650 A Million Times for You 12 (1/2)
”You… what are you saying? Who the heck are you!?!” the director bellowed, glowering at her.
An Xiaoning removed her mask casually and answered, ”Just a passerby.”
The director's initial fury vanished without a trace upon the sight of her face. ”Turns out… it's Ms. An. I was just kidding, I didn't bully her,” he hurriedly explained himself.
”I'm not blind, I can tell whether or not you bullied her.” An Xiaoning then asked Fang Erlan, ”What role do you play in the drama?”
”I'm the eighth female supporting character,” Fang Erlan said in surprise, well aware of who An Xiaoning was.
”Did you sign a contract with the production team?”
”No.”
”Pack your belongings and come with me,” An Xiaoning said calmly.
”Alright.” It had never occurred to Fang Erlan that she would one day meet her greatest benefactor, An Xiaoning, in such a place.
Fang Erlan remained silent throughout the walk back to the hotel together with An Xiaoning.
Once they reached the hotel, An Xiaoning instructed Fang Erlan to take a warm shower.
An Xiaoning then scrutinized Fang Erlan from head to toe after she came out of the shower.
Although she was not exactly gorgeous, she was rather pleasant-looking and able to withstand careful appreciation.
She exuded the aura of a pretty girl from a humble family.
She was extremely easy on the eyes.
”Come sit down here,” said An Xiaoning, patting the spot beside her.
Fang Erlan sat down politely and said, ”Thank you, Ms. An.”
”Don't mention it. Is your name Fang Erlan?”
”Yes.”
”How old are you this year?”
”Twenty-three years old.”
”Which institution did you graduate from?” An Xiaoning asked with raised brows.
”The Theater Arts Academy.”
An Xiaoning nodded and said, ”If given the chance, would you be willing to sign an artiste contract with my studio?”
”Of course I am. I'm willing even if I'm not getting paid,” Fang Erlan exclaimed with joy and surprise written all over her face.
An Xiaoning did not expect her to be so straightforward and decisive. ”Only capitalists would expect you to work for free. I'm no capitalist. Okay, in this case, come with me to A City tomorrow.”
”Sure.”
There were two beds in the room. Fang Erlan could not fall asleep at all that night.
She was both caught by surprise and overjoyed and found that An Xiaoning seemed to be different from what the netizens made her out to be.
Fang Erlan stayed up, wide awake for the rest of the night for she was too excited to fall asleep.
An Xiaoning woke up to find that Fang Erlan was sitting on the bed, already dressed in her outfit for the day. An Xiaoning burst into laughter and asked, ”Why are you up so early?”
”I didn't sleep at all last night. This feels just like a dream. Sis, thank you so much.”
An Xiaoning looked at her in astonishment, appalled to see how agitated she was. ”How could you go without any sleep? Take a nap on the plane later after breakfast.”
”Yes, alright.”
Mei Yangyang came over with the contract personally and successfully signed Fang Erlan as their first artiste.
After the contract was signed, Mei Yangyang pulled An Xiaoning aside and remarked, ”Sis, you're offering her too much and paying her way too well for a newbie.”
”You would need sincerity to buy someone's loyalty and genuine efforts. No one would slog their guts out for you willingly if you don't pay them enough and provide them with necessary incentives,” said An Xiaoning.
Mei Yangyang gave her a thumbs-up and said, ”You're the brainy one, indeed. I think she's rather pretty, actually. She'll be a ravishing beauty once we put some makeup on her.”