Ji Juntao stared at the other person's desolate back for a moment before finally speaking, "Why are you doing this? Everything that's outdated will be banned. You've been in this industry for so long, don't you know that?"
Shang Yechu turned around and glanced at Ji Juntao.
Ji Juntao said helplessly, "I know Teacher Hu has been kind to you, so why don't you just take care of her in her old age? It's not like you can't afford to. Happiness Commercial Street is just a place you stayed for a few months, why are you so angry?"
Shang Yechu revealed a mocking expression: "If Tianding Entertainment poached me, and I prepared the breach of contract fee and the job-hopping contract before informing you of this, what would you think?"
Ji Juntao immediately jumped up and said, "How can these two things be compared? In your heart, being with me is not as good as sleeping on the ground in Xingfu Commercial Street?"
Shang Yechu retorted, "I've lived on Xingfu Commercial Street for eight months, and it's only been ten months since I signed with Qingping Entertainment. How can that be incomparable?"
No. Counting from his past life, Shang Yechu has known Xingfu Commercial Street for just as long as those old neighbors.
"Alright, alright, I won't argue with you." Ji Juntao waved his hand. "Arguing about these things is useless. Several TV series and movie scripts have come to you. I've reviewed them and think three are quite good. You're going to say goodbye to Teacher Hu now, right? Take a good look at these when you get back..."
"Get out!" Shang Yechu could no longer contain the anger simmering in her chest. "I don't want to talk to you today."
Ji Juntao nodded: "There are still seven hours left until the end of today. I will send you the script at midnight."
Shang Ye turned to leave, but Ji Juntao called out, "Close the door."
Bang!
Shang Yechu slammed the door shut, causing the fine dust on the ground to tremble.
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Aunt Cai drove quickly all the way to Xingfu Commercial Street.
The New Year is over, and Happiness Commercial Street has opened for business. The March wind is still a little chilly, blowing up the scattered red paper scraps on the ground and the red couplets on the doors, giving off a sense of things having changed since people left.
Shang Yechu was fully armed, wearing a mask and pulling the large hoodie over her head, which didn't seem out of place at this time of year.
Many of the shops along the street had closed. However, the shops of some of Shang Yechu's familiar old neighbors were still open.
Aunt Lu's mobile phone shop, Uncle Fan's general store, Uncle Ke and Aunt Meng's roast duck shop...
Walking, walking, we arrived.
The shutters of Guyue Bookstore were closed; Grandma Hu wasn't there.
Shang Yechu's heart sank.
Looking up, the faded old signboard of Guyue Bookstore came into view. It was even older, more dilapidated than when Shang Yechu first came here—that long-ago first time.
Shang Yechu almost saw a hallucination. One moment it was the scene of the obese girl standing timidly in front of the bookstore, the next it was the scene of the sallow-faced, ugly girl standing in front of the bookstore with longing and bewilderment. Then, a beautiful young woman walked out of the door, holding a green copy of "Leaves of Grass" in her arms.
The scene shifted, and finally, the person in front of the door became someone wearing a mask and with the hoodie pulled down over their head, making it impossible to see their face.
Shang Yechu stood at the door for a long time, so long that the shop owner across the street couldn't help but speak up: "Young man, this shop is closed! It's not open anymore! Go on!"
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