She was still nervous when An Huaijue's voice came: "Go to rest early and don't care about your body just because the studio has just opened and is very busy. Recuperation is a waste of money."

It's like you're short of money.

Lan Weiwan breathed a sigh of relief and agreed: "I understand. I'm not you. I don't have any sense of propriety when I'm busy."

Fortunately, An Huaijue didn't hear anything. Otherwise, if he knew Ran Ran didn't think much of them at all, I don't know how angry he would be.

After she agreed, she buried her head in the quilt and locked the screen of her phone to avoid being seen by An Huaijue.

After she fell asleep, An Huaijue turned off the light and walked out of the room.

Bai Hao was still waiting for An Huaijue in the living room. When he heard the door open, he subconsciously said: "Mr. An, today's meeting is over. You can rest now."

"Bai Hao. I have something I need you to do for me." An Huaijue raised his head, his dark eyes reflecting a certain depth.

Bai Hao complained endlessly in his heart.

This means that An Huaijue has finished his work and can rest, but does he still need to work overtime?

"What's the matter?" He still stood up respectfully, but his tone was a little weak.

An Huaijue whispered a few words in Bai Hao's ear, which successfully made Bai Hao's face pale: "Mr. An, what are you..."

"Just do it as you are told. Where did all the nonsense come from?" After An Huaijue said this grumpily, he fell silent.

Bai Hao pursed his lips and could only nod: "Okay, I understand."

I really don't understand, An Huaijue's current actions are getting more and more confusing.

No one can read his mind.

Bai Hao reluctantly walked out of the An family mansion, returned home and took a nap. Early the next morning, he went to his destination to complete the tasks arranged by An Huaijue.

Early in the morning, as soon as Lan Weiwan woke up, An Huaijue was no longer in the room. She called Ren Ziran again: "Ran Ran, do you think An Huaijue has lost interest in me recently? Every time I wake up lately,

Come here, he’s not even in the room. He comes back very late at night.”

Ren Ziran's face was full of embarrassment, he rubbed his messed up hair and said impatiently: "Miss, you used to refuse to let others sleep with you, but now he doesn't stick with you.

Shouldn't you be happy? Besides, An Huaijue is so busy alone, isn't it normal?"

"But he has never been so busy before!" Lan Weiwan's tone of voice became a little urgent.

Ren Ziran got up from the bed sleepily and exhaled: "Wanwan, I see that you are really getting smaller and smaller now. Insecure? Do you still want a sense of security around An Huaijue?

?What a big deal."

In Ren Ziran's impression, people like An Huaijue don't have much free time. Even if she doesn't go home every night, she won't think there is a problem. Let alone being at home every day.

It was clear that he valued Lan Weiwan's performance.

I don't know what Lan Weiwan is worried about.

She wanted to say something else, but there was a sudden knock on the door. Walking to the door, Ren Ziran said to Lan Weiwan: "I'll open the door first, someone is looking for me."

So Lan Weiwan on the other end of the phone responded, fell silent, and waited for Ren Ziran to finish.

"Brother Chen? Why are you here?"

Standing outside the door was Ren Ziran's agent. At this moment, he was standing breathlessly at the door of Ren Ziran's house. He was still holding a thick stack of texts in his hand, and he didn't know what it was.

It seems that he ran all the way here, and now he is still unsteady on his feet.

Ren Ziran felt even more strange: "Brother Chen, I don't have any work today. Why did you suddenly come to my place so early in the morning? And you ran in such a hurry..."

"What does it mean to have no job? Come to work!" Brother Chen gasped, looked up at her, raised the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then coughed lightly, "Ran Ran, tell me the truth, are you secretly

What kind of rich people have you contacted? You can't do this kind of thing, you won't live like this for long! If this kind of thing is exposed..."

"Wait a minute, what are you talking about, Brother Chen? I want to get in touch with rich people? Where can I go to get in touch with rich people? Where do some rich people come from to get in touch with me?" Ren Ziran has no chance to interact with rich people at all except when attending parties.

, besides, she didn’t even bother to do that kind of thing.

Lan Weiwan was listening to their conversation on the other end of the phone. He took out a bag of potato chips from the cabinet, took two bites, and wondered: "What's going on?"

Brother Chen looked at the thing in his hand strangely and handed it to Ren Ziran: "You haven't contacted rich people? Then why did I suddenly receive so many scripts, and I also specified that you should be the heroine."

"What the hell?" Ren Ziran took the documents and looked at them carefully. Sure enough, they were all TV and movie scripts, and it was clearly written on them that Ren Ziran was invited to be the female lead.

She has never felt so happy after growing up. Could it be that her light has finally been discovered?

"Oh my god, am I going to be popular soon? I just filmed a drama, so other directors must have noticed my potential." Ren Ziran is usually a carefree person and doesn't think too much when thinking.

Brother Chen quickly knocked her on the head and said coldly: "Why did you take a fancy to your potential? There must be something wrong with it. The entertainment industry is not as simple as you think. It's impossible for you to win just because you filmed a movie.

It suddenly exploded. Tell me honestly, did you do something..."

"How dare I. I still want to stay in this circle for a long time. If I do this kind of thing, won't my future life be miserable? Besides, there are no rich people around me...

..." At this point, Ren Ziran's eyes moved to his mobile phone, and he suddenly thought of Lan Weiwan, and was shocked, "Damn it, don't tell me, I really know a rich man, and he is very rich.

The kind that has a lot of money.”

"Who is it?" Brother Chen looked like he hated iron.

Ren Ziran quickly picked up the phone and shouted into the phone: "Wanwan! Did you ask An Huaijue to arrange the script for me? You are too awesome, aren't you? You have lived a good life yourself.

Don’t you forget your good sister?”

Even if she racked her brains, she could only think that it was Lan Weiwan who did it. She had An Huaijue by her side, so wouldn't it be extremely simple to help her? Moreover, she could get all these big-name directors to come to her.

The only one is An Huaijue, right?

Lan Weiwan had been listening on the other end of the phone for a long time, and finally understood what was going on. He said with a confused look: "It's not me... I never told An Huaijue about giving you resources."
Chapter completed!