Chapter Seven: Today, Four.

Oh, while others spend money to hire people to run their businesses, you insist on doing everything yourself as the boss, wanting to be involved in every detail. Moreover, even if a boss should set an example, what about Bai Han? This is not solely your domain.

Yes, I will. Tomorrow I will arrange for someone to drive you to the film set. Let's say twelve o'clock noon, and starting the day after tomorrow, it will be at ten o'clock every day

Hearing Gu Yunsheng so unabashedly comment on another boss of the company in front of his subordinates, Lin Kuang felt somewhat uncomfortable and frequently glanced at Jiang Xiaowei. Jiang Xiaowei, being perceptive, quickly found an excuse to slip out upon sensing her boss's gaze

Lin Kuang gave a bitter smile, just about to explain, when his secretary interjected: "Mr. Gu, you arrived just in time. Lin Kuang is truly reckless. You have no idea that while he was on set, he was speaking perfectly well when he suddenly coughed up blood, and it was brown. He was wearing light-colored clothes that day, and everyone was terrified. We rushed him to the hospital, and he insisted on being hospitalized for treatment, as if it were a matter of life and death. In the end, it was Director Bai who lost his temper, and only then did he agree to stay, but look at this hospital room; it’s practically his office moved here. He still has a meeting with all the assistants and secretaries at four in the afternoon." She had been with Lin Kuang for four years, and their relationship was not like that of typical superiors and subordinates. She spoke without any reservations, her words flowing out like beans spilling from a bamboo tube.

"I believe, I believe," Gu Yunsheng quickly said, "Then I will need an office on set. I am not afraid of noise; sometimes I will be working on drafts in there, and I will not accompany him for overtime."

There is no need to think about the next job, sufficient sleep, appropriate exercise, delicious food, and a carefree sexual life. Gu Yunsheng felt that he was slowly regaining his vitality. However, perhaps due to the excessive mental strain he had previously endured, two weeks later when he returned to City T, every acquaintance he met said, "Oh, didn't we hear that you had disappeared for half a month on vacation? Why do you look even thinner?"

Lin Kuang was hurriedly noting down in his notebook that Gu Yunsheng had agreed to be the screenwriter on set, and he briefly looked up: "Alright, take your time. Yunsheng, thank you so much this time. When I get out of the hospital..."

Lin Kuang readily agreed, saying, "This is also not a problem"

When only Lin Kuang and Gu Yunsheng were left in the ward, Lin Kuang sighed: "I say, can you stop being so talkative? Isn't it said that the screenwriters of situational dramas are the most taciturn? Yet the longer you do it, the more you can talk."

Gu Yunsheng had a bad feeling and raised his hand to make a gesture of blocking: "If it's that film, let's not discuss it."

Bai Han was unwilling to accept it

In less than two hours after examining the illness, Gu Yunsheng, in a moment of carelessness, jumped into the fire pit all by himself.

It should not be necessary. The schedule is with me. If all goes well, it may take just one month. At most two months, I will definitely not delay you

Lin Kuang nodded, then shook his head with a serious expression. Gu Yunsheng understood that since Lin Kuang had come to him, there was no other way out.

Gu Yunsheng had a premonition that the outcome of his soft-heartedness this time might truly lead him to regret his earlier decisions

He felt that he had been drained by this movie script, so he increasingly sought to compensate for it: sleeping for more than ten hours a day, eating four meals, and spending the remaining time lying on the beach, sunbathing and reading. While actively engaging, he also naturally accepted invitations from others

As the end approached, Gu Yunsheng could no longer hold back and asked, "Wasn't he satisfied after the final draft of the script was handed over to Lao Bai at that time?"

"Have you all forgotten that I am also in this room?" Lin Kuang, who had not found an opportunity to speak since Gu Yunsheng entered, could not help but voice his thoughts, "Yunsheng, how could you be so unchivalrous? Not only did you come to visit me empty-handed, but you also brought her along to criticize me?"

First, I truly do not enjoy sitting on set, and the few times I have revised the script with Bai Han have nearly exhausted the limits of our mutual tolerance; second, I have taken on other work. I am powerless in this matter, so I kindly ask you to seek someone more capable.

Otherwise, let's find a new screenwriter. Someone young, with a good temper and plenty of energy... Bai Hanxiong is eager to make a good film. Although young people may endure a few months of hardship, as long as they can become famous, it means little to them

He secretly berated himself harshly, but seeing Lin Kuang's current state, he still could not bring himself to backtrack. He could only force a stiff smile and stayed with him for another half an hour, until the nurse came to change Lin Kuang's IV bag, at which point he found an excuse to excuse himself.

Lin Kuanghe closed the notebook, and the look in his eyes was not without a hint of surprise: "It is like this. He is looking for a consultant on ancient architecture, and your friend from T University, Huang Daheng, introduced him to an expert who specializes in this field. They had several long discussions, but somehow he changed his mind again. Yunsheng, I heard that the changes are not very significant, so please bear with it."

Gu Yunsheng did not take this matter to heart. On the second day after returning, he called to find Lin Kuang, but it was the secretary who answered the phone. Before he had a chance to be surprised, the other party informed him of the answer first: during the weekend when Gu Yunsheng went on vacation, Lin Kuang was hospitalized due to a gastric hemorrhage

Lin Kuang was amused by this metaphor and waved his hand, saying: "I won't indulge in nonsense with you anymore. I have something to discuss with you..."

... ...

Then I will take my leave, take care of yourself

Lin Kuang's complexion was very poor, but his eyes were bright and sparkling, filled with laughter, devoid of anger and authority. Gu Yunsheng pulled over a stool and sat down beside his bed, retracting the deliberately cheerful smile he had just shown, and said: "You shouldn't push yourself too hard. Look, it's only been a few weeks since we last met, and you've become nothing but skin and bones. I remember your stomach isn't good; you need to pay attention to your health and take care of yourself."

Gu Yunsheng listened with a smile, and only after she finished speaking did he leisurely respond: "Who asked you to have a boss who is a workaholic and a perfectionist? Otherwise, Xiaowei, why don't you just change jobs? Although I don't need a secretary, I can guarantee to introduce you to a boss who doesn't like overtime and won't randomly require you to work extra hours..."

After Lin Kuang finished listening, he remained silent for a moment, sitting on the hospital bed without looking at him, seemingly deep in thought. Gu Yunsheng thought to himself that he had just made his point too strongly and should not have embarrassed a patient like this. He softened his tone and said: "This film has a total of three screenwriters and several historical consultants. Why not look for others? What about Wang Chuchu and Du Kai? Have you reached out to them?"

One can easily deduce that it is the consequence of recent excessive work pressure and neglecting self-care. Gu Yunsheng silently cursed himself as a fool, yet he did not delay his steps to the hospital for a visit.

Shares can be transferred, jobs can be resigned; what is it that cannot be done? It is merely a matter of unwillingness and attachment. Gu Yunsheng thought, but still said, "Indeed, with you, this Bodhisattva, taking care of things for him, he can be even more at ease in becoming a night demon."

Gu Yunsheng had already scolded Bai Han countless times in his heart, yet at this moment, surrounded by the unique cold and bitter scent of medicine in the hospital room, it seemed difficult to express any resolute words without hesitation. Especially when he tried to avoid Lin Kuang's gaze, he suddenly caught sight of the white hair on top of his head. The thought that Lin Kuang was only a year or two older than him softened Gu Yunsheng's heart, and without thinking, he blurted out: "How long will this task take? It can't possibly last until the wrap-up, right?"

Lin Kuang answered without hesitation, decisively stating: "Once I am discharged from the hospital, it will be available. Even if there are no new sources of funding, I will sell my house and will not owe you anything."

Lin Kuang nodded: "It is 'Yongning'. We have been filming for half a month, and he always feels that there is something off about the script. He wants to find a screenwriter to stay on set, so he can conveniently make changes to the script at any time"

"Eternal Peace" is the first film co-produced by Gu Yunsheng and Lin Kuang, but their personal friendship dates back long before this collaboration. Even Lin Kuang's secretary is quite familiar with Gu Yunsheng. Therefore, when Gu Yunsheng rushed into the hospital room empty-handed, he saw Lin Kuang lying on the hospital bed still instructing his secretary to make phone calls for this and that, and without any hesitation, he said: "You should work a bit more; next time, you might end up with acute gastric perforation, and who knows what might happen the time after that..."

Lin Kuang was taken aback, his smile froze on his face, and it took a long time for it to awkwardly fade away. He picked up his cup and took a sip, saying: "What can be done? Others have friendships when business fails, but we are the opposite; when friendship is gone, the business still remains"

"Alright, stop talking about these trivial matters. If you do not focus on your recovery, there is no way you can perform early." Gu Yunsheng truly felt like he was biting the bullet, continuing to maintain a stiff smile.

Gu Yunsheng nonchalantly snorted, imitating Lin Kuang's indifferent tone, and spoke on his behalf about what he might say next: "Bai Han has not been idle either; once 'Yongning' started filming, the set was filled with countless matters, all of which fell on his shoulders... Now, there is no longer any need for such excuses in the lines."

Once you go, it will no longer be up to you to say. Gu Yunsheng frowned and weakly resisted for a moment: "You can go, but please do not take advantage of me. You have already sought additional investment several times, haven't you?"

"Yongning" officially began filming on an auspicious day in autumn. As early as half a month ago, Gu Yunsheng had thrown the repeatedly revised script to Bai Han, unhesitatingly turned off all means of communication, and sent a single email to Lin Kuang out of a sense of duty, after which he did not inform anyone else and went alone to vacation by the seaside in the south

Lin Kuang lowered his eyes and said, "With so many matters at hand, someone must take action."

Lin Kuang had originally given up hope, and when this statement reached his ears, it was akin to a withered tree encountering spring. He stared at Gu Yunsheng with unexpected joy, and as a glow appeared on his face, his sickly appearance miraculously vanished. Gu Yunsheng, seeing him like this, secretly felt a bit regretful for his own softness of heart, and a jolt ran through his mind: this workaholic has become invigorated.