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"No." Qi Jia still flatly refused.

"Why!" Feng Yao looked reluctant at first, and after a few days of pestering Qi Jia to see that Qi Jia was really unhappy, he suddenly became anxious.

"I'm working fine now, why change it?"

"I don't have any shooting assignments and announcements this year. I mainly deal with my own company's affairs. I have a regular schedule and few things. It's easy to be my assistant."

"My little boss doesn't like to trouble others, and it's easy to be his assistant."

"I have my own cultural studio. In the future, you can act or be behind the scenes anytime you want."

"My little boss has already asked me if I want to be the male lead of a TV series. If I go behind the scenes, Lihui can put me anywhere at his age."

In terms of resources in the entertainment industry, Feng Yao is indeed inferior to Shen Wenle, there is no other bait, so he can only say: "Don't you want to make money, you don't even want three times the salary?"

Of course I want to!Shen Wenle gave a lot in the first place, three times that would be tens of thousands a month, no one would be tempted, but this matter cannot be measured only by money.

Qi Jia gritted her teeth and refused like a martyr: "My salary is enough."

"How about quadruple?"

"Do not……"

"five……"

"Ah!!!" Qi Jia was peeling a mango, the word "five" made his heart tremble, and he would be shaken if he went any further, he stuffed the mango into Feng Yao's mouth with a backhand, "Shut up!!!"

Unexpectedly, Feng Yao's reaction was so great that he vomited up in a panic, and said in horror, "I'm allergic to mangoes!"

When he came out of the hospital, Feng Yao's lips were swollen into sausages, and there were many blisters in his mouth.

Now Qi Jia couldn't hold back anymore.Allergies can be big or small. Although nothing major happened, Feng Yao was born with wealth. This small accident was no different from a personal threat. Even Edward, who hadn't seen him for a long time, appeared, and the dead face was longer than before. The family doctor followed him like a guardian.

Qi Jia always felt that his recent life turned into a strange alleyway, but life pushed him, and he had to go if he didn't go. After asking for leave from the crew, he followed Feng Yao's big villa again, and was ready to be with him. Preparations for good service before recovery.

On the way, Feng Yao saw Qi Jia was downcast, even though his mouth was itchy, he still said with difficulty: "I don't blame you."

Qi Jia said helplessly: "You are so rich, you can find as many assistants as you want, why do you need me?"

Feng Yao thought about it distressedly, and finally found a reason that he thought was convincing, and replied: "Edward is from my father, and I asked him to help me find an assistant. I don't know where the little spy came from. You have experience as an assistant, and cooking suits my taste, so I think it's very suitable."

"You said that your father can't control you anymore, why don't you just change your manager?"

"My family is so far away, so I can rest assured that someone is looking after me for them. Besides, the studio is not big, and it's not my main business. It doesn't matter if he turns it upside down."

"But you know that the Shen family helped me, and the little boss is simple, I have to take care of him, it's impossible to leave at this time."

"Will Shen Wenle lack someone to take care of him? It's just you, right?"

"Why are you like this!" Qi Jia said whatever he wanted, but couldn't get away from this weird trend, and sighed, "Let me analyze it with you, I'm just a famous farm worker, and my life skills are all related to my low-level life. Matching, for example, cooking is at the level of roadside stir-fry, I have never seen those expensive ingredients you often eat, let alone how to do it; my best thing is to remove 99 kinds of stains, do you need it? You don’t need it. I can’t tell which of my little boss’s clothes are dry-cleaned and which are hand-washed; there are other aspects, the gap between us is too big, I don’t know what kind of life you live, how can you be your assistant? You If you want to experience civilian life, okay, you are welcome to go to my small rented house occasionally to have a taste of simple tea and light food like now, but it is not suitable for more."

After finishing speaking, he muttered again: "Besides, our relationship is not good. I really don't understand what you are thinking."

Qi Jia thought that what he said was heart-pounding, and he felt sad when he said it. No matter how many rich people he knew, he was always sober. He never thought that they had any real relationship with him. Only in front of Shen Wenle, He felt that he was equal, and therefore cherished this friend very much. I don't know if Feng Yao understood.

It's a pity that I don't understand it very well.

From Feng Yao's ears, Qi Jia was just trying to find an excuse, whether there is any gap or not, they filmed together and ate together for so long, he never felt that there was any problem, but the last sentence was beyond his expectation, He couldn't believe it: "What do you mean, don't we have a good relationship?"

Seeing that he had completely missed the point, Qi Jia was immediately discouraged, and said without thinking, "We're just colleagues for a short time. We don't know if we'll have a chance to see each other after the filming is over. Of course it's not a good relationship."

It turned out that he thought so. Feng Yao was used to being admired by thousands of people. Hearing him say such words in person as a matter of course, he suddenly felt that his sincerity was underestimated, and his face turned cold: "I know."

When the car arrived at the door, he stopped the driver, got out of the car, and said to the driver, "Send Mr. Qi home, don't delay his work tomorrow."

After speaking, he waved his hand and walked in the door by himself.

Qi Jia was stunned, and before he had time to say anything, the driver with strong executive ability set off again and took him back.

It wasn't until the evening, when Qi Jia was lying on the comfortable new bed, that she belatedly realized that Feng Yao seemed to be angry.

He thought for a long time and took out his phone, turned to "Annoying Man", and sent a message: "That's not what I meant."

I just waited for a long time and never got a reply.

At this time, Shen Wenle was worrying about the script of the new movie.

Two days ago, he received a novel written by a strange netizen, Xiao Jin. It told a story about the war of the Four Kingdoms that took place in the fictional era.

Xiao Jin said that this is her first story, and it has not been published on any platform, because she really likes Shen Wenle, so she took the liberty to recommend herself.

Shen Wenle's email address is public, and he intends to welcome excellent novels and scripts to come to him directly, but so far no suitable works have been picked, until this time the eyes shine.

Although he likes it, Gao Yuwen disagrees. He feels that the novel that popped up out of nowhere has an unknown source, the content is too flattering, and the writing is too mature, so mature that it can be changed into a complete script without any effort. debut.

So Shen Wenle brought Xiaojin to Lihui to meet Gao Yuwen. Xiaojin had just graduated, and the novel was completed during college. He was very convincing when talking about the details of creation, but Gao Yuwen still did not let go.

Shen Wenle went to look for his brother again, but Shen Ruoyu said that everything was up to Gao Yuwen to decide, and he didn't plan to interfere in any way.

Shen Wenle, who was bumping into walls everywhere, was so depressed that he couldn't help talking about it when he and Yu Chongzhou went to the newly opened Star Wars themed pavilion that night.

Yu Chongzhou is very supportive of him, "Good stories are in the folk, but there are fewer and fewer good screenwriters. We can't be suspicious of newcomers because they are too good. It will become complacent and the opposite of cultural progress." He said.

"That's right. Besides, the little girl wrote it for me, and it's so good. It hurts my heart if I don't use it."

"It doesn't matter, if we communicate, the creation of movies should be full of sparks."

"What if I can't make it?"

"Then wait, if you don't shoot this time, next time, there will always be a chance."

"Brother Yu, every time I chat with you, I feel very happy, as if any problem is not a problem."

Yu Chongzhou smiled and said, "Every time I'm with you, I feel very happy. Come on, I'll take a photo of you, and I can choose to post it on Moments when I eat later."

"it is good!"

Shen Wenle is an obedient child. After talking about observing together, he followed Qi Jia's teachings and kept in touch with Yue Ye and Yu Chongzhou at the same time without prejudice. He even planned quite "fairly". I will agree to Yu Chongzhou's invitation. Last time I went to Yue Ye's house to watch Ma Xiaowen, and next time I will go shopping with Yu Chongzhou, "hugging left and right" for a while, so happy.

As for Yu Chongzhou and Yue Ye, although they had never seen each other except for that dinner, they appeared alternately in Shen Wenle's circle of friends, fighting secretly with all their strength, their swords were on the verge of breaking out, and they never let go.

For example, every time Shen Wenle went out with Yu Chongzhou, he would definitely receive a call from Yue Ye at night to confirm that he had really returned home, and that he hadn't been abducted to a place he shouldn't have gone late at night.

After getting acquainted with him day by day, Shen Wenle no longer felt nervous and cautious towards him, and talked about a lot more topics.

One day when Yu Chongzhou and Yu Chongzhou went home after watching the exhibition, he received a call from Yue Ye as usual, so he casually complained about the script. I didn’t think about it, maybe the executives were right to be cautious.”

Shen Wenle was not convinced by the unexpected response: "Why?"

"What if there is a problem with the script? You don't know the author at all, and you haven't received any other emails from her before. What if, I'm just saying, what if she has bad intentions?"

"Since I don't know her, why does she treat me badly?"

"It's hard for me to say, after all, it's just a guess."

Shen Wenle is still wronged: "But I really like this story..."

Yue Ye quickly changed the subject and said: "Okay, don't think too much, I believe the executives will make the best choice, do you want to come to my house tomorrow, Ma Xiaowen has made a new upgrade, you come to test it?"

"Really? I also told Brother Yu a lot about Ma Xiaowen today, and he also found it amazing."

"Hmm..." Yue Ye's heart was blocked, and he didn't really want to hear about Yu Chongzhou, but only by knowing himself and the enemy can he win, his face was cramped and he had to continue to ask: "Then what did you do today?"

While listening to Shen Wenle's cheerful sharing, he thought, going on like this is not an option, he has to think about what to do.