Chapter 29 Chapter 29 Let’s go home and have dinner together
"Boss Lin said in the meeting yesterday that we're going to start a theatrical version of Lingdong. Please report on your progress."
Julie sent a notice in the small group to hold a small meeting, and when everyone arrived, she dropped a bomb. Song Zhihan and Becca looked at each other in surprise.
Koike reported calmly that she had already known about this matter after the meeting yesterday. Not only that, she also heard that Julie had argued with Mr. Lin at the meeting, which meant that it was very likely that she would be in charge of the movie version, which was a rare opportunity for her to stand out.
After hearing this, Julie nodded and looked at the remaining two people with a sharp gaze: "Song Zhihan, you go first."
"Alright. I've already wrapped up all the scenes leading up to Luo Qing's martyrdom. What remains is after her resurrection. We previously discussed and decided to stick to the original novel and not make any major changes. Right now, I'm mainly working on some side plots."
Lingdong is essentially a male-oriented novel. Even if Luo Qing’s role increases, it is still a drop in the bucket compared to the male lead, but Song Zhihan is already very satisfied. He is proud enough to have written Luo Qing perfectly.
Julie nodded and looked at Becca with a hint of disdain. "Don't tell me. The movie version has nothing to do with you. I guess Xiaochi will be responsible for the main plot, and Song Zhihan will write the love story. You can continue to proofread and improve it."
"Sister Julie, why didn't I know that I was responsible for the movie version?" Song Zhihan asked in confusion, and in his heart he cursed Julie for her disrespectful behavior.
Julie clicked her tongue twice, her expression exaggerated, and the big black mole followed closely and moved up and down. "You are so talented, it must be you who wrote it."
What's wrong with this old witch?
"Sister Julie, are you praising me or insulting me? I don't understand." Song Zhihan stared at her with a pair of eyes as sharp as torches.
"What's your attitude?" Julie curled her lips, rolled her eyes, and continued her outburst.
Generally speaking, people only question others' attitudes when they're wrong. Julie knew she was picking on them, but she felt unbalanced. Why, why did Song Zhihan achieve so much so easily? It's okay for her to slack off at work, but she also had such a strong personality. I've never seen a newcomer like her. She doesn't behave like she should.
Song Zhihan smiled innocently: "I will take the same attitude as you do."
In the blink of an eye, a war is about to break out.
Xiao Chi followed suit and said, "Alright, stop arguing. Zhihan, stop arguing with her all the time. Business is more important."
Compared to Julie who is blatantly bad, Xiaochi's way of smoothing things over is sometimes more annoying. Song Zhihan was so angry that his head was swelling, but he was finally persuaded back by the words that business was more important.
She told herself not to care about it and not to bring any emotions into work.
But I'm still very angry.
In contrast, Becca, who was looked down upon by Julie, did not have such great emotional fluctuations. She accepted her work arrangement calmly and had no objections from beginning to end.
When the meeting was over, Song Zhihan squeezed in with Becca and asked her quietly, "Aren't you angry when Sister Julie said that?"
Becca adjusted her glasses and answered seriously, "Actually, I'm a little angry."
Song Zhihan was even angrier than her: "Then why didn't you say it!"
"Um, I don't know what to say. I'll just be angry for a while, and it'll be fine after a while." Becca touched her cheek helplessly, her expression bewildered. She was the typical good-tempered girl, who had never done anything out of the ordinary since she was a child. She had taken countless classes, but not a single one that taught how to get angry.
"Becca, you must learn to get angry, otherwise others will see that you have a good temper and bully you. I want to ask you something, and you must tell me the truth. The Battle of Linggu was actually written by you, right?" Song Zhihan was very close to her, his mouth almost touching Becca's ear, and the two of them bit each other's ears as they walked.
Becca looked at her in surprise, "How did you know that?"
Song Zhihan gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, feeling frustrated. "I'm your own senior disciple, and the storyline of the Battle of Spirit Valley is completely different from Sister Xiaochi's usual style. I knew it was you who wrote it! Why didn't you say anything? Did you know that when we went to Yanbei to meet Master Qie, he personally said that the Battle of Spirit Valley was a stroke of genius? Are you willing to let someone else take credit for your hard work? You're making me so angry, baby."
She had discovered it a long time ago, but never mentioned it openly or asked Becca, because she always felt that inappropriate curiosity was an offense. Becca might have her own reasons for doing this, but today, Julie looked down on Becca in front of everyone in the screenwriter team at the meeting, and she really couldn't stand it.
Hearing Qia Da, a subtle emotion flashed across Becca's face.
"I know you're doing this for my own good. But I actually don't like direct conflicts with others. As long as it's not something too extreme, I think it's okay to endure it." People always desire what they lack. She and Song Zhihan are completely different people, so she admired Song Zhihan's frankness from the beginning. She always sticks to her principles, protecting herself and those around her. Once someone attacks her, she will fight back without mercy.
Song Zhihan was very crazy when she heard this. Becca was the first friend she knew with this kind of personality, and Becca had helped her so much. Seeing Becca being looked down upon, she felt so uncomfortable.
"Becaca, I've made up my mind. No matter who does this to you again, I'll be the first to curse back. Don't try to stop me then. Just watch me vent your anger for you."
Song Zhihan knew that this behavior was reckless, but for the sake of her friends, she was willing to be a warrior who charged forward without thinking.
The two of them returned to their workstations like conjoined twins, and a message was posted in the group chat that the snack stand downstairs had been complained about, saying that it affected the high-end atmosphere of the office building, and demanded that no more stalls be allowed from now on.
The first thing Song Zhihan thought of was the female boss who was doing business with her child. If she was not allowed to set up a stall, where would she go with her child?
Fortunately, there were people who shared the same idea as her, and the group was soon flooded with the news. Some agreed and some disagreed. Both sides insisted on their own opinions and could not reach a consensus. Finally, the property management company launched a voting invitation, and the one with the highest votes would be chosen.
Song Zhihan quickly informed Becca, Cheng Yang and others of the news, and asked Cheng Yang to use her good relationships to canvass for votes. Finally, he did not forget to tell Lin Jie about this.
Lin Jie was probably not busy at the moment and quickly replied to her message.
[Wait for me after work.] Song Zhihan asked on the spot, why was he waiting for him? He was not going to drag her to talk about the topic that she had not finished last time.
Just as I was debating whether to ask him, Lin Jie's next message arrived as expected.
【I will go home with you for lunch from now on. 】
1. Get up, go home, and eat.
These words are too ambiguous when put together.
Song Zhihan buried her head in the table, tossing and turning in her thoughts in worry. How should she face Lin Jie? This person was too special to her.
She couldn't completely rely on him like a younger sister, and she didn't dare to develop any feelings for him that went beyond the boundaries of siblings.
So annoying.
Why is Lin Jie my brother? Why do I like Lin Jie?
She didn't know how to reply until the end of the day, when Lin Jie passed by her workstation just in time, handing her a document with his lips moving slightly.
"I'll wait for you in the parking lot."
The feeling of being hinted at by her alone in public was no different from having an affair. Song Zhihan was so nervous that her toes were tapping the ground.
But she knew that she couldn't escape it no matter what.
Song Zhihan rarely hesitated. She put the things she needed to take into her bag one by one. She was so slow that Becca kept asking her why she hadn't left yet.
I have nothing to say and no one to confide in. How can I explain to others that I might be having an affair with my own brother?
Forget it, let’s not tell anyone about it and scare them.
Song Zhihan hugged herself distressedly and took the elevator downstairs with a sad face. She pressed the button for each floor, buying herself another ten minutes. Taking three steps at a time, she finally reached Lin Jie's car.
He didn't get in the car. He was holding his cell phone in one hand and talking on the phone. When Song Zhihan came over, his eyes were fixed on her.
"Yes, the version I sent you before..." He was on the phone while using his free hand to help Song Zhihan open the door. Song Zhihan wanted to hide in the back seat, but Lin Jie's eyes forced him to the passenger seat.
Why hadn't I noticed he was so overbearing before? Song Zhihan was puzzled. After sitting down, she faced the window and didn't dare turn her head. Anyway, Lin Jie had to make a phone call and had no time to pay attention to her.
Lin Jie got into the car, holding the phone in one hand, and then fastened his seat belt with quick movements.
"Okay, let's talk about it when we meet."
This was a sign that the call was about to end. Song Zhihan shrugged his shoulders and silently moved towards the window, trying to make himself invisible.
Lin Jie hung up the phone and glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. After realizing what he had done, he simply turned around and faced her directly: "Song Zhihan, is there anything on the car window worth looking at?"
"Haha, it's nothing, nothing. Are you done with your call?" Song Zhihan laughed dryly and moved a little bit towards this side.
"It's not over yet, but making phone calls while driving is illegal, and I abide by the law."
Did you know that having inappropriate thoughts about your own sister is extremely disrespectful? Song Zhihan wanted to get close to him and get his ass kicked, but didn't dare.
She thought of the small meeting today, and all her random thoughts disappeared for a moment. She hurriedly asked him: "Is Lingdong going to have a theater version?"
"Yes, the project has been launched." Lin Jie turned the steering wheel with both hands, observing the road conditions on both sides. He is really a serious person. Although he has ten years of driving experience, he still drives meticulously.
"Has the screenwriter been decided?"
There was a red light ahead, and the car slowly stopped. Lin Jie took the time to answer her question: "The current decision is that Julie will write the main storyline, and you will write the emotional part."
It turned out to be Julie and her?
Song Zhihan was a little surprised: "Didn't you say that you had a conflict with Sister Zhu Li? And last time in Yanbei, Qie Da specifically praised Sister Xiao Chi, so why didn't Sister Xiao Chi write it?"
Lin Jie remained noncommittal: "Julie and I do have some disagreements, but that doesn't affect my opinion of her work ability. As for Xiaochi..."
He left a meaningful expression, and Song Zhihan understood instantly.
Did Lin Jie also know that Xiao Chi had asked Beika to write for him? When did he find out?
Lin Jie didn't miss any of the wonderful expressions on her face. He said firmly, "You know."
"You know it too. When did you know it? Why didn't you say it out loud?"
No one said it openly, but they all knew what they were talking about. This strange tacit understanding made Song Zhihan feel guilty. Sharing a secret with each other was the most secretly satisfying thing during the ambiguous period.
The traffic light changed. Lin Jie started the car and looked ahead. "I knew it after reading the script for the Battle of Linggu. Becca and Xiaochi didn't mention it, so why should I? I'm the decision maker, and the only thing I care about is the final script."
Song Zhihan felt conflicted. Since they said they only cared about the results, why not just let Xiaochi write the movie in name only? Why did they choose Julie? How could Lin Jie's words be so different from his actions?
"Is the progress so rushed to cope with Yue Ru Gou's impact?"
"You didn't say...you have confidence in the spirit movement."
Song Zhihan spoke in a muffled voice, with a hint of melancholy in his questioning.
"Yes, I have enough confidence in our work and our team, but the timing chosen by Yue Rugou is really perfect. I don't want to see Lingdong, who could have stood higher, being pulled down halfway. We created the stars together, and seeing it become the brightest is the vision of each of us."
Song Zhihan also felt that Lingdong was the result of everyone's hard work. For her, she could see it just from Luo Qing. She had to revise a plot of a hundred words over and over again, not to mention Lin Jie, the person who had an overall plan. He must want Lingdong to succeed more than anyone else.
Lingdong is the first outstanding child cultivated by their small company. They poured all their efforts into it just to give it a good result, not only for Lingdong, but also for themselves.
"Lin Jie, I believe you." Song Zhihan no longer avoided him, her eyes were firm. She believed in Lin Jie and that he could do anything.
Lin Jie's throat felt a little dry and itchy, and there was an indescribable strange feeling in his chest. Being trusted was commonplace for him. He was confident that he could satisfy the trust of his family and colleagues.
But when facing Song Zhihan, he always had question marks in his mind, and he felt a sense of fear and nervousness.
Afraid of disappointing her, afraid of losing her, and even more afraid of her being disappointed in him.
He prides himself on being able to plan everything, except for Song Zhihan, who often makes him lose his composure.
The car drove steadily and slowly stopped in front of a dilapidated residential area.
When they returned home, the children had just finished their meal and were resting. The four little kids saw the two of them coming back together and surrounded them.
Xiaotuanzi said, "Are you guys off work?"
Song Zhihan rubbed her head: "Baby is so smart."
Little Dumpling was shy: "Because my parents are like that, they go home together after work."
Song Zhihan wanted to take back his praise, kid, you are a little too associative.
Lin Jie stood straight, raised his hand to wipe the rice grains from Shushu's mouth, and then easily straightened the collar of another child.
The two children looked at him with admiration and shouted that they loved Brother Lin Jie the most.
He's always been incredibly popular with these kids. He exudes a cool, unapproachable aura, yet they're so drawn to him. The boss lady's sweet boy was just as charming last time; he calmed down once he hugged him.
Song Zhihan poked Shushu's dimple and asked him, "Why do you like Brother Lin Jie the most? He speaks so harshly."
While speaking, Song Zhihan looked up at him with a look of grievance and dissatisfaction in her eyes, as if she was complaining. She was using Shushu's mouth to vent her dissatisfaction with Lin Jie's fierceness.
Lin Jie could see through this little trick, and he quickly fooled the children away. He sat alone with Song Zhihan, looking a little helpless: "How am I mean?"
Song Zhihan snorted heavily and lowered his voice to imitate him: "Song Zhihan, if you can't write well, get out!"
"Did I use such harsh words?" He clearly remembered that he was gently advising her to change her career.
Song Zhihan acted like a rogue, refusing to let go of the matter. "Yes, you are very fierce. You spoke harshly to me. I didn't dare to talk to you at first. No wonder they called you a demon."
"Oh? Who are they?" Lin Jie raised his eyelids, and the corners of his eyes curved slightly, as if he was smiling, but it made people shudder.
Song Zhihan covered his mouth: "I didn't say anything."
This time Lin Jie really laughed, a very soft laugh, hiding a light joy.
"Then don't be so harsh when talking to me next time. You can be a little gentler." She put her thumb and index finger together, and raised the remaining three fingers, and made a gesture to Lin Jie.
She often did some silly yet cute things, and Lin Jie subconsciously turned his head away to hide the smile on his lips.
"Okay, I understand."
"You know?" Song Zhihan imitated him, his previous behavior, with the last word raised high, his tone full of doubt.
"...I'll change."
This familiar scene made Song Zhihan burst out laughing. It's a matter of course, Lin Jie, you have come to this day.
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