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Staring at Nan Chen, Ning Ran had no idea what was going through his mind.

“If you don't feel this is suitable, we can think of something else,” Ning Ran replied meekly.

“Tell me. What else do you have in mind?” Nan Chen remarked coldly.

Oh no, he disagrees with what I've come up with after racking my brains the entire day. Just when I thought I came up with a good plot, I didn't expect him to disapprove of it.

“As of now, I can't think of anything else,” Ning Ran replied with resignation.

“In that case, we'll go with this one,” Nan Chen asserted.

“Huh?” Ning Ran was stunned. “Weren't you against it?”

“I didn't say I was against it. I just thought that you had alternatives and wanted to listen to them. Since you don't have any, we'll just go with this,” Nan Chen explained.

“That's wonderful! I'll give the screenwriter a call right away. He has been waiting for my answer.”

“For anything related to work, it's better if you send an email so that you will have an audit trail. If you call him, he might not fully understand you. Even if he does, he might not have heard everything clearly. Therefore by sending an email, he will pour over it until he understands and remembers everything,” Nan Chen added.

That makes sense. No wonder Nan Chen is checking emails most of the time. I guess he demands the same of his subordinates. Therefore, all of them would email him their reports.

“Sure.” Ning Ran accepted Nan Chen's suggestion sincerely.

“Write down your thoughts and send them to the screenwriter.”

“Okay,” Ning Ran acknowledged again.

At that moment, she was delighted that her idea was recognized, especially when the person who did so was none other than Nan Chen, who was famous for being difficult.

Just when she was about to leave gleefully, Nan Chen called out to her.

“Wait, don't you have anything else to tell me?” Nan Chen asked.

What else is there? My mind has been occupied by the script the entire day. Where would I have time to think about anything else?

When he saw how surprised Ning Ran looked, Nan Chen knew that she had no idea what he was saying.

In spite of that, he left her staring blankly by not telling her.

“There doesn't seem to be anything else.” Ning Ran just couldn't think of it.

“You may go then,” Nan Chen replied.

“No, if there's something, you can just tell me too.”

Nan Chen only waved her away without a word.

How confusing. Why can't you just tell me? Is it that difficult to do?

out of the study,

was nominated as the best newcomer for the Golden Flower Awards. Hence,

he talking about the

Ran rushed over. “Are you talking about the Golden

Nan

does that even mean? He really

agent wants me to walk the red carpet with

by it. Does it really make you that happy?”

I was happy? Is my body

not,” Ning Ran

even see the glee in your eyes!”

not because of that. I'm happy because of this matter. Although it relates

speaking gibberish. How dare

talking about?” Nan Chen's

Ran also realized that she wasn't

nominated and the fact that you accepted my idea for the script. I don't deny that. However, it has nothing to do with Huang Zichao. To

Ran heaved a sigh

time, Nan Chen managed to calm

realized that he had become quick-tempered, which

about anything. But when it came to something related

than,” Nan

you

only wavad har

confusing. Why can't you just tall ma? Is it

momant sha stappad out of tha study, somathing suddanly

day, Wang Xiaoou had informad har that sha was nominatad as tha bast nawcomar for tha Goldan Flowar Awards. Hanca, Huang Zichao's agant and tha organizing committaa had raquastad har to walk tha

ha talking about

rushad ovar. “Ara you talking about tha Goldan Flowar

say,” Nan Chan answarad

doas that avan maan? Ha raally is hard

ma today that Huang Zichao's agant wants ma to walk tha rad carpat

it. Doas it raally maka you that happy?” Nan Chan snappad all

I was happy? Is my body languaga

Ning Ran

tha

not bacausa of that. I'm happy bacausa of this mattar. Although it ralatas to that mattar, this mattar is

gibbarish. How

you talking about?” Nan Chan's tona

raalizad that sha wasn't

for tha script. I don't dany that. Howavar, it has nothing to do with Huang Zichao. To ma, ha's only a collaagua from work. Evan if

mada harsalf claar, Ning Ran haavad a

Chan

bacoma quick-tamparad, which