Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 137: Like Picking Up Money Easily

Chapter 137: Chapter 137: Like Picking Up Money Easily

"Enough!"

Qiao Xiya’s face turned ugly to the extreme, fearing that Fang Tong would really blurt out Yin Moran’s full name.

Her eyes glared at Lin Qian with a chilly gaze, "Lin Qian, are you going to take this extra role today or not?"

"Sorry, I’m not interested."

Lin Qian was defiant, pulling Fang Tong to leave.

Qiao Xiya let out a cold laugh and shot a look at Shen Bing.

Shen Bing understood and yanked a woman nearby, "Go and keep those two here. Otherwise, Qiao won’t keep useless assistants around."

The woman pulled out was Wu Nan, Qiao Xiya’s former assistant.

She looked at Qiao Xiya and touched her arm as she met her cold, gloomy gaze, dropping her eyes to hide the anger in them, and quickly walked toward Lin Qian.

"Miss Lin, would you please do us a favor and take the role of an extra?"

She had followed Qiao Xiya for years.

She had thought that the generous and sweet Qiao Xiya in front of others would be a person with excellent character and cultivation.

Unexpectedly, the public image she displayed was all crafted by the company.

Qiao Xiya herself was selfish and indifferent, arrogant and ruthless.

The slightest dissatisfaction would result in punishment on her subordinates.

If it weren’t for the pressures of life and the high pay offered by Qiao Xiya, she would have quit long ago.

Now with Shen Bing beside Qiao Xiya, her job as an assistant became even tougher.

All the hard and unpleasant tasks were handed to her, and the slightest deviation from their expectations led to beating and scolding.

She had thought about quitting, but sadly, her contract had not yet expired.

If she proposed to resign now, given Qiao Xiya’s connections in the industry and her cold-hearted personality, she certainly wouldn’t end up well, so she had no choice but to follow Qiao Xiya’s orders.

If she failed to complete her task today, she was sure to face another round of violence.

"I’m sorry, but we don’t plan to be extras, please step aside."

Fang Tong ignored Wu Nan, pulling Lin Qian to leave past her.

"Miss Lin, I’m begging you, okay? Tell me, what will it take for you to agree to be an extra, do I need to kneel down and beg you?"

Wu Nan’s face was full of urgency, tightly grabbing Lin Qian’s sleeve.

Lin Qian’s eyebrows furrowed slightly as she stared into Wu Nan’s eyes, seeing deep pleading within them.

Being a frontline employee was never easy.

And Qiao Xiya’s temper...

She figured Wu Nan must not have an easy time working under Qiao Xiya.

Wu Nan was about to kneel when Lin Qian abruptly stopped her, "No need to kneel, I agree."

She had a soft heart and couldn’t stand seeing someone kneel in front of her.

Besides, it was just an extra role, right?

After all, it wasn’t as if she had anything else to do, and earning a bit of extra cash wasn’t bad either.

"Really? Thank you so much, Miss Lin."

Wu Nan breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Lin Qian with a grateful expression.

Such a good person!

She sincerely hoped that Lin Qian could replace Qiao Xiya’s position beside Yin Moran.

Lin Qian’s lips curved slightly as she directed her gaze toward Qiao Xiya and walked toward her.

"Miss Qiao, just because I agreed to be an extra doesn’t mean my friend will too. She’s, after all, the new product spokesperson for the Yins and hasn’t fallen so low that she needs to work here as your extra. So, let her wait on the side for me."

Lin Qian didn’t know what Qiao Xiya was scheming, but either way, she didn’t want to drag Fang Tong into it.

"Fine! Let’s do it your way."

Qiao Xiya lazily agreed, admiring her newly done manicure, a smug smirk on her lips, exuding sheer indifference.

At that moment, the director strode over, followed by the cameraman, "Script supervisor, are the extras in place? Hurry up, we need to shoot as soon as possible."

"Director, everyone is here, just waiting for you."

The man nodded and bowed to the director, his gaze sweeping towards Lin Qian, "Hey, I’m talking to you, what are you dawdling for? Hurry up and change your clothes."

Lin Qian, silent, took the uniform from the staff member, and went into the makeshift changing room set up nearby.

Fang Tong quickly followed her in, whispering worriedly, "Qian, why did you agree to her?"

"It’s okay, it’s just being an extra, right? I’ve never acted before, this could be fun."

"You, you... I know what you’re thinking. Are you feeling sorry for Qiao Xiya’s assistant? Seriously, I can’t with you! And I have no idea what Xiya is plotting."

"Meet force with force, and flood with dike."

"You’re so lax about this."

"Heh, dear, you could turn around, you know, stop staring at me."

"Hmph, what you have, I have too. It’s not like your skinny frame is a sight to behold."

"..."

The pair whispered and joked while inside. As soon as Lin Qian was dressed, she stepped out.

With the actors and camera positions ready, the script supervisor came over and directed Lin Qian, "See where Miss Qiao is standing? All you need to do is stand over there later and hand her a glass of water, and you’re done, OK? It’s like you’re getting money for nothing."

Getting money for nothing?

Lin Qian almost laughed with annoyance!

Who knew who eagerly cajoled and pleaded her to come "get money for nothing."

Lin Qian couldn’t be bothered with the snooty man. She squeezed Fang Tong’s hand, signaling her not to get angry and to just stay put.

Fang Tong glared fiercely at the script supervisor, then turned to Lin Qian, "Little Qian, Xiya isn’t easy to handle; you need to be careful."

"Don’t worry, just wait for me, I’ll be quick."

Lin Qian reassured Fang Tong and quickly walked to the filming set under the script supervisor’s impatient urging.

Although she didn’t know what scene Xiya was shooting, judging by Xiya’s attire, it seemed her character was jewelry shopping with the male lead before their wedding. Lin Qian, on the other hand, was just a sales clerk who doesn’t show her face, there to serve tea and water.

"Here, the water’s ready."

Someone placed a glass of water on the table beside Lin Qian.

Lin Qian pursed her lips, watching Xiya act opposite the male actor while waiting for the script supervisor’s cue to go on.

After a brief moment, the script supervisor whispered from the side, "Hey, it’s your turn, hurry up and hand over the water."

Understanding, Lin Qian picked up the glass from the table, ready to step forward.

A scorching heat transmitted through the glass; Lin Qian almost put it down.

It was boiling water.

Lin Qian’s brows furrowed slightly, suspicion arising in her mind.

Why would they give her boiling water?

Reasonably, this water wouldn’t matter much in the shot, so it should be just room-temperature water, right?

Before she could gather her thoughts, she had already walked over to Xiya.

As the camera switched to her position, Lin Qian didn’t have time to think and handed over the water.

An actress playing a real sales clerk was offering Xiya water, and with a sweet smile, Xiya thanked her, reaching out to grasp the cup Lin Qian handed her.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Qian had just withdrawn her hand when Xiya already shouted "Ah!" and flung the cup of water at Lin Qian.

Lin Qian quickly stepped back, raising her hand to protect her face, twisting her body to the side.

Her exposed skin instantly felt a burning sting.

Even with her quick reaction, her hands and body were inevitably splashed with the scalding water.