Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 667 - 647: Are You Serving Me Today?

Xiaolei took the mineral water, her beautiful eyes lifting, "You expect me to drink mouth to mouth, and then my lipstick gets smudged again? Aren’t you professionals? How can you overlook such a small detail? Could it be that even I, the ’newcomer,’ know better?"

Her voice was neither loud nor soft, yet it made the directors and producers at the judges’ table look over.

Before even seeing the crew, she was already giving orders; who wouldn’t be annoyed?

But what could they do when she was the cousin of the mayor, and the mayor himself was present today to show support? Even if they were irritated, what could they say?

The director contained his displeasure and coughed towards the crew members.

The crew member, being humiliated in public, blushed and quickly bowed, "Sorry." He hurried to get a straw and put it in the bottle.

The few actresses who had just been discussing this exchanged glances, their expressions changing slightly. Xiaolei’s words were clearly directed at them.

Xiaolei sipped through a straw, letting the makeup artist pat powder on her face. In a few seconds, her face suddenly changed, she bent over, and started to cough violently. With the cough, the mineral water bottle in her hand was also flung forward.

The water sprayed out, drenching the few actresses.

"Ah—" The actresses screamed, soaked and disheveled, becoming furious with embarrassment as they turned towards Xiaolei, who was still coughing, "What are you doing, splashing water around like that!"

Xiaolei stopped coughing and cleared her throat, "Sorry, I drank too fast and choked."

"You—you did it on purpose!" One of the actresses, blunt and angry, confronted her.

Xiaolei looked over at the judges’ table, shrugged and said, "Director, it was an accident."

The director, fearing to offend Huo Zhenyang, quickly appeased the other actresses, "Aren’t you going to change clothes? What are you dawdling for? Do you not want to audition anymore?"

"But it was obviously Xiaolei who deliberately splashed—" The same actress wouldn’t back down.

The director gritted his teeth, "Are you still arguing? Fine, you don’t need to audition then, go home! You won’t be hired for this movie!"

The actress was stunned, then her eyes turned red, she stamped her foot, and ran off with tears streaming down her face.

The remaining actresses didn’t dare to argue with Xiaolei anymore, it was clear the director was on Xiaolei’s side. Anyone who opposed Xiaolei would end up without a job.

Without saying another word, they all exchanged looks and went to change into dry clothes. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Seeing that Xiaolei had essentially become the center of attention in the crew, various staff members began to gather around, trying to cozy up to her while she was still getting her makeup done.

Xiaolei certainly didn’t mind enjoying the privileges of being the mayor’s cousin; she took the soft drink can of orange juice offered by a crew member and kept enjoying the services, acting more like a princess than an actual princess.

After resting enough, there were still a few makeup photos to be taken.

Xiaolei handed the orange juice to a crew member and was about to get up when an assistant director noticed something, "Xiaolei’s dress seems to be wet, go change into another one first. Otherwise, it might affect the shooting."

Earlier, when Xiaolei spilled the water, she had also accidentally splashed a bit on her own dress. Now looking down, she didn’t say anything. Surrounded by crew members, she walked towards the backstage like a star surrounded by fans.

The director remembered something else and looked at the procurement manager, "Old Xu, did the sample clothes arrive today? If they’ve come, bring over the cheongsam intended for Xiaolei’s role for her to try on. If it doesn’t fit, there’s still time to make alterations, try to match it as closely as possible to Xiaolei’s figure."

Some staff members and actors nearby couldn’t help but draw in a sharp breath through clenched teeth—the director personally concerned himself with the costume of a supporting actress in the film, a treatment not even the lead actress could be assured of.

The purchasing department manager hurried to answer, "They’ve been delivered," and with a stretch of her hand, she pointed to Jiayi standing beside her and introduced her to the director, "This is the collaborator recommended by Director Ye for this project, and the designer of the cheongsam, Miss Chu."

As the words "Miss Chu" fell, Huo Zhenyang’s head and neck swiveled, his gaze piercing through the scattered crowd to land on the petite woman, which immediately caused his dark eyes to narrow.

His stare was razor-sharp, like arrows shooting forth, emotions unreadable, intensely focused on her, making her shiver unconsciously due to the fever wracking her body, adding a chill to her already unwell state.

His gaze unabashedly roamed over her face, and as he watched, his pupils involuntarily deepened.

Her cheeks were alarmingly red, an unnatural flush, and her delicate frame appeared somewhat unsteady, the store manager beside her covertly providing tight support.

Was she unwell?

She had been drenched in the rain last night, and had been exposed to the wind for a long time on the street—was she running a fever?

Jiayi tried her best to ignore the gaze on her, turning towards the director, striving to clear her increasingly foggy mind, and managed a strained smile, "Good day, Director."

The director didn’t exchange pleasantries either, quickly instructing, "Just in time, you should go in and help Xiaolei with the fitting. As the designer, you can also see what adjustments are needed."

The store manager clearly sensed that Jiayi was becoming physically weak, and noticing her feverishly flushed face, was about to decline on her behalf, but Jiayi had already spoken, "No problem."

With a single "no problem," Huo Zhenyang’s eyes darkened further, his tall figure straightening, a faintly cold sheen glimmering at the edge of his lips.

Sick like this and still playing the strong woman.

His gaze followed the little woman’s retreating figure until she disappeared backstage, then was pulled back to the present by the director’s respectful call,

"Mayor Huo, once Xiaolei is dressed in her stage costume and we have finished the stills for the character setup, everything should be basically settled. Rest assured, before the TV series starts filming, we’ll highlight Xiaolei in the initial promotions on the internet and at press conferences. Acting skills and lack of experience aren’t issues. The current audience doesn’t pay attention to an actor’s performance; as long as the promotion is effective and there’s enough buzz, they will take interest in the actor. Let’s arrange some headlines for Miss Xiaolei. As her fanbase grows, even if her acting is bad, she’ll still be held up by her fans!"

The director awaited Huo Zhenyang’s satisfied response, but it was not forthcoming.

Looking again, he noticed the man’s gaze was flickering, and his expression was exceedingly grim—far from pleasant.

He seemed absent-minded, as if he hadn’t taken in any of the director’s plans at all.

***

With the cheongsam sample garments in hand, Jiayi knocked on the door, only to hear a crisp female voice, "Come in," and entered the changing room.

Xiaxia was adjusting her hair in front of the mirror. Turning around, she was surprised to see Jiayi, but soon her surprise gave way to relief as a radiant smile spread across her lips, "It’s my cousin-in-law! I’ve heard from the household staff that my cousin has set you up with a store at F. Wang to manage. Turns out it’s your shop that’s collaborating with the production team for the actor’s wardrobe. But... what brings the lady boss herself here?"

Jiayi got straight to the point, "Yes, I’m here today to deliver the samples. These two sets are the main cheongsams for your role in the show. Please try them on to see if they’re too tight or too loose, so we can make prompt adjustments back at the shop."

Oh, I see.

Xiaxia blinked her eyes and curled her red lips, "So my cousin-in-law has come to serve me today? Then I suppose I’m your client now?"