"You’re in the apartment, and I’m here!"
Having said that, she haughtily spun around and went back to the studio.
Mu Yichen’s devilishly charming gaze followed her retreating figure, but he couldn’t help feeling smug inside.
She hadn’t managed to bring up the matter of going to film again last night, and this morning she had to take care of Huanhuan getting up, so she let the matter slide. He then called Jing Qing’s agent.
"If you have too many scripts on your hands, why not give them all to the young Miss of the Jing Family? After all, she’s the professional one."
"But she’s been acting for so many years and is no longer the innocent girl she used to be; there are some roles she just can’t play anymore."
"So you turn to Mrs. Mu? Mrs. Mu is precious, but she’s a gem that belongs to me alone. If you still want to make it in this industry, better look for someone else."
After finishing his speech, Mu Yichen hung up the phone and the car swiftly headed in the direction of the pharmaceutical factory.
The agent was even more dumbstruck. After hanging up, he couldn’t believe what he had just heard.
What did President Mu just call that girl on the phone?
And he said Mrs. Mu is his personal treasure?
He felt like his soul was about to leave his body. Could it be that President Mu didn’t mean what he thought? Was it all an illusion?
If President Mu had gotten married, how could there not be any media coverage?
Nowadays, couples like to address each other as husband and wife; could it be that President Mu was no exception? Definitely, it must be!
Just as he was confused, he absentmindedly saw Jing Qing walking over with her little assistant and immediately stood up, a bit clearer in his head.
"I was just looking for you. Do you have a moment?"
The agent, no matter how powerful, still had to handle the young Miss with kid gloves.
Jing Qing glanced at him and went into the lounge first.
"You should take the part. If you do well in this microfilm, you’ll definitely gain a lot of new fans."
"I’m not going. I hate filming this messy stuff the most; it’s definitely more trouble than it’s worth."
"Look at you, always turning your nose up at some scripts. Would I give you a bad script? You are the pillar of our company; only the best is given to you."
"Really?" Jing Qing felt a bit better upon hearing this and asked nonchalantly while sipping the sesame paste her assistant had just bought.
"Then I’ll think about it," Jing Qing continued filing her nails.
"Hey! By the way, what’s the name of that girl who did the perfume advertisement last time?"
Jing Qing immediately stopped her nail-filing.
"President Mu quietly told me, this role is suitable for you and that I shouldn’t go looking for that girl."
The agent saw her complexion change and quickly whispered in her ear.
Jing Qing was flattered and incredulous as she looked at the agent.
The agent gave her a look of undoubted confidence.
"He really said that to you?"
Jing Qing was still in disbelief.
"Yeah, President Mu also said this role is tailor-made for you, and if you can’t play it, we won’t find a second person in the whole country."
Upon hearing this, Jing Qing readily agreed without hesitation.
She thought about their last meeting in his office; could it be that he became anxious because she told him she had a boyfriend?
"So, is our deal set? You can’t abandon me midway; I’ll go take care of it right away,"
The agent hurried to get her commitment, fearing that she would suddenly change her mind again; she had changed her mind too many times after becoming famous.
That was also why he wanted to develop new talent.
If she hadn’t been of special status, he could have managed and restrained her without issue, but because of her extraordinary status, he dared not be too strict. If he couldn’t manage it, he truly had to either pull Qin Mu into this or find someone else.
Actually, the weather today was so good, good enough to look up and see the clear blue sky, the clouds, one after another, as wonderful as cotton candy.
It added an even more spectacular and beautiful touch to the day.
Mu Yichen’s car stopped in the parking lot under the pharmaceutical factory building, and no sooner had he got out than someone ran out to greet him: "You’ve arrived!"
Then the staff accompanied him inside; amongst all those prime age men, only he stood out so remarkably.
The poplar leaves outside fluttered in the wind, the rustling sound of the leaves pleasing to the ear.
He stayed inside the pharmaceutical factory the whole day without leaving, and attended meetings for seven to eight hours.
In the evening, Qin Mu was called out by Helian Hao for a drink, though he was followed by a little tail.
Prosecutor Jing Feng.
When Qin Mu got out of the car and saw Jing Feng with her, he couldn’t help laughing and asked, "Did you bring me along to play third wheel?"