Wang Hui scratched his head awkwardly, "It's, it's okay, I just feel that since you all trust me so much, I definitely can't let you down, so I have to do more, and do it well."
Cui Mantong nodded in satisfaction, "Good, good, keep up the good work. I believe there will be a place for you in the film industry in the future."
Fang Miaomiao looked around, her gaze lingering on one spot before smiling at Wang Hui, "Go for it, I believe you can do it."
"Mhm, then, you see, I'll go get busy first. There are still several scenes to shoot today."
"Go ahead." Cui Mantong waved her hand, and after Wang Hui left, her expression turned cold, "Miaomiao, did you discover something just now?"
Fang Miaomiao was silent for a moment, "I'm not sure if I'm overthinking it."
"What's there to be sure about? If there's a problem, deal with it. If there's no problem, then ignore it. Just stay put." Cui Mantong looked around, "No problem, if there's no problem, then ignore it, just stay put."
Fang Miaomiao chuckled upon hearing this, "What you said is like saying nothing at all."
Cui Mantong no longer argued, "I'm just worried if Wang Hui will team up with Wang Zhou. I'm just worried."
Fang Miaomiao took Cui Mantong's hand, "If you don't trust Wang Hui, fine, but don't you trust me?"
"Alright, I'm having one of my episodes again."
"What are you talking about? With me here, no one can bully you."
After staying on set for a while, Fang Miaomiao received a call.
"Go ahead."
Fang Miaomiao walked aside, phone in hand, "Hello, what's wrong, Sister Nian?"
"Are you in Hengdian, City A right now?"
"Mhm, what's wrong?"
"Can you go take a look in Zone C? I have something here and can't fly over temporarily."
"Zone C? What's wrong there?"
"They say a young actor from our studio caught Director Wang Zhou's eye and was cast in a minor role. It was fine at first, but later Wang Zhou couldn't find a reason to be pleased with him, and now he's trying to forcibly terminate the contract. There's a commotion going on there."
Fang Miaomiao frowned slightly, "Wouldn't forcibly terminating the contract require paying breach of contract fees?"
Why is this getting complicated?
"It's precisely because he wants to forcibly terminate the contract and avoid paying breach of contract fees that Wang Zhou shamelessly pushed all the blame onto our young actor," Zeng Nian said, grinding her teeth in anger. "When we signed the contract, it wasn't stated that Wang Zhou would be the assistant director. If I had known it was him, I would never have let any artist from our studio go."
He's actually trying this trick on me.
Fang Miaomiao narrowed her eyes slightly upon hearing this, "Is the contract here?"
"Yes."
"Alright, send me the electronic version. I'll find a lawyer to go with me and take a look."
"Thank you, Miaomiao. But be careful, Wang Zhou is not an upright person. I don't think our studio has had any conflict with him, so why is he targeting us like this?"
She knew that if this matter got out, no matter who was right or wrong, her studio would suffer the most.
"I know. We'll talk if there are any problems later. I'll go take a look first."
"Thank you, boss."
Fang Miaomiao hung up the phone.
"Miaomiao, what's wrong?" Cui Mantong walked over, asking with confusion.
"Someone's making a move," Fang Miaomiao said with a smile, "Mantong, do you want to watch the show?"
"Yes," Cui Mantong's eyes lit up, and she nodded quickly.
"Let's go."
As they headed to Zone C, the two called Wen Zhiyan to find the best lawyer.
"This Wang Zhou has such a sharp nose?" Cui Mantong couldn't help but curse after knowing the whole story. "How can there be such a shameless person as Wang Zhou? So he's been observing us since Wang Hui started to make a name for himself, trying to catch us all in one go, right?"
Fang Miaomiao shook her head, "Not to catch us all. He probably wants Wang Hui to give him good scripts again, while also silencing all of us who know the truth."
"Someone like that, why doesn't he go to hell?"
Fang Miaomiao comforted Cui Mantong.
"Oh, Mrs. Wen and Mrs. Cui, what a coincidence, we're meeting for the second time in one day."
Cui Mantong looked at the smiling old man opposite them, abandoning any pretense, "It's indeed a coincidence. We came looking for you."
"Looking for me?" Wang Zhou was startled, and leisurely took a sip of water from his thermos. "To be honest, I didn't expect you two to come."
"I wonder if Director Wang has time right now," Fang Miaomiao shook her head at Cui Mantong, then said to Wang Zhou, "We have a script we'd like to discuss with Director Wang, as a way to, as a way to apologize for the young actor from our studio."
"Oh, is that so?" Wang Zhou suddenly understood. "So you've come for that young, ignorant actor. This is just a small matter, why would Mrs. Wen need to come in person and make such a fuss? This is not good."
"It's nothing bad. If he made a mistake, our studio will definitely apologize."
Wang Zhou laughed heartily upon hearing this, "Now I understand why Mrs. Wen's studio has become the studio with the best development prospects in the entertainment industry in just one year. With this attitude, you would be a leader in any other industry."
"So, I wonder if Director Wang would be willing to grace us with his presence?"
"Of course," Wang Zhou waved his hand casually, "You two wait here. I'll go in and tell the chief director, then I'll come chat with you."
After Wang Zhou left, Cui Mantong tugged at Fang Miaomiao's sleeve, "Miaomiao, what are you doing? Shouldn't we throw the contract in his face and make him regret targeting your studio's artists?"
"Just wait. This matter is not going to end so easily."
Soon, Wang Zhou emerged from the set, looking smug.
"Ugh." Cui Mantong could barely watch. He had actually slicked his hair back with pomade during his brief absence. When Wang Zhou wasn't paying attention, she whispered to Fang Miaomiao with disdain, "How can he be so greasy and confident at the same time?"
More confident than the truly confident man.
"His brain gave him that confidence," Fang Miaomiao replied.
Wang Zhou now saw the two of them approaching and was seventy percent sure that he had them both in his grasp and could do whatever he pleased.
And their task was to fuel this confidence.
Cui Mantong's eyes shifted slightly; she seemed to understand something.
"Have you been waiting long?"
"Not at all. It's only right for juniors to wait for their elders."
Hearing this, Wang Zhou couldn't help but crane his neck upwards, "You're too kind, too kind. I don't put on airs like that."
"Director Wang, this way, please. I've already booked a private room at Xiang Zhuang."
Wang Zhou nodded with satisfaction, "Mrs. Wen is indeed Mrs. Wen. To be able to book such a hard-to-get place as Xiang Zhuang, Mr. Wang is truly impressed."
The group arrived at the private room in Xiang Zhuang. Fang Miaomiao gave Wang Zhou plenty of face, and Cui Mantong followed suit. The two flattered him with their words, making Wang Zhou feel incredibly pleased, even his steps became lighter.