"Cut! Good, that's a wrap! Makeup, props, get ready for the next scene…"
Mo Xuan removed the wires bound to his body and took a few sips of water from the bottle handed to him by his assistant, A Qing.
"Brother Mo, you're amazing! You totally killed it in that fight scene!"
A Qing was so excited he was practically jumping for joy, even more so than Mo Xuan himself.
A Qing was also a newcomer to the industry, having just graduated from university. His first assistant job was to look after Mo Xuan.
He had heard countless stories of celebrities mistreating their assistants. When he first started working for Mo Xuan, he was indeed apprehensive. However, after working together for a while, he realized that Mo Xuan was just a bit eccentric in temper but a genuinely good person.
There were many things he could do himself, and he wouldn't let A Qing do them, so A Qing was very pleased with his boss.
That's right, A Qing's salary as an assistant was paid by Mo Xuan.
A Qing genuinely liked his boss.
Mo Xuan didn't respond to A Qing's words. Instead, he asked, "Where's that sickly… Mo Ji Jun?"
A Qing blinked and then replied, "Mo Ji Jun doesn't have any scenes today. He should be at the hotel right now."
Mo Xuan nodded upon hearing this and didn't say anything further. His gaze then shifted to the crowd observing from not too far away.
Seeing Mo Xuan's gaze, A Qing quickly explained, "Those are people visiting the set. They're from the same school as you, and I think they're from the same graduating year. The director said they needed some extras, so they decided to recruit from the school."
After A Qing's explanation, Mo Xuan finally understood why those people looked somewhat familiar to him.
As Mo Xuan looked at the group, they all let out gasps of excitement and started whispering amongst themselves.
"Ahhh, it's Campus Heartthrob Shen! He's so handsome!"
"He's looking this way! No wonder he got chosen. With his looks, it would be a crime not to cast him!"
"Are you all just focusing on his looks? That fight scene just now, oh my god, it made my blood boil!"
"Yeah, yeah! He's handsome and a good actor. He's definitely going to be a top star in the future!"
"Of course! Being in Director Chen Zhi's film, it's hard not to become popular!"
"I really hope I can stand next to Campus Heartthrob Shen when we're extras later!"
…
Mo Xuan watched for a while and then stopped looking. However, after seemingly saying a few words to a leader among them, those people started walking towards him.
"Hello, Campus Heartthrob Shen! We're your schoolmates. Can we take a photo with you?"
"Me too, me too! Please give me an autograph!"
…
Mo Xuan frowned as he looked at the throng of people rushing towards him. "I'm sorry, I don't want to take photos."
The crowd faltered, then looked at him blankly.
Seeing Mo Xuan's cold expression, they suddenly remembered that Mo Xuan's disposition was naturally aloof and distant. How could they have suddenly assumed Mo Xuan would be willing to sign autographs and take photos?
Perhaps his performance just now had made them forget Mo Xuan's true nature.
After being rejected, the crowd silently took a few steps back, then mumbled their apologies before turning and leaving.
Mo Xuan didn't dwell on this minor incident. Instead, he picked up his phone and started browsing.
If one looked closely, they would see he was browsing a brand's women's clothing store. The prices of this brand's women's clothing were not low, and it was a relatively well-known brand.
A Qing heard Mo Xuan's quiet muttering, "This pink dress is so beautiful. Mother will look so pretty wearing it! This trench coat is also nice; it would really suit my mother! And these hats, this base layer is also pretty, and this fairy dress is just perfect for my mother…"
A Qing looked bewildered.
Often, he wanted to remind Mo Xuan that the clothes he was looking at were not suitable for his mother to wear, as many of the styles were too youthful.
Take the bubble skirt he had just added to the cart, for example. He couldn't imagine a middle-aged woman in her late forties or early fifties wearing a pink bubble skirt.
He had seen this scenario many times. His boss was good in all other aspects, except he seemed to have a bit of a mama's boy complex.
No matter what he did, he would think of his mother. He'd think of buying things for his mother when looking at clothes, and he'd want to give good food to his mother as well. Moreover, he noticed that his boss sent half of his salary to his mother.
A Qing shook his head. He decided he would suggest more often to his boss not to be a mama's boy, as mama's boys couldn't find girlfriends!
Mama's boy Mo Xuan: …
Meanwhile
The Shen family, along with Old Master Mo, the old butler, and their bodyguards, spent a full three hours packing the 500 boxes of tangerines that Shen Yao had sent out.
The tangerines covering the mountainside and plains had brought the Shen family nearly a million yuan, and this was only half of them, with many yet to be picked.
It took over a week to pick and sell all the tangerines on the back mountain.
Now, their focus shifted to the unripe green tangerines on the back mountain.
The Shen family didn't plan to sell these tangerines. They intended to process them into dried tangerine peel for their own use.
There were not many tea orange trees planted, only about twenty-odd. After picking, they yielded about two to three thousand catties.
Two thousand catties sounded like a lot, but for tangerines, it wasn't considered a great quantity, especially when only the peel was being used.
From two to three thousand catties of tangerines, the peel might not even reach 200 catties in the end, and it would be even less after drying.
By preparing to make dried tangerine peel themselves, it would be just right for personal use, gifting, or giving to others.
Upon hearing about the production of these novel items, Old Master Mo and the old butler were the most excited.
Since arriving here, Old Master Mo and the old butler felt as if they had returned to their childhood, spending their days immersed in farming and unable to extricate themselves.
This was understandable, as both of them came from rural backgrounds and had experienced the changes of the times. They felt an inexplicable connection to the land.
Later, it was by being the first to venture into new endeavors that the Mo family escaped poverty and became wealthy.
Now that their health had improved, they felt an even greater affinity for the feeling of self-reliance.
The two old gentlemen and a few bodyguards had already spent an hour picking those few thousand catties of tangerines.
The picked tangerines were then loaded by Old Master Mo into cart after cart and pulled back to the small courtyard of the Shen family, where they were unloaded into the yard.
After six cartloads, all those few thousand catties of tangerines were brought back, filling half of the small courtyard.
The Shen family members sat in the courtyard with small stools, each with two large baskets beside them. One basket was for the tangerine peel, and the other was for the pulp.
The large basket for the pulp was covered with a large plastic bag to prevent the pulp from getting dirty.
Although the pulp was somewhat sour, she couldn't bring herself to throw it away. Therefore, she intended to extract it to see if it could be utilized.
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