Super Zoo

When he arrived at the company at ten in the morning, it was the start of the working day, and in the film company, there were only a handful of people left.

But this time, Suming finally found some sense of superiority as a boss.

"Good day, Mr. Su!"

"Good morning, Mr. Su!"

"What are your orders, boss!"

As soon as he walked in, several young employees greeted Suming very enthusiastically, a stark contrast from Xin Linli's bewildered face last night. There were indeed only a few people in the entire company who didn't recognize Suming; it was rare to see an oddball who, right in front of Suming's photo and the man himself, would say our boss is more handsome than you.

The problem was, in broad daylight, during working hours, the oddball receptionist Xin Linli was nowhere to be seen, and the reception desk was eerily empty.

Suming was furious, grabbed an employee passing by, and asked, "Where's the receptionist?"

"Are you asking about Xin Linli?" said the employee. "I just saw her in the screening room, looking like she's sleeping..."

"What?! Sleeping at this hour?" Suming's expression darkened. This little nitwit had gone a bit too far. Last night, their chat was quite congenial, but this wasn't about personal feelings, it was about work. He had personally agreed to let her stay at the company and even promised to have the company's assistant help her rent an apartment. She might not be grateful, but she certainly shouldn't push her luck. Now she was neglecting her duties?

"Mr. Su, shall I take you there?" the young employee asked cautiously, noticing the displeasure on Suming's face.

"No need, I'll go by myself." Suming strode down the hallway, pushed open the door to the screening room, and with a snap, closed it behind him.

Inside the office, employees watched the closed door, falling silent for a moment. Although this young boss wasn't often in the office, through various channels, everyone knew that Suming was a mild-tempered boss who rarely lost his temper with staff.

Losing one's temper solved nothing and could harm one's health. If an employee's actions truly crossed Suming's bottom line, he wouldn't lose his temper; he'd simply fire them.

After a few seconds, the office was abuzz with gossip, with people whispering to each other.

"Hey, hey, could the boss be involved with Xin Linli?"

"That's impossible, right? With Xin Linli's looks? At best, she's just average. Could our Mr. Su be interested in her?"

"You never know. Did you know? When I was reviewing last night's surveillance, I noticed Mr. Su came in late, and the company was empty except for Xin Linli..."

"Ah?!"

"Really?!"

"Shit!"

The office nearly exploded with chatter.

"What happened then?"

"The two of them went into the screening room, and there are no cameras in there, so I don't know what happened."

"Maybe they were just watching sample films?"

"However, the two of them stayed in the screening room for more than three hours before coming out."

A typical movie is only about 100 minutes. Three hours amount to 180 minutes.

A man and a woman, alone at night, in a surveillance-free screening room, what could they possibly do for those extra eighty to ninety minutes?

"No way, even someone with her looks could snag Mr. Su?"

"Damn, even the good pigs get snatched by rotten cabbages! Look at me, pretty as a flower, yet Mr. Su has never even given me a second glance..."

"What can you do about it? When you all leave work to go shopping, there're so many people around, Mr. Su wouldn't be able to see you even if he wanted to, much less spend one-on-one time..."

"Fine! Starting tomorrow, I'll work overtime every day, and I won't miss a chance!"

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In another company, ordinary staff might not dare to gossip so openly about their boss. However, a film company is an exception. Given the relatively relaxed recent period and the fact that most employees are young people from the entertainment industry, gossiping is a normal part of life. Even the office environment here is laid back, semi-open, not divided into identical cubicles like in ordinary companies. In the large office space, each employee can plan their own area according to their preferences.

Under the Taoyuan Group's overall corporate culture, each subsidiary has its own characteristics.

However, Suming couldn't hear the gossip outside right now. He was carefully reviewing a small stack of A4 papers, seated in the screening room.

Xin Linli sat opposite him like a child who had done something wrong, disheveled and with traces of drool at the corner of her mouth, having clearly just been pulled from sleep, not even with basic makeup on, and with large dark circles under her eyes.

"Mr. Su... I wrote too late last night and forgot to set an alarm..." Xin Linli began to say, on the verge of tears, "I'm so pitiable, low blood sugar, nervous exhaustion, the doctor says I also have emotional disturbances... Please don't be angry, Mr. Su, I'll be more careful from now on..."

"If you dare to cry, I'll fire you on the spot!" said Suming, flipping through the documents in his hand without looking up, in a cold voice.

He had his share of experience dealing with all sorts of people and had developed some techniques for handling them, but he was really at a loss with this confused little nitwit.

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As soon as he entered the projection room, he saw her lying on the couch with one leg up, sound asleep while watching a movie, drool trailing from the corner of her mouth. He turned on the light and woke her up to ask, and only then did he find out that after he left last night, Xin Linli had made a special analysis report.

It was the one in Suming's hands, specifically targeting the film "The Legend of the Deification," categorizing it in detail, pointing out the strengths and weaknesses, and providing a series of suggestions for improvement.

Among these suggestions, some were exactly why Suming came here today: how to make the best possible amends after the movie had already been completed.

Suming was stunned at the time, could this scatterbrain really foresee the future? Indeed, there are people in the world who might seem scatterbrained or even outright foolish, but who possess a keen intuition far beyond ordinary people, and can even vaguely see the future and some eerie things...

Could it be that Xin Linli was one of them? A little witch?

After asking a few questions, he learned that it was her habit, or rather, a hobby of hers.

Some people love shopping, unable to control their hands once on Taobao; some are obsessed with money, forgetting about party principles and national laws at the sight of it; some are addicted to beauty, unable to move on when they see a pretty girl...

Xin Linli's biggest hobby was to "nitpick" movies. Every time she watched a movie, no matter how tired or late it was, she would write a bunch of comments and suggestions, otherwise her mind would be as busy as a battlefield, and she could not sleep at all.

Not only did she have to write them, but they also had to be formatted neatly, and it was best if they could be printed into booklets.

Indeed, as she said, she had a bit of neurosis and obsessive-compulsive disorder.

She was working on the analysis report for "The Legend of the Deification" until after four in the morning, only to fall asleep until Suming arrived here.

Suming scolded her with a stern face, and Xin Linli pouted with tears swirling in her eyes, pitifully saying, "Mr. Su..."

"Alright, alright, please don't cry!" said Suming, who was truly frightened by her, with so many employees outside, he could never clear his name if she walked out with red eyes; he quickly changed the subject, "Did you also write these before you joined the company?"

"Yeah, I did! I've been doing this since my second year of high school, after watching every movie!" Xin Linli nodded.

"About how many movies have you watched?" Suming asked tentatively, his mouth twitching slightly.

"Probably, probably more than a thousand." Xin Linli scratched her messy hair and said, "I can't remember exactly, but I watch whenever I have the time..."

"Do you still have all the analysis reports you've written?" Suming grew even more curious.

"Yep, they're all in the luggage boxes. Mr. Su, do you want to see them?"

Under the couch where Xin Linli slept were three suitcases half the size of a person, which she had used for packing when moving. She bent over and pulled hard at a suitcase that seemed quite heavy and was struggling with it. Suming stooped over, grabbed a suitcase, and helped pull it out only to find it surprisingly heavy.

One suitcase must weigh at least two hundred pounds; he wondered how the slim and frail Xiao Ya managed to bring three suitcases to the company, probably at a considerable cost to hire movers.

Summoning strength from his arms, waist, and abdomen, he pulled out two large suitcases under the monster-like gaze of Xin Linli and then casually dragged out the third one that Xin Linli had been tugging at with both hands huffing and puffing.

"Wow, Mr. Su, you're so strong!" Xin Linli exclaimed.

Fortunately, the screening room was soundproof, otherwise, if those words reached the outside, who knows what kind of rumours would start...

Suming was stunned when all three large suitcases were opened.

He had thought the contents would mostly be a girl's clothes, cosmetics, and other daily necessities.

Instead, they were filled with all kinds of densely written texts.

There were A4-sized printed pages, some like student homework, some in notebooks with covers, and even handwritten ones on blank paper... Many of the little notebooks had pages that had already yellowed, and the edges of the notebooks were frayed.

Suming casually opened a few that seemed very old.

The handwriting was still immature, with an air of youthful naivety.

"Titanic, shot in 1994... I hate it, my mom said it was an 'adult' movie, I was so scared I didn't dare to watch it..."

"Don't Go Breaking My Heart", the story is very common, and the plot is stereotyped, but it's indeed very enjoyable, suitable for a boring evening at home, munching on popcorn, and then sleeping soundly..."

"The Godfather, definitely a classic, but from my viewing experience, the plot progresses slowly in the second half and the narrative feels oppressive. If released today, it might not achieve the same success it did back then. Of course, times are different..."

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The three large suitcases were almost filled with film analysis reports. Early ones might not be considered 'reports', but simple impressions, and as they became more recent, these impressions and thoughts became more mature and refined.

If these three suitcases contain reports of the same caliber as the analysis for "The Legend of the Deification" Suming had obtained, no, even if only one-tenth of them were of such caliber, they would be a precious asset to Taoyuan Film Industry, potentially saving many detours in the future.

"Could you provide these to the company?" Suming asked, pointing at the suitcases, "Of course, the company won't take it for nothing."

"Huh? Oh, of course!" Xin Linli nodded foolishly, but before Suming could speak further, she suddenly said, "No way!"

"What?" Suming felt like he was about to be played to death by her.

Xin Linli quickly removed a layer of reports from the top of the rightmost suitcase, and in a small corner underneath, she had tucked away a few personal items.

A bankbook, a bulging small purse, two sets of women's underwear, and a pack of sanitary pads with Hello Kitty on them... Xin Linli clutched these items in her arms, her cheeks flushing as she said, "The rest can be given to the company..."

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