The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul
Chapter 398 - 397. Mysterious?

Chapter 398: 397. Mysterious?

[Director Xie]: "I heard from Director Li that you’ve already signed a labor contract?"

Director Li referred to the director of "Corridor Pavilion" that Xie Yunfeng introduced to Tang Shu, and the labor contract was for the role of the props director.

[Tang Shu]: "Yes, Director Li informed me that I’ll go to the ’Corridor Pavilion’ crew meeting in a few days."

Nowadays, this drama is in the audition stage, and many people in the circle knew about it in advance, eagerly sending in their connections to join. The online buzz was consistently high, bustling with activity.

By this time, the production staff had mostly finalized their selections, so it was normal to have a meeting beforehand.

Over the phone, nestled on the Jing Family’s living room sofa, Director Xie chuckled—he really hadn’t misjudged her.

He was aware of Li Li’s temperament, how stubborn he could be. Even with recommendations from acquaintances, he wouldn’t lower his standards. The fact that Tang Shu could sign a contract with the crew was assuredly due to her extraordinary ability.

So remarkable that even a close friend couldn’t help but sign her on and also informed her of the meeting time.

Look at that, this was the talent he had recognized, truly unshakeable wherever she went!

Xie Yunfeng suddenly felt proud; after all, he was the one who discovered this promising talent.

[Director Xie]: "Perform well. Also, Director Li has high requirements for actors, so aside from your own job, you can learn a lot on set too."

"What’s so funny?"

As he was texting, a deep voice came from above, authoritative with a hint of coolness.

Xie Yunfeng stiffened, reflexively switching from a slouch to a military posture.

"You scared me! Isn’t it busy over at Cloudscape today?"

He had been at the Jing Family’s home for half an hour now, so how had he not noticed this man was at home?!

The workaholic wasn’t at the office, which was as surprising as the sun rising in the west.

"Not bad."

Jing Yu was holding a document, walked around the sofa, and took a trench coat from the rack near the main hall door, draping it over himself.

Seeing him looking ready to leave, Xie Yunfeng was quite curious, "You’re... going out?"

Usually decked in suits, Jing Yu was dressed casually this time, and even the trench coat he put on was of a casual style—a rare sight.

A simple casual outfit fitted neatly on his tall, straight frame, adding a touch of warmth to his usually cold and serious handsome face, presenting a stark contrast to his usual image.

Xie Yunfeng’s gaze lingered over Jing Yu a few times, and he couldn’t help but mutter.

"What a figure!"

With such stature and appearance, if he were in the entertainment circle, even without acting skills, Xie would want to cast him!

Jing Yu’s slender fingers fastened the last button of his trench coat and picked up the folder again.

"Obviously."

He was indeed going out.

"Where to?"

Why did it feel so secretive?

Xie Yunfeng’s question was met with a fleeting glance from the other party, and he instantly had a moment of enlightenment.

He did not want to say.

"Go on, go on, I won’t ask anymore, isn’t that fine?"

Before leaving, Jing Yu looked back at him, "Since you’re so free, the investment project for ’Corridor Pavilion’ is now yours."

As soon as the words fell, the tall figure disappeared at the door.

Leaving behind Xie Yunfeng, abruptly burdened with more work, questioning life.

"What have I done to deserve this?!"

I shouldn’t have invested in Cloudscape.