TRMP Chapter 50

Chapter 48

Jiang Yifeng didn’t mention what happened that night to Xie Jingshen.

When he got home, his eyes were still moist, and he just whispered to Xie Jingshen in a spoiled tone that he was feeling dizzy from the drinks.

Hearing Jiang Yifeng’s soft voice, Xie Jingshen couldn’t help but lower his own, and after ordering hangover soup for Jiang Yifeng, he watched him finish it before gently urging him to rest early.

Having finished filming “Mu Yu Ge,” Jiang Yifeng already had subsequent work arrangements lined up, and his time before the New Year happened to be free.

After New Year’s Day, Xie Jingshen’s company entered its busiest period of the year. Jiang Yifeng dedicated his time to Xie Jingshen, while he himself slept soundly for two days. On the third day, he went to the company to sign a contract.

He arrived at the company downstairs wearing sunglasses and a mask, and didn’t take them off before going upstairs.

As soon as he entered the elevator, he ran into Jin Xin, the high-level executive from a few days ago. Standing next to him was a boy wearing ripped jeans and blue-streaked hair, his chin held high, looking aloof.

“Already inside the company, still acting like a big star.”

Jin Xin sneered at Jiang Yifeng.

Jiang Yifeng silently pushed his sunglasses up.

He really didn’t want to trouble his eyes by looking at ugly people.

However, Jin Xin obviously didn’t think he was ugly. Holding the boy’s hand, he flaunted to Jiang Yifeng triumphantly, “I’ve noticed you’ve been quite free these past few days. Don’t you have any work?”

Jiang Yifeng glanced at Jin Xin.

He guessed Jin Xin would start showing off in the next second.

“Originally, I had several variety show resources in hand and wanted to choose you, but later I found someone more suitable.” Jin Xin sighed. “What a pity.”

Jiang Yifeng thought about the variety shows that the company’s artists often appeared on, and felt quite fortunate.

–After all, he couldn’t refuse the work assigned to him by the company.

Now, with Jin Xin’s help, Jiang Yifeng effortlessly shed a possible burden.

Jiang Yifeng now just wanted to shake Jin Xin’s hand and say thank you several times, grateful for his contribution.

Jin Xin didn’t seem to know what Jiang Yifeng was thinking. Seeing his expressionless face, he assumed Jiang Yifeng regretted it.

Jin Xin sneered. He patted the boy beside him and deliberately started talking loudly about the leading roles in several TV dramas.

When they got out of the elevator, Jin Xin even deliberately followed Jiang Yifeng for a few steps, intentionally letting Jiang Yifeng receive his noise pollution.

Jiang Yifeng felt that his ears didn’t deserve this.

He rubbed his earlobes and took off his mask when he pushed the office door open.

Luo Qi turned around and saw Jiang Yifeng taking off his mask.

He asked in surprise, “Didn’t you feel stuffy when you were in the elevator just now? Wearing a mask in this high temperature…”

“General Manager Jin was spitting when he talked.” Jiang Yifeng put the mask in the bag and carefully stuffed it back into his pocket. “I was afraid that he talks so much, he might accidentally splash me.”

Luo Qi: “…”

Luo Qi: “Don’t say that in front of him.”

Jiang Yifeng smiled. “Brother Luo, of course not. I’m not stupid. How could I possibly speak ill of someone to their face?”

As he was speaking, the office door behind him was pushed open again.

The little blue-haired guy from just now poked his head in.

Jiang Yifeng silently turned his head, without the slightest bit of guilt, and even smiled at the little guy.

Luo Qi looked at Jiang Yifeng, confused.

He walked to the printer and handed a script to Jiang Yifeng. Jiang Yifeng took the script and carefully flipped through the plot for his character.

To his surprise, the production team didn’t give him a role that was so dispensable.

–He needed to play the male lead’s death warrior, keeping a cold face daily, cooperating with the male lead in and out of various dangerous situations, only appearing when protecting the male lead or in various dangerous situations.

The male lead was a prophet from modern times who traveled to ancient times, holding a very resistant attitude towards the existence of the death warrior — the death warrior only swore loyalty to the original master, living when the master lived, and dying after avenging the master when the master died. The male lead was afraid that the death warrior would see through him as a fake, so he kept avoiding the death warrior during the exploration process.

From just the plot in Jiang Yifeng’s hands, it could be seen that the relationship between the male lead and the death warrior was very clever, and the death warrior’s character design was also very likable.

Many scenes, a good character design, and a good director.

Jiang Yifeng’s eyes lit up.

But he still adhered to basic money-making professional ethics, flipping the script to the end to check the pay.

“…Accept it, must accept it.”

Jiang Yifeng’s face flushed red.

His palm pressed on the script, and his eyes lit up.

“Brother Luo, where do we sign the contract?”

Luo Qi silently pointed behind him, signaling Jiang Yifeng to go to the high-level executive’s office to sign the contract.

The last time Jiang Yifeng went to the high-level executive’s office was more than four years ago. This time, Luo Qi led him up two floors in the elevator, and after circling around, they arrived at the high-level executive’s office.

As soon as Jiang Yifeng entered the door, he saw Jin Xin wearing only a shirt, using his hand as a fan to fan himself.

Jiang Yifeng thought about the direction Jin Xin left just now — the script in his hand was a simplified version, with only a few thousand words. From when he and Jin Xin separated to when he took the elevator upstairs, it only took less than five minutes.

The direction Jin Xin left had a fire escape.

–This person wouldn’t have climbed the fire escape just to annoy him more, would he?

Jiang Yifeng’s probing gaze instantly enraged Jin Xin.

“What are you doing in the office? What are you here to do?”

“Oh, General Manager Jin, we’re here to sign a contract.” Luo Qi smiled. He walked to one of the desks, said a few words to another high-level executive, and the other party gave up the seat, letting Jiang Yifeng sign the contract online.

Jiang Yifeng carefully looked at the contract, combing through it item by item, while the high-level executive whispered to Luo Qi.

Jin Xin was really curious, so he simply leaned over: “What contract is he signing? Is he filming again? What is he acting in?”

“Oh, a small supporting role.” Luo Qi said politely and modestly.

Jin Xin smiled triumphantly.

Instead, the high-level executive next to him patted Jin Xin’s arm: “What are you laughing so strangely for? It’s a supporting role in Zhao Wenjun’s production.”

Jin Xin’s smile froze.

His gaze slowly moved to Jiang Yifeng, only to find that Jiang Yifeng was still focused on looking at the contract.

Jin Xin grabbed the high-level executive to the side and asked in a low voice, “Can we give Zhao Wenjun’s resources to someone else? He’s not the most popular person in our company…”

“That’s what people applied for themselves. Zhao Wenjun specifically requested him. Our company doesn’t have that much power to ask Zhao Wenjun to change people.” The high-level executive smiled a little helplessly.

“Then, can we, not accept it?” Jin Xin felt that his frustration was about to burst.

“Use your brain. That’s Zhao Wenjun! It’s not easy for our company to even get a Zhao Wenjun’s crew extra. That’s a supporting role in Zhao Wenjun’s crew! Look how many people have become popular from Zhao Wenjun’s crew!”

Jin Xin was scolded in a low voice. He wanted to refute, but the high-level executive used other people to suppress him.

Their positions were the same, and for a while, Jin Xin could only glare.

He watched Jiang Yifeng sign the contract, and then smiled politely, said goodbye to them, and his eyes were adorned with smiles, seeming particularly amiable.

Without the slightest bit of arrogance from the wrap party night.

Jiang Yifeng silently exited the office.

He almost laughed out loud when he went out.

Luo Qi looked at Jiang Yifeng curiously: “Why are you so happy?”

Jiang Yifeng raised his eyebrows happily and said, “So much pay, who wouldn’t be happy?”

Luo Qi thought that if more than a million were added to his account in one day, he would also be happy.

Not only happy, but he might also call out all his artists to go eat the most expensive seafood hotpot in the city.

Jiang Yifeng ran into the little blue-haired handsome guy again when he went downstairs.

The other party glanced at Jiang Yifeng, then silently looked away.

Jiang Yifeng went around the boy and went downstairs.

The boy turned his head to look at Jiang Yifeng, and then quietly lowered his head and walked forward.

Jiang Yifeng didn’t wear a mask when he left the company gate.

He almost couldn’t stop laughing.

Whenever he thought of Jin Xin’s appearance, Jiang Yifeng would always think of something happy.

He kept laughing, he just didn’t stop.

When he rode his little electric bike back home, Jiang Yifeng shrank into the soft sofa, rubbing his face while thinking about Jin Xin’s expression, laughing so hard that he couldn’t close his mouth.

He completely lost the calmness and composure he had at the company, and his whole person leaned against the back of the sofa, laughing and shaking.

He really wanted to share his mood with Xie Jingshen.

Thinking this, Jiang Yifeng also did it.

Looking at the white frame that suddenly appeared in front of him, Xie Jingshen’s gaze first wandered around the group of members.

Then he signaled the meeting to continue and took his phone to the bathroom first.

As soon as he entered the door, Xie Jingshen’s eyes softened.

“Why are you laughing so happily?”

“Am I interrupting your work?”

Jiang Yifeng’s smile hadn’t subsided, the corners of his eyes were still red, and the corners of his mouth were even hooked in a smile: “Then I’ll find you later.”

“No, I want to hear you say it sooner. What thing is so happy?”

Jiang Yifeng was spoiled very much by Xie Jingshen. He hugged his arms and leaned his whole body in the sofa, looking up at Xie Jingshen in a very informal way.

Looking at Jiang Yifeng’s smile, even his facial features seemed to be covered with a layer of extremely bright color, his eyebrows slightly raised, and his smile completely uncontrollable.

His legs were slightly closed, and his eyes were also soaked with moisture.

“He’s really, so fun.”

“Yes, he should be taught a lesson.” Xie Jingshen nodded. “His position in the company is so high, will it affect you?”

“No, I have Zhao Wenjun’s resources in hand. The company won’t bother me filming during this time… After all, he’s such a powerful figure.” Jiang Yifeng thought about the company’s cautious attitude towards Zhao Wenjun, and only felt a little emotional: “I also want to get to that level in the future.”

Just a name can make people full of longing.

“You will.” Xie Jingshen nodded. “I will help you too.”

He said a few more words to Jiang Yifeng until the assistant called him from outside, then he pushed the door out.

The assistant saw Xie Jingshen smiling happily, and thinking about the annual report that he had just done that was like shit, he felt a little relieved.

–Just now Xie Jingshen was looking like he was ready to send a few people down, but now Xie Jingshen looks much better.

–It should be fine.

The assistant thought hopefully.

Xie Jingshen pushed the door open and walked in. In the expectant gazes of everyone, he slowly opened his mouth and said, “The list of people who made the report, and the few people who are working on the XX project, hand it in. You can leave voluntarily, or I can fire you, either is fine.”

The assistant, who thought things had already passed, instantly tensed up.

The entire conference room was filled with a sad and tense atmosphere, and only Xie Jingshen sat relaxedly in the first seat.

The people in the conference room couldn’t figure out Xie Jingshen’s thoughts.

Only Xie Jingshen knew what he was thinking.

He wanted to support Jiang Yifeng’s career, so he definitely had to make himself rich first.

So he had to remove the stumbling blocks on his way to making money.

The author has something to say:

President Xie: How can I support my wife if I don’t make money?

President Xie’s company setting refers to foreign countries, without n+1, dismissal only needs to compensate three months’ salary.

President Xie is an old capitalist.