Daily Life of a Villain at Work [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 25

Chapter 25: The Protagonist’s Second Day of Intense Heart-Fluttering~

Visiting five hundred families for her investigation left Chu Ke exhausted, but the smile on her face was exceptionally bright as she looked at the thick stack of thank-you letters before her.

The handwriting on some was crooked, even mixed with pinyin, but the sincerity between the lines was incomparable. Chu Ke carefully smoothed the edges of the five hundred sheets of various sizes and textures, pressed them under heavy books for an entire night, and finally sorted them into different files by age group.

She felt that a simple “thank you” was too pale; only with these letters could she truly convey her and the children’s gratitude to Wen Qingyun.

Chu Ke also pulled out the organized list of recipients. Wen Qingyun was the provider of these resources; she had every right to know exactly whose hands they had reached.

By the time she finished, it was September—back-to-school season. Chu Ke took her camera to the school, and after clearing it with the leadership, she took photos of the students using their new stationery.

Most of the items sent by Wen Qingyun bore a unique logo—a little girl leaning over a desk reading a book. Small items like pens had a simple sketch, while larger items featured a detailed version. There were ten different variations, which not only prevented the supplies from being easily stolen by others but also allowed the girls to enjoy a bit of “collection” fun while studying together.

…

By the time Chu Ke’s massive package was shipped, Wen Qingyun had already joined her film crew. She was playing a cold-blooded, taciturn assassin leader—either on her way to kidnap the female lead or on her way to beat the male lead with a blade.

The setting of having the world’s highest combat power made the role very satisfying for her. She was more than willing to do an hour of fitness and half an hour of martial arts training every day.

Stepping off a multi-functional sit-up bench, Wen Qingyun wiped her sweat with a towel and downed a sports drink. This sight made Sister Xiao, who just walked in, snap three quick photos.

Under slightly messy hair was a slender, arched neck; her shoulder blades were covered in a thin layer of muscle, giving her body a powerful look. Below that were damp, defined abs—the fair skin contrasting sharply with her black sports bra.

“Sister Xiao, what are you looking at? You look like you’re about to eat your phone,” Wen Qingyun said, waving a hand in front of her manager.

“What else? You,” Sister Xiao turned the phone around. “Look at these snapshots.”

Wen Qingyun glanced at the photos and smirked. “As expected of me. I look good from any angle.”

“I’ll send you the originals. Edit them and post a status,” Sister Xiao said. “You’ve been on set for half a month; your fans are missing you.”

“Sure.” Wen Qingyun tossed her empty bottle toward the trash can. Clang— it hit the rim and bounced out. She coughed, jogged over to pick it up, and tried to save face: “I did too many sets of crunches; my hand shook a little.”

Sister Xiao maintained a polite smile and changed the subject. “By the way, a package arrived for you. It’s from Chu Ke. It’s a huge box, very heavy.”

Wen Qingyun opened the box to find two containers: a leather briefcase-style box and a foam cooler containing vacuum-packed local specialties and fresh oranges.

She opened the leather box first. Inside was a letter sealed with colorful wax and several thick document folders.

“Personal letter to Wen Qingyun?” Sister Xiao read the wax seal.

Wen Qingyun pulled out the folders. When she saw there were hundreds of thank-you letters from children, her expression softened significantly.

“Thank you, Sister Wen Qingyun! I am so, so happy to receive this gift, as happy as when I get 100 on a test!” “This is the most beautiful backpack I’ve ever seen. I will study hard to become a good person who contributes to society just like Sister!” “I heard from Sister Chu Ke that you are a beautiful superstar… I want to be like you when I grow up so I can give things to people in need too…”

Wen Qingyun looked through several of them, her eyes warming up. “Sister Xiao, when is my next break?”

“You want to visit these children?” Sister Xiao caught her drift instantly.

“Yeah. They are my little fans. If they remember me now, I’ll have five hundred more ‘brainless’ supporters when they grow up,” Wen Qingyun joked, though her heart was touched.

She then opened Chu Ke’s personal letter. It was very formal—50% gratitude, 30% village renovation updates, and 20% about her recent life and subtle concern for Wen Qingyun hidden between the lines. It felt like a report from a subordinate to a leader.

Finally, she looked at the photos Chu Ke had enclosed. They were of the children, but Wen Qingyun noticed Chu Ke only appeared as a reflection in a window in one of them.

This made Wen Qingyun slightly dissatisfied. She had donated the goods primarily because of Chu Ke.

After thinking for a moment, Wen Qingyun posted a set of professional stills from her movie for her fans. Then, she spent ten minutes editing the “sweaty gym photo” Sister Xiao took earlier and posted it to her WeChat Moments—set to be visible only to Chu Ke. No caption. Just a single, high-definition photo designed to “hook” someone.

Then, she messaged Chu Ke.

Wen Qingyun: I received the package. Very thoughtful.

Chu Ke: These are from the hearts of the children. I’m just the messenger.

Wen Qingyun: If I have time, I’ll visit Anshan County. I’ll trouble you to take me to see my little fans then~

Chu Ke, lying in her dorm, felt her heart skip a beat. Is she being polite, or is she serious?

Chu Ke: You are very welcome. The children would be so happy to see you.

Wen Qingyun: What about you? Would you be happy?

Of course. I would be ecstatic. Chu Ke swallowed hard, suppressing the unrealistic fantasies in her mind.

Chu Ke: I would also be very happy to see Teacher Wen again.

Wen Qingyun smirked at the stiff response and put her phone away.

…

By National Day, Wen Qingyun had finished most of her indoor scenes. Green Bamboo was a serious wuxia drama, and Director Liu Zhi was extremely demanding. Even with a powerful backer, Wen Qingyun had to do her wire work over and over.

That afternoon, she was filming a five-minute continuous fight scene. She was dominating the male lead, but the female lead (played by Chao Yuxin) was supposed to swoop in for a 2-on-1 fight.

During the third take, Chao Yuxin made a basic mistake during a flip. Wen Qingyun reacted quickly, breaking her momentum to avoid accidentally hitting her with the prop blade.

“Cut! What’s wrong with the female lead?” Director Liu Zhi was annoyed.

Wen Qingyun noticed Chao Yuxin subconsciously touching her lower back.

“Sorry, my mistake,” Chao Yuxin apologized. But in the next take, she messed up her wire entrance, nearly swinging her sword into the male lead’s face.

“Chao Yuxin! Are you trying to kill him?” the Director yelled.

“Sorry, Director Liu… my back is a bit uncomfortable,” Chao Yuxin bowed.

The male lead, a veteran actor named Xuan, stepped in with a “kind” smile. “Let’s all relax. If the next take doesn’t work, Teacher Wen and I will keep practicing with you. Teacher Wen is just a bit anxious, that’s why she looks serious. Right, Teacher Wen?”

Wen Qingyun frowned. Is this guy trying to make me the ‘bad cop’ while he plays the ‘good guy’?

“What do you mean ‘anxious’?” Wen Qingyun countered coldly. “I have the most action moves in this scene. Am I supposed to pay for everyone else’s mistakes for free? You can stay and practice with her, but don’t speak for me. You’re not qualified.”

The male lead froze. He didn’t expect her to snap back so directly.

Wen Qingyun looked at Chao Yuxin. “If you’re unwell, rest. Pushing yourself is the stupidest decision.”

Chao Yuxin paused, then seemed to relax. “Teacher Wen is right. I shouldn’t make everyone suffer for my errors. Director, I need to take half a day off to see a doctor.”

Director Liu waved her off. He preferred a real conflict between the “assassin” and the “hero” anyway—it made the tension on screen more authentic.

Wen Qingyun walked back to her private rest area, sipping milk tea. The male lead, left behind, was fuming. No one had ever ignored him like this since he won his Best Actor award. He couldn’t provoke Wen Qingyun, so he turned his anger toward Chao Yuxin.

“Xuan-ge, some water?” his assistant whispered.

“Did you film what just happened?” Xuan asked darkly.

“Yes, but I’m a bit far, so the audio might be unclear.”

“Edit it and send it to the marketing accounts,” Xuan ordered. “Say Chao Yuxin kept messing up and made the… made the Director angry. Focus the heat on her, and tell the ‘water army’ to avoid mentioning Wen Qingyun.”

He wasn’t stupid enough to touch Wen Qingyun’s mysterious background, but he was going to vent his frustration on the newcomer, Chao Yuxin.