Chapter 96

"Hey! Clean up the things here, Vivian wants to rest here."

He Le raised her eyes from the book in her hand and looked at the young woman with short hair and a pointed chin who spoke with a bad tone. The work badge hanging on the short-haired woman's neck showed that this person was Xiao Sha's assistant, so that—

"Who is Vivian? This is Mr. Ruan Lin's rest area." He Le answered very plainly. Today was an outdoor scene, and it wasn't convenient to park the nanny van nearby, so she had occupied this cool, breezy spot early on so that Ruan Lin could be cooler when resting.

"You!" The short-haired woman was so angry that one of her eyes was big and the other small. She glared at He Le for a long time, "Just you wait!" Then she walked away angrily.

He Le thought for a moment, took out her phone, and searched online. Sure enough, Vivian was Xiao Sha's English name. Uh... was her way of asking just now very much like a provocation?

Not long after, the short-haired woman led an impatient executive producer over. The real producer of this film was Shentu Mo, but he usually remote-controlled and rarely came in person, so there was this Mr. Zheng.

"Mr. Zheng." He Le stood up to greet him.

"Mm, Xiao He..." Mr. Zheng tilted his head and looked at Xiao Sha's assistant. Also an assistant, this Xiao He in front of him was clearly much more obedient and sensible, unlike Xiao Sha's entourage who were looking for trouble all day! He was an executive producer, not a crew manager or script supervisor! If they weren't coming to him to make a scene, they were doing something else. If it weren't for the sake of Old Xiao, he really wouldn't want to bother with this group of women. "Xiao He, look, can you change places with Vivian? They have a lot of people, and the space here is a bit bigger."

He Le looked at Mr. Zheng, then looked at Ruan Lin who was filming in the distance, and smiled slightly, "Yes, I understand. Sorry for the trouble." After speaking, she clipped her phone into the book as a bookmark and started packing up.

Mr. Zheng gave He Le an apologetic smile, ignored the short-haired woman, and turned to leave. It's easy to see the King of Hell, but hard to deal with the little ghosts. Sometimes these celebrity assistants are harder to deal with than the celebrities themselves. If you pay attention to them, they treat themselves as someone important; if you don't pay attention to them, they go back and add fuel to the fire. Even Xiao Sha's assistant was so overbearing, no wonder Ruan Lin, who had such a good temper, didn't get along with Xiao Sha.

He Le didn't want to cause trouble for Ruan Lin, so she didn't say anything more and obediently moved her things. But this indifferent appearance made the short-haired woman feel very uncomfortable. Pulling Xiao Sha's other female assistant, the short-haired woman estimated and said sarcastically beside He Le:

"Asked her to leave and she wouldn't, only feeling comfortable when someone drives her away. Jingjing, some people are really strange, not knowing what's good for them!"

He Le remained unmoved, treating her as if she were barking.

Another slap fell through, and the short-haired woman's face became even uglier. The other assistant frowned and persuaded, "Forget it, forget it, she gave up the seat anyway."

"What forget it, I want her to apologize to me!" The short-haired woman shouted sharply.

"Xiao Yan, what's wrong?" Xiao Sha saw her cousin standing by Ruan Lin's assistant shouting and not coming to help move things, so she walked over to take a look.

"Sister! This woman is so excessive! I kindly discussed with her, asking her to do me a favor and give up the place, but she said, she said..." The short-haired woman "stated" very indignantly.

"...What did she say?" Xiao Sha's face darkened.

"She said—"

"I'm sorry, Miss Xiao Sha, I'm very sorry, I just came from the countryside and really didn't know your English name was Vivian, so when this lady said Miss Vivian wanted to rest here just now, I didn't react." He Le stood straight, neither humble nor arrogant. If she let the short-haired woman repeat what she had just said, no matter how she explained it, it would be useless, so she had to clarify it first.

"She's lying! She just said very arrogantly 'Who is Vivian, this is Ruan Lin's place'! If I hadn't gone to find Producer Zheng, she wouldn't have given it up!"

Ruan Lin... A few traces of shame and resentment flashed in Xiao Sha's eyes. If it were usual, she might not have bothered with a country girl who just came from the countryside, but now, she wanted to kill the chicken to warn the monkey! Seeing that there was no one around them, Xiao Sha gave her cousin a look, and the short-haired woman, Xiao Yan, rushed up and gave her a heavy slap.

He Le was slapped by Xiao Yan's intentional slap and didn't stand steady, supporting herself on a chair. The chair tilted, and the book and phone on the chair slid to the ground.

He Le looked at the book and phone on the ground, didn't rush to pick them up, and looked at Xiao Yan with a pair of calm eyes. "Are you satisfied?"

Xiao Yan, who had been very proud, looked at He Le who was looking at her so calmly, and for some reason, felt a chill from the bottom of her heart. She swallowed her saliva and didn't dare to look at this "country girl." But the more guilty she felt, the more angry Xiao Yan felt! Although she hadn't been her cousin's assistant for long, who didn't respect her? Those script supervisors and assistants had to call her "Sister Xiao Yan," and fans even chased after her to give gifts, calling her "Sister," "Sister." When had she ever been ignored like this! Seeing He Le put away the chair, squat down to pick up the book and phone, and then looking at the pattern on the phone, Xiao Yan smiled.

"Yo! Can't tell, a country girl who just came from the countryside actually knows Versace!" Xiao Yan snatched the phone from He Le's hand without any courtesy, looked at it with a mocking smile, "Sister, when did Versace release a phone? Ha..."

Xiao Sha glanced at the phone in Xiao Yan's hand and didn't speak.

Versace, He Le had heard of this brand, but she really hadn't paid attention to the English spelling of Versace, Versace, so that was it... Wait! Versace seemed to be a luxury brand, right? Then the price of this phone? He Le finally changed her expression a little.

"Please, return the phone to me."

Seeing He Le start to get nervous, Xiao Yan smiled. That's right, she should have thought of it earlier. Like this kind of country bumpkin who crawled out of some dirt ditch, she probably got used to being beaten since she was a child, so she had no self-esteem or sense of shame. The only thing that would make them anxious was money.

"Don't be in such a hurry! Looking at it won't do anything. Sister, this is the legendary knock-off phone, right? It's made quite well, I don't know... how much does one cost? Ah—sorry, my hand slipped! Ha..."

Seeing Xiao Yan throw it with a flick of her hand, He Le wanted to save it but it was too late, and she could only watch helplessly as the phone drew a parabola and "clattered" to the ground.

Anger finally rose on He Le's little face, but she gritted her teeth and walked toward the shattered phone with steady steps. But before she could get close, a cold, ruthless man in all black under the scorching sun appeared in front of her first.

Ahem~~

1. Remnants~~ I did it on purpose~~

2. Knock-off phone, right~~ I stopped for a long time when I hit this part...

It's too late today~~ I'll thank everyone together tomorrow~~

Thank you to my dearest girls！！！！ Every time I say next time earlier, next time earlier~~ but it always ends up this late~~~ Sorry girls

Next time~~ Ahem~~ I'll definitely be earlier!!!

☆, (10 Fresh Coins) Chapter 107: Sisters Saying Goodbye

Shentu Mo!

How could he come to the set? Today isn't... He Le looked behind Shentu Mo and sure enough saw the Rong sisters who were returning to their country today. Rong Qingya glared at the Xiao sisters' direction with difficulty hiding her anger, while Rong Qingfeng was silently looking at her.

— Author's Notes —

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