The Daily Life Of A Cyberpunk Magician

But speaking of which, Jiang Shu would have preferred some minor trouble to befall Qiu Wanying, then he himself could sweep in heroically to rescue her, and then, in dominant heroic fashion, whisk her away, never to return.

Yet such unrealistic fantasies were just that—fantasies.

”Jiang Shu, Jiang Shu! You haven’t left yet?” At that moment, a car pulled up by the roadside, and Ray rolled down the window from the driver’s seat, waving at Jiang Shu, ”Come over here, come here!”

The film crew had just wrapped up filming at a nearby factory. Due to the confidential nature of the movie, the unique trait of splitting scripts for different shooting locations, and the fact that some actors had already completed their screen parts and had additional engagements to attend to, the crew hadn’t held a very lavish ceremony or arranged a wrap party at a hotel.

The so-called wrap ceremony was simply a brief event held within the filming factory, with small gifts prepared for everyone and a group photo to cap it off.

Nonetheless, even such was of great significance to Jiang Shu, as this was his first time venturing into film production.

Jiang Shu approached the car and nodded, replying, ”Yeah, getting ready to head back now.”

”Need a lift?” Ray chuckled, ”Should be on the way.”

”Sure,” Jiang Shu replied as he opened the rear door of the car and settled into the backseat. It was only after getting in that he realized a woman was sitting in the passenger seat.

Qiu Wanying.