Hearing this, Yan Ziruo's expression remained calm and breezy, but inwardly, she was cursing up a storm.
'Damn it, another hope dashed…'
That Mr. Gao was quite efficient.
The same day he received the call from Wang Chuan, he had one of the three candidates—who happened to be filming at the Binhai Film and Television City—rush over.
The man's name was Shen Qing. He came from a local opera troupe and had left to become an extra because he dreamed of being an actor.
He had struggled and clawed his way up for nearly ten years, doing everything from being an extra to a martial arts double and a stuntman.
But even after all this time, he had only managed to land a dozen or so minor roles with just a few lines—a dozen at most.
Now, he had been fortunate enough to be discovered by Mr. Gao.
The man was very talkative. From the moment he met Yan Feifan until they finished dinner together, he never stopped talking.
Yan Feifan wanted to learn more about him, so he would ask a question from time to time, guiding the conversation to keep him talking.
As Shen Qing spoke, Yan Feifan kept mentally superimposing several plastic surgery plans onto the man's face.
Shen Qing's features were actually quite handsome.
However, his eyes were somewhat long and narrow, and his lips were a bit thin, which made him look slightly effeminate and lacking in masculine presence.
When Shen Qing mentioned that he had trained in martial arts roles since he was a child, had good skills, and had worked as a martial arts double many times, the first thought that popped into Yan Feifan's mind was...
'He's perfectly suited to play a master from the Ming Dynasty's Eastern Depot or Western Depot.'
By the time Yan Feifan concluded their conversation, he realized it was already almost ten o'clock at night.
Yan Feifan tidied up, took off his white lab coat, picked up his briefcase, and left the research office with Shen Qing. They continued chatting as they walked out of the emergency department and arrived together at the hospital's south entrance.
"Shen Qing, I'll come up with two or three proposals. We'll decide on the final plastic surgery plan with you and Mr. Gao."
Shen Qing bowed politely and said, "Mr. Yan, thank you for all your trouble!"
The two waved goodbye to each other at the hospital entrance.
Afterward, Yan Feifan unlocked a shared bike, got on, and began to ride slowly in the direction of Zuimo Court…
A few minutes later, Yu Suye, who was still busy in the emergency department, received a call from Yan Feifan.
"What? You already left?"
"It completely slipped your mind?"
Hearing this, Yu Suye was furious.
She threw two punches at the air in front of her, pretending it was Yan Feifan.
'We were supposed to bike back together so I could make sure he got home safe.'
'And that idiot just forgot and left by himself.'
"Feifan, I give up. You're unbelievable. Don't bother turning back. I'll pack up and leave now."
Yu Suye replied, frustrated.
Just as she was about to end the call, the obnoxious ROARING of an engine came through the phone.
It was immediately followed by a loud BANG from a violent collision and Yan Feifan's sharp cry of "AHH!"
Then, another BANG…
Noticing that the call with Yan Feifan had been abruptly disconnected, Yu Suye felt as if she had been plunged into an icy abyss, her whole body trembling from the cold…
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