After going to the restaurant and ordering a few light dishes, Lin Chaoyang sat down and read the script.
As he was looking at it carefully, a surprised voice suddenly came from beside him: "Chaoyang? Why are you here?"
He Qinglan walked over, glanced at Lin Chaoyang, and finally landed on the script in front of her.
Does the plot above sound familiar?
He Qinglan frowned and was about to move closer to take a closer look.
Lin Chaoyang said happily: "Sister Qinglan, why are you here? Are you here to see me?"
Facing Lin Chaoyang's enthusiasm, He Qinglan felt slightly uncomfortable, but did not show it: "I have something to do here."
"Oh." Lin Chaoyang nodded and asked, "Have you eaten anything? The food here tastes good."
He Qinglan shook her head. She was full of anxiety now. She had been at the hotel for a whole day and still couldn't find a way to see Director Chen. How could she think about eating?
"I still have something to do, you can eat by yourself." He Qinglan refused, "My assistant will come over in a while, and we have something to discuss."
Lin Chaoyang nodded, with worried eyes: "You are not in good health, don't starve yourself."
After finishing speaking, he closed the script and prepared to leave.
"What are you holding?" He Qinglan suddenly stretched out his right hand, held down Lin Chaoyang's script, and scanned the writing on it. His expression suddenly turned cold, and he asked rudely: "Lin Chaoyang, how can you touch other people's things casually?
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He Qinglan was so angry that her hands were shaking. The scripts in the crew were always kept secret, especially in a big crew like Director Chen. She heard that some actors did not get all the scripts, only their own lines.
This is a script that the assistant worked hard and probably spent a lot of time to get.
Lin Chaoyang actually made a copy without even saying hello!
The more He Qinglan thought about it, the angrier she became. Sure enough, just like her dead mother, she liked to take other people's things.
"Give me back the script!" He Qinglan snatched it away and said angrily: "Who asked you to touch it? This is Director Chen's script. Just read your own script. Don't think about something that doesn't belong to you.
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Speaking of this, He Qinglan noticed that her tone was a bit harsh.
Although Master Shao has left and is very likely to give up on Lin Chaoyang, it has not yet been determined, and she does not want to fall out with Lin Chaoyang so soon.
She softened her tone and spoke earnestly: "Chaoyang, don't blame me for being too harsh. I am doing it for your own good. This script cannot be leaked. Just read your own script and don't think about it. This is Director Chen
The script stars all movie stars.
Don't blame me for being harsh. With the current status of the He family, there is no way I can squeeze you into the crew.
Finally, as a sister, I would like to remind you that you should not be too high-spirited, but be down-to-earth and take one step at a time."
Lin Chaoyang was confused by He Qinglan. He tilted his head and looked at He Qinglan for a long time before explaining: "Sister Qinglan, have you misunderstood something? This is my script!"
"You're still lying!" He Qinglan was furious, looking at Lin Chaoyang with disgust.
She had a cold face and said angrily: "Don't blame me for not reminding you. Director Chen is not an ordinary director. He is also a manager himself. If you can't keep your mouth shut and leak the contents of the script, be careful of being sued by Director Chen."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
Lin Chaoyang stood there blankly and sighed softly for a long time.
Sure enough, family members who have never gotten along with each other just don't trust them enough.
He Qinglan misunderstood her over such a trivial matter.
Forget it, I'll explain it to her later when I get familiar with it.
Lin Chaoyang didn't take this misunderstanding to heart at all. She had always been big-hearted and didn't care about many things. Only Sister Xixin would affect her emotions.
Although she also values family ties and everyone in the He family, after all, they only spend a short time together and don't have that much affection.
It's not even sad.
She carried the packed meals, turned around and walked towards the elevator.
He Qinglan rushed out of the restaurant in anger, and met the panting assistant coming at the hotel door.
"Why did you come?" He Qinglan was unhappy. It was almost night.
The assistant was a little fat, so he ran over again, panted for a long time, and then explained: "Mr. He, it's so hard to find information about Director Chen's crew. I used almost all my connections, and even personal connections, to get one."
A simplified version of the script.”
After speaking, he handed over the thin three-page paper.
"What is this? A script?" He Qinglan was puzzled, "Didn't you send the script over earlier?"
"No." The assistant looked confused.
He Qinglan's temples were pounding, and she always felt that something had been ignored by her.
She handed the thick script in her hand to her assistant: "Isn't this the script you got?"
The assistant flipped through it, his eyes widening: "Mr. He, this is an internal script. It is so detailed that only the director and a few leading actors have it. Where could I get it? You are so flattering to me!"
"Then this script..." At this point, He Qinglan suddenly bit her lower lip, turned around and ran to the restaurant, looking for Lin Chaoyang.
But Lin Chaoyang's body was nowhere to be seen in the restaurant.
He Qinglan stopped a waiter and asked anxiously: "Where is the girl sitting here just now?"
"Are you asking Miss Lin?"
"Yes, where did she go?"
The waiter politely replied: "Ms. Lin has packed the food and should have gone back to the room."
"Where is her room and what is its number?"
"Sorry, madam, we cannot disclose the customer's information casually. You can contact us by phone."
Yes, yes, there is also a phone number.
As soon as Lin Chaoyang arrived in the room, she received a call from He Qinglan. She put the food on the dining table and turned to Shao Yunheng: "Master Shao, please wait for me for a while. I will make a call and open the packing box later."
Shao Yunheng would never do this kind of work that makes his hands greasy. He is a mysophobic and pretentious person. When we were together before, he wouldn't even eat fish because he felt that spitting out thorns was disgusting.
Even if she doesn't want to eat it, she is not allowed to eat it.
Sometimes when I think about it, Lin Chaoyang didn't know how he survived the time he was with Shao Yunheng.
She walked to the bathroom and answered the phone: "Sister Qinglan."
"Chaoyang." He Qinglan on the other end of the phone sounded anxious, "Which room are you in?"
"Are you coming?" Lin Chaoyang frowned, there was Shao Yunheng in the room.
She did not reply to He Qinglan immediately, but blocked the phone and asked Shao Yunheng: "Master Shao, my sister is coming over and I have to go out."
"Let her come over."
"Is it okay?" Lin Chaoyang was surprised. She was now numb with surprise.
Shao Yunheng has changed so much.
He actually allowed a stranger to enter his room.
"Thank you, Master Shao." Lin Chaoyang thanked him cheerfully, and then told He Qinglan the room number.
After the phone call, she washed her hands and prepared to open the packing box.
However, when she came over, she saw that the dining table was filled with food.
Shao Yunheng actually opened the box by himself.
How is this going?
Lin Chaoyang raised his eyes.
Shao Yunheng arched his eyebrows and waved to her: "Come here quickly, the food is getting cold."
Lin Chaoyang sat at the dining table with hands and feet, curious: "Master Shao, don't you have mysophobia?"
Hearing this, Shao Yunheng's expression darkened, showing some helplessness and sadness: "Actually, I am not mysophobic, I just hope that I can do better so that my father will like me."
Speaking of this, he curled his lips in a self-deprecating tone: "Unfortunately, no matter what I do, he hates me."
Wow, it hurts so much.
Lin Chaoyang was extremely uncomfortable. He really didn't expect that Shao Yunheng's mysophobia had such a reason. It was because of her fault that she actually disliked him!