Liu Pinran listened to Zhou Lan’s words and just smiled without responding, his eyes still fixed on Zhou Yun.
His intention was very clear—he wanted to hear an apology from Zhou Yun personally.
Zhou Lan looked at Liu Pinran in surprise and suddenly caught He Yong giving her a meaningful glance.
It was a signal to remind Zhou Yun.
But Zhou Lan knew that it was impossible for Zhou Yun to bow down to Liu Pinran.
After all, the company was in the wrong here.
Forcing Zhou Yun to give up Song Chi’s "Heart Inquiry" for "Eighth Heartbeat."
Anyone could tell which project was better when the two were put side by side.
Yet, He Yong gave her that look, and she couldn’t pretend to ignore it; she had no choice but to grit her teeth, smile at Zhou Yun, and say, "Xiao Yun, indeed we have caused some inconvenience to Director Liu, you should also apologize to him. Once we start shooting, you’ll definitely take the filming seriously."
Zhou Yun’s gaze remained focused on the table, not looking at anyone.
Zhou Lan spoke without looking at her.
"Xiao Yun?" Zhou Lan sighed to herself as she saw Zhou Yun wouldn’t speak, but still she spoke again as a reminder.
She was putting on a show for He Yong.
The situation was somewhat awkward.
Even the smile on Liu Pinran’s face had disappeared, and he looked at Zhou Yun with dissatisfaction in his eyes.
In Liu Pinran’s view, a female celebrity like Zhou Yun, no matter how popular, was nothing more than a minor character. Backed by Yuehai Network and a seasoned producer with wide connections in the circle, Liu Pinran had a lot of clout, used to getting warm welcomes from stars big and small. Naturally, he was displeased when ignored by Zhou Yun.
"It seems Miss Zhou is still not very willing to take on ’Eighth Heartbeat’", Liu Pinran said, turning his head and talking to He Yong with a smile.
He Yong pressed his right hand down and said, "She’s a young girl who just started her career, a bit too spirited. You’ve seen it all with your keen insight, why bother engaging her on the same level?"
Liu Pinran chuckled and said, "President He, you have no idea, these days the production costs for shows are frighteningly high, and if Miss Zhou doesn’t cooperate on set and delays the filming process, then I’m in trouble. If Miss Zhou really doesn’t want to do this drama, we might as well call it quits early."
He Yong’s expression turned grim.
"Director Liu, I don’t want to do this drama, but I wouldn’t intentionally sabotage the filming schedule," Zhou Yun finally lifted her head, her eyes filled with sarcasm, "Also, since I’ve signed the contract, I will act well. There’s no need for your concern. I just want to take on higher quality scripts, not that I’m a nobody for doing romance dramas. President He, Sister Lan, since the contract is signed, I should be able to leave, right?"
Finally infuriated, He Yong said, "Zhou Yun, this is the company. If you want to throw a tantrum, go do it at home. Who are you showing off here for? The thing I hate most is people like you who become arrogant as soon as they get famous. Do you think you could stay popular without the company?"
Zhou Yun’s jaw trembled, and she looked sharply at He Yong.
"President He, did I become famous because of the company?"
He Yong was left speechless.
"Is it that I’m too full of myself, or is it that you are, keeping me in the dark about the agreement, not telling me, allowing me to agree to Song Chi and then forcing me to refuse him," Zhou Yun scoffed, "Director Liu, you say just brush it off if I don’t want to do it? Really brush it off? How about we call it off right now and find someone else for the role?"
Liu Pinran was silent, unable to utter a single word.
Zhou Yun left the conference room with a cold face.
Through the door, Zhou Yun heard He Yong slapping the table, cursing, "Outrageous!"