Jiang Mingyan sat with the girls, but she felt very uncomfortable.

It wasn't until I joined the trading company that I realized how profitable it was. Although I didn't see the accounts myself, I knew just by watching the daily shipments of computers and game consoles.

Why do those five get shares? We all came together, why don't I?

Resentment unconsciously showed on his face.

Zhang Hongmei was eating an apple. A casual glance at her made me a little annoyed; this person was truly speechless.

Forget it, don't get angry over irrelevant people. It's a holiday, there's no need to.

Kong Yushun continued the conversation following Zhao Haozheng's topic.

Zhang Hongmei didn't pay much attention at first, but as she listened, she actually started to think that Kong Yushun was alright, and after considering his character, she decided he was usable.

I felt embarrassed to leave first, so I started working on the script in my mind. This film company is able to make money entirely because of good scripts.

Wyatt knows this industry very well; he writes the scripts himself and he'll handle everything.

But which genre should we choose? It's really hard to say.

Thinking about all the blockbusters I've seen in my past life, none of them seem suitable. After racking my brains to recall classic old films, I decided to write about a post-war love story.

I had a general idea in mind. Afraid of forgetting, I immediately grabbed a pen from the coffee table and wrote it down. I'll refine it in the afternoon.

Dong Yuping sat next to Zhang Hongmei, watching her write something without stopping, and looked over curiously.

"Hongmei, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing, I just thought of a little story and wanted to write it down."

I really hate being interrupted like this, and I know the other person didn't mean it, but I'm still unhappy.

He stood up and said, "You all chat, I have something to do, excuse me."

I hurried upstairs and, taking advantage of the inspiration I had, quickly wrote it down.

Dong Yuping was a little embarrassed, but no one paid any attention and it passed.

I spent three hours writing down the movie script, and after reading it from beginning to end, I thought it was alright.

I need to schedule a time with Wyatt Roy and get it done quickly; maybe we can even catch the holiday season release. The more I think about it, the more feasible it seems. I put down my pen and went to the living room to call Wyatt.

"Honey, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Speak properly!"

"Alright, alright, no more joking around. How about we have a get-together at your place tomorrow night?" I was also thinking about having Chinese food.

"Okay, I'll call Carlos in a bit. What would you like to eat?" I should ask him myself; I can't put in the effort and then not get what he wants.

"Why are they being so cooperative this time?"

"You don't have any requests? Then I'll just go with whatever you want."

"No, I want to eat dumplings."

"Okay." After saying that, he hung up the phone and dialed McCann's number again.

Carlos didn't chat with his family in the living room all day. He's really sad and upset. He still had some hope, but he's unwilling to give up.

But what can I do? Do I really have to go against my mother's wishes? I can't bear to.

The maid knocked on the door, and upon hearing that it was Zhang Hongmei on the phone, she immediately stood up, but her initial excitement quickly faded.

When I answered the phone and heard that sweet voice, I felt terrible. While I was heartbroken, she was acting as usual.

"Carlos, let's get together at my house tomorrow night. I've written a script, you two take a look. If it's feasible, our film and television company can be established."

"Okay, I understand. Otherwise, we'll go to your house tomorrow too. My mom misses Aunt Wang and Ningning."

"Okay, I'll tell Aunt Wang in a bit that Wyatt wants to eat dumplings. Is there anything you'd like to eat?"

"Dumplings will do."

"Okay, you can go ahead and get busy."

Zhang Hongmei put down the phone, and everyone looked at her.

Jiang Mingyan, in particular, was practically spitting fire. She tried to hold back, but couldn't resist asking, "Hongmei, can we invest?"

Zhang Hongmei laughed, finally understanding the meaning behind her expression at noon.

"You want to invest? This film company's investment is three million. How much are you prepared to contribute?"

"Can't I just take a small stake?"

"Oh? On what grounds? Just because you took advantage of me and are still dissatisfied with me?"

Jiang Mingyan hadn't expected Zhang Hongmei to be so disrespectful today. She jumped up and demanded, "Then why are you treating us differently? We all came together, and they get shares and make a lot of money, why can't we?"

"Because I look down on you! And do you all feel the same way? If so, don't come here again."

Zeng Zhongkang hadn't expected Zhang Hongmei to explode today. He stood up and walked to her side, saying, "Don't be angry, it's not worth it."

The nine people who were asked the question were really embarrassed, but Jiang Mingyan was the most upset.

"Is this your place? Did I eat your food?"

Zhao Tiancheng also stood up and pulled Zhang Hongmei to sit down. "This is her territory, so what you're eating really is hers."

"You're all like this, fine. I'll never set foot here again."

"That's fine. I don't want to be with an ingrate. Also, you can go to work. Although it's my company, I'm not entirely without compassion. But if you make a mistake, leave immediately."

Jiang Mingyan cried as she put on her coat and ran out.

The other nine people watched awkwardly. Finally, Kong Yushun stood up and said, "I'll take her back. It's not safe for a girl to be alone."

Zhang Hongmei had no objection to this. Even if she disliked her, she didn't want anything to happen to her.

Han Guangtai also stood up, "Let's go together."

The two put on their coats and chased after her. They saw Jiang Mingyan crying at the door.

Han Guangtai was a little angry. "What are you doing picking a fight with during the holiday? And crying at someone's door, what are they going to think of you?"

Jiang Mingyan remained silent, continuing to cry. She was now filled with regret. How could she have acted so impulsively? She was completely unfamiliar with the place; what would she do now?

Kong Yushun was utterly helpless; this was truly a fool. "Let's go, we'll take you back."

Hearing this, Jiang Mingyan cried even louder. The two men left, but she remained standing there crying.

Han Guangtai got angry: "What exactly do you want?"

"Are you leaving or not? We're only trying to send you back because we're all from the same hometown and we're worried about your safety. If you cause any more trouble, I won't care anymore."

Jiang Mingyan was filled with such hatred, wouldn't anyone advise her to apologize?

The living room was unusually quiet; no one had ever seen Zhang Hongmei like this since they had known her.

Cheng Guangxu moved to sit next to her. "Hongmei, don't be like this, it scares me. Don't be angry."