When Song Xu came to Jiahe, she was greeted by a young woman named Cao Ke. She is here today to discuss the film and television rights for her new novel.

The reception room was not small, and Song Xu was a little reserved sitting there.

"Miss Song, please drink a glass of water first."

"Thanks."

There were three contracts in front of him, in triplicate. Song Qingshi was not good at negotiating with people: "Well... I only sign the film and television copyrights, not the people."

The woman opposite smiled kindly. She always felt that what Song Xu meant by this was a bit like 'only selling his art but not his body'.

"Of course, we discussed it before."

"But Miss Song, during the filming of this work, we hope that you can be the accompanying screenwriter. After all, this is your novel. By then, you will be more familiar with the refinement of characters and the addition and deletion of plots than we are, right?"

"Don't worry, we will subsidize your salary additionally." Cao Ke, who had been accused of deceiving others a long time ago, felt guilty and evasive while holding a coffee cup.

Song Xu was speechless for a moment. His uncolored lips were rosy and he trembled twice. Why? "Screenwriter? But I haven't done it."

Cao Ke straightened his back and began to explain calmly: "It's not difficult. I just want to tell you if you have any other opinions or modifications to the script during filming, so that we can follow up as soon as possible."

He gave Song Xu enough respect and put her in the upper position, which made Song Xu even embarrassed.

"But I'm really... not very good at it. I might cause you trouble when the time comes."

When Cao Ke saw the drama, he immediately promised: "No trouble, no trouble, it's all for the better presentation of the work!"

Having said this, Song Xu had no choice but to bite the bullet and agreed: "Okay!"

It seems that it is getting harder and harder to earn money nowadays.

After coming out of the office after signing the contract, Song Xu was in a daze, completely unaware that the man who passed her by was the current hotshot.

Xu Yanzhi couldn't wait to push open the editorial office and found Cao Ke packing documents in his place.

Looking at Xu Yanzhi who was furious, Cao Ke joked: "Hey, what kind of wind blows our big star Xu over here?"

Seeing that there was no one in the office, Xu Yanzhi felt visibly disappointed: "Where is Song Ci? Didn't you say that she is coming to the company to sign the contract today?"

The woman laughed: "Why did I think I was so flustered? It turns out it's for your song lyrics. Don't worry, I've already signed the contract."

Cao Ke bit the word 'yours' tightly, which was obviously a deliberate hint.

Xu Yanzhi felt that she didn't understand what he meant, so he asked quickly: "She left? When?"

The woman was surprised and pointed casually: "Didn't you see? It was the one who just went out?"

The one you just left?

Thinking of the woman who passed by him just now, the woman turned sideways in order not to block his way, and the two of them kept a certain distance: "Is it her?"

Recalling the face just now, Xu Yanzhi couldn't restrain the corners of his mouth from turning up. That woman was very beautiful, with skin as smooth as snow and no makeup applied, and the clarity of youth permeated her brows and eyes.

Looking at Xu Yanzhi's worthless look, the woman couldn't help but ask: "I said, what's the difference between you and the young boy Huaichun?"

His thoughts were exposed, and Xu Yanzhi was eager to hide: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

He swore that this was the worst time he had acted in so many years. There was no technique at all, it was all emotion.

"Am I talking nonsense?" The woman flipped up a handful of her hair and walked towards Xu Yanzhi on high heels, not shying away from that face that was filled with anger from both humans and gods.

Xu Yanzhi, on the other hand, felt a little shy about being stared at like this.

"I said Star Xu, why don't you find a mirror and look at your face?"

"The company signed a contract with Song Ci. It only signed a film and television contract, and also asked her to be an accompanying screenwriter. You made this calculation. I heard it through the entire company."

Xu Yanzhi felt some heat on his face, his body tensed, and he hurriedly explained: "I just think she is very talented."

This is true. She is indeed a very talented writer, proficient in history, with captivating writing style and rigorous logic. He has read many of her novels.

"Very talented?" Cao Ke laughed and mocked: "I admire you very much, right?"

"This is not like a company signing her, it's just signing a contract of sale for you."

Xu Yanzhi, whose thoughts were broken many times, coughed twice in embarrassment. Cao Ke still poked his heart relentlessly: "I'm making a wedding dress for you!"

"Tell me about you, a famous actor who is so crazy about chasing stars. To be honest, are you treating people...?"

No matter how hard he tried to explain, he couldn't explain it clearly. Xu Yanzhi chose to escape, and after finishing his words, he was about to run away: "It's nothing."

"By the way, remember to make arrangements early, my schedule is relatively free later."

Cao Ke waved his hands: "Okay, okay, look at how impatient you are, you're not married yet."

When he came out of the office, the heat on Xu Yanzhi's face was still there, and the smile in his eyes was even bigger.

Song Xu had just stepped out of the Jiahe Building, and the next second a car stepped directly in front of him.

The passenger window suddenly lowered, and a woman holding the steering wheel with one hand and taking off her sunglasses with the other appeared in front of Song Xu.

One person raised his eyebrows and flicked his tongue: "Get in the car, baby."

Song Xu felt that Wei Shu was a bit crazy and was considering whether to run away directly or scold him first.

"Hurry up, the traffic policeman is coming to put the seal on me later."

Song Xu acted like a fool, pretending to be disgusted and reluctantly got into the car, fastened his seat belt: "Why are you here?"

Wei Shu turned up the music in the car, and the seat belt could not restrain her freedom-loving soul. She kept twisting her body to the music: "Come to pick you up, happy?"

"Happy?" She had no idea which song Wei Shu was singing.

"Hunting for beauty!"

Song Xu: "..."

Every time Song Xu went to the bar, she could not escape from Wei Shu's relationship. She did not hate the heavy metal noise in the bar. On the contrary, she liked it very much. Perhaps she was usually too restrained, and her soul happened to scream for exile.

But one thing was that she couldn't stand the smoky smoke in the bar, especially when the smell of multiple cigarettes was mixed together.

The lights above his head moved very rhythmically. Song Xu sat on the stage and played with his mobile phone from time to time, and from time to time he paid attention to whether Wei Shu in the middle of the dance floor had been kidnapped.

Shen Yi: "You're not at home?"

It seems that Shen Yi went to her house: "No, it's outside."

Shen Yi: "Eat."

Song Xu didn't want to lie to him and told Shen Yi directly: "Bar."

It's okay for adults to go to a bar, right?

Then he thought about the last time Shen Yi waited all night downstairs in his house. He had decided to wait for Wei Shu to finish. He was just about to ask him to stop waiting. The other party was straightforward enough.

"Location."

"Are you coming?"

"Um."
Chapter completed!