"How is Auntie?"
"They just signed the guarantee, gave me some money, and sent me away," Ji Juntao complained. "These days, even hiring a housekeeper is such a hassle! Why don't these people know to do their job properly? They should mind their own business."
“I was planning to tell you after I finished dealing with this,” Ji Juntao continued, “but I didn’t expect you to be so well-informed. You even managed to get your hands on a marketing account with a few thousand followers. It’s okay, don’t worry. Every day there are hundreds of videos on Weibo marketing themselves as the parents, aunts, uncles, and great-uncles of some celebrity, but they’re nothing special. But that family is really something else. They’re served three meals a day and still not satisfied, they’re always causing trouble…”
Shang Yechu found it increasingly ridiculous. When she first saw that Weibo post that morning, she even considered taking the Shang family down with her and decided to make everything public. As for whether others would praise or criticize, condemn or honor her, she no longer wanted to consider it at all.
She treated it all like a hurricane, but in reality, it was just a few drops of urine from a sprinkler truck in a farce.
Shang Yechu suddenly felt that the torment and suffering she had endured during this period was utterly incomprehensible.
The world is in motion, and Shang Yechu has now put new wine in old bottles. Why assume that just because you were controlled by your family in your previous life, you're doomed to the same fate in this one?
Looking back now, those business people were nothing but a bunch of fools, clowns who didn't even understand basic marketing techniques! The power, constraints, and manipulation that made her despair were just illusions brought on by memories.
Shang Yechu suddenly spoke up: "Old Ji."
"how?"
"I want to go back to Hengshi," Shang Yechu said. "I want to see them."
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Upon landing in Hengshi, gazing at the familiar yet unfamiliar scenery, Shang Yechu couldn't help but feel somewhat lost.
Hengshi is not her home, nor are the capital or Xiatan. But whose home is Wencheng, her ancestral home?
Returning to Hengshi naturally required Luo Yao's consent. Although Luo Yao spoke softly and gently, he was not an easy person to talk to. Shang Yechu had to persuade him at length and promised to return to Xiatan within a week before she finally agreed.
Time was of the essence; Shang Yechu had no time for sentimentality. She needed to get to the company quickly and resolve the matter.
Although the merchants kept insisting they weren't after money, no one would believe them. Shang Yechu's mind raced. In any case, her current appearance was vastly different from before, and the merchants only had a few clues; they weren't entirely certain she was their daughter.
When you see them, just feign surprise and pretend you don't know them. Then complain to Ji Juntao in front of the merchants about how she believes the nonsense of just anyone. Finally, give them some money and send them away like beggars.
Could it be that Shang Hongxuan and Ji Ya, that couple, could force her to undergo a paternity test?
Shang Yechu had little recollection of her biological father. She only remembered him as a self-proclaimed cultured man, someone who valued his reputation and would surely flee the world after being so humiliated; as for Ji Ya, she…she…
Presumably, she wouldn't recognize Shang Yechu.
Shang Yechu made up her mind to act quickly. She couldn't leave things to Ji Juntao any longer. The company was now supporting a large number of people, and Ji Juntao couldn't afford to worry about her personal matters anymore.
The car roared to life. Shang Yechu tried to get closer to Aunt Cai: "Aunt Cai, it's been a long time since I've ridden in your car. Haven't you been racing lately?"
"I'm getting so bored without you around!" Aunt Cai said gruffly. "Xiao Ji said you'll be running around like this a lot more often in the future..."
The temperature in Hengshi was much lower than in Xiatan. After saying a few words, Aunt Cai immediately shut up as a cool breeze entered her mouth.
Bored in the car, Shang Yechu opened her phone, about to let everyone know she was about to arrive at Qingping Entertainment, when suddenly, WeChat beeped twice.
Ji Juntao still loves to check up on people.
Shang Yechu shook her head, reluctantly opened the message, and her gaze sharpened slightly.
The letter was not from Ji Juntao, but from Gu Wenhua, who was working on special effects in Tianhe City.
[Ye Chu, it's extremely urgent!]
Something's happened.
These two vague messages made Shang Yechu's eyelids twitch.
A rough cut of *Rules Street* has been completed, without color grading or sound mixing, and hastily submitted for censorship. There's no other way; horror films are strictly censored, and the earlier it's submitted, the sooner the problems are identified, and the easier it is to "correct" them. The Film Bureau also needs a holiday, and if it's not submitted before the holiday, the release of *Rules Street* will be even more distant.
Could it be that there was a problem with the submitted sample and it failed the review?
The rough cut is usually much longer than the final cut, making it easier to make changes even if there are problems. Gu Wenhua's "extreme urgency" is an exaggeration.
We can't let the whole film fail!
"It's still a long drive to Qingping Entertainment," Shang Yechu said hurriedly.
What happened?
Did you talk to President Ji about it?
Gu Wenhua replied:
【I forgot, I'll talk to President Ji about it later.】
Gu Wenhua typed "typing" for a while, seemingly feeling that these words couldn't be expressed in words. Finally, a video came through.
Shang Yechu quickly raised the barrier and connected the video call. Gu Wenhua's dark, thin face appeared on the screen, his expression anxious.
"Don't rush, tell me slowly." Shang Yechu rolled up the car window. "Is it about the review process?"
"No," Gu Wenhua said regretfully, "The review did pass. But, but..."
The official regulations of the Film Bureau stipulate that a response should be given within twenty working days. It is now the end of November, and the censorship of "Rules Street" has already been approved, which is considered fast for a regular film genre.
Shang Yechu breathed a sigh of relief: "Now that it's approved, why are you in such a hurry? The funding is gone again?"
"No!" Gu Wenhua said urgently, "Yes, yes... they want to use our movie to fill the Spring Festival slot!"
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