Emma couldnt believe that the person sitting opposite her at this moment, the one who was interviewing her, was the person she had taken a photo of this morning.
What she couldnt believe even more was that this person was the boss of Skyline Studios, Ethan Hunt.
Was this a good fortune or bad luck for her?
"Miss Johnson, do you need me to explain the law to you?" This was a trick to scare her.
"Ah?" Emma hadnt come back to her senses in her surprise: "Are you really Ethan Hunt?"
"What does it matter if you take my photo without my permission?" Ethan Hunts voice was very cold, so cold that the temperature in the room seemed to drop with his tone.
"You cant see your face." Under Ethan Hunts pressure, Emmas voice almost disappeared.
"You cant see your face, so it doesnt count?" Ethan Hunt raised an eyebrow.
Emma couldnt tell whether he wanted to laugh or not, and could only weakly reply: "No."
"No?" Ethan Hunt repeated her words.
Emma didnt know what he meant: "Mr. Hunt, I can explain. I took this in the alley. I didnt know you were there at the time." Emma was a bit guilty under Ethan Hunts scrutiny: "I really didnt know at first, and then I found out after taking the photo."
"How can you make me believe you? Youre a recidivist." Ethan Hunt said.
Emma silently turned a white eye in her heart, just twice.
"Once is also a shot, twice is also a shot." Ethan Hunt seemed to know what Emma was thinking.
Emma sighed and no longer explained.
Ethan Hunt looked at the schedule on the computer and looked at the girl in front of him: "Okay."
"What?" Emma didnt know what he meant by a sigh, nor did he know what he meant by "okay."
Ethan Hunt turned the computer around: "This is my schedule, write it down."
"Ah?" Emma was a bit confused. What was this for?
Ethan Hunt sighed again: "As my assistant, you need to arrange my schedule at any time and follow up at any time." Ethan Hunt opened his mobile phone and showed the contact list to Emma: "John Wick, my assistant, ask him."
Emma nodded: "Okay."
"Go next door." Ethan Hunt handed the camera to Emma.
Emma mechanically took it and went out the door. She came to the next door.
There were five people inside.
"Hello, Im the new intern assistant, Emma Johnson," Emma greeted politely. Everyone was very busy, just simply smiled at Emma, and then started to work.
Emma breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was more appropriate to make a phone call outside.
Before Emma could get through to John Wick, she heard Ethan Hunt calling her, "Recidivist."
Emma shook her head speechless. As expected, such talented people always have some inexplicable problems.
"Coming." Emma entered Ethan Hunts office: "Whats the matter?"
"Coffee." Ethan Hunt didnt look at her: "Not sweet, not bitter, not hot, not cold, and not too warm."
"Okay." Emma was holding the cup.
She went to the first floor and found the tea room.
While making coffee, she kept muttering, "So picky." She also imitated Ethan Hunts tone: "Not sweet, not bitter, not hot, not cold, and not too warm. Click click click."
Fortunately, Rachel Green loves coffee and has taught Emma before.
After making the coffee, she delivered it upstairs.
Ethan Hunt only took a look at the coffee and said, "Lets go."
"Where to?" Emma put down the coffee, somewhat at a loss.
Was it because he smelled the coffee she made upstairs and thought it was too bad, so he wanted to teach her?
"Where is John Wick?" Ethan Hunt asked if she hadnt called John Wick just now.
"The phone cant get through." Emma also admired herself for being able to understand.
"WeChat, Ill add you." Ethan Hunt sighed again: "This is my schedule, remember."
"Okay." Emma looked at Ethan Hunts schedule.
The whole day was full.
Now its going to take a group photo of the famous actress Selena Gomez and actor Brad Pitt for "Vivid Blossoms." It is said that this film was shot at a huge cost.
"Can I ask Nan Gong for an autograph?" Emma is quite fond of Nan Gong.
But strangely, when compared with the person next to her, Nan Gong seems to be a bit worse.
It must be an illusion, Emma comforted herself.
"If you dont want me to throw you out of the car, turn your head away." Ethan Hunt said coldly, not liking Emmas too hot gaze at him, an unfamiliar man: "Turn your head away."
Emmas face turned red instantly: "Oh!"
In fact, through the car window, you can still vaguely see Ethan Hunts handsome face. Emma couldnt help but continue to stare until she arrived at the destination and came back to her senses in the third call from Ethan Hunt.
"Concentrate." Ethan Hunt didnt like Emmas too relaxed vigilance in his car, an unfamiliar man, and couldnt help frowning.
"Ah?" Emma looked at Ethan Hunt with a ruddy face. At this moment, the face that made her heart race was more clearly presented in front of her.
Emma felt as if her heart would jump out of her throat in the next second.
"Get off." Ethan Hunt didnt like Emmas too hot gaze at him: "Carry the equipment in the back."
"Okay." Emma took the equipment out of the car and followed Ethan Hunt with it.
Selena Gomez and Brad Pitt were already waiting nearby with their makeup done.
"Teacher Hunt, long time no see." Director Michael Scott came forward to shake hands with Ethan Hunt.
"Hmm." Ethan Hunt simply shook hands.
"Everyone is ready." Michael Scott said.
"Okay, lets start." Ethan Hunt was not verbose.
The director went to call Selena Gomez and Brad Pitt.
"You go first." Ethan Hunt said to Emma.
"What?" Emma didnt quite understand.
"You try to take a few shots first." Ethan Hunt said.
"Are you sure?" Emma was nervous at the opportunity.
"Hmm." Ethan Hunt was quite satisfied with Emmas answer. At least such a person was not timid and had a certain confidence in their own abilities.
"Okay." Emma settled down, no matter how well she shot, it was a challenge for her: "Can I use my own camera?"
"Whatever." Ethan Hunt wouldnt demand this, after all, every photographer has their own favorite camera, and using it conveniently would be counterproductive.
Emma walked under the studio and commanded the others.
"What does it mean? Didnt you say that Teacher Hunt would come to take the photo? What does it mean to let her take it now?" Selena Gomez saw that the person who helped her take the group photo looked like a student, Emma Johnson, and her face didnt look good.
"My photos may not make you dissatisfied." Emma was very confident in her shooting skills. For her, although stars live in the spotlight, there are not many who really understand the photography industry.
"What do you count?" Selena Gomez looked at Emma with contempt.