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Chapter 422: Woman’s heart, a needle at the bottom of the sea

Chapter 422: Woman’s heart, a needle at the bottom of the sea

Human nature is fundamentally good, whether this is true or false remains debatable, but this backward and remote Miao village has showcased simple kindness.

Perhaps many of them do not recognize a Hollywood director like Thomas Felton, and some even don’t recognize Pei Yunxi, but when the "inspection team" explained their intentions, the village still warmly welcomed them and even vacated several houses for the team.

Of course.

The inspection team also gave monetary compensation; although these villages isolated from modern society are far from the hustle and bustle, they are not cut off from the world, and money still has many uses.

To avoid disturbing the villagers too much, even Thomas Felton, a Hollywood director famous internationally, shared a room with his entourage.—

Pei Yunxi and Ning Hui also stayed in the same room.

"Your suggestion is very good, I’ll discuss it with..."

In the earthen house lit by the incandescent bulb, Thomas Felton’s words were interrupted by the ringing of a phone.

He stopped speaking, took out his phone, ready to hang up, but when he saw the caller ID, he quickly changed his mind and pressed the answer button.

"Jiang."

Seeing the caller’s charming smile, Pei Yunxi immediately fell silent.

Without avoiding others, the call didn’t last long, about two or three minutes, and Thomas Felton put down the phone.

"You must have heard, Jiang told me he hopes you could move into the city."

"I won’t go."

Pei Yunxi refused without hesitation.

"Jiang is considering your best interests, I think he has a point, you are the female lead, your health is very important, we can’t have any health issues arise before we start filming. The environment in the city is better than here, and we can transport you back and forth every day just the same."

At that moment, Thomas Felton was surprisingly understanding.

It is well known that the more successful the director, the more eccentric they tend to be.

Hollywood directors generally don’t have the best temperament, especially when it comes to their work, they are exceptionally serious.

James Cameron, for example, has the reputation of being a tyrant on set, and not even top actors and actresses, even Oscar winners, dare to act up in his presence.

Thomas Felton is the same.

To become a globally acclaimed director, naturally, one must have some extraordinary qualities; he makes no distinction between A-list and B-list stars, treating all actors with the same demanding perfectionism.

Of course.

They treat themselves the same way. Thomas Felton once had the remarkable feat of staying up for three days and nights straight just to shoot a scene, eventually collapsing on set.

Acclimation issues seem trivial to him, but coming from Hollywood, he had long cultivated a sense of hierarchy, abiding by the unspoken industry food chain.

As a director, his will must be obeyed without question by actors, and inversely, the investors hold that same power over him.

This is perhaps a common point between the Eastern and Western film circles.

Capital is always the highest echelon in this industry.

"Director Felton, I understand my own situation. The nearest city is an hour’s drive from here; it’s too much trouble to travel back and forth every day. There’s no need to overcomplicate things, I am totally fine."

Pei Yunxi quickly said, her eyes serious.

Thomas Felton was very pleased with her professional attitude. Under normal circumstances, he would have taken the opportunity to agree, but the investor had just called, and he could not ignore it.

Although he was strict and demanding in his work, that did not mean he was ignorant of social etiquette.

It was not easy to find such a financier in the East, and he was reluctant to offend them over a trivial matter.

"How about you call Jiang and talk to him?"

Who said foreigners don’t have their own calculations?

Thomas Felton was clearly quite shrewd—though he preferred Pei Yunxi to stay here, he didn’t say it outright; instead, he kicked the ball into her court.

He didn’t care what kind of relationship this actress, seen as a representative of Eastern beauty, had with the young investor, nor did he bother to spend energy guessing, for after all, such matters were commonplace in Hollywood.

He was a director, not a gossip journalist, and his only task was to make this film a success.

"Mr. Felton, I’ll be heading back first."

Pei Yunxi didn’t put on airs either, she just nodded calmly, not making things difficult for him.

She stood up and walked out of the room, glanced at the starry night sky that couldn’t be seen in East Sea, took a deep breath, and then took out her phone.

The call was quickly connected.

Though she was the one who had initiated the call, she didn’t start talking right away.

"If you can’t adapt, then come back."

"You were the one who asked me to come, and now you’re telling me to leave?"

Logically, one should be thankful for someone else’s concern, but Pei Yunxi didn’t do that; instead, she questioned, "Can you not interfere with my work?"

"Nothing is more important than your health."

"I know my own body, I don’t need you to worry about me!"

Pei Yunxi inexplicably became somewhat annoyed, "I’m telling you, I will not leave! If you call Mr. Felton again, you might as well give the lead role to someone else."

Without waiting for a response, she hung up the phone.

On the other end,

Jiang Chen, who had left the V party early, sat in the taxi, looked at his phone, and felt somewhat baffled.

Since they’d met, even though their relationship had gone through many ups and downs, tonight seemed to be the first time Pei Yunxi had lost her temper at him.

What was going on?

He had meant well.

Although it was said that a woman’s heart is as unfathomable as the ocean’s depths, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but try to fathom Pei Yunxi’s thoughts.

Only by knowing oneself and the adversary can one gain the upper hand.

After some careful thought, Jiang Chen gradually caught a glimmer of understanding and realized why she might have reacted so strongly.

He had called Thomas Felton directly, exerting pressure, which likely made Pei Yunxi’s position in the cast quite awkward.

As the lead actress in such an ambitious production for the first time, Pei Yunxi cared a great deal about this film; it was the key condition that once tempted her to join CX Entertainment.

Nowadays, artists take pride in enjoying "privileges," but Pei Yunxi clearly wasn’t among them.

Even though she renounced privileges, his direct call to Thomas Felton undoubtedly also cast a heavier shadow of ambiguity over his and Pei Yunxi’s relationship.

"Sir, we’ve arrived."

Jiang Chen paid and got out of the taxi, walking on foot into Spring and Autumn Plaza, thinking as he walked.

As if compelled by some inexplicable force, he found himself walking towards the white villa again.

This time, the villa was engulfed in darkness, no lights anywhere.

Oddly enough, the scene of Zhang Guangyi’s girlfriend delivering a lunchbox full of love during the day reappeared in his mind.

Back then, despite being the technical geek that he was, Zhang Guangyi didn’t say it out loud, but the happiness in his heart was unrestrainedly evident in his demeanor.

All these were valuable experiences.

Looking at the empty, solitary villa, Jiang Chen reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone, and sent a message.

"Luo, are you asleep?"