Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

The school has been obviously more lively these two days than usual. In addition to college students who love to go out more, there are also more media and photographers with cameras.

However, because the male lead is a little-known actor, the popularity remained at a relatively normal level at the beginning.

Until one day, when Ye Kong was on his way back to the store after class, he saw a group of women running down the stairs screaming.

When she returned to the coffee shop, she found that business had become much quieter today.

"There's a new actor joining the crew." The part-time student explained to her, "It's said that he plays a small supporting role, but the actor himself is a small-time celebrity. He's been quite popular recently, and everyone went to watch it."

She curled her lips as she spoke: "The inexplicable airdrop of resources is probably intentional!"

Ye Kong twirled his pen and asked her, "Are you dissatisfied with this newcomer?"

"..." The part-time student hesitated for a long time before saying, "I'm a fan of his rival!"

There were not many customers at the moment and she was not required to work, so she sat at the bar and angrily explained science to Ye Kong.

"Little boss, you don't know, this guy is a jerk. He has a face that has been through so many surgeries, but he always brags about being a good-looking guy. That's fine, but there are photos of him peeing and spitting everywhere in his early years. He smokes, drinks, goes to bars, and cheats. But once he becomes famous, he immediately creates a pure and innocent persona. He relies on the sponsor behind him to delete photos and negative information from the entire internet. Most importantly, the marketing accounts that praise him spread rumors about my brother every day! His fans always try to slander my brother! He's so annoying!"

Ye Kong blinked: "You have a brother who is an actor?"

"…He's not my biological brother. We call idols brothers."

"..." Knowing that his internet sense was too poor, Ye Kong remained silent.

"Anyway, this guy is really bad!" The part-time student said bitterly, "This time, this movie resource must have been arranged for him by his sponsor! Otherwise, based on his acting skills, why would the director be interested in him?!"

Ye Kong immediately thought of the phone call she heard the night before. She nodded, and received a surprised look from the part-time student.

"Little boss, do you believe what I say?"

"Why don't you believe it?"

"You're so nice." The part-time student said happily, "This guy relied on the company's marketing to whitewash himself thoroughly. He's quite popular with the public. Tsk, it's really annoying."

She pouted and said, "I hope this idiot won't come to our store to sleep, otherwise I'll make our sofa dirty."

·

A prophecy.

That night, the insomniac Ye Kong sat cross-legged by the wall with a palette, painting a mural, while Qu Wu lay in the booth to keep her company.

Both of them were very quiet and didn't make a sound until someone knocked on the door.

"It's that crew. They seem to be shooting night scenes recently." Qu Wu turned over and went to open the door.

Ye Kong didn't look at it for long, but the figure of the person walking in was clearly reflected on the glass.

First, a few staff members who were so tired that they could hardly open their eyes fell down in a booth. Then came the familiar man in a baseball cap and mask. Finally, a strange actor walked in surrounded by several people.

Qu Wu returned to Ye Kong's side after a while and cursed in a low voice: "That little traffic guy called... Luo Han is here too, but I saw him in a huge nanny car this morning, and he was accompanied by two or three assistants. Why did he come to sleep here?"

Ye Kong was too lazy to care about these things.

She just felt a little annoyed when there were too many people, but after all, she had already collected the rent, so it was not easy to drive them away.

Qu Wu ran to get her a pair of noise-cancelling headphones, and Ye Kong finally felt a little more comfortable.

·

"Excuse me."

"Excuse me."

"…I say! This classmate!"

Qu Wu, who was drowsy in the booth, was suddenly awakened. Thinking that something had happened to Ye Kong, she looked over immediately and found that the girl was still as oblivious to the outside world, sitting cross-legged on the cushion, painting wholeheartedly. Only then did she feel relieved and frowned at the lady with glasses in front of her.

"Hello, I just asked around and they said you are from this store, right?"

The other party maintained a rather formal smile, and Qu Wu simply replied "yes".

"Okay, I'd like to order twelve Americanos. Please make them for us."

Qu Wu: ...

This is treating yourself as a waiter.

She was a little speechless, pulled her mask and said, "I'm sorry, I'm the store manager, not the waiter, so I'm not responsible for making coffee."

The woman raised her eyebrows, looked her up and down, and forced a smile: "Isn't the store manager also an employee? How about... we give you a 500 tip?"

Qu Wu: ...

She simply fell back on the sofa and played with her cell phone, indicating her refusal to cooperate.

The woman was slightly stunned, her breathing immediately quickened, she glared at her fiercely before turning and leaving.

Qu Wu saw from the corner of her eye that she went back to the young actor and said something, so everyone surrounding the actor turned their heads to look over.

Qu Wu sneered in his heart without even raising his eyelids. Unexpectedly, a few seconds later, the woman actually walked straight towards Ye Kong, who was painting with his back to them.

Qu Wu: ...

She suddenly shot up and grabbed the woman's hand before she touched Ye Kong's shoulder.

"what are you doing?"

She pulled him out.

"What are you doing?!" the woman raised her voice in disbelief and shook her hand away.

Seeing that a conflict was about to break out, the man who had been sitting comfortably on the sofa immediately stood up and walked over.

"Stop making noise, stop making noise, what's going on?"

He has a face with thick eyebrows and long eyes. When he smiles, he does look a bit pure and masculine, and his tone of voice is also cheerful.

Qu Wu let go of the woman's hand: "Ask her what she wants to do first."

"You're the store manager and you're a big shot, but you don't want to make coffee for us. I can't ask other employees to make coffee for us, can they?" the woman said angrily, "I don't know what you're saying, a store manager of a shabby coffee shop is putting on airs! I think..."

"Alright, alright." The man stopped her from saying anything harsh, and looked at Qu Wu politely but with some fatigue, "Sorry, are our demands too much? If you think a 500 tip is not enough, I can give you 5,000 - I have a scene to shoot in the early morning so I can't sleep, and I really need coffee to wake me up."

The man's attitude was okay, but Qu Wu was unmoved: "I told you I don't know how to make coffee. If you want Americano or something else, you can make it yourself."

Probably realizing that this was her bottom line, the man nodded good-naturedly, turned around and instructed a male assistant who could make coffee.

The storm has calmed down temporarily.

The female assistant glared at Qu Wu and ran to the bar to help.

However, the actor named Luo Han was not in a hurry to leave. He looked at Qu Wu and asked with a smile: "Are you the store manager here?"

Qu Wu: ...

Seeing that Qu Wu didn't care, he didn't get angry. He looked at Ye Kong who had his back to them and said, "Where is this guy? Why are you still painting so late? Is your store exploiting your employees so much?"

Qu Wu: ...

Still without waiting for a reply, his expression finally stiffened slightly.

After a moment, he smiled, blinked at Qu Wu and asked, "No way, sister, don't you know me?"

Qu Wu: ...

Before Qu Wu could figure out how to answer this idiot, he suddenly heard a crisp sound. He turned around and saw Ye Kong picked up the cup beside him and drank the last sip of honey water in the cup.

Then she put the cup down without even looking at it and went back to painting.

Qu Wu's eyes moved, and her body subconsciously stood up. She picked up the cup and turned to the bar to make her another batch of honey water. Before leaving, she did not forget to coldly say to the man, "Don't disturb her."

Looking at Qu Wu's leaving back, the man narrowed his eyes thoughtfully and looked at the slender figure who was painting wholeheartedly.

It was at this moment that he suddenly realized that the murals on the wall were actually quite beautiful, and were in no way inferior to the works he had seen in high-end art exhibitions before.