Chapter 4 - Ren Muchen
Ren Muchen tossed the vibrating phone away. The poor phone bounced a little as it landed on the back seat.
"S-sir... Your manager is calling me..." the assistant pitifully whispered from behind the wheel.
"I see that bastard is bothering you as well." He glared at the phone.
"Ring... ring... ring..." the phone kept ringing loudly.
Grunting, he connected the call. "I won’t do that script. You know why. Please don’t force me."
"You lunatic, it’s directed by Mister Darius! The Darius! This is the opportunity of a lifetime. You have to take it! It’s just a small scene; you won’t even have to touch the actor. We will hire a stunt double to do all the dirty work for you."
"You know I don’t like doubles in my films," he said curtly, cutting his friend’s rant. "I won’t do this, and that is my final decision."
"Yah! Lunatic," he shouted, then suddenly softened his approach. "Don’t be worried about the genre. It’s very famous amongst young women."
"You want me to act in a gay movie, Shao? Do you even hear yourself?" he said, massaging his aching forehead.
That was one of the reasons why he did not wish to take up this movie. But there was another major reason.
He hated touching men. Even if it was for handshakes, he would feel deeply disgusted.