Jiang Zhi left.
After no longer receiving support from his mother, he had to find a way to survive on his own.
When Xiang Fengyu saw him off, he asked, "I have a job here, and the money comes in pretty quickly. Think about it?"
He had very little money, and it was a time when he was short of money. Master Jiang remembered that he had never been so embarrassed, so he asked: "What kind of job?"
Xiang Fengyu handed over a leaflet: "If you take the blame for someone else, you'll get three hundred thousand."
Jiang Zhi was also mad because he was short of money, so he asked one more question: "How long will he be detained?"
Xiang Feng said: "You will be shot in three days."
Jiang Zhi turned around and left.
Here, he felt no warmth at all.
Seeing him leaving so resolutely, Xiang Fengyu sighed: "If it weren't for my life, I would be tempted to pay three hundred thousand."
Dingyan: […………]
You're the fucking horrible person.
...
Jiang Zhi finally gave up after sending a long text message to Jiang Zhiying and receiving a sentence of 'Get back here' instead of 'Mom did something wrong'.
After returning to school, he saw the news about the Jiang family during this period.
Something happened to the Jiang family...
He vaguely felt that there was Yan Xingyue's shadow behind these people.
However, even though Yan Xingyue's military strength is off the charts and he still builds bases, the business world is different.
Is there really anyone in this world who is omnipotent?
After calling the third 'friend in the industry' to explain the investment and being rejected, Jiang Zhi was already numb.
"Obviously there was a tendency to cooperate before..."
But because something happened to the Jiang family, he lost his social circle.
Sighing, he got out of bed and was about to go out to find a part-time job when his cell phone suddenly rang.
"Hello, Mr. Jiang, I am the head of the XX department of YX's film and television company. My surname is Zhang. I would like to ask..."
Jiang Zhi almost didn't hear what he said next.
YX? ? ?
An ordinary person might not know about this group, but Jiang Zhi knew it very well.
Perhaps YX is not well-known in S city, but abroad, these two letters are well known.
In order to ensure that he was not a liar, Jiang Zhi asked many more questions to ensure that the other party was really from YX.
"I understand, I will consider this matter."
Jiang Zhi nodded calmly and hung up the phone.
Then he turned around and called Xiang Fengyu.
"elder sister!!!!"
Xiang Fengyu, who was writing drowsily over there, was inspired.
"You won the lottery."
she wondered.
It shouldn't be.
According to her speculation, this boy should be in a situation where he has been repeatedly frustrated and beaten.
"Ahem...it's actually no different from winning the lottery."
Realizing that he seemed too excited, a blush flashed across Jiang Zhi's face.
"Do you know YX?"
Xiang Fengyu had gained some knowledge about the powerful companies in the world some time ago, so he had naturally heard of this name.
"The mysterious founder?"
The most interesting thing about YX is that the person in charge behind this company has no name and has never shown his face. No one knows who he is. There are domestic marketing accounts who have edited relevant videos, and the bottom of the comment area is full of "his vest is off" That moment is the moment when the president’s chosen heroine appears.
Xiang Fengyu was inspired by this.
It's a pity that she can't write presidential articles.
"What happened to YX? Decided to sponsor you?"
Xiang Fengyu said casually.
But I heard Jiang Zhi say: "Yes, that's it."
Then Xiang Fengyu almost fell off the chair.
My second sister-in-law’s chicken wishbone, fourth uncle’s trousers, fifth uncle’s Tianling cover, third aunt’s floral cotton pants, seventh uncle’s wig, and eighth aunt’s wavy top.
If YX is an investor, then it is stable.
"However, I have never heard that YX is still involved in the film and television industry."
She looked at the freshly released Baidu content.
Jiang Zhi: "New branch."
Xiang Fengyu:? ? ?
What a coincidence.
"But YX has another request."
"They want you to be a screenwriter and change the script yourself."
Xiang Fengyu thought it would be great if he could sell the copyright, but he didn't know that there was such an unexpected surprise.
"no problem!"
The two agreed on a time and place and prepared to talk in detail.
Although he had sold it in his previous life, this was the first time in this world. Xiang Fengyu walked around the room excitedly.
Then he kicked on his slippers and ran out.
"Yueyue!"
He knocked on the door symbolically, pushed the door open to Feng Yu and walked in. He skillfully opened the bathroom door that was filled with mist. He stepped on the toilet seat with his feet and raised his hands on the stall to look inside: "Yueyue! I sold it! I’m selling it!”
Yan Xingyue, who was soaking in the bathtub with her eyes closed and concentrating, said: "..."
Not taking a shower was the best thing he did today.
Xiang Fengyu was disappointed. After finding out that no one was there, she turned to look at the large bathtub on the other side.
"Why are you taking a bath?"
Isn't this the point where you usually need to take a shower?
Yan Xingyue opened her eyes, and the water droplets on her eyelashes fell down.
"You seem disappointed."
Xiang Fengyu nodded straightforwardly: "Yes, I'm just a little girl who wants to see your ass. What's wrong with me?"
"China has 1.4 billion people and 2.8 billion butts. I don't care about them. I just want to see yours."
Yan Xingyue: "......"
"What did you sell?"
Closing his eyes, he lifted up all his wet forehead hair, revealing his full forehead.
Xiang Fengyu's eyes were glued to him very professionally.
"Film and television rights."
"Yueyue, have you heard of YX? You must have heard of it. Jiang Zhi just called me and said that this company is interested in cooperating with him. The specific matters have not been discussed yet."
As she spoke, she worried again: "Is it a bit early for me to be happy now? After all, the matter has not been settled yet."
"You'll make it."
When Xiang Fengyu regretted saying he was too early, Yan Xingyue said suddenly, with a very firm tone.
His voice was very convincing and Xiang Fengyu smiled.
"Really? You said so, then things will go smoothly."
...
On the day Xiang Fengyu went out to discuss cooperation with Jiang Zhi and the people sent by YX, Xiang Shilan returned home.
She stole her passport and bought a plane ticket to come back.
Although Xiang Dongchen wanted to say something to her after he found out, he didn't speak after seeing his sister's haggard face after treatment.
"Wearing so little."
Touching her cold face, Xiang Dongchen frowned dissatisfied.
Xiang Shilan smiled at him: "Brother, I'm taking my medicine on time, and I've been sleeping well recently. Can you please don't let my second brother send me back?"
"I miss home."
She lowered her eyes and sounded pitiful.
Xiang Dongchen felt heartbroken when he heard this.
This is the sister that my mother fought so hard to give birth to.
"Brother will take you home."
This is consent.
Xiang Shilan's eyes moved slightly, but there was nothing strange on his face.
After Aunt Mei learned that she was back, she personally cooked her favorite dishes.
While serving the soup, Aunt Mei looked at her carefully and said, "She has lost weight."
In fact, my heart is very complicated.
She had always been surprised that Xiang Shilan looked nothing like the lady.
Every child in the Xiang family has an outstanding appearance, even Xiang Fengyu's color is good.
Only Xiang Shilan... although not ugly, is a bit ordinary after all.
"Just come back..."
Seeing the way she lowered her head to drink the soup, the sense of faith that Mei Qingqing had finally built up over the past few days began to shatter little by little.
She began to waver again.
Xiang Shilan is very sensitive to gaze.
Although she has been living a pampered life, outsiders can't stop talking about her. She knows what those people say about her appearance, so she resents others staring at her face for a long time.
The spoon fell into the soup bowl with a bang. Xiang Shilan raised her head and met Mei Qingqing's eyes across from her.
"Aunt Mei, this soup tastes a little bland."
Xiang Shilan saw the complexity in her eyes, and her heart suddenly skipped a beat.
A suspicion suddenly came to her mind.
Mei Qingqing, did you know something?
