After the cannon fodder mission was completed, the younger male protagonist went crazy

"Yes." Chen Aman asked back, "If it's not mine, whose else could it be?"

Chen Xingzhu was horrified, "You, you, you! You switched my bank card!"

Chen Aman didn't like what she said, "What do you mean by switched? What? You don't want mine anymore?"

This was a bit hurtful, so Chen Xingzhu quickly shook her head, "No, no, no, that's not what I meant."

"Oh." Chen Aman raised her chin, "Then keep it."

Chen Xingzhu had no choice but to accept it, "Then...how much money is in it?" he asked weakly.

His eldest brother gave him 5 million, his father and mother gave him 5 million each, and as for Aman...it shouldn't be too little, right...?

He looked over with anticipation.

Chen Aman: "Not a lot, do you mind?"

This question...Chen Xingzhu: Can I say that I mind it a lot?

Doesn't that make him look so heartless?

He could only smile, "No, no, no, I don't mind."

"Oh, okay." Chen Aman nodded, "As long as you don't mind."

This means... Chen Xingzhu swallowed, "Not much... How many are there?"

First of all, there is definitely not 5 million, or 1 million...it doesn't seem likely either.

If it's 5 million, there shouldn't be any need to use the word 'not a lot', right?

That is... 1 million? 500 million?

Well, it can’t be 100 million.

Chen Aman: "Oh, there's 50 in it, you——"

"What?!" Chen Xingzhu screamed, "50?!"

Chen Xingzhu: I was already prepared for only 100 million, but you told me it was only 50?!

Chen A'man said dejectedly, "Ah, you really still mind that I give you too little."

Chen Xingzhu: “…” He almost couldn’t breathe.

He took a deep breath and said very stiffly: "No, I don't mind, really, I don't mind at all."

Chen Aman's expression was relieved. "Okay, since you don't mind, I'll leave and you can go to sleep."

Having said that, Chen A'man turned around and left without any reluctance.

Chen Xingzhu: “…” Just…just left like that???

When Chen Aman was about to reach the door, Chen Xingzhu hurriedly said, “Wait!”

Chen Aman turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chen Xingzhu hesitated and said, "That..."

Chen Aman yawned and said, "Just say it. I'm already sleepy."

Chen Xingzhu twitched the corners of his lips, "You just said that you were just keeping the money for me."

Chen Aman nodded. "Yes, that's right. The money is still yours. I won't touch a cent of it."

Chen Xingzhu got to the point, "How long do you plan to keep it?"

What you mean is, when are you going to return it to me?

Chen Aman: "Well..."

Chen Xingzhu looked expectant. He couldn't wait decades to give it to him, right?

"When you go bankrupt or have nowhere else to go, this money will be your last resort."

……

Chen A'man had already left, and before leaving she reminded him to "remember to take stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets."

After taking four stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets, Chen Xingzhu no longer felt bloated, but he still couldn't sleep.

He was originally angry at Chen Aman's ruthless exploitation, but now, he couldn't be angry at all.

On the contrary... I was overwhelmed with indescribable emotion.

There is no doubt that Mo Siwen, Chen Zhicai, and Chen Songyun secretly gave him money out of love.

But Chen A'man took the money without allowing it to be refused, which was still love.

He was favored by them, just like they all sent him a stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablet at the same time.

A warm feeling flowed to every part of his body, and a happy smile hung on the corner of Chen Xingzhu's lips.

In the next few days, with the sponsorship of Chen Aman, Chen Xingzhu finally didn't have to eat instant noodles every meal.

50 is enough for Chen Xingzhu to have three meals a day.

After Secretary Zhang came back, Chen Xingzhu's work intensity dropped sharply.

"Qiao Wenzhou: Are you not busy with work recently?"

Chen Xingzhu even has time to play with his phone. "Well, not so busy anymore."

"Qiao Wenzhou: Envy (grievance)"

"Chen Xingzhu: What's wrong? (Little yellow duck pokes its head out)"

"Qiao Wenzhou: The crew has to catch up with the schedule these days, and we shoot until very late every day. I am so tired (the little dog is exhausted and has no energy)"

"Chen Xingzhu: Then should I talk to the director?"

After typing the folded line, he immediately sent a telegram to Qu Tiexin.

"Qiao Wenzhou: No, no, no, no thanks! (panicked)"

"Chen Xingzhu: Didn't you say you were tired? (tilted head in confusion)"

"Qiao Wenzhou: Uh... (hesitated)"

"Chen Xingzhu: What's wrong? (I really don't understand)"

"Qiao Wenzhou: I just want you to care about me (shyly pointing fingers)"

Here, a blush suddenly appeared on Qiao Wenzhou's face, and he looked shy.

After typing this line, he quickly shifted his gaze to the side, as if he couldn't bear it anymore.

At this moment, an impatient voice came from a distance, "Qiao Wenzhou, it's your turn soon, hurry up and get ready."

His eyes suddenly turned cold, and Qiao Wenzhou twisted his fingertips vigorously.

He curled the corners of his lips, as if he didn't notice the malice in it, "Okay, I get it."

The person outside sneered and turned away.

Qiao Wenzhou remained calm and continued to type on the screen, "Mr. Chen, I have to start filming. Let's talk later."

After saying this, he did not put down his phone immediately. Instead, he waited until he saw the other party's reply, "Okay, got it, you go back to filming." Then he put away his phone.

After adjusting his clothes a little, Qiao Wenzhou went to the dressing room alone.

The people inside came and went as if they didn't see him.

Qiao Wenzhou was not surprised. He walked to the dressing table in the corner, picked up the powder puff on the table and started to touch up his makeup.

At this moment, a hand reached out and snatched the powder puff from Qiao Wenzhou's hand, and said angrily: "What are you doing? Don't you know that you can't touch things in the dressing room?"

Qiao Wenzhou paused, then looked up and said, "I just want to touch up my makeup."

The one who snatched the powder puff away was a man with a pointed face and monkey cheeks. "You can't move!"

Qiao Wenzhou pointed to his face and said, "I'm about to start filming, but my makeup is a little smudged."

The other party rolled his eyes and said, "You can't move that either. That's the rule."

During this gap, there were prying eyes and playful faces all around.

But no one came forward, they all looked like they were enjoying a good show.

Not wanting to argue with the other party, Qiao Wenzhou was about to get up and leave.

Anyway, his makeup was smudged and he didn't look good on camera. At most he would be scolded by the director, but in the end it was the makeup team who had to take the blame.

He only needs to humble himself and apologize, and then casually mention the rule of "not moving around" to the director...

Who will the director’s final anger be directed at?

He doesn't know...

Thinking this in his mind, he stood up.

The man who was ignored was so angry that his mouth was about to twist, and he was about to curse.

It was at this time that the makeup team leader came in.

The woman with neat short hair noticed that the atmosphere seemed a little wrong as soon as she came in, and she looked around quickly.

Then, she quickly stepped forward, pushed the man away with her butt, and looked at Qiao Wenzhou apologetically, "Excuse me, Mr. Qiao, do you want to touch up your makeup? Their skills are not very good, let me do it."

The man who was pushed away was full of dissatisfaction. Just as he was about to speak, the woman glared back at him.

At the same time, several obscure gazes around were also retracted.

The woman's skills were indeed very good, and she helped Qiao Wenzhou complete his makeup in no time.

The repair was done very well, there was no problem. Qiao Wenzhou simply thanked him and got up to leave.

After coming out, he stopped a few steps outside the door.

Inside, a woman's angry voice came out, "What's wrong with you?"

"How many times have I told you? Mr. Joe is the lead actor!"

"The leading actor! Do you understand what it means to be the leading actor?"

"If the filming is affected due to the mistake of our makeup team and the director holds us accountable, who among you will take responsibility for this mistake?"

"Hmm? Who? You! You? Or you? You come?"

"Hmm? Who will take the blame?"

After listening to a few words, Qiao Wenzhou sighed and walked away.

Pity……

A bunch of idiots, but they have a clear-headed superior.

Qiao Wenzhou could only hold it back temporarily.

When he came to the front, the director was filming other people's scenes, so Qiao Wenzhou stood aside obediently.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man next to the director - the assistant director, Zhang Shuo, waved at Qiao Wenzhou.