Who is Helping Me Win by Lying Down [Transmigration] - Chapter 29:

Chapter 29:

After the dinner gathering, everyone went their separate ways.

Chen Shu bid farewell to Chi Yu and the others, then returned to his dormitory with Wangcai.

When he woke up the next morning, he noticed the message He Qiyu had sent last night, asking him to come to the company when he had time today to discuss some matters.

Yan Jingchuan sat on the floor as Chen Shu fastened the leash to his collar.

Without maintaining close proximity to Chen Shu’s body, his recovery speed had slowed again.

Fortunately, Chen Shu’s busy period seemed to be over, and he likely wouldn’t need to travel around frequently anymore.

Wangcai.

Hearing Chen Shu’s call, Yan Jingchuan stood up and followed behind him as they left the room and went downstairs.

The man and dog arrived at the company, where He Qiyu immediately took Chen Shu to the office.

She had been thinking all night.

Given the current situation, Chen Shu’s prospects as a singer were very promising. Trying to transition him into acting now would be a pity—even she felt that way.

So it would be better to continue developing Chen Shu’s singing career first, then consider acting later when his singing career was well-established.

After all, Chen Shu was only 20 this year, with a long future ahead of him.

And today’s special request for Chen Shu to come to the company wasn’t just her idea alone.

Mr. Chen.

As soon as they entered the office, Zhang Shi, who had been standing by the desk, turned around and smiled. Congratulations on your new song’s great success.

Thank you. After responding, Chen Shu glanced around the room.

About a dozen people crowded around Zhang Shi, all holding phones or tablets to take notes.

He Qiyu said, Chen Shu, have a seat over here.

Zhang Shi looked at the manager beside him. Continue.

The manager nodded and signaled to the others.

The discussion gradually resumed.

He Qiyu quietly explained to Chen Shu, Besides your album, the company is also preparing for your concert.

Concert?

Chen Shu turned to look at her.

He Qiyu actually found it somewhat strange too.

Chen Shu now had both works and popularity. If the goal was to make money, the fastest method would be commercial performances.

Concerts had high costs, required great effort, and attendance wasn’t guaranteed. If they lost money, they’d just have to endure it—there were many uncertainties.

Moreover…

This means you’ll probably get busy again.

Yan Jingchuan, who had been resting with his eyes closed in Chen Shu’s arms, frowned and opened his eyes.

He Qiyu added, The album wasn’t originally urgent. You could practice singing at home, then come to the company to record and shoot some footage when needed—no need to rush. But now that we’re planning a concert, the album definitely needs to be released before the concert, so time is becoming tighter.

Chen Shu nodded. That’s fine.

He had signed with Huayuan Media primarily to quickly pay off the original owner’s family debts. While he wasn’t very familiar with singer-related business, he generally didn’t question Huayuan’s arrangements.

Besides, during his previous acting career, being busy was routine—sleeping only one or two hours a day was common. His current schedule was relatively relaxed by comparison.

He Qiyu said, Then I’ll have to trouble you.

Then she smiled, This was actually proposed by Assistant Zhang. He has high expectations for you.

Hearing this, Yan Jingchuan’s gaze shifted slightly and landed on Zhang Shi across the room.

Zhang Shi, who had been talking to someone beside him, suddenly shivered and sneezed violently.

Taking the tissue handed to him, Zhang Shi felt puzzled.

His health was excellent—who was cursing him behind his back?

Assistant Zhang, are you alright?

Zhang Shi said, I’m fine, let’s continue.

He quickly put the matter aside.

Right now, his main focus needed to be on Chen Shu.

Director Yan had personally instructed him to spare no expense in making Chen Shu famous.

Making him famous came first.

Making money came later.

Commercial performances could wait until Chen Shu was truly popular—the prices would be higher then. Taking cheap gigs now would only deplete his commercial value.

Yesterday, he checked the online buzz.

Chen Shu’s new song was receiving great feedback. With this momentum, it was necessary to add fuel to the fire and boost his popularity further.

If one concert wasn’t enough, they could add two more. If that still wasn’t sufficient, they could turn it into a nationwide tour—do dozens of shows!

Director Yan was so generous toward Chen Shu; this small amount of money was surely no issue.

Thinking this, Zhang Shi finally felt at ease.

Director Yan valued Chen Shu highly, and he hadn’t been slacking off in the slightest.

While Director Yan’s condition was still unstable, it was best to let Chen Shu handle his work independently.

Then, once Director Yan’s condition stabilized, Chen Shu could stay by his side and keep him company.

A perfect plan. Zhang Shi smiled with satisfaction.

With that thought, he didn’t bother listening to the employee’s report and turned to look at Chen Shu instead.

But his eyes immediately landed on Wangcai in Chen Shu’s arms.

Meeting Wangcai’s gaze, his smile froze.

Though it felt terribly disrespectful to Director Yan, both times he’d locked eyes with this dog, he inexplicably recalled Director Yan’s usual expressionless face.

It was a bit unsettling…

Besides, this dog was usually so lively, always running around and being playful.

What was wrong with it now?

Had it ever stared so intently at people before?

Assistant Zhang?

Zhang Shi snapped back to reality and looked across again.

Wangcai had already settled back down on Chen Shu’s lap and was no longer looking in his direction.

Must have been his imagination.

It was just a dog.

Zhang Shi scratched his cheek and decided to ignore the momentary strangeness.

Chen Shu sat among the crowd without joining the discussion. Once the final decision was made and he had listened to the detailed arrangements, he stood up to leave.

Mr. Chen, wait a moment.

Zhang Shi made his way through the crowd to his side and waited until everyone had left the room before saying, I heard you’ve been staying at Huayuan’s dormitory recently?

Chen Shu said, Yes.

Zhang Shi asked, Are you not planning to move back?

Counting the days, Director Yan should wake up once in the next couple of days. If he woke up and didn’t see Chen Shu, Zhang Shi needed to have an explanation ready.

Chen Shu said, I was originally going to move back tonight.

Originally? Zhang Shi keenly noticed his wording.

Mm. Chen Shu said, But with the concert preparations, it’s not convenient for me to move back now.

Yan Jingchuan needed quiet rest, and he needed an environment to practice singing.

The dormitory was also relatively closer to Huayuan.

Zhang Shi nodded and didn’t press further. Alright then.

Yan Jingchuan glanced at him and closed his eyes deeply.

After parting ways with Zhang Shi at the door, Chen Shu had just crossed one corridor when he ran into He Qiyu.

By the way, Chen Shu, I forgot to ask earlier—do you play any instruments? He Qiyu asked.

Instruments?

He Qiyu said, Like piano, guitar, anything. If you do, we could add a self-accompanied singing segment to the concert to give the audience something fresh.

Chen Shu thought for a moment.

He didn’t have such hobbies himself, but the original owner knew how to play the piano.

This was written in the original owner’s profile, and hiding it would be exposed quickly.

Chen Shu compromised, I know a little piano, but it’s been a long time since I played. My skills are rusty.

He Qiyu said, That’s no problem. You can just practice one song. I’ll send you the sheet music later.

Since things had come to this, Chen Shu didn’t refuse. Alright.

Hearing his agreement, He Qiyu directly took him to the piano room. Familiarize yourself here first. You can practice here later. I’ll be right back.

Chen Shu glanced around.

The piano room was a public area. Practicing here would completely expose his skill level.

It would be safer to take the music score and find a piano store to learn.

He walked to the bookshelf by the wall and first picked up a beginner’s piano book, flipping through a couple pages.

Yan Jingchuan saw the name on the book pages, then looked up at Chen Shu.

His skills needed to start from the basics?

Practicing piano…

A faint thought stirred in Yan Jingchuan’s heart.

—

Afternoon.

Hengtai Residential Area.

Yan Jingchuan slowly opened his eyes.

Zhang Shi, who had been whispering with the caregiver, noticed from his peripheral vision and immediately approached the bed. Director Yan!

Yan Jingchuan’s gaze shifted lightly, turning to his face.

His expression and the deathly stillness of the bedroom made Zhang Shi’s scalp tingle.

Director Yan?

Yan Jingchuan withdrew his gaze. Clear out the study and convert it into a piano room.

Zhang Shi was stunned. A piano room?

Yan Jingchuan had no intention of explaining. Also order a piano to be placed inside.

Zhang Shi was even more bewildered. Director Yan, do you want to play the piano?

In his current physical condition, and he wants to pursue art?

The Director never had this interest before…

Yan Jingchuan glanced at him.

Zhang Shi lowered his head. Understood, I’ll handle it immediately.

Only after stepping out did he have time to ponder deeply.

How strange.

What’s with Director Yan today? He seems somewhat dissatisfied with me.

But I haven’t offended him.

Besides, Director Yan has been unconscious all along—even if I wanted to offend him, I couldn’t!

Unable to figure it out, he could only follow instructions and hire people to handle the renovation.

Fortunately, the study had been specially soundproofed for privacy during initial decoration, requiring minimal changes. They just needed to clear out the study’s contents.

After moving in the piano that had been delivered early, the piano room actually looked quite proper.

Director Yan, the renovation next door is complete. Would you like to see it? Zhang Shi asked at the bedroom doorway.

After several hours, Yan Jingchuan had recovered some strength.

Hearing Zhang Shi’s words, he set down the documents in his hand, leaned on his cane, got out of bed, and walked out.

Zhang Shi followed him to the piano room and asked again, Director Yan, is there anything else that needs modification?

Yan Jingchuan walked slowly to the piano, lifted the cover, and lightly pressed a key.

A crisp piano note briefly sounded, followed by Yan Jingchuan’s voice.

Good, he said. Have Chen Shu return.

… Zhang Shi was dumbfounded.

Did time jump just now?

Or did I sleepwalk and miss something?

What does this have to do with Chen Shu??

His curiosity ran wild like an unbridled horse, and he couldn’t help asking, Director Yan, is this piano room prepared for Mr. Chen?

Yan Jingchuan replied indifferently, Mm.

Zhang Shi: …

He knew it.

Every whim of Director Yan was inevitably connected to this Chen Shu!

But why does Director Yan never give any warning before doing these things?

Not just this time.

The things he does each time aren’t even related!

Does Director Yan spend every coma dreaming about how to please Chen Shu??

Director Yan.

You’ve never been this dedicated to company matters!!

While internally tumultuous, Zhang Shi carefully replied, Understood, I’ll call Mr. Chen right away.

Yan Jingchuan checked his watch. No.
Zhang Shi suddenly understood. Oh right, it’s so late already, then I’ll—

—contact him tomorrow.

Before he could finish the second half of his sentence.

Go pick him up by car.

Zhang Shi: …………

He nodded silently, …Understood.

Hearing footsteps behind him, Yan Jingchuan didn’t turn around but walked directly to the sofa and sat down.

Seeing this, the caregiver moved all the documents from the bedroom to the table in front of him, then quietly closed the door when leaving.

After an unknown amount of time, there was movement outside the door.

Zhang Shi opened the door and entered with Chen Shu.

Seeing the caregiver, he asked: Where’s Director Yan?

The caregiver said: Still in the music room.

Music room?

Chen Shu looked around at the furnishings in the room.

It was indeed the same apartment as before, but how could there be a music room here?

Mr. Chen, this way please.

Chen Shu withdrew his gaze and saw Zhang Shi heading toward the study.

He walked over just as Zhang Shi opened the door.

Yan Jingchuan was sitting inside. Seeing Chen Shu, he stood up from the sofa: You’re back.

As Chen Shu entered, Yan Jingchuan gave a slight wave of his hand.

Understanding the gesture, Zhang Shi quietly withdrew and closed the door.

Chen Shu had already noticed the brand new piano against the wall.

I heard from Zhang Shi that you’ve been needing to practice piano recently.

Given Zhang Shi’s position, it would be easy for him to know about this.

Hearing this, Chen Shu turned to look at Yan Jingchuan, already understanding: You want me to practice here?

Yan Jingchuan said: Correct.

Since he offered first, Chen Shu saved the trouble of finding a piano studio: I’ll also need a teacher.

Yan Jingchuan slightly furrowed his brow.

He didn’t want strangers coming and going around him.

From his silence, Chen Shu sensed his hesitation: Never mind, if it’s inconvenient, I can learn outside.

Hearing the word outside, Yan Jingchuan pressed his thin lips together.

He lowered his gaze for a moment before saying: Alright, I’ll help you solve this problem.

His compromise made Chen Shu give him another look: When can the teacher come?

Yan Jingchuan said: Anytime, anywhere.

Chen Shu raised an eyebrow, then asked: Who did you find for me?

Far away at the ends of the earth,

Yan Jingchuan said impassively, yet right before your eyes.