Chapter 126 Displaying Childish Behavior
So, Jessica was not only teased by them but also almost got into trouble at the Joyful Oasis Hotel.
The tactics of these capital parties were to play with some pretty and easy-to-bully young female stars. On the surface, they seemed to offer you a piece of meat to eat, but in reality, it was just a lure. Whether you can actually get that piece of meat in your mouth depends on the final intentions of the capital side.
If Gabriel hadn't taken her away from the hotel that night, it's really hard to say what would have happened in the end.
Although there have been all sorts of right and wrong in this circle, and one may have heard it all. When it really happens to herself, not to mention Mackenzie being furious, Jessica also can't just swallow this anger.
At this moment, KC announced Deborah's endorsement, clearly slapping their faces from a distance and taunting, "You've been played."
It was blatant manipulation, mockery, and contempt.
"If killing people was legal, I really want to rush into KC's company and kill them all!"
Mackenzie was so angry that she kept fanning herself on her face. "Such bullying! Do they think we have a lot of time? The contract was placed in front of me, and it turns out there's another contract with Deborah, which they never intended to give to us! It makes me so mad!"
Deborah's RV was parked next to Jessica's nanny car, and Jessica suspected that if Mackenzie couldn't hold back her temper, Mackenzie might just rush over to the opposite RV and show a strong display of pointing and scolding.
Zoey knocked on the window outside the car, opened the door, felt the unusual atmosphere inside the car, and cautiously said, "Jessica, the assistant director, is calling you over; there are changes in the two scenes in the afternoon."
"I'll go over right away."
Jessica put on her coat, got out of the car, and gave Zoey a signal as she got off, meaning Zoey had to find a way to hold Mackenzie back and not let her act impulsively.
Mackenzie, in her early thirties, no matter how steady she usually was, it's hard to control her emotions when faced with such blatant provocation and teasing from others.
Just as Jessica got out of the car, the door of the RV opposite opened at the same time.
Deborah had a lot of scenes this morning; she hadn't changed out of her costume yet, wearing a lotus pink costume. Her makeup was exquisite, and she looked like a beautiful female lead.
Deborah saw Jessica coming out. Usually, she would take a detour, but today, she took the initiative to approach, smiling and saying, "Jessica, you don't look too good. Didn't sleep well last night?"
"Thank you for your concern, Deborah. I slept well." Jessica replied generously, then glanced at the smug look in Deborah's eyes, turned around calmly, and walked away without a word.
Deborah followed along, not stopping her chatter, as if she were an elder in the entertainment industry, saying with deep meaning, "This circle, sometimes it can be really annoying. Even if the drama is good, if the business resources are not good, in the end, it's all for nothing. Without popularity and influence, don't elevate yourself too high. The title of spokesperson is not something that anyone can easily get. If you're not deserving, you'll be backlashed. What do you think, Jessica?"
Deborah continued to speak while giving a signal to the assistant beside her, who quickly picked up a handbag and handed it to her.
Taking the handbag, she took out a mirror from it.
"I had a drink in the car just now and smudged my lipstick. Jessica, can you help me with the bag? I'll touch up my lipstick." Deborah handed the bag to Jessica.
Jessica glanced at her and didn't take it.
Jessica was a little annoyed at first, but this self-righteous person in front of her suddenly turned into someone lacking the ability to handle problems maturely and displayed childish behavior.
Deborah smiled again, "It's my fault. I have an assistant right here. Why would I ask you to help me? You're not my assistant."
As she spoke, Deborah handed the handbag to the assistant again, and suddenly, as if remembering something, she said, "Isn't this bag beautiful? This is the latest from Chanel. Mr. Morris from KC bought it for me as a little gift when he came back from France half a month ago."
"We've had a good relationship for so many years, but just for a contract, he's still so polite to me, sending gifts and increasing the endorsement fee. I feel embarrassed. A year ago, when I went to Pearl City to watch a show, Mr. Morris took me there and arranged for me to sit in the front row. Have you been there to watch a show? Which show? Which row did you sit in?"
Jessica approached the crew. Deborah, typically reserved with Jessica, was surprisingly chatty today, even discussing this year's female star endorsement prices with her assistant. But Jessica didn't show any emotions.
Deborah, from intelligence to emotional intelligence, was terrifyingly childish and petulant. It was not worth the waste of words.
Deborah particularly disliked this kind of feeling of resentment, not getting any feedback that excited her, she continued to follow Jessica, even affectionately linking her arm with Jessica's.
"Actually, the KC's products are really good. If you really want to collaborate, I can talk to Mr. Morris again for you."
"Their firm just released a firming and anti-wrinkle cream last month. They plan to invite a veteran star from the Country C TVB side as the spokesperson, but the star promoter position is still vacant. I can help you get that anti-wrinkle cream star promoter or even a brand ambassador; which one do you want?"
"You don't need to have your agent running around to please them anymore. Asking for this title is a piece of cake for me."
The assistant director happened to walk over at this moment, holding a prop whip in his hand. "Jessica, for the scene with Deborah this afternoon, Director Joseph wants to change the prop to a whip and the cell to the square outside the Palace of Sorrow. Give it a try, does it feel right?"
Jessica took the whip and gave it a flick on the ground; a heavy sound suddenly rang in the air; she subtly smirked, then turned around to look directly at Deborah, who was about to be whipped.
Deborah, who had been talking non-stop, saw Jessica's whip action, subconsciously held her breath, and suddenly turned to the assistant director to protest, "Didn't we agree to just pinch fingers in the cell? Just make some fake wounds and bloodstains on the hands! If she can't control the whip well and hits me or my face during filming, what should we do?"
"This is an action designed by the screenwriter and Director Joseph based on the current plot. Katrina hates you so much. Just having someone pinch your fingers is too hasty. This scene is about the Immortal Sect attacking the Palace of Sorrow. Katrina personally punishes you on the square, and when the male lead rushes in, it's more suitable for emotional and dramatic outbursts."
The assistant director said, then glanced at Jessica holding the whip, "And I think Jessica's movements are very good; she has always been very strong in fight scenes; we have confidence in her."
