Chapter 3: Yaocheng Yu Yanshen

"Producer Zhang, you really understand me well."

Despite being just a minor female role, he knew she had just returned from abroad.

The married men in the director's team must have had their share of discussions about her behind her back, hadn't they?

Yao Qing narrowed her eyes and smiled at Producer Zhang, causing him to feel utterly uncomfortable.

Wasn't it said that the new secondary female lead was just a vase?

But somehow... something seemed off...

Following Producer Zhang, Yao Qing headed to Director Wang's private room, not noticing that the door of private room 0402 was wide open behind her.

The atmosphere inside was bizarre to the extreme; the ostentatiously glamorous woman who had been sitting on a man's lap was now in a state of disarray, lying on the floor.

And the surrounding quietness was eerie, with everyone's breathing barely audible.

"President Yu... Yu Yanshen... what are you doing to me?" The woman lay on the floor, pitifully squeezing out a few tears, craning her neck to look at the man sitting on the sofa.

Yu Yanshen didn't even glance at her, his deep, somber eyes whirling with cold and shadowy gloom.

His gaze briefly passed over the spot on his leg where she had been sitting, and he frowned.

"Where did you come from?" His deep, low voice shattered the quiet of the private room.

Hearing this question, the woman's eyes lit up, and like a fish out of water seeing the water again, she was about to throw herself at him, "I'm from ak! The model Wanwan under ak's banner!"

Seeing that Yu Yanshen didn't respond for a while, she tried to move closer but was stopped by the person sitting next to Yu Yanshen.

Fu Moyi looked at her with mocking eyes, "President Yu was asking, where did you get the gall to brazenly sit on his lap, really thinking of yourself as something special?"

Wanwan's face turned pale, about to say something when her phone in her handbag rang.

The silence around them made the voice from her phone exceptionally clear.

"Idiot woman, get back here and sign the resignation agreement. You think you can get involved with Yu Yanshen? Moron!"

As Wanwan cried and left, she couldn't help but look back at Yu Yanshen, but her heart sank even more when she realized he hadn't spared her a glance.

The jerk, just because he's handsome, wealthy, with a good family background, high education, and doesn't mingle with women, what's so great about that!

The others in the room quietly disappeared into the background, leaving only Fu Moyi, who had previously blocked Wanwan from moving forward.

Yu Yanshen had always been like that in his dealings; Fu Moyi was accustomed to it.

He glanced sidelong at the man whose mood was low, as he skillfully spun his lighter and lit a cigarette.

"You've almost smoked two packs today, stop it," Fu Moyi frowned, as Yu Yanshen's good friend since high school, he felt he had to stop him from harming himself in this way.

Yu Yanshen wasn't usually addicted to smoking, but today he was smoking particularly heavily.

He ignored Fu Moyi, his gaze briefly scanning past the doorway of the private room.

Fu Moyi caught that one-second look and hesitated before speaking.

"That woman who entered the wrong room just now," he paused for a few seconds, "is it her? Has she come back?"

Yu Yanshen was silent for a while, then extinguished his cigarette.

"What do you think?"

Yanshen of Yaocheng, young and accomplished at twenty-four. It was said that before the age of nineteen, he was a prodigal son, but then he suddenly had a breakthrough, dominating half the business world of Yaocheng within four years.

Mysterious and dangerous, that's what everyone who had dealings with him felt.

...

Meanwhile, in private room 0420.

Yao Qing followed Producer Zhang inside. Director Wang immediately used the excuse that she was late and needed to apologize by forcing her to chug liquor.

She downed a full glass of white liquor, astonishing the surrounding crew members.

And then, under the disbelieving stares of everyone around, she finished all the liquor Director Wang handed her, both white and yellow.

Afterward, she successfully got most of the people at the table drunk, including Director Wang.