Hearing Song Wenye's joke, Chu Xiaxing couldn't help but sigh, “Teaching the disciple to starve the master. It’s true—once a sincere person stops being sincere, people fall for it right away.”
Song Wenye laughed, “I just kept in mind Director Chu’s teachings, and followed the rules of the jianghu for money."
The editing studio was located in a cultural and creative park in the city center. Song Wenye drove Chu Xiaxing there. He parked the car by the roadside at the park entrance, then, remembering Duan Chengyan’s reckless behavior, said, “Chengyan grew up with elders around, so he’s still a bit immature. I’ll warn him seriously when I get back. If he comes to bother you again, just call me directly—I’ll handle it…”