High-IQ chaebol: begging for a hug in the arms of a black belly

Busy all day long, Shen Bocheng followed the group for a whole day, and gradually figured out the rules of the game inside.

At dinner, he ordered coffee and milk tea for everyone in the crew in Xia Tingyu's name.

When the staff yelled loudly: "Thank you Brother Yu", Xia Tingyu's vanity was greatly satisfied.

It has to be said that Bai Nan's departure has really affected the progress of the filming, but the newly revised script has not been waiting for a long time.

Xiao Mingxi called his apprentice, and after he took a few glances at the script, he suddenly lost his temper and threw a copy of the script in his apprentice's face.

The roaring sound was transmitted to all corners of the crew along with the microphone.

"Damn it... Are you a badass? Change a notebook, you changed a piece of shit in one afternoon! Can this thing be read? Ah? Can you read it?"

"I'm sorry, Master, I'll correct it again!" The little apprentice was about to bury his head in his chest, and kept bending over and nodding to apologize, but what he got in return was even worse insults.

"What kind of idiot are you... What are you writing about? Why does the third girl hate her sister? Huh? Does it make sense? Just because her sister told her parents about her smoking, she was hated? What? , if you arrange it like this, everyone in the world will die, just casually..."

The plot is so horrible, and extremely harsh.

Chengyao got up to rest as usual, told his assistant a few words and patted Xiao Mingxi on the shoulder, which meant that he was also on strike today.

After all, the anger has spread to the point where it can't be ended, and I don't know if Xiao Mingxi's emotions are really because of the script or something else!

In short, at the end, his little apprentice, a boy about 1.8 meters tall, just listened to his order and held the book, his eyes were red, and there was a red mark on his face, one by one, the staff walked over. One by one I bowed and apologized.

"sorry!"

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More than 200 people bowed and apologized one by one.

Some people patted him on the shoulder to show comfort, some people had the mentality of watching the excitement, and some people looked at him coldly with happy or sneering faces...

When the boy came to Xia Tingyu's side, he blocked him with his hand, "No need!"

The boy looked up at him, the tears in his eyes were even worse, and finally he couldn't hold back and smashed them down...

Shen Bocheng also signaled him to skip it.

On the way back, Xia Tingyu sighed, feeling quite heavy in his heart, and lamented his good life. Since coming here, he has not received any harsh treatment or excessive scolding. In the past two days alone, he has seen several bloody scenes. It started, but today's assistant editor is the most tragic one.

"Make money early and leave here." Shen Bocheng said indifferently.

Xia Tingyu felt that since Shen Bocheng came to accompany him, this was the most useful sentence he said.

That night, Shen Bocheng took Xia Tingyu away from the hotel arranged for them by the film crew, and went to a quiet place with an ordinary environment.

No one mentioned the embarrassing scene last night. The two of them read comics and were busy with business without interfering with each other.

The next morning, Shen Bocheng sent Xia Tingyu to his assistant's car, while he drove elsewhere.

In the old Xia family house, Shen Bocheng walked into the villa, imagining how Xia Tingyu was scolded bloody by the old man here.

That timid guy must have shrunk his neck, squinted his eyes, and his shoulders were shaking due to the roar...

In fact, he didn't quite understand that with Mr. Xia's status, he could do business with him without showing his face, but for some reason he insisted on coming to the house to talk about things.

In the study room on the second floor, there was an old man in a Chinese tunic suit. He was as imposing as a young man, and his gray hair was neatly brushed at his temples, making him look majestic.

"Mr. Xia..." Shen Bocheng admired Mr. Xia's personality, and shouted respectfully.

Xia Guochang only nodded, and gave him a meaningful look, "Sit down!"

At this time, an old man dressed in casual clothes and looking like a butler walked in with two cups of coffee.

"Mr. Shen, drink coffee."

"Okay, thank you."

Just when Shen Bocheng was about to take the cup, the old man shook his hand for some reason, and spilled the whole cup of coffee on Shen Bocheng's clothes.

Fortunately, it is iced coffee and the temperature is not hot, otherwise Shen Bocheng would burn his skin off after drinking this cup.

"Yo Yo Yo, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Shen, it's all my fault for my old eyesight, you see why... Hey!"

"Old Shang, look at you. If you can't do well, let the younger ones come. Hurry up, take this kid to change clothes."

The two old people sang and cooperated extremely seriously, but Shen Bocheng lowered his head and sneered inexplicably, he didn't understand which one the two of them were going to sing.

If you want to control yourself, you can use a more direct method, and you don't need to beat around the bush with these little tricks.

When the other party's intentions are not clear, he can't be too eager to find the way, he can only pretend to cater.

"Business Manager, don't be so busy, this suit is fine, as long as it fits you well." Shen Bocheng looked at the clothes of various models and colors in the cloakroom, and understood that these were prepared by the Xia family for different guests.

For a wealthy family like the Xia family, it is normal to hold a small banquet or something, so preparing a change of clothes for the guests is also a normal way of hospitality.

It's just that, among these clothes, it's not easy to pick out the number he's wearing, so he's already satisfied with one, at least he doesn't need to be shirtless to show others.

What made him even more gratified was that, luckily, it was a shirt. If the old man was blinded and misread the target, he poured it down on his crotch...

Hehe... have fun while suffering.

The housekeeper Shang took the clothes that Shen Bocheng took off, and did not let him put them down, but carefully reached out to take them, and put them into a bag prepared in advance.

After they walked out of the cloakroom, they went to the study room again. Mr. Xia spent his time sipping the hot tea in his cup.

"I'm really sorry. I'll send someone to send you the clothes when I wash them later." Xia Guochang said.

"It's okay, just throw it away, it doesn't have to be so troublesome." Shen Bocheng.

The two first had a serious chat about Xia Tingyu's recent performance, and then they got down to business.

"It has been found out that Li Dazhi colluded with the immediate family members of the Xia family to do this."

"It was made by my eldest daughter-in-law."

"It's Li Dazhi's sister, Li Xuetong! I found Xiaoyu's high school classmate, Xie Yiming's father, and they did kill the tutor Chen Sheng, but they didn't reveal that Li Dazhi was behind the scenes." Shen Bocheng.

Xia Guochang sighed, his tone full of heartache, "For these years, the two siblings have been stalking the Xia family like maggots attached to their bones, thinking that they have done a perfect job, but in fact Li Dazhi's accusation and handle have long been in my hands.

If it weren't for you, we would never know the crimes Xiaoyu suffered.This time, thank you very much.As Xiaoyu's grandfather, this is my negligence..."