Chapter 132: Boss 129, why did you come in person? [1 update]

The staff didn’t even give Nie Chao a second glance.

Their tone was abrasive, thick with mockery, and full of contempt.

Apart from stars, Hengdian Film and Television City also welcomes many VIPs every month.

These VIPs are the real tycoons of the entertainment industry.

The pocket change they tip could amount to thousands or tens of thousands.

Though the production team they were responsible for tonight wasn’t large, several actors were fresh from the recently popular selection show “Youth 101”.

One company had invested a large sum of money, asking them to take good care of them.

At this moment, a scene had just finished filming, the actors needed to rest, and they had to prepare for the next shots.

But the ordinary chairs were too hard, so their agent asked him to bring over a soft armchair.

The staff member didn’t dare to delay and immediately went to find one.

Where did this extra think he was, trying to fight over a chair with a lead actor?

And claiming the chair was his?

It was already evening, and he was still daydreaming.

The staff member sized up Nie Chao once more, clearly impatient, “Move it, if you waste time, will you pay me, huh?!”

“Pay you?” Nie Chao held back, but still didn’t kick out, “I’ll deduct all your money!”

This was a luxury armchair he had prepared specifically for a young lady, with cushions made of the finest velvet, intended for watching plays.

Such a chair was already worth thousands.

For what, give it to a Miss Luo?

Does she deserve it?

Although Nie Chao wasn’t particularly academically inclined, he was still from the Nie Family and had a black belt in karate.

Not to mention, he had undergone quite some training under the long-term oppression of Nie Yi.

The only reason the staff member managed to snatch the chair from him earlier was that he hadn’t anticipated such an occurrence.

Nie Chao only used a little technique to swiftly reclaim the chair.

The staff member was in disbelief.

As they reached out to snatch it again, they were no match for Nie Chao.

“You’re done for, you’re so done,” the staff member fumed, stomping their feet, “You dare take Miss Luo’s chair, do you not want to work in Hengdian anymore?”

Banning an extra was as easy as pie.

Nie Chao had no time to chat with him.

He strode toward the girl with the chair in tow, “Boss lady, it’s bad luck today, we’ll watch a play another time. I’ll take you to the scenery around Chengtian Gate instead, where the night view is quite nice.”

His chair, he wasn’t about to let any Miss Luo sit in it.

“Let’s go,” Ying Zijin didn’t even look at the staff member.

The two left one after the other, completely ignoring the staff member.

The staff member’s face turned green then white, trembling with rage, but mostly fear.

Without that chair, how would they explain when they get back?

The commotion here wasn’t small, and it was close to the shooting location.

In just a few seconds, someone arrived.

It was the very agent who had sent the staff member to find a chair.

Seeing the staff member standing there, the agent was displeased, “Ziyue asked you to fetch a seat, what are you doing? Do you want your salary docked?”

“Brother Chen, I was getting the chair,” said the staff member, clearly upset from being blamed unjustly, “But some extra showed up out of nowhere and took the chair.”

“An extra?” the agent frowned, “An extra dares to take something meant for Ziyue?”

What kind of an extra thinks they can still earn money?

The staff member described, “He was even wearing slippers, completely lacking in class.”

“Forget it, don’t worry about the chair,” the agent waved their hand, “Ziyue wants to eat osmanthus cake from the shop to the west, go buy some.”

The staff member wiped off sweat and quickly left.

**

Elsewhere.

The barbecue restaurant.

After Fu Yunshen got a number and queued up, he entered the private room, then gestured for Nie Chao to bring Ying Zijin over.

This barbecue place didn’t have the smoky odor of charcoal grills that other places did; the air was clean, and the floor was spotless.

Many celebrities would dine here after finishing their film shoots.

Fu Yunshen was halfway through ordering when he saw the girl come in, so he made space beside him for her to sit.

“The Seventh Young Master, it almost killed me.” Nie Chao placed his luxury chair down and sat opposite, “Can you believe it, I spent a good amount of money on this chair, and someone tried to freeload on it.”

“I tell you, Seventh Young Master, with my temper, I was this close to smashing the chair right onto his head.”

“Uh huh, and then I’d have to bail you out of jail, and your elder brother would have to pay extra for bail,” Fu Yunshen replied.

“…”

Nie Chao immediately deflated.

After Fu Yunshen finished ordering, he turned around, “Yaoyao, are you okay?”

Conflicts were indeed possible in Hengdian Film and Television City, and he thought that having Nie Chao, the host, around would at least prevent such events.

Apparently, he had been too careless.

From now on, it would be better for him to look after the youngsters he brought along.

“I’m fine,” Ying Zijin propped her chin with her right hand.

She pulled out a bottle from her pocket with her other hand and tossed it to Nie Chao.

“Boss lady, what is this?” Nie Chao picked it up, then opened it and peeked inside, getting excited, “Is this the Immortal Pill that could bring me love luck?”

“No,” Ying Zijin hadn’t even responded when Fu Yunshen lazily lifted his eyelids and drawled, “It’s for kidney support.”

Nie Chao: “???”

He was in the prime of his life, so why would he need to nourish his kidneys?

Fu Yunshen curved his peachy eyes and chuckled softly, “Right, kiddo?”

Ying Zijin nodded.

Nourishing the kidneys was just one of the benefits.

So it wasn’t wrong to say that.

Nie Chao’s heart was shattered.

The two of them teamed up to bully him, the eternally single guy who’s always dumped by women.

“By the way, I haven’t asked yet,” Fu Yunshen rolled up his sleeves to mid-forearm and picked up a skewer of chicken wings, “How’d the test go today?”

“Not bad.”

“Hmm, did you feel confident about hitting a hundred in the comprehensive science section?”

“Try three hundred.”

“Pfft—” Nie Chao spurted out his beer, “Big shot, you’re good at fighting, but when it comes to studying, you’re just like me, a total slacker.”

He had been out of school for quite some time, but he knew that scoring three hundred in the comprehensive science was the perfect score.

He had also inquired about Ying Zijin’s academic performance at Verdant, barely passing was a struggle.

There were some areas where he could feel on par with the big shot, which gave Nie Chao some consolation.

Fu Yunshen glanced at Nie Chao, “It’s different.”

“Huh?”

“You’re not as well-behaved as our little friend here.”

Nie Chao looked at the girl who was earnestly eating barbecue: “…”

She was well-behaved.

Well-behaved enough to beat up a dozen grown men single-handedly.

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After dinner, Nie Chao started to brag again, “Seventh Young Master, big shot, I have an attic suite over here, all cleaned up and ready for you guys.”

“It’s almost ten o’clock.” Fu Yunshen glanced at his wristwatch and stood up, “Yaoyao, it’s time to go back to sleep.”

“No, I want to watch the drama.”

“You can watch it live tomorrow.”

“Still no.”

“…”

Nie Chao pricked up his ears to listen, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

“Fine.” Fu Yunshen gave in, “But only one episode.”

The three of them walked back.

On their way, they passed by the earlier Ming and Qing Imperial Gardens.

By that time, all the drama crews had wrapped up for the day.

Luo Ziyue had been filming all day and had even spent a long time kneeling, feeling utterly spent.

Especially tonight when there wasn’t even a cushioned chair, the hard wooden bench killed her appetite.

Luo Ziyue just wanted to go back and rest as soon as possible, she instructed a staff member nearby, “Please pack up my things.”

The staff member busily acknowledged, but as he turned, he saw a flamboyantly pink suit.

Luo Ziyue saw him not moving and frowned, “Hurry up.”

“Miss Luo, it’s that comedian,” the staff member wouldn’t miss the opportunity to curry favor with Luo Ziyue, pointing ahead, “The chair he’s holding, that’s the one I found for you.”

Luo Ziyue took off her sunglasses and looked in the direction he indicated.

But the first thing she noticed was not Nie Chao, but Ying Zijin beside him.

The light and shadow of the street lamp were not clear, flickering on and off.

Yet even so, they could not obscure the girl’s picturesque beauty that captivated the heart and soul.

Luo Ziyue recognized her at a glance.

This was the sasaeng fan who had followed her at the milk tea shop last time and had stubbornly denied it, causing her to lose face.

It seemed this sasaeng fan was quite devoted to the role, even finding out where she was filming and sneaking in as an extra.

Luo Ziyue’s face darkened, “Come here.”

With someone backing her, the staff member also felt emboldened.

Nie Chao was recounting the event that happened earlier to Fu Yunshen when two people blocked their path.

He was forced to interrupt and turned his head, “Who is that? Don’t you know how to walk?”

Luo Ziyue ignored him and looked at the girl eating an ice cream sundae, sneering, “What’s the matter, wasn’t what I told you last time clear enough? You still dare to come again?”

Fu Yunshen raised his eyes; he stepped forward to shield the person beside him.

In a lowered voice, amused, he said, “What are you talking about?”

Luo Ziyue then noticed the third person, and upon a closer look, she was stunned.

It took her a moment to snap back to reality, until a voice came from behind her—it was the producer.

“Miss Luo, you have a scene at seven tomorrow; you really can’t be late.”

Luo Ziyue was very irritated but still had to respond, “I would appreciate it if you informed me; I’ll be there.”

After speaking, she just kept staring coldly at Ying Zijin and Nie Chao, lifting her chin slightly, “These two people, I don’t want to see them in Hengdian ever again.”

“Otherwise, I’m not filming this movie.”

To her, two extras were insignificant and easily replaceable,

The producer never expected to hear such words, he paused, then looked over.

The moment he did, his nerves instantly tensed.

“Boss? You came in person?” The producer was shocked and frightened, almost ready to kneel, “I swear, the storyline this time isn’t as ludicrous as last time.”