Transmigrated into the body of a tycoon's son's ex-boyfriend

The signal here is already terrible, and getting a mobile phone here is all about luck.

Sometimes, standing on a hillside, holding up my phone, I would search for ages before finally getting a single bar of signal.

I can't even send a single message.

It makes no difference whether you bring it or not.

Lu Yu, on the contrary, quite enjoyed this feeling of being isolated from the world.

He only needs to do one thing: play Chen Haidong well.

Due to the limited film length, Chen Haidong's first year in the village did not take up a large portion of the film.

The script uses a few concise scenes to explain his integration process.

He helped the villagers with their work, went mushroom picking with Anan in the mountains, was injured by the expedition team, and was recruited by Rattlesnake.

Even the plot point that Chen Haidong was an undercover agent was only revealed later in the story.

In the early part of the movie, he is a food deliveryman who hits and runs away.

The previous scenes went smoothly, except for a few scenes with Anan in the mountains, which required waiting for suitable weather and lighting.

Other indoor scenes are usually completed in one or at most two or three takes.

There wasn't a single actor in the entire cast who had poor acting skills.

Dong Weiming and Wei Yan are veteran actors, needless to say, and Luo Yichuan, although a young actor, has a solid foundation.

Having rehearsed with Lu Yu for several days, their teamwork was already very smooth.

Xun Qiu became more and more confident as he filmed.

After finishing work each day, I would sit in front of the monitor and watch the playback.

The more I look at it, the more I realize that making the decision to hire Lu Yu was the best decision I've made in the past few years.

Perhaps this movie will be both critically acclaimed and commercially successful after its release.

Which director doesn't want to achieve both fame and fortune at the box office?

Xun Qiu has been holed up in this small town on the southwestern border for almost half a year, putting in countless efforts in the early preparations, casting, and script polishing.

His hair has turned quite a bit white.

If this film can actually be made, then it will all be worth it.

For half a month, Song Xijin did not inquire about Lu Yu's whereabouts.

He felt a lump in his throat, unable to vent or release his anger.

He knew that Lu Yu would never back down to him.

If that person knew how to back down, they wouldn't have run away after sleeping with you the first time.

If he knew how to please people, he would have given in long ago after pursuing her for so long.

In their relationship, if Song Xijin doesn't take things further, there's no possibility of it progressing any further.

But he also has his pride.

Song Xijin fell in love with someone for the first time and tried everything to spend her life with him.

As a result, he was dismissed with just a WeChat message.

After working at a high intensity for half a month, he filled his schedule to the brim.

Tan Yao called to invite him for drinks.

Song Xijin thought about it and realized that she should indeed have a drink.

The string in my mind is stretched too tight; it's about to snap if I don't loosen it a little.

In the past, when he was tired from work, he would lean back in his chair and send Lu Yu a message asking what he was doing, whether he had eaten, and what scenes he had filmed that day.

Even though Lu Yu's replies are always just a few words.

But every time he saw those brief replies, he would automatically relax a little.

Now that the two have lost contact, the tension is constantly building.

day to day.

This time, Tan Yao booked a private room.

The private room was large and could seat dozens of people. When Song Xijin arrived, a group of people were already seated there.

Feng Zhounan was there, Zheng Ke was there, and there were some other people from their circle.

The private room was dimly lit, the music was not loud, and several bottles of wine and several plates of snacks and fruit were already on the table.

Everyone greeted Song Xijin as she entered.

Tan Yao immediately patted the empty seat next to him and called out, "Xi Jin, come over here!"

"What have you been busy with lately? I haven't been able to get a date with you for half a month."

In fact, Tan Yao could probably guess the general idea.

Two weeks ago, Song Xijin was in such a good mood that she was practically humming a song.

When drinking with him, she would occasionally mention his ex-boyfriend who was filming on set.

"Lu Yu is almost done filming and will be returning to the capital soon."

"I won't have time to go out and drink with you then."

"Bring them along? I'll have to ask them if they're willing."

Recently, he suddenly lost his temper, as if his soul had been taken away.

It seems the two of them have had another falling out, and this time it's quite serious.

Song Xijin walked over and sat down next to Tan Yao.

Tan Yao poured him a glass of wine, with ice cubes swirling in it.

He picked up his glass, ready to drink, when he caught a glimpse of the person two seats away to his left.

Song Xijin paused, her hand holding the wine glass hanging in mid-air.

Tan Yanshan.

Why is this person here?

Now, whenever he sees Tan Yanshan, a nameless anger rises within him.

Tan Yanshan himself doesn't pose much of a threat to him; this person doesn't even have the right to challenge him now.

He had this deal firmly under his control, and the client had no choice but to grit their teeth and accept a 30% price increase.

But Tan Yanshan is a detestable person.

Seeing him reminded Song Xijin of that afternoon at SKP, when Lu Yu saw this person through the glass and how she felt.

Although he still couldn't figure out why Lu Yu wanted to completely sever ties with Tan Yanshan as soon as they met.

But ultimately, the reason is Tan Yanshan.

If it weren't for this person's inexplicable appearance, inexplicably proposing a marriage alliance, and inexplicably looking at him with that uncomfortable gaze.

Lu Yu wouldn't misunderstand, and he wouldn't leave.

Tan Yao noticed Song Xijin's movements and followed his gaze.

Upon seeing her cousin, she awkwardly looked away, leaned close to Song Xijin's ear, and whispered:

"Xi Jin, I really can't help it. He knows I have a date tonight, but he insisted on coming along."

"He is my cousin after all, so I can't just openly refuse him. I can't exactly say, 'Don't come, nobody likes you,' can I?"

Moreover, his father has been very critical of him lately, and he's not having a good time at home either. He probably wants to get out and clear his head.

Tan Yao had also heard a little about the past between Tan Yanshan and Song Xijin.

There's no way to hide something like this if you want to.

Although the business deal was eventually completed, the Tan family did not gain any benefit and even offended Song Xijin.

Song Xijin suddenly increased the price by 30% on top of the originally agreed price, and Tan Yanshan had no choice but to accept it in order not to breach the contract.

In the end, his relationship with those two tech companies soured. Although they took the goods, they made it clear that they would not contact him again in the future.

The Tan family's reputation, built up over many years overseas, has been almost entirely depleted in this transaction.

This is a classic case of trying to steal a chicken but losing the rice instead.

During this period, Tan Yao noticed that his uncle's expression was extremely unpleasant.

Every time I go to the old house, I get a lecture.

He doesn't want to go back.

Song Xijin didn't say anything, turned her gaze away from Tan Yanshan, and downed the wine in her glass in one gulp.

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, no one else dared to approach him and say a word.

Feng Zhounan originally wanted to tease, "Xi Jin, why isn't your husband urging you to come home today?", but he swallowed the words back.

He is also a perceptive person.

You shouldn't touch a tiger's whiskers, let alone a tiger whose moods are unpredictable.