Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 33 Get Out

Half an hour later.

Jiayi, with a heavily sunburnt makeup look, dressed in casual beach resort wear, was taken to the set by the advertising department staff.

Jian Meiyi watched with a satisfied curl of her lips, "Okay, photographer, let’s start!"

Jiayi posed behind Jian Meiyi as required, feigning the look of someone sunburned, incessantly picking at her skin and frowning.

Meanwhile, Jian Meiyi elegantly assumed the posture of someone basking in the sun.

Jiayi was secretly hoping the shoot would end quickly, but Jian Meiyi clearly had no intention of letting her complete her work so easily, constantly claiming dissatisfaction and changing poses.

Every cut for the star meant the supporting role had to start over again as well.

After all, Jian Meiyi was just comfortably lying on the beach chair, not at all tired even after a hundred movements.

But Jiayi was standing behind her, and after two hours, her calves were nearly cramping from fatigue.

What’s more, the sunburn makeup was really thick, and the overhead row of magnesium lights, much like the sun, made her feel dizzy, and without air conditioning, the greasy makeup matted on her face was suffocating, causing her to sweat profusely and feel breathless.

Seeing that Jian Meiyi had no intention of finishing, even the photographer frowned. This big star had never been this devoted and serious before. Noticing Jiayi’s smeared makeup and her trembling feet, he stopped, "Miss Jian, why don’t we take a break? Our colleague has been standing for a long time and probably needs to rest. Besides, the makeup needs touching up."

"A break?" Jian Meiyi wouldn’t give Jiayi time to catch her breath. With a slight lift of her proud chin, she sneered, "Your company’s employees are really precious, aren’t they? I haven’t even mentioned a break, and she needs one?"

Big sis, you’re lying down, but I’ve been standing and moving non-stop in the background! Jiayi felt a surge of anger.

Just as the photographer was about to speak up, he heard a woman’s gentle voice carry over,

"A bit of smeared makeup looks more realistic, no need for a touch-up. Besides, Miss Jian is right; our JJ employees are not so fragile. Our staff member here just received praise from General Manager Gu, so devoted, how could she possibly not withstand standing for a few hours? Isn’t that right, Jiayi."

It was Qiao Mina.

If looks could kill, Jiayi would have already pierced Qiao Mina’s body—riddled with silicone and hyaluronic acid from plastic surgery—with hundreds of holes.

Without any option, the photographer had to continue.

Another half hour passed and Jian Meiyi sat up from her beach chair.

Jiayi thought it was over and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard her complaining in a shrill voice, pointing at her,

"Photographer, manager, how can your employee be so clumsy! It’s been an afternoon, and her movements are always wrong, so uncoordinated, and don’t match mine at all! I think she needs to repeat those movements by herself until she gets them down. I can’t keep pairing with her all the time!"

Seeing Jian Meiyi getting angry, the photographer and advertising manager could only offer placating smiles, "Yes, yes. Miss Jian, please have a drink on the side and enjoy the air conditioning," then turned to Jiayi, "You should practice those movements on the set by yourself for a while."

Jiayi was almost rolling her eyes.

Clumsy? Errors? Uncoordinated? Please, I was abruptly brought in here; do you expect me to turn into an award-winning actress in a matter of hours?

Qiao Mina, watching Jiayi, had a vengeful smile on her face. Heh, she herself had to consider General Manager Gu’s feelings and couldn’t deal with this brat for the time being, but she didn’t expect someone else to teach her a lesson.

Although Qiao Mina didn’t understand why Jian Meiyi was making things difficult for that brat, she was inwardly pleased.

Just then, footsteps echoed from the entrance of the shooting hall.

"General Manager Gu is here," a colleague announced.

Qiao Mina was startled; she hadn’t expected Samuel to be visiting various departments non-stop today. She hurried to welcome him.

Jian Meiyi knew that Samuel, apart from being the general manager of JJ, was also a close friend and classmate of Huo Zhenyang, so she also stood up to personally greet him.

A tall and elegant man with blue eyes strode in, his tone consistently approachable, "No problem, you guys continue with your shoot, I’m just here to check on the progress of the new product."

This sunscreen involved a hefty production budget, employing top-notch French skincare technology; President Gu always placed great emphasis on it. The manager of the advertising department did not dare to slack off and was explaining the current shooting progress by her side.

When the manager mentioned that Jian Meiyi had suggested using Jiayi’s less attractive makeup to highlight the new product, Samuel’s smile froze at the corner of his mouth, "Is that necessary?"

"Samuel, don’t you trust my filming experience?" Jian Meiyi immediately said.

Samuel spoke in a gentle tone, locking eyes with the proud actress before him, "Our sunscreen has a high-end positioning, and it doesn’t need to be accentuated using the LOW of other sunscreens, that’s devaluing. Miss Jian, you can go up and do the shoot yourself, there’s no need for someone else."

Seeing Samuel reject her filming suggestion and unable to save face, Jian Meiyi was unwilling to give up the opportunity to deal with that girl. She lifted her lips, puffed out her chest, crossed her arms, and scoffed coldly:

"Samuel, I took time out of my busy schedule to do JJ a favor. I turned down several big-brand collaborations and even a movie to shoot this new product for you. Aren’t you even willing to consider my suggestion? I need a supporting character to complement me, can’t I make that decision? If you don’t value my opinion that much, then why bother asking me? Go find someone else! I’m not idle either!"

Samuel frowned, this was her using the stance of a big star to pressure him, expecting the advertisement shoot to completely follow her lead.

Seeing him temporarily silent, a glint of triumph flashed in Jian Meiyi’s eyes. However, a man’s voice came from the entrance:

"Since Miss Jian’s time is so precious, please withdraw from the shoot and find yourself another job."

Jiayi, hearing the familiar voice, startled and looked up from under the exaggerated burnt makeup on her large face.

It was indeed Huo Zhenyang who had arrived.

The man wore a sharp and exquisitely tailored handcrafted suit, his inverted-triangle physique was tall and striking, a few centimeters taller than Samuel, with long legs, slender arms, a narrow waist, and broad shoulders. His brows were like drawn swords, his eyes as deep as the ocean, and his handsome and profound face shone like the blazing sun. Yet his demeanor was as cold as distant stars. His sudden appearance amongst them caused an uproar in the advertising department.

This was—

Although the others had never met him, the manager of JJ’s advertising department had the fortune of seeing him once.

Qiao Mina, who loved to follow the wealthy elites of G City, had also collected his photos from magazines. At this moment, they realized, the divinely handsome man who had suddenly visited was none other than the President of the Huo Group!

"Huo... President Huo—" even the manager stammered.

Qiao Mina’s eyes were wide, unable to look away from Huo Zhenyang.

The rest of the people were astounded, murmuring in low exclamations.

The man’s gaze, almost imperceptibly, swept over a face with excessive makeup on the shooting stage. His lips moved slightly, revealing traces of both amusement and cool detachment, still holding up, even claiming the company hadn’t bullied her?

Feeling somewhat embarrassed, Jiayi shrunk back, bowing her head.

She felt so ashamed to be seen like this by him!

This little wildcat needed only to hint or cast a glance his way, and he would immediately announce in front of everyone that she was his woman right now. In this room, everyone would then bow down to her.

But her—she just hung her head?

She had to rely on herself now, yet she was unwilling to acknowledge their relationship in public. Could it be that she—already had another man in her heart?

The man’s brows pressed down, and his eyes darkened slightly.

Jian Meiyi had not expected Huo Zhenyang to come, and even less that he would dismiss her from the shoot. She was completely stunned, "Zhen... President Huo, what do you mean?"

Huo Zhenyang’s eyes swept around, the icy and dark blackness in them chilling to the bone. The rage he felt from being neglected by the little wildcat was now fully unleashed onto Jian Meiyi:

"I’m telling you to get lost."