Bai Xin visited Tengying Entertainment for the first time.
The company was small, just a few hundred square meters, and there were hardly any people inside.
It was all emptily quiet.
The uncle didn't seem to be deceiving her; he was truly just there, moving a small stool and wiping the windows.
This was completely different from the big BOSS she had pictured.
Aren't such high-level bosses supposed to command with authority, their mere gestures altering countless people's fates?
Like her, the pitiful little nobody in the entertainment circle.
"Uncle, why are you wiping the windows yourself?"
"I haven't hired anyone, so if I don't clean it myself, who will?"
"Then why don't you hire someone? A cleaning lady isn't expensive."
"The people who come and go here are all stars from the entertainment circle. What if I hire someone unfamiliar and they take secret photos?"
Chen Pingsheng said, "It shows how shallow my foundation is in the entertainment circle; I can't even hire a trustworthy cleaning lady."
"Uncle, what do you think about me?"
Bai Xin's eyes brightened, shining with excitement.
In a tycoon's house, that window she was cleaning was obviously an opportunity.
Wiping left, wiping right; it was like she was clearing a path of bright prospects.
Chen Pingsheng sized her up, she was in her early twenties.
With a pretty melon-seed face and a good figure.
"You're not filming but coming to clean my windows, isn't that too demeaning for you?"
"Demeaning? What's demeaning?"
Bai Xin said cheerfully, "Uncle, I was the taskmaster at school. There wasn't a nook or cranny in our classroom that I couldn't clean; you can be absolutely confident in my work."
"Is that so? Then how much would you want a month?"
"Don't be so formal, Uncle. As your fan, how could I even think of taking money for this kind of job?"
Forget about a salary; she'd be willing to pay out of her own pocket.
As long as he didn't harass her, she'd be willing to do any dirty or tiring job.
Bai Xin was indeed diligent, not every Beijing Film Academy student was as proud as Song Wu.
She was truly diligent.
"Alright, if you are willing then I won't mistreat you. Four thousand a month, just for your lunch, no breakfast or dinner."
Bai Xin bowed at a seventy-five-degree angle, thankful that it was cold so she was dressed warmly.
Otherwise, she might have revealed too much.
"By the way, how are your academic results?"
He had recently encountered a very troublesome matter: Little An'an's education.
Her mother would tutor her, and then the whole night would be unrestful.
His wife might be gentle usually, but when teaching Chen An'an, she was fierce like a tigress.
As for him, first, he couldn't bear to scold his child.
Second, with just a middle school education, what could he really teach her? Even getting into a vocational school would be a struggle.
Bai Xin didn't know why he was asking, but she still told the truth: "My grades are pretty good. I was always in the top three in primary school, top five in junior high, and I was always first in high school."
"So you're a top student?"
Chen Pingsheng was somewhat surprised, and Bai Xin proudly said, "Right, I've always been good academically."
"Would you consider being a tutor?"
Chen Pingsheng said, "My daughter is only six this year. We won't talk about preschool, but she's struggling to keep up with her first-grade class. I've been thinking about hiring a tutor for her."
Becoming the big boss's tutor?
Her upgrade from cleaning lady to tutor was quick—less than a day from window washing to tutoring his daughter.
Bai Xin, Bai Xin, the fortune-teller said you'd meet a patron this year, and it wasn't wrong at all.
No wonder you're set to skyrocket next year.
"Uncle, you've definitely found the right person. I might not be good at other things, but tutoring kids? Absolutely no problem."
"Then it's settled, you're hired."
Chen Pingsheng said, "As a tutor, you'll take care of dinner. Eighty tutoring sessions a month, let's say a hundred per session."
A session is forty-five minutes.
Actually, a tutor's income isn't bad at all.
Bai Xin was overjoyed; at least now she had solved her food problem.
Just so you know, during the period of being an extra, most people had to juggle one or two jobs.
She was playing both an auntie and a tutor, and that too in a big shot's house.
She was actually doing quite well.
When he returned home, Chen Pingsheng drove back in a convertible Bentley.
The Aston Martin had been appropriated by his wife, a fresh excitement.
With nothing much to do that afternoon, he had invited the author of the Hua Qiangu novel to the hotel to work on the script adaptation.
Before the screenplay came out, there wasn't much going on in Tengying Entertainment.
After the screenplay was released, it would still go through a long process of revisions, final drafts, more revisions, and more final drafts.
Only then would it turn into a genuinely good screenplay.
The shooting of Legend of Lu Zhen was still a month away, and Zhao Liying and Yang Jiancheng were busy with the last bit of filming.
They also couldn't spare any time now.
His life was relatively relaxed for the moment, but the key for the next month was to find a profitable film crew.
Spending those thirty million he had would also help him build more connections in the entertainment industry.
Upon arriving at the Shijingshan villa, Chen An'an had already been picked up by Song Yanxi.
The little guy's first thing every day when she got home was to water the small tree she had planted.
Then she'd consider moving the flower she planted in the west corner to the east wall corner the day before yesterday.
Every day she was this blissfully ignorant.
Except for studying, she loved everything else.
"Chen An'an, come here quick."
Little An'an, very obedient to her dad except in studies, scampered over and, lifting her little head, asked, "Dad, are we eating now?"
"Eat, eat, eat, that's all you know. Have you finished your homework?"
"The teacher didn't assign any today."
"That's what you said yesterday too."
"Yesterday was her birthday, she gave us a day off."
Chen Pingsheng said, displeased, "Tomorrow it's her mom's birthday, is she giving you a day off too?"
Chen An'an's eyes lit up, and her little head buzzed with delight.
"I also know the day after tomorrow is her grandfather's birthday, and the day after that, her great-grandmother's."
"That's not happening, her great-grandmother died last year."
"Well, Chen An'an, aren't you clever?"
Chen Pingsheng was amused and frustrated: "You even do a background check on your teacher before lying."
An'an chuckled foolishly, thinking as long as I smile dumb enough, dad won't hit me.
Chen Pingsheng, pulling her aside, introduced Bai Xin: "Chen An'an, let me formally introduce you. Since neither your dad nor your mom can tutor you, we had to hire a private tutor. This is Teacher Bai, who could easily get into Qingbei. Teacher Bai has condescended to teach you, so you need to appreciate and cherish this opportunity, you got that?"
"Dad, I will definitely cherish it."
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"Hello, Teacher Bai."
"An'an, you're really adorable."
Chen Pingsheng nodded, "Yep...studying adorably too, forty-sixth in class."
"Then I'm not the last."
Chen An'an said proudly, to which Chen Pingsheng mercilessly retorted, "Yep, the last one is transferring schools the day after tomorrow."
Little Fatty is transferring schools?
That must be tough for her without him, the days without Little Fatty.
How is her performance supposed to improve?
"Dad, it's just school, I can definitely make it into the top forty-five in the final exams."
"I absolutely believe you can do it. After all, the teacher has already informed us that aside from Little Fatty, another student is transferring, leaving forty-four in the class. Adding you, that makes a perfect forty-five."
Chen An'an's face stiffened; this is no way to be a father.
If people are leaving the class, it's their issue.
If she can move up one rank in just a month, that's still progress.
Though...well, it's filled with objective reasons.
It shouldn't dismiss the fact that she has improved.
Such improvements should be encouraged and rewarded.
Bai Xin almost passed out laughing; this father-daughter duo was too lovable.
Chen An'an looked foolish, but she was actually quite clever.
The uncle seemed unreliable, but he was really worried about her.