who was about to change shifts. He stopped and nodded slightly to greet Ou Renjin. When he was about to start, he suddenly said, "Your Mr. Xiao Ou is even busier than you at work. He didn't come back until after three in the morning. It's really hard for them to be artists."
He had just woken up in the middle of the night and was about to go to the bathroom when he saw Ou Shaowen, covered in dust. He did not forget to walk lightly when he came in. It turned out that the richer people are, the more civilized they are. He was probably afraid of waking him up.
Ou Renjin turned his head, frowned, and his expression changed immediately, "Three o'clock in the morning?"
"Yes... yes, I just happened to get up at that time." It was really scary when Ou Renjin looked at him with a cold face. At least the security guard didn't apologize to him subconsciously. After thinking about it, he didn't say anything wrong.
"Got it, thank you." The car behind him honked to urge him to start the car again, and his face looked unhappy all the way.
Because he was in a bad mood, he seemed a little cold-blooded and ruthless when negotiating with the person in charge of the theater chain. For the sake of a profit of about one million yuan, the two of them went back and forth for a long time, and finally they each took a step back and compromised.
Mr. Ou would never take the five hundred thousand yuan seriously. He always said that time is precious, and it is absolutely not worth wasting half an hour of his time for such a small amount of money. Guan Qijun looked at his face and although he felt strange, he didn't say much.
Ou Renjin flipped through two pages of the contract they had just signed and suddenly said, "Guan Qijun, go check when the filming of the Yuedong ad ended yesterday. Also, did anything happen to Ou Shaowen while he was filming the ad?"
"Okay." Guan Qijun shuddered and finally understood why President Ou was unhappy so early in the morning. He left the office and immediately called Qi Yue.
Qi Yue on the other end of the phone had just finished talking to Ou Shaowen. He had a fight with his girlfriend last night and was busy trying to coax his little ancestor, so he had no time to check his phone. When he saw Ou Shaowen's missed call early this morning, he hurriedly called him. Who knew that he didn't follow up just once, and his own artist was bullied like this!
He was now filled with rage, and his tone when he took over the call from Qi Jun was a little weird.
Ou Shaowen is such an idiot. When he asked him why he called him last night, he just said "Nothing, everything is fine now". It was only after he got to the bottom of it and interrogated him for a long time that he found out that after the filming last night, he was thrown into the mountains alone, with no one to turn to. He actually walked out of the mountain road in the dark for four or five hours. This idiot spoke of it in a nonchalant tone, which made him so angry that he had no place to vent. He wanted to go to Weibo and scold the director team to his heart's content.
Ou Shaowen trusted these people, so he repeatedly refused to follow him, but in the end he was bullied like this. What's wrong? Are these people just so mean? The easier others are to talk to, the more they dislike them.
Guan Qijun frowned as he listened to him finish his story, then calmly said, "It's possible that the director team just missed the number of people when they left. They have worked with Qi Meng many times before, so they wouldn't deliberately offend us."
“Haha, there are so many people in the entire director team, and six or seven extras, and they were able to put all of them back, but how come they missed the most important spokesperson? I don’t think Ou Shaowen’s presence is that low, so he can be invisible in front of them.”
"I will investigate these matters. Please give me their contact information." He assured the furious Qi Yue, "Don't worry, Qi Meng is not so incompetent that she would allow others to bully our artist like this."
Guan Qijun did not call the advertising director directly, but first contacted the so-called assistant director. After receiving the call and hearing the whole story, the man was extremely surprised and explained repeatedly: "It's impossible. Let's not talk about our pleasant cooperation with Mr. Ou. Even if the cooperation was not pleasant, we would not do something like deliberately throwing someone in a ravine."
He tried to recall the scene at that time. "Before driving, I confirmed whether Mr. Ou got on the car. Didn't he say that he got on the extras' car at the back? I heard that he was friends with one of the extras, and they were standing together and chatting before driving."
"Extras?" Guan Qijun was puzzled. "Are you sure who it is?"
"Wait a moment, I'll make a phone call and get back to you right away."
Soon, the assistant called again and said a person's name.
"YiXin Entertainment, Dong Qiao."
Dong Qiao came out of the company building, feeling a little uneasy. The words he blurted out last night were not premeditated. It was just that at that point in time, inexplicable emotions seemed to suddenly break through his rationality, and his brain went blank. He didn't consider any principles or consequences, and he just wanted to let Ou Shaowen taste the malice he had accumulated for a long time.
He said that on impulse, but he didn't expect that the director crew was so careless. When the car slowly drove away, things were like an arrow that had been shot and could not be turned back.
On the way back, his rationality gradually returned, but he was immediately overwhelmed by fear. He kept comforting himself, saying that it was okay, and if Ou Shaowen asked him about it, he would shirk it by saying that someone else told him that he got on the director's car.
Originally, when Ou Shaowen arrived, he sat in the car of the director crew in front. The extras were squeezing each other in the car, and they couldn't even stretch their legs. It was natural for them to think so. We can't blame him, right
Who told the director team not to check carefully
Yes, who told them not to be careful
He thought about it over and over again, as if he could convince himself that it was natural. There were all kinds of people at the scene, so who could really put the blame on him
At most, they each have their own opinion, and there is no possibility of any evidence.
When he was about to take a Didi at the company gate to go back to the dormitory, a car stopped in front of him. The car window opened, revealing Ou Renjin's delicate profile. He turned his head and smiled at him gently, "Where are you going? Get in the car and I'll ask the driver to take you."
Dong Qiao's mind went blank. His heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was going to jump out of his throat. When he spoke, his voice trembled unconsciously, "Ou... Mr. Ou."
"Didn't I hear that you went to the villa some time ago? You came to look for me, right?" Ou Renjin looked at him with a smile, appearing frivolous and seductive.
Dong Qiao began to hesitate. Could it be that Mr. Ou knew the truth of last night and came to take revenge on him
Judging from his attitude, that's certainly not the case.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, a feeling of secret joy welled up in his heart. He couldn't help but start to speculate, could it be that Ou Renjin was preparing to change people again? Because he took the initiative to go to the villa, he remembered him and came to find him today
After getting his mood in order, he immediately smiled at Ou Renjin, "Are you talking about the last time you went to the villa? Because Shao Wen and I were practicing dance at the same dance club, I took him home that day and went in for some tea."
"Really?" Ou Renjin hooked his finger at him, "Get in the car first."
Dong Qiao suppressed his excitement and got into the car. He took the initiative to talk to Ou Renjin, "How come you have time to come to CreditEase? Is there something important going on?"
Ou Renjin shook his head, "No, I came here specially to see you."