Fu Xingchang saw that the young man seemed quite relaxed.

After thinking for a moment, he patted his shoulder and said seriously, "What you put in now will be directly proportional to your achievements one day."

Then he handed over the contract in his hand.

I originally thought that Duan Yuchen would take a good look at it, but it turned out that he just glanced at it and signed his name with a stroke of the pen.

Fu Xingchang felt that the young man in front of him seemed a little too carefree.

"Aren't you afraid that I might plot something against you here?"

"Of course I'm not afraid. Since you are willing to help me shine in the entertainment industry, what kind of money can't I get?" Duan Yuchen's words were rough but reasonable.

As he spoke, he stood up and touched his old waist.

I really can’t go to my husband’s place anymore, otherwise he will be unable to get out of bed for several days sooner or later.

He reached out to hold the chair next to him, and he looked really old, weak and sick.

Duan Yuchen looked at his current condition with a numb expression.

"Well...that's natural." Fu Xingchang felt a little touched.

He nodded, feeling somewhat relieved at Duan Yuchen's sudden enlightenment.

"Okay, I'll sit here and look at this for a while. Just help me sign up for the interview on the day." Duan Yuchen stretched out his hand and shook his mobile phone.

After all, I can't seem to do anything else in my current state.

"The competition is about to start, don't you want to study your acting skills or something?" Fu Xingchang frowned slightly.

Reading novels seems like a waste of time.

"This book is 'Spirit Sea'. After all, there are still some differences between the script and the novel. I always have to read how the novel describes it first, and then combine it with reality."

As Duan Yuchen spoke, he casually continued to flip through the interface in his hand.

This novelist is really excellent and expresses the world view and values ​​vividly.

The plot is also impeccable.

Fu Xingchang was slow to react and nodded, then turned around and went out to continue planning the script, but he only reacted after he reached the door.

It seemed like he had been following Duan Yuchen's ideas all day long.

Usually Duan Yuchen always listened to him, but now he felt that he had some ideas of his own.

After the people left, Duan Yuchen looked at the book in his hand with some boredom.

He has experienced so many worlds, and the things he encounters and needs to solve are more bizarre than those in novels.

Novels like this might be a bit boring to him.

Duan Yuchen was flipping through his phone and suddenly noticed that it seemed that no one was paying much attention to the development of online literature.

The routine is all the same.

The plot is pretty much the same.

Occasionally a novel book appears and becomes popular almost instantly.

Duan Yuchen lowered his head and calculated his current assets.

She pursed her lips slightly, as if this road was not impossible to take.

Duan Yuchen easily found a website on the Internet.

He typed out some manuscripts here and there and then turned off the computer.

After all, according to my previous life, I should go to the hospital to take a good look at Duan Mutian.

After all, the Duan family still has their own things.

How can we not take it back?

Duan Yuchen didn't tell anyone in the company, and because of what happened in the bathroom, he didn't want to meet Cang Chengye for the time being.

It would be better to just run away.

Duan Yuchen stopped a car and went to the hospital.

After all, it is the Duan family. How could Duan Mutian let himself be wronged?

The wards we stay in are all top-level wards in the hospital.

He even wished there were ten nurses in the ward to take care of him.

Duan Yuchen knocked on the door and walked in directly, looking reserved and introverted.

"Xiaochen, you don't know how worried I was about you in the hospital. I was afraid that person would do something to you." Duan Muchen had bandages on his head and body. When he saw someone coming in, his eyes immediately filled with tears.

He turned around and stumbled down, looking quite anxious.

Duan Yuchen stood at the door and watched him act with a smile.

After all, when I came, Duan Mutian was very happy when talking to the nurse in the ward.

In my previous life, I would have gone over to help him a long time ago.

But this life is different.

Duan Mutian was already weak, and he never expected that Duan Yuchen would just stand there and watch him.

The moment I got out of bed, my legs went weak and my body tilted and I fell directly to the ground.

The wound that had finally healed suddenly broke open again.

"Ah!" Duan Yuchen finally stepped forward with a look of heartache and reproach, "Father, I'm already here in front of you, okay? Why are you still so anxious? Look at the damage I've done. It'll probably take a while to heal."

It’s all because of you!

Duan Mutian cursed in his heart, trying to find a flaw on the boy's face.

But Duan Yuchen, with delicate features, slightly wrinkled brows and a look of blame in his eyes, reached out to support him, but was afraid of overstepping his bounds, so he remained frozen in place.

"I know you mean well. Isn't Dad worried about you too?" Duan Mutian was helped to the bed by the nurse next to him.

He coughed suddenly twice and spit out another mouthful of blood.

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have come here at this time. It made Dad's condition worse."

Duan Yuchen had tears in his eyes, and he looked extremely remorseful.

As she thought about it, she took out a bank card from her bag and said, "I don't know how to comfort you. I have some money here. I'll save it to buy some supplements for Dad."

Duan Mutian's expression finally eased a bit. He felt that since he was in love with this young man, there was no way he would be unfamiliar with him.

Looking at the card in the other person's hand, there is some contempt in his eyes.

Then he continued with a look of emotion, "What are you talking about? Besides, our family is not short of money. You should keep the little money you usually have in the company for yourself."

Although it is called a small amount of money, there should actually be tens of thousands of dollars in it. After all, this brat has not brought any money home since he went to the company.

He should have quite a few on hand.

I originally wanted to ask the nurse next to me to praise it and then accept it.

The young man paused for a moment, as if suddenly realizing something. "That's right. My family is so rich, they probably wouldn't look down on the little money I have."

Duan Yuchen sighed as he spoke.

Then he took the money back in front of him.

"Then I'd better keep this money." Duan Yuchen said this with an extremely sad look, and then put it in his pocket.

Duan Mutian: ...

The nurse next to him was a little touched. "I didn't expect the young master to be so filial. Mr. Duan's illness will be cured soon, young master, you don't have to worry so much."