The two looked at each other silently in the darkness, and Cao Jia handed over his business card with the faint light of his mobile phone screen.

Li Zhao took the business card and took a look at it. Today's scammers are so professional that they make it look real. He understood one thing since he was a child: be content with what you have and don't believe that pie will fall from the sky.

Seeing that Li Zhao took his business card without saying anything, Cao Jia pushed up his glasses and said, "Mr. Li, our Strawberry Entertainment focuses on movies, TV series, artist management, and music. We have many well-known artists and the best artist team. As long as you are willing to join our company, we will tailor a development plan for you, equip you with the best work team, and arrange high-quality resources for you. Please consider it seriously." He glanced at the old rental house and said, "Of course, we will also arrange a high-end residence for you."

"I'm sorry. I thought you were a criminal, so I kicked you accidentally. Are you hurt?" Li Zhao secretly checked Cao Jia's information on the Internet, took two steps forward, and smiled enthusiastically: "Shall I take you to see a doctor?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Cao Jia grimaced in pain but still kept smiling: "Teacher Li did this for the safety of all the residents in the building. It was a brave act. It's my fault for not thinking it through and disturbing you so late at night."

"This is my ID card." Cao Jia saw that the child had delicate features and looked innocent when he smiled. He thought that it would be better for a half-grown child living alone in such an old building to be more vigilant. At least it would be safe.

Thinking that Li Zhao might not believe him, he took out his ID card and handed it to Li Zhao: "This is my ID card, Mr. Li, please believe that I came here with sincerity."

Li Zhao looked at the ID card for a few seconds, but did not reach out to take it. Instead, he took out his cell phone and sent a message to Zhang Xiaoyuan.

Zhao Zhao wishes you good luck: Brother Xiaoyuan, do you think that the president's assistant of Strawberry Entertainment would squat at the door waiting for me in order to sign me into the company, and then praise me for being brave after I kicked him?

After a while, Zhang Xiaoyuan replied.

Brother Xiaoyuan: Go home and go to bed early, you will have all kinds of dreams.

Li Zhao: But now there is a man named Cao Jia, who claims to be the assistant to the president of Strawberry Entertainment, and he wants to sign a contract with me. I looked at the ID card and searched it online, and it seemed to be him.

Brother Xiaoyuan: What the hell? ! Zhao Zhao, what good luck have you had recently?

Brother Xiaoyuan: Let him wait first, I’ll be there soon!

Brother Xiaoyuan: We must not let him run away!

A cup of steaming water was placed in front of Cao Jia, who quickly expressed his gratitude politely. He glanced at the handsome face sitting obediently on the sofa, with an innocent and naive smile that could make people forgive all the mistakes he had made.

If it weren't for the dull pain in the place where he was kicked, he wouldn't have believed that the other party could kick him, a grown man, against the wall. "Teacher Li is very good at fighting. Have you practiced before?"

Li Zhao thought back to the fighting experience he had accumulated over the years: "I haven't had any systematic training, but I have some practical experience."

Cao Jia: “Ah?” Maybe because he is too old, he could not understand what the young people are saying nowadays. Of course, these are not the point. He came here with a mission from his boss and would not get entangled in these trivial matters.

"Many people in our company like the drama that Teacher Li is currently broadcasting. Personally, I like the scenes where you are bullied by your colleagues and hide under the eaves on a rainy day the most." Cao Jia took a sip of the water poured by Li Zhao. "The company has invested in several dramas, and there is a role that is very suitable for you. If Teacher Li is interested, I will send you the electronic version of the script."

Li Zhao refilled Cao Jia's water: "But we haven't signed the contract yet."

"Whether you sign a contract or not, it will not affect Mr. Sun and my appreciation for Teacher Li. Even if you don't sign a contract with our company, as long as you are willing to perform, this role is yours."

Li Zhao: “…”

Is there such a good thing in the world?

Why hasn't he encountered this before? It all seemed to have started when I met Yan Ting.

In the quiet car, the mobile phone lying flat on the seat suddenly emitted a faint light.

The pale hand picked up the phone and unlocked the screen.

Zhao Zhao Good Luck Comes: Tingting, you are indeed the koi sent by God to save me! ! ! ! !

A whole row of exclamation marks perfectly expressed Li Zhao's inner excitement.

The light of the screen gradually dimmed. When it was about to become completely dark, a white finger tapped on it and the phone came back to light.

Zhao Zhao Good Luck: Thank God, thank the earth, and thank fate for letting me meet you, a good brother.

Good brother?

The phone screen went black and then bright, then bright and then black again. Yan Ting never responded to the two messages. Just as his hand pointed at the screen again, the car braked sharply.

The phone fell and landed in the gap between the front seats.

"Xu Yanting!" A woman with disheveled hair rushed to the car and slapped the windshield frantically: "Xu Yanting, come out!"

The woman looked haggard, her eyes were swollen and full of hatred. She seemed to have no sense of pain and punched again and again, but the windshield did not move at all.

"Sir?" The driver swallowed and turned to look at Yan Ting in fear.

The man in the suit opened the window, as if trying to hear what she was cursing. But no matter what the other party said, he remained calm, as if the woman who was making trouble was not yelling at him, and all the cursing and shouting had nothing to do with him.

"Xu Yanting, you're a lunatic, a beast!" The woman saw that her curses had no effect at all, so she lay on the hood and cried, "What do you want me to do to make you stop?"

Yan Ting remained silent. He lowered his head and looked under the car, trying to find the cell phone.

"If I had known you were a mad beast, I should not have kept you here." The woman quickly ran to the window, leaned on the window with her hands, stared at Yan Ting viciously, wishing she could bite a piece of meat off of him: "Why don't you die, why don't you die!"

"Let go." Yan Ting stared at the woman's hand leaning on the car window with an indifferent expression.

"Xu Yanting, people like you shouldn't be born into this world, you monster, you disaster!" The woman tried to reach her hand through the window and scratch the person in the car.

Yan Ting put on white gloves, twisted her wrist mercilessly, and pushed her away. Listening to the woman's screams of pain, he let go of her hands and took off his gloves: "Aunt, life and death are not up to you. I have a strong life."

The woman collapsed on the ground with tears streaming down her face. A pair of white gloves were thrown on her. She raised her head and looked at the pale and heartless face behind the window.

"Aunt, you forgot that when I was six years old, you pushed me into the pool. The freezing cold water couldn't drown me, so what's the use of a few curses?" Yan Ting's tone was calm and almost gentle, as if he was chatting with a woman: "The pool is still there, aunt, do you want to go and see it?"

The woman's face turned pale instantly, and she trembled and said, "So you remember everything?!"

Yan Ting didn't say anything, his eyes as deep as a pool, looking at him quietly.

The woman was afraid to look into such eyes. His eyes were too calm, and even life and death could not shake his emotions in the slightest. This is a lunatic, just as lunatic as his mother.

The Xu family's prosperity that has lasted for nearly a hundred years will sooner or later be destroyed in his hands.

"No matter how much you hate the Xu family, you still have the blood of the Xu family in your bones." The woman stumbled to her feet and said, "Your denial and rejection are just a cover-up. Unless you die, you will always be the blood of the Xu family. You can't escape it."

"You always say that it's my mother who's crazy." Yan Ting's eyelids drooped slightly: "Who is crazy?"

"If I am crazy," he looked at this unmannerly woman, "it's because of the Xu family's dirty genes."

The woman laughed loudly, her laughter was uglier than crying: "Since you think the Xu family's genes are dirty, why don't you just die? If you die, won't it be over? As long as you are alive, your whole body is dirty. Even if everyone in the world dares not call you Mr. Xu, you can't get rid of the mark left by the Xu family in your genes!"

"So why don't you just die? Why don't you just die!" The woman went crazy again, banging on the car window: "Just die!"

The aunt and niece were separated by a car door, outside the luxurious yet cold villa. There was not the slightest warmth that should exist between family members, only indifference and hatred.

The night wind blew, and wisps of cold wind squeezed into the car, licking Yan Ting's pale cheeks wantonly.

"Aunt, it's late at night." Yan Ting was indifferent to the woman's curse: "If you are really worried about your husband, you can go in and accompany him." His eyes were serious, as if he was really considering the woman: "You two are deeply in love and don't want to be separated. I understand."

The woman's cursing stopped abruptly, she knew Yan Ting was serious.

"Since you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent..." Before Yan Ting could finish his words, the sound of his cell phone rang, breaking the solemnity in the air.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief, staggered a step, and barely managed to keep her balance.

Yan Ting was not interested in her embarrassed appearance. He pressed the answer button and a cheerful voice came from the other end.

"Tingting, I have good news to tell you, guess what it is?!"

"Won the prize?" Yan Ting leaned against the car window with one hand, tilted his head to glance at the woman with a swollen face, closed the car window, and raised his hand to signal the driver to drive the car into the gate.

"Think about it again, think about it again, and guess in a bigger direction." Li Zhao rolled over happily on the bed.

"Received a new script?"

"No." Li Zhao's laughter came from the other end of the phone. After a thud, Li Zhao's voice continued to be heard for a long time: "I was so happy just now that I fell under the bed."

"Let me tell you, the people who claimed to be from Strawberry Entertainment weren't liars." Li Zhao lay on the soft pillow, talking about the process of signing the contract with Strawberry Entertainment. "And the contract is only for three years. I got such a good thing."

"Gold will always shine." The car stopped in the garage. Yan Ting did not get out of the car. He leaned back in his chair and chatted with Li Zhao: "A big company is willing to offer so many favorable conditions to sign you. It shows that you are good enough."

"When has the entertainment industry ever lacked excellent people?" Li Zhao laughed: "It must be that I am starting to get lucky."

Li Zhao sat up hugging the pillow and said, "Tingting, you must have been a lucky doll in your previous life, otherwise how could you bring me so much good luck?"

Looking at the light from the car lights, Yan Ting was silent for a long time: "Children should not be superstitious."