The Big Boss' Medicine 17

"President Yan, why did you come in person?"

After a moment of stiffness, the director approached.

Weakly guessing in his heart that Yan Shen was just dropping him off at the set and would leave in a bit, before the other party could respond, the director hurriedly assured: "Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Xiao Su for you, and absolutely won't let anyone bully him in the crew."

The chairman of a big company shouldn't have time to spend all day on set--

Yan Shen politely said: "No need, I'll accompany him today."

...right.

The director silently added a little tail to his previous guess in his heart.

Yan Shen straightened his cuffs, his dark eyes looking kind at first glance, but actually quite threatening as he asked: "It shouldn't be a bother, right?"

Very bothersome, extremely bothersome! The kind that needs to be complained about!

--Especially for a single director.

But he didn't dare say the truth, wouldn't dare say it in this lifetime. Facing his big investor, the director warmly welcomed on the surface, but inside he was so bitter that water was about to overflow: "Of course not, of course not." Then he turned his head and instructed the security guard beside him: "Take them to park, remember the license plate and people, let them directly in next time they come."

It's just accompanying a newcomer to act!

If accompanying is what it takes, the other party is the investor. Could he drive them away?

The security guard agreed, then nervously directed the black Maybach to park in a spot designated for vehicles.

Although quite a few stars come to set in luxury cars, it's rare to see one this luxurious.

After parking, the manager and driver also got out of the car.

Actually, as the manager, he should have gotten out with Su Duan, but helplessly, someone had taken over almost all his duties, and it was someone he couldn't do anything about. So the manager could only be tactful and retreat together with the driver.

His job as a manager was really much more leisurely than he initially imagined. Everything he could do was taken over by Yan Shen, like selecting scripts for Su Duan, picking programs, planning his future path, etc. Yan Shen considered things even more comprehensively than him, and acted much faster.

Like this role in "Becoming a Demon" this time, by the time he found out, Yan Shen had already arranged with the director to have Su Duan audition.

Other than occasionally appearing in some corner to show that he still exists, and sometimes picking up things from Yan Shen that really don't suit his identity, he really had nothing to do...

At least there was no shortage of dog food to eat.

After the big and small bosses in the back seat got out, the manager and driver sat in the front seats, glanced at each other again, and inexplicably felt a sense of tacit understanding and sympathy.

......

After the driver got out, he took out a sizable briefcase from the trunk, filled with things Su Duan might need on set - towels for wiping sweat, medicine for the heat, his own cup and drinks... a lot of miscellaneous items.

When in the car he was the driver; after getting out he became the assistant.

Because the driver was conscientious, responsible and attentive, someone who could be trusted to take care of the little hamster, after some consideration, Yan Shen gave him a raise and had him be Su Duan's driver and assistant.

Being an assistant doesn't require very professional skills. Many celebrity assistants aren't professionally trained. Loyalty and dedication to the boss are what Yan Shen valued most.

With Su Duan going to act, his schedule was uncertain to begin with. Although Yan Shen had slowed down things on the company side because of his illness, it didn't mean he could abandon it and not manage it at all. There would always be times when he couldn't accompany Su Duan due to work or other reasons. In situations like this, he needed someone he could trust to help look after his little hamster.

The driver, who had already been observed for some time, was undoubtedly a suitable candidate.

Under the offensive of a salary increase, the driver, after some struggles with human nature, finally chose to bow his head to sinful capitalism.

--Wasn't it just eating dog food?

For the raise, he could eat a bit more!

......

When the director brought Su Duan into the crew, it unsurprisingly attracted the attention of almost everyone.

Adding a role to the script halfway through filming for a newcomer to join was already enough to draw attention. Director Xie also had a high standing in the directing circle and was a bit stubborn. To be able to get him to change the script at this time, one either had to have a very good relationship or a very strong background.

Not to mention this newcomer was personally led in by the director.

One could imagine how big of a deal it was.

After the director notified that someone would be joining, there had been constant discussion in the crew, speculating who could have such great power. Was it some wealthy scion or a young master from some high-ranking family who wanted to act for fun, so this was arranged?

Otherwise, it was really hard to think of any suitable candidates on such short notice.

However, when this person entered, it shocked everyone.

--Why does this newcomer look so familiar?

Those who had more scenes with Xie Zhu looked at Su Duan a couple times and quickly remembered. They thought suspiciously in their hearts: isn't this the stand-in Xie Zhu has been using for a long time?

Turning to look at Xie Zhu's expression, it had already turned so ugly that he couldn't even hide it. It was very obvious that this "newcomer" for whom the director added a new role, was Su Duan who had been Xie Zhu's stand-in for quite a long time.

So things started to seem a bit strange.

Looking again at the man behind Su Duan, his aura chilly, the casual style suit unable to conceal the imposing air about him, yet gently holding Su Duan's shoulder, appearing very intimate with him, everyone unanimously speculated... could Su Duan be a child of some prominent family who had been lost outside and was just picked up?

The man beside him, based on age, seemed a bit young to be an elder, but if he was an older brother or something, his attitude seemed a bit unusually affectionate. Logically speaking, facing peers who would compete for the family fortune, one shouldn't be this friendly.

Could it be that he had other motives...

Aside from the few people in the know like Xie Zhu and the director, almost everyone was immersed in speculating about struggles in a wealthy family.

It's not their fault that the first thing that came to mind was the "carp leaping over the dragon gate" plot of being recognized by a wealthy family, rather than the tawdry story of being kept by a rich patron. Because anyone who had been in the circle knew that this level of promotion was far from what a money-for-sex transaction could bring.

Even if it really was that, to be so wholeheartedly dedicated to this extent, calling it true love wouldn't be wrong.

Because the filming took place at a performing arts base, the crew had relatively good resting conditions. The lead actors and important supporting actors had their own dedicated rest rooms. Although not individual rooms, they were spacious and equipped with air conditioning, which was particularly precious in the increasingly hot weather.

Later, when the crew changed locations to a remote area, they might not have such comfortable conditions.

Su Duan was lucky, or perhaps Yan Shen had intentionally mentioned it to the director. The scenes for this newly added character could all be filmed at the base. Since he was not even a main supporting role and had very few shots, it was completely fine to film the close-ups with the set and then add the background and special effects.

With modern post-production technology, it was entirely possible to achieve a realistic effect.

Su Duan had considered being more dedicated and following the crew to the remote wilderness for filming. However, considering that he couldn't be too far away from Yan Shen, he decided without much hesitation to be a less dedicated actor.

Although feeling a bit guilty, his partner was still more important.

Being new to the crew, he needed to get familiar with the arrangements. In the morning, there were no scenes for Su Duan. The director called someone to take the newcomer, his manager, assistant, and financial backer to the rest room for settling in.

The crew had two large rest rooms in total. The lead actors shared one, while the remaining main supporting actors used the other. The director arranged for Su Duan to be in the rest room for the main supporting actors, with a partition set up for him in a relatively empty corner.

Since he would not be staying for long, Su Duan had fewer belongings compared to other actors, but they were more fragmented. It took his manager and the driver-turned-assistant half an hour to get everything settled.

While the assistant and manager were organizing his things, Su Duan obediently sat on a small stool in the corner, reading the script.

Yan Shen took off his suit jacket, unbuttoned the top three buttons of his originally strictly buttoned shirt, tugged at his pant leg, and squatted down beside Su Duan in a very un-president-like manner to accompany him in reading.

Hearing the movement, Su Duan raised his head from the script. Seeing Yan Shen's awkward posture, he blinked, moved his bottom off the small stool, and said softly, "You sit."

Yan Shen's legs were so long that even squatting on the ground looked uncomfortable. Although the small stool was a bit low, it should still be better than squatting.

"No need—" Yan Shen was about to refuse, but halfway through, he seemed to think of something and changed his words, saying, "Okay, thank you, baby."

Su Duan hugged the script and showed him a small smile, revealing a little bit of his small white teeth, looking extremely well-behaved.

So well-behaved that it made President Yan want to go crazy.

His heart suddenly started beating wildly out of control. Yan Shen calmed himself down a little, suppressing the desire to tease the person right there. After bending down to sit, he suddenly reached out and wrapped his arms around the slender waist of the young man standing beside him. Using a bit of the skillful force he had learned in combat techniques, the young man steadily fell into his embrace.

Looking down, his gaze met the round, wide-open black eyes containing a trace of surprise. Yan Shen's possessiveness was slightly satisfied. He narrowed his eyes and lightly pecked the young man's nose tip—he still remembered how Su Duan's nose tip was red and puffy from crying that day in the audition room, so he had since become particularly interested in this small, slightly upturned part of the young man, always wanting to kiss it a couple of times when he had the chance—and said as a matter of course, "Sit together."

Su Duan, who had been kissed on the nose, belatedly used the script to cover Yan Shen's face, feeling a bit embarrassed, and said, "We're in public..."

Yan Shen pulled the script away from his face and calmly handed it back to Su Duan's hand. His long and slightly curled eyelashes looked particularly prominent due to his downward gaze, concealing the deep, dark eyes that appeared especially profound because of a certain morbid possessiveness.

He lowered his head again and lightly pecked Su Duan's soft cheek. Yan Shen's tone was somewhat casual: "There are no outsiders. Be good, keep reading your script. You don't have any scenes in the morning. If you get tired of reading, take a nap."

The manager, who really wanted to be an outsider: "..."

The assistant, who didn't know whether he wanted to be an outsider or not: "..."

After a few seconds of eerie silence, thinking of his recently increased salary, the assistant suddenly became a bit calmer and said to the manager, "Pass me the towel. I'll wipe this soft chair on one side."

President Yan was a clean freak, so when they were organizing things, they had to do it thoroughly and meticulously.

Wiping clean a soft chair that others had used was only the first step. Afterwards, they still had to cover it with a clean, small checkered cloth they brought with them before they could put President Yan's home-raised little hamster on it.

The manager looked at him with suspicion, not understanding why the original driver and current assistant, who had always been in sync with him, had suddenly betrayed the organization.

The assistant urged him very professionally and calmly, "Hurry up. After wiping the soft chair, we still need to wash and wipe the makeup table."

The manager: "..."

What's wrong with this person?