Chapter 114: Boyfriend is not a decoration
Jin Siyang leaned back on the sofa, staring at Cen Nian quietly. She recounted the events of the past few days. Jin Siyang didn't want to spoil the fun. While praising her bravery, he raised an eyebrow and asked, "So, they all know you have a boyfriend?"
"Yes!" Cen Nian said frankly. She showed Jin Siyang her homework and results. "I'm awesome, right?"
"Yeah, that's impressive."
"Of course, but I've recently run into a problem." Cen Nian, who had been full of confidence, suddenly shrugged. "It's about Mr. Hejun's script. The investors withdrew their investment and invested elsewhere. Director Guo wants to shoot another script."
Jin Siyang's heart suddenly skipped a beat. She was as sad as when she couldn't perform in cheerleading.
"Why are you telling me now?"
"I'm afraid you'll worry."
Jin Siyang took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry, leave it to me."
Cen Nian shook his head. "No, I can't always rely on you for help. Besides, Director Guo gave me a chance to make amends. He asked me to have a good talk with the investors. You tell me, the script that the teacher and I wrote can't be that bad."
She had agreed to make money and pay back Uncle Jin's money. If she still needed Jin Siyang's help with this matter, she would really find it difficult to face him.
Jin Siyang fell unusually silent, not saying anything, just staring at her.
"Jin Siyang?" Cen Nian called out, but he didn't respond. Not knowing what was going on, she changed the subject, "Boyfriend?"
Jin Siyang had no choice but to compromise: "Nian, don't treat your boyfriend as a decoration."
Cen Nian sat up straight in an instant. She completely ignored the last sentence and focused all her attention on the name. "You, what did you call me?"
"Fool." Jin Siyang did not give a direct answer.
They video chatted for nearly two hours. Finally, Cen Nian couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep on the bed without hanging up the video.
Jin Siyang didn't wake her up, but just watched her sleep quietly. She looked very well-behaved while sleeping, humming from time to time, and her cheeks were round when facing the camera.
Want to pinch.
Jin Siyang just watched Cen Nian's tablet screen go black. He couldn't do anything about her. His girlfriend had her own world, and if he interfered too much, she would always be unhappy.
But Jin Siyang had a vague worry in his heart, he couldn't let Cen Nian solve this problem on his own.
He moved quickly, but when he subconsciously opened the drawer, he didn't see the passport that was supposed to be there.
Jin Siyang was stunned for two seconds, then called Si Man: "Mom, is my passport with you?"
Si Man was silent for a few seconds: "Si Yang, Mom and your grandpa have discussed it. You don't have to fly back home for this holiday. It's time-consuming and laborious to go back and forth. Our family will spend the New Year in the United States."
After hanging up the phone, he sat on the bed with his back teeth clenched tightly.
*
At the appointed time, Cen Nian dressed up and looked elegant and graceful. This dinner was related to the life and death of the script. The teacher was not in the country, so as one of the screenwriters, she naturally could not take it lightly.
It would be best if we could persuade Director Guo to change his mind.
She is not an insider in the circle, but she has heard a little about the various rules in the circle. Generally speaking, in this circle, connections are paramount.
They just met someone more powerful, so they had to put it on hold.
Cen Nian took a few breaths, knocked on the door and walked in with a smile on his face.
The expected scene did not appear. This box was very large and antique. The tables and chairs were all made of rosewood. There was a huge round table, and only a man was sitting in the main seat.
The man's coat was hanging on the side. He was wearing a white shirt with two buttons undone and a black vest on the outside, looking steady and casual.
He has handsome features, sharp sword-like eyebrows, and a pair of extremely sharp phoenix eyes, which hide a wealth of experience, as if he can see through people at a glance.
The man sat upright, and when he saw someone come in, he raised his eyes indifferently.
Cen Nian was stunned for half a second before coming to his senses and greeting her: "Hello, I'm Cen Nian, one of the screenwriters of Legend."
The man nodded: "Ms. Cen, please take a seat."
This is his home turf and he handled it with ease.
The man's ease was different from Jin Siyang's. If Jin Siyang showed the youthful spirit and the ambition to conquer the world, this man showed the momentum of holding power.
The man crossed his legs and smiled politely: "Let me introduce myself, I'm He Yuci."
"Hello, Mr. He."
Director Guo reminded her that Mr. He was the largest investor and the executive president of the He Group.
He Yuci was a gentleman at heart. He handed the menu to Cen Nian and said, "Miss Cen, please feel free to do as you please."
"Thank you, Mr. He, I would like to talk to you about the script."
He Yuci sat there calmly, refilling his tea. "As far as I know, the rest of your crew have already given up. Miss Cen, do you think your struggle still has meaning?"
Business people are indeed sharp and direct in their words. Cen Nian slowed down and looked at him seriously: "Mr. He, it makes sense, and you also gave us an opportunity, didn't you?"
With such an identity, such a person is naturally very busy and cannot spare time, but he came here as agreed. Isn't this a kind of hope?
He Yuci suddenly smiled, his smile was very faint: "Three minutes, give me a reason not to withdraw the investment."
Cen Nian looked at him, her eyes inevitably flickering. He Yuci knew that she was nervous, but he was just watching Cen Nian's reaction closely.
What is most important to a businessman? First, profit, and second, reputation.
"Two minutes left."
Cen Nian was silent for a few seconds and then said: "Money and fame."
With Jun Qiu personally directing the show, and Guo as its director, Legend can be profitable as a serious drama. If it really takes off, it will also gain considerable fame. This is what investors value most.
He Yuci couldn't help but laugh, amused by her directness.
Cen Nian clutched the corner of his clothes and said, "Mr. He, please give us a chance. I believe the Legendary crew will not let the investors down."
"You are not a professional student, how can I trust you?"
In the literary and art circles, people attach great importance to professional training, which can be said to be passed down from generation to generation.
Cen Nian studied at Peking University. She was not majoring in literature or screenwriting. She was simply honored to become Jun Qiu's student because of her good writing skills.
Cen Nian took out the script she had prepared. She showed no sign of retreat or timidity. "Mr. He, this is the script I wrote. Please take a look."
“Although I’m not a professional student, I never stop learning, and I never slack off.”
He Yuci glanced at the script on the table and didn't pick it up for a long time. He raised his voice and said, "Cen Nian, am I old?"
"Ah?" Cen Nian looked up blankly. At this moment, her momentum seemed to have dissipated a little.
He Yuci stared at her confused eyes for several seconds before laughing: "I'm only 28 years old. If you keep calling me that, I'll think I'm over 50."
Cen Nian lowered his head in embarrassment: "Sorry, Mr. He."
After talking for nearly an hour, He Yuci didn't give in, nor did he refuse. His attitude was uncertain, and Cen Nian didn't dare to speculate. But before leaving, He Yuci asked her a question: "Why are you so persistent?"
Cen Nian knew she couldn't fool such a person, and she never thought of lying: "Mr. He, because I need money, if everything goes well, I can gain some fame based on my own strengths, which would be great."
In this way, she can make up for her shortcomings and become a better version of herself.
When it comes to love, she can't let Jin Siyang work hard alone.
Although she didn't say it, Cen Nian could feel Jin Siyang's recent fatigue, and she couldn't let him suffer alone.
He Yuci smiled. He looked at the girl in front of him and said something else: "I haven't really toured Peking University yet. If you don't mind, could you be my tour guide for half an hour someday?"
Cen Nian was both delighted and terrified: "Of course!"
"Cen Nian, see you next time."
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