Chapter 428: This man is from the black ... Gang (second, ask for a monthly pass)

Steven didn't know how to get out of the hospital, and his mind was empty.
He has been handed down a trial book by a doctor, and he is aging at a rate of a hundred times.
His bone density is declining, his physical fitness is declining, and his physical functions are constantly declining.
It made him feel boring.
According to the doctor, he would probably live about a month.
Of course, this is not quantitative. It may be faster or slower.
What can I do in a month?
Maybe we can finish the last movie.
Steven took a deep breath and suddenly cheered up again.
Yeah, even if you die, you should finish your movie first.
At least, I can't hang on to Lass law, after all, this film is hosted by Lass Law, plm film company invested and invested.
Next day
James was a little surprised to see Steven's changing spirit.
"Mr. Steven, how is your health?"
"It's not bad. Have all the candidates for my assistant arrived?"
"Yes, they're off the set now. Do they need to be called in?"
"First, get rid of all the men."
"what?"
"I need a female assistant. I don't need a male assistant. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Okay." James was helpless, and Steven was still so strong.
After a while, James took seven or eight women outside the door.
"You go in one by one, you go first." James first pointed at an Asian girl.
叩叩
"Come in." Steven called.
When he saw the first Asian girl who walked in, he was still surprised.
Yu Wenhui has long been accustomed to seeing Steven's eyes.
After all, this is a white-dominated society, and people of color have never been valued or even discriminated here.
In particular, the yellow race and Asian race were excluded in all aspects.
And she came here only with the attitude of luck. She didn't really think that she could become the assistant of the famous director.
"Introduce yourself," Steven said.
"My name is wenhui.yu. I am now studying at the University of Los Angeles. I am in the fourth grade of financial management. I am 22 years old. I have experience working for a Fortune 500 company six months ago. Reviews. "
Steven flipped through Yu Wenhui's information: "Are you Chinese?"
"Yes."
"Yu Wenhui is the correct pronunciation of your name?"
"Yes."
Yu Wenhui did not expect that Steven would care about how to pronounce his name.
"Is there anything interesting in China?"
"There are a lot of fun places. If Mr. Steven has the opportunity to go to China, I can take Mr. Steven everywhere, regardless of whether I apply for a job."
"Regardless of whether I have the opportunity to go to China, you have been applied." Steven said with a smile.
"What?" Yu Wenhui froze for a moment, looking at Steven very surprised.
He is a Chinese. Let ’s not talk about his own files and materials, but there are still several applicants behind him. Why did n’t Steven look at the choices behind him and made a decision directly?
Yu Wenhui thinks that she is pretty, but she should be more in line with the oriental aesthetics. Westerners should look down on her looks.
After all, Yu Wenhui has studied here for more than three years, so she also has a certain understanding of the aesthetics of Westerners.
Sometimes, a girl in a dormitory once asked herself that she was so ugly that she certainly didn't have a boyfriend in her hometown.
What can Yu Wenhui say besides rolling her eyes?
And Steven would actually like his ugly woman, but he couldn't understand the idea of ​​this great director.
Of course, Yu Wenhui is very excited to get this job.
"I want you to come to work tomorrow. At the same time, I don't want you to explain why you were late for any reason. The last assistant I fired was because of being late."
"Yes, I understand, Mr. Steven."
"Okay." Steven waved his hand. "Go call James, the who just called you in."
Not long after, James came in, Steven said: "James, help prepare the contract for the lady just now, don't tell me this is not your job responsibility, I don't want to hear this sentence."
What James can say, can only lower his head as Steven's temporary assistant.
...
Yu Wenhui returned to school and suddenly heard a whistle.
Yu Wenhui turned her head in astonishment and found that it was the school football team who seemed to have just finished training.
The big guy who whistled just now should be the captain of the football team, McCarran.
"Hi, Chinese girl, do you have time for dinner together?"
"Sorry, I'm not free." Yu Wenhui frowned, and she didn't have a cold against McCarran.
And she remembered that Macallan seemed to have a relationship with another girl in her dormitory.
She didn't want to break the friendship, and turned to leave.
But McCarran's arm was blocked against the wall. McCarran raised his head and stood tall, 1.95m tall, and Yu Wenhui looked too petite in front of him.
"Chinese girl, don't reject me so quickly, I promise you will love me."
"Sorry, I'm not interested, please let it go."
"If you kiss me, I'll just let it go."
"You let it go." Yu Wenhui looked at McCarron angrily.
"You look angry and look pretty."
"Haha ... Chinese girl, McCarran seems to fancy you."
"Your luck."
Several other rugby team players are also fooling around.
"Let's go, don't be so shy." Macallan politely pulled up Wen Wen's arm.
"Macallan, do you want to be expelled from school for harassing girls?" Yu Wenhui shook off Macallan's hand.
McAllen's expression froze, and he finally didn't do anything.
He did not have the courage to explain, "I'm just kidding you."
Having said that, McCarran took the initiative to step back and step back.
It was just that McAllen did not see behind him, but slammed into the back. McAllen just shook his head and turned and called: "Aren't you eyes?"
But it was cold eyes to greet McAllen, and McCallen hit him directly.
He didn't hit anyone, it was Chen Ye.
puff--
McAllen was punched in the stomach, and he was about to kneel on the spot. Chen Yan grabbed McAllen's collar and turned to look around: "What do you want to see? Do you want to die? Give me all. "
All the football team members bowed their heads and fled.
Yu Wenhui also turned around and left. Who is that Asian?
Is it black .. help?
How dare he do it for students at the University of Los Angeles?