Watching the stage manager leave quickly, Ruan Anlan held the key with a dazed look on her face.
The faces of the people in Ruan Anqi's lounge opposite had changed, and Fang Xin's originally mocking and proud expression was completely frozen on his face.
You know, she used her backers to test the pressure of the crew and reluctantly bought a small lounge, and there was nothing except a table and a few chairs.
But why does this damn Ruan Anlan get such treatment? Not only did the director personally give the order, but the stage manager also came to deliver the keys...
Seeing Fang Xin's dark expression, several young actors lowered their voices and started discussing.
"What's going on? Why is the show manager so polite to Ruan Anlan and even specially arranged a lounge for her?"
"Who knows, what this woman is best at is pleasing men, who knows what other shameful things she has done behind the scenes! Isn't it just a lounge? There's nothing special about it. No matter what, it's just a person.
She is just the second female lead, how can she compare with our Angel?"
"That's it! A rest room can make her so happy. Is this the first time she's been treated like this? The crew didn't arrange this for her just for the sake of An Qi. Otherwise, who would have known she was
What a shame! Treating what others have at your fingertips as a treasure, tsk tsk, is really shabby!"
Ruan Anqi's expression softened a little after hearing these people sarcastic remarks about Ruan Anlan.
Fang Xin examined her facial expression and handed Ruan Anqi some warm English black tea.
Ruan Anqi reached out to take it, and Fang Xin immediately climbed up the pole and said flatteringly: "Anqi, don't be angry, there is no need for us to argue with such a third-rate artist. The director probably saw her sitting on the set as an eyesore, so he arranged a place for her.
Otherwise, when the media comes to visit us two days later, they will think that our crew is mistreating the actors!"
"Okay, what do I have to be angry with her for?" Ruan Anqi waved her hand impatiently, signaling the makeup artist to continue, "Let's continue the makeup."
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Office of the President of Donglin Group.
Gao Ran walked into the office carrying a pile of documents and gently placed them on the table in front of Gu Tingyuan. Looking at the man's serious and focused face, he hesitated to speak.
Gu Tingyuan flew over with a sharp glare and said in a low voice, "Just tell me if you have anything to say!"
"Yes!" Gao Ran bowed and reported: "President, my wife has arrived at the set safely. She has a scene in the afternoon and will finish work around six o'clock. My wife said she will go home for dinner tonight, so I have to pick her up later.
"
"Did I ask you to tell me about her?"
That ungrateful woman, he didn't want to hear anything about her!
Gu Tingyuan closed the laptop hard with a look of displeasure, making a dull sound.
Gao Ran straightened his back and immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, CEO, it was my subordinate who talked too much. I will leave right now."
Gao Ran turned around and walked out. Every two steps he took, Gu Tingyuan's irritated voice came from behind, "Stop!"
Looking back, Gu Tingyuan looked at him with a dark face, "Did I tell you to leave?"
Gao Ran wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked back to his desk.
Apart from piles of documents and a few books, there is only a desktop computer and Gu Tingyuan's personal laptop on the desk.
His long fingers with slender joints and clear joints were holding a gold high-end fountain pen and playing with it. His posture was lazy and leisurely, leaning on the leather chair with his long legs propped up.