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2

I loosened my tie a little and had 2 buttons unbuttoned as I checked myself out in the mirror.

Looking the sexiest is my top priority, just in case Win shows up there.

As I drove, Gigie yawned for the 4th time this morning.

"You okay there?" I eyed her on the plane mirror.

She gave me a glare before whipping out a stack of papers.

"Here's some guides you can follow for the meeting later. It'll make you sound smarter- no, less dumb." she placed it on my lap and leaned back on her seat with eyes closed.

"You stayed up all night making these to help me?" I smiled, putting a hand on my chest to show that I was touched.

She didn't respond so I just looked through the papers while the traffic light was red.

Guide to Win Metawin's bedroom

1. Don't get ahead of yourself - you tend to say things out loud without thinking about it first. Remember, once you suggest an idea, make sure that the storyline and settings are all planned.

I scratched my head. That's true.. I usually try to suggest ideas during meetings but when they asked me for further details, the story doesn't match because I planned it on the spot.

That's a good way to embarrass myself.

We reached the GMM building and headed straight to the meeting room.

There were only 2 other directors in there. They shook hands with me and started talking about the films they were working on.

I wish I could do that too, talk about films I've been working on. Sadly, I've only helped on directing a TV commercial for a toothbrush brand.

It wasn't even something to show off about.

Time passes by and the room was soon filled with other directors and their assistants. We all took a seat as the boss entered the room.

Gigie gave me a squeeze on my shoulder and indicated for me to refer to her guide. I nodded and diverted my attention to the person speaking.

"As you all may know, we're here to discuss about some shows. All you have to do is brainstorm with me and I'll pick the best idea for each show by the end of the meeting." said Mr. T.

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I trudged down the hallway.

P'Aof was chosen to work with Win again, as expected.

I got none, also expected.

"P'Bai?" my eyes darted to the source of the voice.

Win had a cute smile on his face which then faded after.

"Why do you look like that?" an eyebrow of his raised up.

I instantly tried to wipe any possible dirt on my face.

He let out a small laugh and took my hand away from it.

"At least you can still joke around. I'm talking about that frown of yours." his eyes smiled as he talked.

I shrugged my shoulder. "I'm okay. Just a little tired."

He nodded with uncertainty but let it go anyway.

Goosebumps covered my body as I watched the heavy rain pour outside my office window.

There's always a next time.

Slapping myself to wake up, I started signing on papers and did my work.

I phoned for Gigie's number and invited her to eat dinner with me. We ate and updated each other about our day.

"You didn't get the spot, did you?" she narrowed her eyes as she took a bite of her prawn.

Without saying a word, I just ate my rice.

My phone suddenly rang deafeningly. I got confused as I saw the caller ID.

Mr. T? Why would he call me?

"Hello, Mr T?"

"Bright Vachirawit, right?"

"Yes."

"I checked that you aren't working on anything."

My palms automatically covered my face in shame.

"Y-yes."

"Can you replace Aof?"

I stood up from my seat in a flash. Gigie dropped her fork with eyes wide in bewilderment while the rest of the people in the restaurant looked at me weirdly.

My jaw hanged down as Mr. T explained that P'Aof got his waist injured after slipping on the road because of the rain. Other directors weren't an option as they were already assigned on other shows.

Of course, I felt kinda bad but my joy was overpowering at that moment. I don't care if I'm only a replacement.

"Yes! Yes! When do I start?" I tried to contain myself.

"Every person you'll be working with will be meeting tomorrow for further discussion. I'll send you the location later."

I nodded in excitement.

"Alright, thank you!" my hand squeezed my phone hard as the call ended.

Out of the blue, a question popped in my head.

I wonder what show we're working on?

During our meeting just now, they only revealed which director will get to work with which celebrity. Mr. T didn't say any names that'll be casted on each show.

"Who made you go crazy other than Metawin?" Gigie asked.

"I'll be working with him!" I placed both hands on my cheeks.

My brain was trying to process all of it.

This was my very first show AND very first work with Win Metawin.