"Joined the group for nearly a month, officially filmed for a week, accepted a group interview as a leading actor, received a visit from the entertainment program team as an individual..."
On the crew of "The Regent", Anya reported Jiang Chi's work for nearly a month to Ye Lang. Ye Lang wanted to hear everything. After nagging for a long time, Anya closed the large folder: "Because you haven't joined the crew yet. , The launch conference has been delayed again and again, but Director Ren is not in a hurry, he has not been too concerned about the announcement, he said that it is enough to go to the incense and worship God."
Ye Lang was going to shoot a big scene at night, and was thinking about the script. The set was in a mess. Two drawing teachers and their assistants rushed back and forth, coordinating and communicating with the director and the camera crew. The story version trotted over to show Ye Lang, Ye Lang raised his hand to take it, and asked while looking down at the scoring mirror, "Are you thin again?"
The drawing assistant was stunned for a moment, Anya glanced at the assistant, and replied unnaturally: "I've lost a little weight again... Director Ren was a little dissatisfied on the day of setting the makeup. He felt that Jiang Chi's body was not slender enough, and he didn't have a weak feeling that would collapse in one blow." .”
Seeing that he had nothing else to do, the drawing assistant nodded politely to Ye Lang and hurried away to do something else.
She looked at the drawing assistant who had just delivered the story version to Ye Lang not far away, frowned and blamed: "Are you a little too careless now? Just asked about him in front of outsiders."
"As a boss, I routinely care about the physical condition of my subordinates. What's wrong?" Ye Lang raised his head, took out a cigarette and drank it, caring that there was a lady around, so he didn't light it up, so he just nibbled on the filter cigarette holder, "Sister Anya, Can you be considerate to me? It's been a month and we haven't seen each other. We're still on our honeymoon. I've been holding back for so long and didn't run away, so I've given you face by being dedicated to my job."
Anya corrected with a sullen face: "How long has it been since the honeymoon? Don't change the subject, have you been a bit too indulgent recently? Want to come out?"
Ye Lang paused, smiled and said nothing.
"You don't really have a plan, do you?" Anya's eyes widened. "Have you two discussed it?"
Ye Lang restrained her smile a little, and shook her head: "No, I just mentioned it to him a little bit before by flirting."
Anya frowned: "What did he say?"
"He probably thought I was flirting with him, but he didn't take it seriously." Ye Lang said thoughtfully, "But he agreed at the time, and he can do whatever he wants."
Anya scolded Ye Lang secretly, thinking that he would agree to everything you said.
Anya was inexplicably anxious, and said, "You won't suddenly blow yourself up one day, right? Let me tell you... I will really resign one day."
"I'm sick?" Ye Lang snorted, "Our relationship is stable. Although there is a little friction, it's a small matter that can be resolved once in bed. It takes a bold announcement to prove the relationship between us what?"
Anya felt relieved, frowned and said sharply, "Then why are you mentioning this all of a sudden?! Scaring me?"
"I didn't want to blew myself up, but..." Ye Lang remained silent for a moment, then smiled with relief, "Isn't it a matter of time? Friends in the circle, especially family members... I can't keep it a secret forever, right?"
Anya's heart tightened up again, and he hesitated to speak: "This is a private matter between you two, I shouldn't take care of it, but... I think you'd better be careful."
Ye Lang raised her eyes, waiting for Anya to continue.
"Why bother?" Anya said helplessly, "every night when you come home from work, you pull the curtains and you two can do whatever you like. Why do you need to let others know? If President Ye finds out about this, something will happen. "
"He has me over there." Ye Lang frowned, "What? Can he still be dissatisfied with Jiangchi?!"
Anya laughed dryly, thinking that Mr. Ye should be even more dissatisfied with you.
Ye Huaquan has been entrusted by his elder brother and sister-in-law for these years, and he has long regarded Ye Lang as his son. After knowing this, he will inevitably get angry.
Ye Lang thought about it for a while and suddenly smiled: "When he signed Jiangchi, he helped a lot."
Anya laughed when she recalled that at the end of last year, Ye Huaquan patted his chest and promised to help Ye Lang dig Jiangchi over.
Ye Lang sighed: "When he finds out that he is so angry, he might have to do it with me... Besides, do it as soon as he does it, let him beat you if you can, don't mention it to Jiang Chi."
Anya smiled and nodded.
"Okay, you go first." Ye Lang turned on the phone and glanced at the calendar, "According to the plan, there are still five days to finish... If you are in good shape today, you can leave in three days."
Anya breathed a sigh of relief: "Hurry up and wrap it up, save me from running around."
"By the way, I haven't finished talking just now, how come he lost weight again?" Ye Lang frowned, "What do you mean Director Ren is dissatisfied? Does he have to be as thin as a drug addict? Is makeup dead?"
"Director Ren set the main tone for this film without makeup, and the adjustment of makeup is limited, and what Director Ren wants is the feeling of 'can't support a shirt and a suit'. How can this rely on makeup?" Anya went to The crew of "Qin Sheng" had already euphemistically mentioned to Ren Haichuan not to make Jiang Chi work too hard, but Ren Haichuan insisted on being one and only, so Anya couldn't say much, "Jiang Chi is very cooperative and has been on a diet. He... told you in private What did you say?"
Ye Lang smiled: "What are you thinking? Do you think he sued me? Wipe my tears after getting angry?"
Anya smiled: "See how he likes you so much."
"It's true that it's greasy, and it's true that it's stubborn." Ye Lang flipped through the second storybook sent by Hua Zhuo, "It's pretty strong. No matter how difficult the work is, he can handle it by himself, and he doesn't need me to support him."
Anya thought for a while and nodded: "Yes, I can see from the termination of the contract before, I am quite high-spirited... I can handle the general affairs cleanly and neatly. I went to visit him before and asked him if there is anything the studio can help with. He did the cooking, but kept saying no. I asked privately later, and I heard that he has a very good relationship with the people in the group. After all, he has been struggling in the circle for so many years to get ahead, and he is quite resilient."
Anya is most annoyed by those well-known entertainers who can't wait to yell when they catch a cold. She sighed: "So there is a reason to say that they are popular, they are willing to suffer, and never complain..."
"No, he will complain." Ye Lang closed the book, a sly smile flashed in his eyes, and asked, "You are already his manager now, has he complained to you alone?"
Anya was dumb: "No."
"He'll meet me." Ye Lang was lazily leaning on the folding makeup chair, her brows stretched out, showing off reservedly, "It's too hard and tired, and when I go back to the hotel at night, I'll secretly tell me behind my back, in a low voice." It makes me feel bad, let me coax him."
Yingdi Ye was troubled by happiness, and sighed and blamed pretendingly: "Little bastard... on purpose."
Anya: "..."
I can give you away.
Anya was too lazy to talk to Ye Lang, so Ye Lang touched her twice. Seeing that Anya didn't answer, she couldn't get enough of her thoughts, and teased, "He really hasn't told you? Not once? Hey, you haven't heard of it, have you? He just stared blankly." That small tone when I came back to complain to others after a hard time... "
Anya's face turned pale.
"As a manager, take care of yourself." Ye Lang felt very comfortable when he thought that Jiang Chi, who was humble and polite in front of others, only played tricks on himself in private. He lowered his head and continued to read the book, feeling good. The big boss complained and didn't mention it to you, so you should think about why... I mentioned it to you a few years ago, you have to be gentle and kind to artists... "
Anya was hurt by Ye Lanqi's forehead, and sneered: "How can he complain about his temper? Did he cry with you?"
"No." Ye Lang shook his head, recalling with a smile, "He doesn't like to cry... except when he's on the bed."
Anya said with a cold face, "Speak well, no one wants to hear your nasty jokes."
Ye Lang coughed twice with a smile, and said: "It's one thing to subdue Sarai to me, but it's another thing to ask me to stand up for him. He doesn't like me meddling too much. As a boss, you have to be more sensible... If you don't go out of the way, let him go."
Anya glared at Ye Lang, and weighed it calmly. She felt that although Jiang Chi had lost a lot of weight recently, he was in good condition and should not be out of line, so she didn't say any more, just Said: "Film the last few scenes well, and you can go to see him by yourself when it's finished. By the way, I have already contacted the other two investors. After you go there, I will invite them for you. Let's meet before the development conference and socialize a little bit."
Ye Lang had no objection, just said: "Don't tell them that Jiang Chi will be there, he doesn't like social gatherings."
Anya smiled: "He didn't like to socialize before. It was because he went to the dinner party to make jokes for the big bosses to make up for the smile. Now that you are the biggest boss, how can he not want to go?"
"What are you going to do? Ask him to light cigarettes and pour wine for me?" Ye Lang sneered, "Come on... last time I went to visit the class specially for him, and I saved a scene for him. There were not many people, only four, and Yin Jiehong would also come here There was his director. At the wine table, I touched him twice under the table, my face blushed immediately, I didn’t hide, but I looked unwilling. Jingui...isn’t that piece of material.”
Anya couldn't bear it anymore, and almost wanted to scream: "I know how much you miss him! You don't need to show me every corner! You can film with peace of mind! You can do whatever you want after the film is finished! No one cares about you!"