Of course, if you are still here on the fourth day.
He didn’t speak the latter sentence.
"Thank you, I will." Chu Ji gracefully turned around.
Jun Mochan closed the door, before he had even walked to the bed, the knocking sounded again.
The expression on Jun Mochan’s face didn’t change, but his eyes were cold. The man outside the door, meeting that deeply profound gaze, was shocked into silence.
"Excuse me, is Ms. Ye inside?" The man on the other side nervously asked.
"What is it?" Jun Mochan raised an eyebrow.
"Here are some things she needs." The other person passed a video recorded the previous night to Jun Mochan.
Jun Mochan took it and, with a bang, closed the door.
"Don’t forget the balance payment," the man outside weakly shouted. Not hearing a response, he touched his nose and left.
It’s fine, even if he couldn’t collect the outstanding balance, it wasn’t a loss!
Only after the man had left did Ye Ranran stick her head out from under the blankets. She found her phone and transferred the remaining balance into the other person’s account.
Jun Mochan was playing with the video in his hand: "I’ll keep it here first."
Ye Ranran nodded: "Don’t lose the stuff worth twenty thousand yuan."
"I didn’t realize that my wife loved money so much," Jun Mochan said casually.
Ye Ranran scorned his attitude: "Mr.Jun, I only make eight thousand a month. This twenty thousand is almost three months of my salary. Do you think I don’t feel the pain?"
You could say she’s made a huge investment here!
"My money is your money." Jun Mochan felt a bit exasperated.
"I know, that’s why I’ve never been polite about it, but what I’m saying is the truth."
Even though he doesn’t demand how much she earns, even if she is rich, it doesn’t mean she can waste money.
"Whatever the wife says is right, but it’s eight o’clock, shouldn’t you get up and get ready?"
Eight o’clock? Ye Ranran hurriedly got out of bed.
After washing her face, Jun Mochan had brought back breakfast.
"Husband, you’re truly virtuous." Ye Ranan took the breakfast from Jun Mochan’s hand.
"I had Ah Chuan buy it," Jun Mochan gave her a dumb look.
Ye Ranran didn’t mind as long as there was something to eat.
"Eat slowly." Seeing her wolf down her food, Jun Mochan quickly reminded her.
Some of her hair had fallen forward, and Jun Mochan tucked it back for her.
"There’s no time." Ye Ranran mumbled.
The shoot started at nine, and it would take at least an hour to do makeup and get dressed.
Jun Mochan nonchalantly said: "If you’re late, you’re late. I’d like to see who dares to say anything."
He said it with such authority.
"Mr. Jun, are you here to make people hate me?" Ye Ranran teased him.
Xue Xue was quite a diva, but she always arrived early and never kept anyone waiting.
Not to mention anything else, this was basic professional ethics, so many people spoke highly of her.
The basic rule of the workplace is that people can dislike you, but never let them speak ill of you.
After a few bites, Ye Ranran finished her sandwich, and waved at Jun Mochan: "Alright, I’m going."
Watching Ye Ranran’s retreating figure, Jun Mochan calmly ate his sandwich.
When Ye Ranran arrived, Luo Qi was helping Xue Xue change her clothes. Seeing Ye Ranran, she was like seeing a lifesaver: "Ranran, you’re finally here. I can’t tie this belt."
Ye Ranran walked over and quickly tied the belt.
She picked up a piece of clothing and said to Che Hao, "Here, put this on."
Like an emperor, Che Hao spread out his hands, and Ye Ranran helped him change, one piece of clothing at a time.
In the hectic rush, they finally finished in the allotted time.