The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 716 - 715. I’m looking for Mr. Jing

"Thankfully, the popularity of other people has finally gone up, and the boss isn’t as conspicuous as before,"

"Yeah, our boss can’t be too outstanding. Previous popularity indeed wasn’t a good thing,"

"Other veteran actors are all amazing, each with explosive acting skills. It was only a matter of time before the drama became a hit. To be honest, when it comes to acting, our boss still has room for improvement. Being too popular can actually be troublesome,"

This was a harsh truth, and even Luo Lin nodded in agreement, while also recalling the conversation she had with Tang Shu last time,

Our little ancestor wants to act in a stage play?

Go!

Definitely go!

This ancestor has an otherworldly knack for trending. If she doesn’t improve her acting, she will definitely be targeted by those with ulterior motives. She has to be better than others,

And as for Luo Lin herself, she must produce another Best Actress!

"I’ve decided, besides ’You Smile’, I won’t take any more roles for Tang Shu for the second half of the year!"

"What?!"

Shen Yan was dumbfounded, "Sister Luo, what’s wrong? Did the boss offend you?"

"Offend? It’s her own request,"

"But didn’t you just accept the second part of ’Easy Rule Jianghu’ for the boss?"

"The movie requires preliminary preparations and casting of roles; by the time everything’s busy, it’ll be New Year’s. If we want to start shooting, it can only be next year, so it won’t be affected,"

Shen Yan and Xiao Li exchanged glances, both unable to understand,

"Forget it, let’s not think about it. We still haven’t finished editing those videos the boss gave us,"

"Damn it! Don’t even mention those packed videos to me; I feel like I’m about to collapse!"

"Tsk, collapse as you might, you still gotta get up and work,"

"Aaaaaah—why are there so many different medicinal herbs in this world?"

Shen Yan suddenly had the epiphany of "Herbs won’t die, editing won’t cease,"

I hate medicinal herbs!

***

Meanwhile, Tang Shu, who was on Sister Luo’s mind, was sitting on the sofa, staring blankly at a carefully wrapped bouquet of red roses,

"Is a message necessary when sending flowers?"

Tiantian across from her nodded, "Of course! You need to write a message and leave a name, otherwise how would the recipient know who sent it?"

That made sense.

Tang Shu took a pen and several small cards to ponder. She wrote on a card, then tore it up, and after wasting five cards, she stopped,

Bald-headed.

Forget it, that will do. Who hasn’t been a first-timer?

With swift strokes, she wrote just four words on a brand-new card, stopped writing, and placed it into the bouquet of roses, then placed an express delivery order online.

An hour later, a delivery boy in yellow smiled as he appeared on the first floor of the Cloudscape Group Building,

"Hello, could you tell me how to get to the president’s office?"

"What? Where do you need to go?"

"The president’s office. I’m looking for Mr. Jing Yu; I have a delivery for him,"

The young man, holding a square red box, still had a smile on his face, making it seem as if it wasn’t heavy at all,

The receptionist was taken aback and couldn’t quite wrap her head around it, "Pres... President Jing?"

Did her boss order a delivery?

No, that’s not right. Express delivery isn’t for delivering food, and besides, isn’t that food box a bit too big?

Out of caution, the receptionist cleared her throat, her expression turning more serious,

"Young man, can you tell me who is sending this? Since it’s for Mr. Jing, there should be his phone number, right?"

"Sorry, but we need to keep our customers’ information confidential; I’m afraid I can’t divulge the sender’s details."