Actresses

Chapter 58 Advancement

Having said that, Shi Jiahe was already thinking about what time she would run.

She noticed that He Yuran was also starting to look sleepy. People usually feel a bit sleepy after a facial. But Zhuang Pan was wide awake and kept the two of them chatting. Shi Jiahe had no choice but to stay by their side.

In this way, Shi Jiahe was responsible for a one-stop service, including ordering food, receiving takeout orders, unpacking boxes, and packing up and throwing away food after eating. During this time, she also kept checking her phone to confirm some work-related matters.

Although He Yuran was right next to me, I couldn't confirm anything about the PPT or any of the work. It was simply inconvenient to talk because Zhuang Pan was there.

After dragging on until 4 p.m., Shi Jiahe couldn't sit still any longer. She made an excuse to go back to the studio for a meeting and said she had to leave.

He Yuran said, "Okay, then you can go back."

The two exchanged a glance, thinking that Zhuang Pan should at least have some sense of propriety; this was such a good excuse to leave together. But she didn't budge. She was like a nail firmly planted in the sofa.

Even He Yuran was helpless now.

Shi Jiahe thought to herself, if Zhuang Pan's dates were this boring, she'd almost come to understand her boyfriend. But Ran Jie was a real plus today. Although she inexplicably played the role of a companion, she patiently stayed with her the whole time without getting angry. If Zhuang Pan's fans knew that the two female celebrities had been together since they woke up, had stayed at each other's houses until now, and were even planning to spend the night together, she wondered what they would say.

She shook her head, left, closed the door, and then ran back to her studio as fast as she could.

It's been a long time since I've felt this way, actually finding happiness in going to work.

As for Sister Ran, Shi Jiahe can't care about her at all right now. Perhaps she'll be free when the boss throws a tantrum and kicks her out.

Back in the studio, Shi Jiahe found that time and space seemed to have frozen, with everyone still sitting motionless in their respective positions, staring blankly at their computers.

Ding looked up and said, "Oh, you're back. I thought the boss was with you."

Shi Jiahe waved her hand, offering no further explanation, only saying, "The boss is going through her own ordeal right now."

Then I sat back down at my desk, placed another order, and got myself a coffee.

"Why did you come back? We were all about to leave work," Ding Yi said lazily. "By the way, why isn't the boss replying to our WeChat messages? Should we leave or not?"

"I'm leaving get off work at the normal time, but the boss has an emergency. It's probably hard to confirm today. Let's try tomorrow; I'll keep urging her."

"Okay, Jiahe said so." Ding Yi raised his voice. "Go home when it's time to go home, don't linger."

Actually, Ding Yi was saying this to others as well. She was definitely the most eager person to leave work in the house because she was in a hurry to go back and see her child.

But Shi Jiahe herself didn't want to work overtime.

No normal person would want to stay at the company after work. So she looked up and said, "Yes, everyone has worked hard these past two days. Let's all leave in a bit, don't just linger."

"What if the boss needs to call us?" Egg asked.

"I assure you, it's a million times impossible."

Ding Yi stood up and clapped his hands: "Great! With Jiahe's support, I declare that we're off work now."

Shi Jiahe thought to herself, "My takeout hasn't arrived yet!" The other three had already finished packing up and left one after another, beaming with joy. But it's good, it's much quieter now.

She cleared her mind and was about to ask Zhao Cai, "Where's your script?" when she stopped typing before sending the message.

I clearly told Zhao Cai to show the script to Wei Ning first to see if he had any opinions. It's a five-episode script; Wei Ning couldn't possibly read it that quickly. Never mind, I'll talk about it tomorrow.

So she sent Stone Sister a WeChat message: "Are you okay?"

Stone replied instantly. "Panpan hasn't texted me yet, I don't know if she's awake or not. I plan to finish my work and go to her house after get off work."

Shi Jiahe couldn't directly tell Zhuang Pan that she wasn't home, so she could only offer words of comfort. "I think your most important thing right now is to get some sleep. At our age, it takes us several days to recover from an all-nighter. Since she called last night, it means you've made some initial peace with each other, so just wait for her to come to you after she's thought things through."

"You really think so?"

Shih Chia-ho replied, "Yes, the relationship between an artist and their manager is like a romantic relationship. You absolutely can't suffocate the other person. Even if it's for your own good, you have to give her space and let her think things through."

"Okay, even Sister Ran listens to you so much, I believe you. I really should change my temper, maybe it's too much pressure for Panpan, I'll adjust."

After putting down her phone, Shi Jiahe thought to herself, "It seems like nothing else has happened."

She searched for a recently aired drama and started watching it from the first episode. After dark, she even ordered takeout and enjoyed a hearty meal at her workstation.

This was a moment of relaxation Shi Jiahe hadn't experienced in a long time, in a space completely her own, undisturbed by any work. Because right now, her boss was trapped by a Voldemort, and the thought of it made her want to laugh.

Going home now would be rush hour, so Shi Jiahe waited until after eight o'clock before getting up to pack her things, having already watched three episodes of the show.

She wandered around downstairs for a while, trying to pick out a clean shared bike. Just as she was looking, her phone suddenly started vibrating again. For some reason, a premonition that something was about to happen came over her again.

She took out her phone and saw a name pop up on the screen that was all too familiar, yet one she didn't want to see at that moment: He Yuran.

"Hey, boss."

"Right now, prepare a 3000-word outline." Completely unexpected, He Yuran's words were the first thing she said.

"What do you mean?" Shi Jiahe looked completely bewildered.

"Oh dear! I'm in the bathroom right now. We've been chatting for a while now, and I was thinking she should be heading back by now—"

"She's still at your house? What time is it?" Shi Jiahe blurted out in surprise.

"Stop talking nonsense! Here's what happened: she got more and more excited as she talked, and told me that she really wanted to be in the same group as me and be together every day. Now she wants to see the outline of this script, but I don't have it at all, so I have to ask you for it. Hurry up and send it to me as soon as possible."

"...I don't even have a 3000-word summary right now."

He Yuran was furious. "I fucking hid in the bathroom and called you, and you told me you didn't have it? I don't care, you tell the screenwriter to release it immediately, the sooner the better. I can't afford to delay any longer, you better have it to me in half an hour."

3000 words in half an hour? Even with Doubao generating and revising, it wouldn't be that fast. Shi Jiahe was at a loss, but the boss's tone was too fierce, so she could only agree for now. "Okay, okay, I'll think of a way. Sister Ran, please wait for me a moment."

"I can't wait much longer, hurry up!" He Yuran said, then probably realized she was being a bit too hasty, and unusually changed her tune. "...The sooner the better!"

He Yuran hung up the phone after saying that.

Shi Jiahe stood beside a brand-new, spotless shared bicycle she had just chosen, her head instantly drooping with dejection. That's how the storms of work are; the small patch of sky above your head can always suddenly unleash a bucket of water, drenching you completely. But looking up, it's still bright sunshine. Yet, looking to the side, you suddenly realize that everyone has their own small patch of dark cloud above their head.

After calming herself down, Shi Jiahe picked up her phone and started calling Zhao Cai.

Zhao Cai answered quickly, though his voice was still weak. Shi Jiahe was relieved; thankfully, the child wasn't asleep. It seemed the script was finished.

"Zhao Cai, what are you doing? Are you at the computer right now?"

"Yes, I'm home."

"Great! How's your script coming along?"

"I've finished writing it. I'm working on a project that the screenwriter sent me. What's up, Ms. Shi?... Oh! I'll send you the script now!" Zhao Cai said to herself, as if she had suddenly realized why Shi Jiahe had contacted her.

"No, no, there's no rush. Let Wei Ning take a look first. I'm contacting you now because I urgently need a 3000-word story outline. And the sooner the better."

"Was the last version okay?" Zhao Cai asked earnestly.

Shi Jiahe recalled that the earliest outline Wei Ning sent her had a large portion dedicated to character biographies, so she said, "The actors need a story synopsis of at least 3000 words." She then recalled what Ran Jie had said and added, "You can make the story clearer based on the previous version, and send it to me as soon as possible. The sooner the better, half an hour or an hour, is that possible?"

"Uh, it's a bit difficult, but I'll try my best. Because if the outline needs to be revised, the logic also needs to be coherent..."

As Zhao Cai was speaking, Shi Jiahe couldn't wait any longer and interrupted him.

"You don't need to explain in so much detail, just write it right now, I need the finished product. Get started, I'm hanging up."

Then, as if she dared not face Zhao Cai to ask any more questions, she hung up the phone unilaterally.

At this moment, Shi Jiahe could clearly feel her heart pounding, and she didn't know why she was panicking. She felt an extremely strong sense of guilt towards Zhaocai, but there was nothing she could do.

Even the initial thought of going home became hesitant.

She hesitated for a moment, then turned and went back to the company. It was close by if He Yuran summoned her unexpectedly.

To kill time, Shi Jiahe reopened the drama she had been watching, but this time she had no desire to relax. Her eyes darted to WeChat almost every two seconds to see if Zhao Cai's message had been pushed to the top. Moreover, she felt a little uneasy, fearing that He Yuran would send another message urging her to watch.

Fortunately, Zhao Cai was indeed very reliable. Within a full hour, he sent over a new outline. Moreover, Shi Jiahe could tell at a glance that it had been proofread and polished, and there were no flaws in the wording.

She breathed a sigh of relief, replied "Received, thank you for your hard work," and then compressed it into a PDF file. Although celebrities don't usually pay attention to these details, she still added a watermark for Zhuang Pan's exclusive use, fearing it might be easily forwarded.

Afterwards, he sent it to He Yuran and instructed Zhuang Pan not to forward it.

He Yuran didn't reply to the message, so she's probably chatting with Zhuang Pan.

Shi Jiahe stared at her phone, anxiously awaiting a reply.

It has to be said that her mentality is somewhat twisted now.

Although Shi Jiahe disliked Zhuang Pan as a person, rationally, she hoped she would agree quickly. The appeal of a popular actress is undeniable for a drama series. If Zhuang Pan agreed to join, things would go much more smoothly afterward.

Shi Jiahe even thought that if Zhuang Pan spat out her words, she could start liking her right now.

After more than ten minutes, the phone finally rang. Shi Jiahe nervously grabbed it, opened it, and sure enough, it was He Yuran. But this new message left her speechless.

"Which role is Zhuang Pan playing? How do I tell her?"

Shi Jiahe was also stunned.

Nobody has even talked about this!