Chapter 1068: Are We That Close

Yi Qinghuan held her phone tightly, speaking each word clearly, pronounced distinctly, fearing anyone might not understand.

Her speech was slow, saying all that needed to be said, with an air of superiority, as if she was kindly offering to adapt the original author’s supposedly famous but actually pretentious work, and the other side should feel honored.

However, after she finished speaking, there was a long silence without a response.

Suspiciously, she took the phone down to check, confirmed it was in the call, and put it back.

“Mr.

Mo Bai, are you listening?”

“Listening.”

Yi Qinghuan froze for a moment, realizing it was a woman’s voice, “Are you Mr.

Mo Bai’s assistant?”

Nan Jiaojiao lazily moved her body, leaned slightly forward, and tapped the speaker, “I’m listening.”

Yi Qinghuan quickly looked up, staring incredulously at Nan Jiaojiao sitting at the end, being so shocked, she suddenly stood up, the chair legs making a long shrill sound against the floor.

She stared blankly at Nan Jiaojiao for a long time, then lowered her gaze to Nan Jiaojiao’s phone.

Her voice seemed stuck in her throat, unable to come out.

After a while, she tentatively spoke, “Hello?”

Then, she heard her own voice coming from Nan Jiaojiao’s phone.

Her face suddenly fell, as pale as paper.

Chu Yao laughed mockingly, “You didn’t even figure out the gender, calling him Mr.

Mo Bai, you said you’ve been communicating all along, now are you embarrassed?”

Yi Qinghuan used a lot of self-control to prevent her intellectual image from having any slips; she feared she might lose control of her instinctive reactions, so she didn’t look at Nan Jiaojiao and instead forced herself to calmly put down the phone.

“Indeed, there has always been communication, but only through emails, no phone calls.

The script is majestic and grand in many parts, so I suspected Mo Bai was a man, is that an issue?”

While speaking, Yi Qinghuan’s gaze skimmed over everyone, finally landing on Chu Yao’s face.

Chu Yao slightly curled her lips, “Is it so?

Then I misunderstood you.”

“A misunderstanding is not the issue.

I was just surprised; I didn’t expect Mo Bai to be someone I know.”

Yi Qinghuan turned to Nan Jiaojiao, “Jiaojiao, why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

Nan Jiaojiao looked at Yi Qinghuan, her eyes clear and calm, “Are we that familiar with each other?”

Yi Qinghuan’s face sank, “I mean, since we know each other, we could sit down and discuss the script thoroughly.

Every time it’s through email, it only creates distance.”

Nan Jiaojiao spoke directly, “Previously you didn’t make big changes to the script, just sorted out the dialogue, and didn’t alter the original lines, you sent it to me to view, I had no objection.

This time the script deviates from the original.

If you’re not comfortable revising it, then I will.”

Yi Qinghuan felt a panic, “I’m the head screenwriter.”

“Does it matter?” Nan Jiaojiao said, “I’m the original author.”

“…”

Yi Qinghuan was so angry her teeth itched, unable to sit still any longer, she turned her head towards Director Chen without lowering her eyebrows, “Fine, since the original author is here, there’s no need for me, I didn’t help much, I’ll return my fee.

Let’s not collaborate in the future.”

“How is it that it’s come to this, Screenwriter Yi, you haven’t set foot in the crew even once but the script is truly well organized, there’s no need to refund the fee,” Director Chen also stood up, smiling, “Return half, you’ve contributed after all, we can’t let you suffer a loss.”

“You!”

Yi Qinghuan was almost so angry she bit her tongue, called her assistant, “Let’s go!”