Huayu: We're asking you to act, and you're playing a superhuman?

Naza cautiously pushed up her sunglasses and followed the waiter carefully.

Upon arriving at the private room, the waiter knocked lightly twice on the door, opened it inwards, and then stepped aside to gesture for Nazha to enter.

He clenched his fists and pushed open the door to enter.

A soothing and melodious concerto, with a blend of citrus and mint aromas, wafts towards you. The oil painting hanging on the wall in the entryway is something Naza doesn't recognize, but subconsciously feels very sophisticated.

Warm-toned light emanates from the cracks in the wall, guiding guests from the entrance hall into the interior.

Nazar arrived at the corner with a mix of nervousness and anticipation. Just as he was about to peek inside, a dark figure emerged first.

"ah!"

"Don't be afraid, I'm a good person!"

Wang Weili raised his hands, ready to guard against the bag that Naza was about to throw at him.

Upon seeing who it was and hearing his somewhat unserious words, Naza rolled her eyes with a sneer, her pink lips pouting in dissatisfaction.

"William, you scared me again!"

"No way! I came to check on you because the door had been open for so long and no one had come in. I didn't mean to scare you, I just wanted to give you a little scare as a bonus..."

"Hmph! I can't argue with you anyway."

Naza took off her sunglasses and threw them into her bag, her bright eyes scanning Wang Weili up and down.

Wearing a beige crew-neck short-sleeved shirt and loose-fitting trousers in the same color scheme, Wang Weili looked relaxed and at ease, as if he hadn't come to the hotel for an appointment, but rather stayed there and went downstairs for lunch.

Naza pouted: "Why aren't you wearing a suit? You looked so handsome in one on the news!"

"Wearing a suit to have dinner with you? That's so pretentious!"

Wang Wei tapped the forehead with his index finger, a gesture that was intimate but not frivolous.

Naza didn't dodge, but just pouted and complained, "And I even put on makeup before I left home..."

That makes sense; Naza's face did indeed look more refined after taking off his sunglasses.

Wang Weili reluctantly withdrew his hand and carefully examined Nazha's face.

"Hmm~, you can come over after you wash your face next time. Let's eat first."

Naza rolled her eyes and followed, her charming face showing helplessness towards the straight-laced man.

The two sat down at the dining table, where the Western-style meal that had been prepared earlier was already served, and a vibrant red rose was placed in a slender glass vase in the center.

Jazz music, Western food, red roses, yellow lighting, and off-white tower-shaped napkins.

Naza watched all of this and exclaimed excitedly, "Did you prepare all of this especially for me?"

"Hmm~, I told the hotel I wanted to book a private room for dinner and asked them to arrange it for two people, and then..."

"I love so much!"

Naza interrupted Wang Weili to prevent him from saying anything that would spoil the mood.

Wang Weili nodded, thinking that as long as the arrangement made Nazha happy, that was fine.

He didn't order any wine for the meal. The two sat facing each other and chatted about their recent lives while eating.

"Weren't you attending an acting training course in Beijing? Why are you back all of a sudden?"

"I saw the rumors about you, me, and Sister Shi Shi online, so I quickly took leave and came back. Then, as soon as I got to the company, I learned that you had terminated your contract."

Naza looked at Wang Weili with concern: "Brother Weili, what are you planning to do next? Are you still acting?"

"Act! Why would you ask that?"

"I feel that you can live a good life even if you don't act, but it would be better if you could continue acting, so we can continue to make movies together in the future."

As Naza spoke, he started laughing.

Her delicate face, still bearing traces of baby fat, gave off a strangely endearing, innocent vibe when she smiled.

Naza probably knew she wasn't very smart, so she would always speak her mind frankly when facing Wang Weili, expressing her inner feelings without reservation.

Wang Weili's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly asked, "How is your father? What advice did the experts give this time?"

"The expert you recommended is excellent! My father has been taking the medicine he prescribed and is feeling much better. Now we're just waiting for the right opportunity to have the surgery, and I need to start saving money too."

She gripped the knife and fork tightly in her hands, her eyes filled with longing for a bright future and gratitude towards Wang Weili.

Her father has always had a heart condition, and despite seeing many doctors over the years, there has been little improvement.

When Wang Weili learned about this situation during the filming of "Xuan-Yuan Sword" last year, he helped Nazha contact a cardiologist.

Actually, he didn't do much; he just used the network of resources between universities to find a reliable expert.

But this information gap is of immeasurable help to Naza, an artist who has not yet truly become famous.

Wang Weili was also happy for Nazha, so he took the opportunity to ask, "Have you taken on any work for the rest of this year? After finishing your acting training course, Sister K should have helped you find some roles, right?"

"Um...nothing's arranged."

Naza instantly looked dejected. Seeing Wang Weili's puzzled expression, she explained, "Sister K told me to focus on my studies and build a solid foundation first."

"The Beijing Film Academy encourages its students to take on acting roles to gain practical experience. Now that 'Xuan-Yuan Sword' has just finished its premiere, your commercial value is high, so you shouldn't lack work."

"Yeah, that's what K-sister said anyway."

Naza pursed her lips, looking somewhat dejected.

What she didn't tell Wang Weili was that the very first question she asked when she stormed into Cai Yinong's office yesterday had already led Cai Yinong to label her as a suspected traitor.

Having just experienced Wang Weili's betrayal and contract termination, Cai Yinong is currently suffering from PTSD, so how could she possibly arrange work for Nazha?

Although Wang Weili didn't know what Naza and Cai Yinong had said, he could guess that she was being targeted intentionally.

"Once your next project is confirmed, I'll keep an eye out for suitable roles for you."

The "Gu Jian Qi Tan" project has begun communication and development, but Wang Weili can't offer many guarantees.

Naza's eyes lit up, and she stared at Wang Weili with great emotion, before her expression became hesitant again.

"Brother Willie, when you terminated your contract with Sister K, didn't you give her a severance package?"

"Yes, it was given according to the contract."

"How much did you give?"

"More than a million."

Wang Weili spoke dismissively, but Nazha was terrified.

As newcomers to the film and television industry, Naza and Wang Weili's pay for filming "Xuan-Yuan Sword" was not high; after taxes and company revenue sharing, they only received a few hundred thousand yuan.

In comparison, a number of over one million is already quite large.

In addition, with artists terminating their contracts with their management companies, they basically can't get any work in the short term, and without work, there is no income.

Looking at Wang Weili, who was "pretending to be relaxed," Naza couldn't help but worry about him.

However, Wang Weili's ease is genuine; he wouldn't bother telling Nazha that he made tens of millions by trading foreign exchange.

Under this clever misunderstanding, Naza ate the meal somewhat absentmindedly.

Wang Weili noticed this as he saw her out of the private room: "You seem a little out of sorts. Was the meal not good?"

"No, no, the steak and tacos were delicious, I was just worried about you..."

Naza waved his hand, saying he would just say whatever came to mind.

Wang Weili paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "Don't worry, I'll start working soon. I'll send you a message then."

"Willie."

Naza hesitated, a hint of conflict in his eyes.

Wang Weili nodded: "Yeah, go back to school and study hard, hone your acting skills... Huh?"

"I believe in you, you will succeed."

Naza suddenly hugged Wang Weili, took a card from her bag behind his back, and put it in Wang Weili's pants pocket.