Scapegoat Bride novel Chapter 6

The elevator of the British Royal Company stopped on the 18th floor. My script had to be handed to the director of the studio, which was empty. Did I go the wrong way?

Turning around, a man in his twenties appeared behind me.

The man was exceptionally handsome. His facial features were as distinct as sculptures, and his angular face was abnormally handsome. He had jet-black hair, and a pair of eyes that sparkled with life beneath his sword-like brows. If one wasn't careful, they would fall into his trap. He had a tall and straight nose and thick, moderate, red lips. His appearance was very serious, making it difficult for people to get close to him.

I mustered up my courage and stopped the man in front of him. "Sir, where are the staff members?"

The man frowned slightly. It was obvious that he found it even harder to get close to Ye Zichen. "Who are you?"

"Hello, I'm a screenwriter from Renault Corporation who came to deliver the script as promised today." As I said that, I took out a business card from my pocket and handed it to the man with both hands. "My name is ..."

"You don't have to work anymore!" The man didn't accept my business card, but his words were filled with a sense of command.

I don't understand what qualifications he has to fire me. And why did he fire me?

"Sir, what are you talking about?" I asked him in surprise after putting away the business card.

"You don't understand? You're fired! Do you need me to call your supervisor and have him contact you directly? "

I've never seen such a domineering and unreasonable man. He may be capable, but he has to have a reason to fire me, right?

"Why did you fire me?" The importance of the job to me made me almost hoarse. He knew that once I was fired, I was going to be a drinking lady.

The man's face darkened. He placed one hand in his pocket and asked, "What time did you get the script for?"

"9 points!"

"What time is it?"

He looked at his watch. It was now 9: 05 and it was indeed less than 9: 00 when he arrived at the company. However, there were too many people entering and exiting the elevator, which resulted in a delay of 5 minutes.

"Please let me explain ..." Just now my toughness was completely gone, like a beggar who wags his tail and longs for him to keep me, because I can't lose this job!

"I don't want to hear any of your explanations. My name is Lin Yu Ze, if you have any complaints about my dismissal, you can file a complaint." After Lin Yu Ze finished speaking those sharp and forceful words, it was as if I was struck by lightning from a clear sky and the script in my hands fell to the ground.

He was also the music director of the Royal Group. There wasn't a single artiste he took a fancy to, and the artistes he packaged were not unpopular, at the same time, his position and his personality were the same as always. He didn't care about my lateness at all, and in exchange for my being late, he wouldn't change his mind even if I knelt down and begged him for it today.

Without any further explanation, he quickly left the Royal Group.

I know it's all over.

The script that I wrote all night long fell to the ground like a piece of scrap paper. My hard work is now of no use to me ...

Han Yi Er did not know that after she left, when she was just about to return to the office, she coincidentally stepped on the script that Han Yi Er dropped.

He bent down slightly and picked up the script, flipping a few pages.