Song Lu was initially worried that Zhuang Yan would be upset, but when he looked over, he saw that Zhuang Yan was squinting and watching the farce with a mocking gaze. He seemed to find Tang Jing's madness amusing.
Zhuang Chongming was also forced to come out of the study. Looking at his crazy wife and indifferent son, he couldn't help but examine himself and wonder if he had made mistakes all these years.
Zhuang Yan had watched enough of the play and called to Song Lu, "Let's go."
Tang Jing stopped screaming and said anxiously, "You're not allowed to leave! If you leave, what will happen to the Xia family? Who will marry Xia Wan? Husband, tie him up, lock him in the basement, and don't let him leave..."
Seeing that Zhuang Zhongming remained unmoved, Tang Jing rushed up and punched him: "Didn't you hear me? I told you to have someone tie him up. If he leaves, what will happen to the business we agreed on?"
This doesn't sound like something a madman would say.
"Zhuang Yan, you come back here right now! If you dare leave, I'll kill myself..."
Zhuang Yan sneered, "Then go ahead and die. Jump off a building, take sleeping pills, cut your wrists, drown, hang yourself. Die however you want. You can apologize to your daughter after you die..."
Zhuang Zhongming interrupted him sharply: "Zhuang Yan, that's enough!"
"Enough? What do you mean 'enough'? Her shouting about dying is just a threat to me, isn't it? She's used the same trick countless times over the years. She's not tired of it, but I'm tired of seeing it."
Zhuang Zhongming trembled violently. Was he afraid that Tang Jing would be traumatized and something bad would happen to her? No, he was afraid that more outsiders would find out about the Zhuang family's shameful secrets.
Tang Jing, swaying precariously, nestled against Zhuang Zhongming, as if she had found her pillar of support: "Husband, take all his cards. Don't give him a single penny. If he dares to leave here, let him starve to death out there!"
This time, Zhuang Yan said nothing, only sneered. That sarcastic look was more hurtful than any words. He left without looking back, leaving Tang Jing to shout in frustration.
In the end, even Zhuang Zhongming couldn't stand it anymore and cursed a few times, the noise seeming to lift the roof off.
Zhuang Yan walked out the door, looked up at the sky, and saw blue sky and white clouds, a clear sky that seemed to foreshadow a bright future for him.
Song Lu let out a breath and patted Zhuang Yan on the shoulder: "Don't be sad."
Which eye saw that he was sad? Zhuang Yan chuckled lightly: "I won't be sad about things that are completely unrelated to me."
“That’s true.” Song Lu’s expression was complicated. “It’s really not easy for you to grow up with these parents and in such an environment. I finally understand why you’re in such a hurry to leave this family.”
Zhuang Yan didn't want to talk much about the past; what's past is past, and people should look forward.
Song Lu had many questions he wanted to ask, such as what happened to his sister's death, and how he had never known Zhuang Yan had a sister in all the years he had known him.
But fearing to touch on Zhuang Yan's sore spot, Song Lu chose to remain silent.
"You and Xia Wan broke off your engagement, and now you've severed ties with the Zhuang family. So tell me, will these two families still have any business dealings?"
"That's their business and has nothing to do with me." In his previous life, the Zhuang family did overcome some difficulties with the help of the Xia family, but if it weren't for Zhuang Yan running around doing business and gaining the trust of his partners, the Zhuang family still wouldn't have made it to the end.
It's better to rely on yourself than on others. If you always depend on the help of others, you won't go far sooner or later.
Song Lü's thinking differed from Zhuang Yan's.
For example, how should Zhuang Yan live next? Will the Zhuang family and the Xia family target him and make it impossible for him to stay in Rongcheng?
Does Zhuang Yan still have any money on him?
Who will inherit all that wealth? Will they create a new one? Or will they adopt? In such a family, it's hard to say whether an adopted child will be a blessing or a curse.
“Zhuang Yan, we’re brothers, you’re my good buddy, tell me if you have any difficulties.”
"Then introduce me to a job."
Zhuang Yan looked very serious, and Song Lu thought he was really short of money, so he started racking his brains for any work he could assign to Zhuang Yan.
Zhuang Yan is capable and good-looking. Ordinary jobs are not good enough for such a young master, but good jobs are also easily blocked and targeted.
Song Lu scratched his head and said, "You know what, I actually have a high-paying job. I get 200,000 yuan as soon as I sign the contract, plus a share of the profits later. If it becomes popular, it'll be at least 1 million yuan." For many ordinary people, they only save 1 million yuan in their lifetime. This amount of money is enough for Zhuang Yan to get through this buffer period.
Zhuang Yan became interested: "What kind of job?"
"I recently helped a director friend draft some contracts. He's currently preparing for a variety show and is short-staffed..."
Song Lu explained it in detail, and Zhuang Yan became more and more familiar with it until he heard the name of the variety show and suddenly remembered it.
"Love on the Journey" is a slow-paced variety show about matchmaking, featuring three couples.
Featuring both ordinary people and celebrities, this variety show quickly became a hit and went viral at the time.
Too much time has passed for Zhuang Yan to remember clearly, but he does remember that there was a huge online uproar. After all, it was broadcast live, so all sorts of things went wrong, and even the smallest actions were magnified.
The people who participated in this show in their past lives were all outstanding individuals in their respective industries, naturally attracting attention. Compared to them, Zhuang Yan seemed quite ordinary.
"Give me the director's contact information, and I'll talk to him."
Song Lu was prepared for Zhuang Yan to refuse, but when he heard Zhuang Yan agree immediately, he was stunned for a moment before quickly saying, "Okay, given your situation, the director will definitely want you."
"How so?"
"You're very popular right now. Everyone on the internet is talking about you, even if it's not anything nice. But you bring your own audience, and if you go on a show and appear in front of the public, you might be able to clear your name."
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