Xia Qingtian was well aware that Song Junhan intended to cause trouble regarding the similar genres of "Drunken Sword Mandarin Ducks Record" and "Flower Moon Cherishes Spring Most" at their meeting today.
However, she had no idea that Song Junhan was afflicted with a蠱 poison, and seeing Miao Tong would trigger it, causing him to vomit so profusely in front of her.
Recalling the event, Xia Qingtian felt a wave of nausea.
She tactfully summarized this part: "Due to Song Junhan and Su Wan feeling unwell, we couldn't continue our discussion. However, they likely won't give up and will probably try to stir up trouble with 'Flower Moon Cherishes Spring Most'."
"I had already guessed he would approach you," Mr. Gu reverted to his usual composed, reliable, yet distant demeanor when discussing work. He lightly twirled the Mobius ring on his finger, his gaze deep. "It's just earlier than I expected. It seems the announcement of 'Flower Moon Cherishes Spring Most' has put significant pressure on him."
"What was the reason you decided to schedule 'Flower Moon Cherishes Spring Most' for release during the summer holidays?" Xia Qingtian looked at Mr. Gu, finally asking the question that had been on her mind. "You knew what would happen, didn't you?"
Mr. Gu's finger, which had been spinning the ring, paused slightly upon hearing Xia Qingtian's question. He then looked up to meet her gaze and retorted, "Why do you ask? Do you think it shouldn't be released during the summer slot?"
Xia Qingtian's gaze flickered, and she let out a soft cough. "The filming of 'Flower Moon Cherishes Spring Most' happened before 'Drunken Sword Mandarin Ducks Record.' I had assumed the release dates would be similar, if not simultaneous. The significant difference in timing is a bit surprising."
Upon hearing Xia Qingtian's reply, Mr. Gu gave a slight smile before answering, "'Flower Moon Cherishes Spring Most' is Gu's Entertainment's largest investment in a historical drama to date. I want it to be broadcast during the prime time slot, there's no rush. This also allows for more time in promotion and publicity. Moreover, this drama is your debut work, and possibly your only film or television production. Although you only have a supporting role as the third female lead, I still hope to manage it well and make it your best work."
Listening to Mr. Gu's explanation, Xia Qingtian could find no fault with it.
Her rebirth was like a butterfly with fluttering wings, and too many things had changed because of her.
It was merely a delay in the broadcast schedule; perhaps she was overthinking things.
Rebirth was a rare opportunity, seldom seen in the world. If one world had one, or even multiple, reborn individuals, wouldn't that lead to chaos?
Seeing Xia Qingtian lost in thought and not responding, Mr. Gu asked, "What's wrong? Do you think it's too late?"
"No, not at all. Summer is fine too," Xia Qingtian coughed lightly and said, "However, 'Drunken Sword Mandarin Ducks Record' has good reviews now, and since it aired first, there might be other voices then. Plus, 'Drunken Sword Mandarin Ducks Record' has made a few actors famous. Will there be trouble with comparisons and criticisms..."
"You don't need to worry about that. You've completed your filming and presented the best Princess Ying Yue. Leave the rest to me," Mr. Gu looked at Xia Qingtian with deep eyes. This was his heartfelt sentiment.
He had prepared extensively for "Flower Moon Cherishes Spring Most" and was now intent on making it the leading drama in its genre, especially since it was Xia Qingtian's first, and likely only, acting project.
Hearing Mr. Gu's words, Xia Qingtian lowered her gaze slightly, not daring to meet his unusually ardent eyes.
Gu Yaoyang's gaze was too direct and honest, leaving Xia Qingtian unable to even use "joking" as an excuse.
"I'll be going back now," Mr. Gu said, standing up. "I bought you a new phone. It should be fine. You can call me now."
Almost instinctively, Xia Qingtian immediately replied, "Won't you call me?"
Mr. Gu didn't answer immediately. He looked at her for a moment, then smiled and said, "I will."
Xia Qingtian then shifted her gaze, her earlobes turning slightly red.
Seeing her reaction, Mr. Gu unconsciously raised his hand, then thought better of it, feeling it might be intrusive. He lowered his hand and called for Wen Yao.
After Wen Yao came downstairs, the two of them left the Xia residence.
"I'll come visit you again sometime," Wen Yao whispered, linking arms with Xia Qingtian. "Next time, I'll come secretly, without him."
"Okay," Xia Qingtian chuckled. "I'll be waiting for you."
"Mmm-hmm." Wen Yao waved goodbye and left with Mr. Gu.
Watching the car drive away until it completely disappeared, Xia Qingtian took a deep breath and walked back. As she reached the living room, she heard her phone vibrate. Xia Qingtian glanced at the caller ID, her expression one of surprise.
Gu Yaoyang had just left, hadn't he?
Why would he suddenly call now?
Had he forgotten something?
Glancing at the spot where Gu Yaoyang had been sitting earlier, Xia Qingtian answered the phone, "Hello? Gu Yaoyang? What's up?"
Hearing Xia Qingtian call him by his full name, instead of the more formal "Mr. Gu," a faint smile curved Gu Yaoyang's lips. "Nothing, just wanted to tell you that this skill, I not only possess it, but I'm also very proficient."
Xia Qingtian couldn't help but laugh at his words. "Alright, I get it."
"Then, goodbye." After speaking, Gu Yaoyang hung up the phone when he heard Xia Qingtian's reply.
Holding the phone, the smile on Gu Yaoyang's lips widened.
Catching sight of Wen Yao's peculiar expression from the corner of his eye, Gu Yaoyang looked at her and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I just want to tell you that this bowl of dog food, I not only ate it, but I'm also feeling quite nauseous!" Wen Yao stuck out her tongue and made a face.
How had she never noticed Gu Yaoyang being such a subtly showy person before?
If his former admirers, those female students who were infatuated with Gu Yaoyang, saw this, who knew what kind of commotion it would cause.
Tsk tsk tsk.
Gu Yaoyang wasn't angry at Wen Yao's teasing. He chuckled, put away his phone, and said, "Since you're envious, why don't you go back and find your prince?"
"Pfft, who's rare enough to envy you," Wen Yao said disdainfully, rolling her eyes. "Just mind your own business and don't worry about me."
Gu Yaoyang didn't reply further. Instead, he took out his work tablet and began checking his work emails. Wen Yao, sitting beside him, yawned repeatedly.
She had always felt that the job of a CEO was definitely not for normal people.
If you don't believe me, just look at Gu Yaoyang. He works day and night, and he has to handle matters from every department personally.
He has to appease his wife, and his career cannot be neglected.
Even the donkeys in the production teams aren't as tired as him.
Tsk tsk tsk...