Chapter 0054 – She’s Not Yours? (2 / 2)

“Just notify her agent directly.”

She rationalized, “Having a role is better than waiting in vain, right? As far as I know, Song Yuel hasn’t taken on any scripts since she was nominated for post-film, and the outside world is questioning her strength, so if she can interpret the role with her heart and soul, she can shine even in a supporting role, and may be able to reverse the audience’s impression of her.”

“Well, that’s a good analysis.”

Qi Zhiyu nodded his head in praise, admiration showing in his eyes, “Worthy of being General Manager Su, always thinking things through like this.”

She felt him approaching and subconsciously stood on her tiptoes in an attempt to keep her distance, “Get out of the way ……”

Qi Zhi Iu sensed her words and loosened her hand at the right time, leaving her with enough personal space.

Su Wanqing sighed lightly and walked over to the water fountain, pouring herself a cup of water in an attempt to calm the waves within her heart.

At this time, Qi Zhi Iu had already taken out his cell phone from his pocket and quickly dialed a number: “Tell Song Yu’er’s agent that the role of prosperous female number two, if she is willing to take it, it’s hers, if not, this matter is over.”

Hearing his firm tone, Su Wanqing frowned, “Just tell people straight up like that?”

“Or what?”

He hung up the phone, his tone relaxed and at ease, as if everything had been settled, “As you know, she’s been without a role for a long time, and that Queen of Films nomination was more of an empty gesture. Having a role has been quite an opportunity.”

He gently took the glass of water she handed him; it was a crystal clear glass, the remaining fresh water inside glowing softly in the light.

Without a moment’s hesitation, the knot in his throat moved slightly, and in one breath, he swallowed the sweet liquid as much as he could, as if it washed away along with his exhaustion and depression.

“Then why did you agree to give her the lead actress position before?”

Su Wanqing’s brows were filled with confusion, as if she was disturbed by this sudden turn of events.

The corner of Qi Zhi Iu’s mouth sketched out a meaningful smile, that smile with some cunning and complacency, the corner of his eyes as if in a silent voice to tell a deep hidden plan.

“Merely making her a pawn to assist me in probing the words of others and extracting some valuable information.”

His tone was relaxed and confident, as if he had everything under control.

Song Yu’er a woman whose appearance is enough to turn the world upside down, if she can skillfully use her charm to seduce those rich businessmen who are in power, and reveal their tightly covered secrets, it is undoubtedly a hand-to-mouth strategy.

But would Qi Zhiyu, the old hunter in the mall, really resort to such tactics?

“Is she not one of yours?”

Su Wanqing’s question carried a few hints of temptation.

“Oh, what kind of person do you think she is to me?”

Qi Zhi Iu lightly put down the cup, his eyes slowly traced over her face, an elusive haze flashed in his deep eyes.

This subtle change in expression was like a cold wind on a summer’s day that sent a shiver down one’s spine.

Su Wanqing’s mind quickly flashed through those past reports, indeed, the Qi Zhiyu and Song Yuer under the camera never had any public interactions.

“Then I take back what I said before.”

Let bygones be bygones, after all, mentioning it or not doesn’t change the status quo much.

She turned, her fingers gently resting on the door handle, pulling open a crack to the outside world, “Are you going to return with me, or do you have other arrangements?”

Qi Zhi Iu is slowly and methodically paced to her side, just at this time, the door to the side of the room opened silently, Song Yuer face dissatisfaction appeared, was about to open his mouth to argue, but was interrupted by the sudden ringing of the cell phone ringtone.

After the call was completed, her complexion had a subtle change, and she fiercely gouged out Su Wanqing, then decidedly left, leaving the room full of embarrassment and incomprehension.

“It looks like I can’t get rid of this black pot.”

Su Wanqing turned around, her face barely squeezing out a dimple that was more bitter than a bitter smile, a smile that hid helplessness and self-deprecation.