My wife is in my arms

Chapter 1312 Special Agent Three

The car was parked in front of a rather old high-rise apartment building.

Because there were no parking spaces available at that time, Yuan Hong said goodbye to Chen Anxi's parents after they got out of the car, and slowly made a U-turn in the passage between the two rows of cars so as not to affect the normal passage of the residents.

"What do you want to tell me!?"

After waving to his in-laws, Yuan Jianguo rolled down the car window. Once the window was closed and the car had driven out of the residential area, he couldn't help but ask.

I don't plan to get married.

Yuan Hong spoke directly.

"Yuan Hong, do you know what you're saying?!"

Yuan Jianguo immediately retorted angrily, "If An Xi's family heard this, they would definitely make a scene. Besides, now that they've given birth to your daughter, you don't want to get married. That's irresponsible!"

"I'm irresponsible!?"

As Yuan Hong drove, he chuckled self-deprecatingly and said, "Dad, how about this? You pay the 30 million for the house that Uncle Chen wants."

"I'll take it out..."

Yuan Jianguo was so angry he laughed. He retorted, "Even if you sold me and your mother, you wouldn't get thirty million."

"So you think I'm that rich? You and my mom make it sound so simple. The house will belong to me and Chen Anxi in the future. Given her family's situation, it's not clear who will ultimately own it."

Yuan Hong stated his thoughts directly, saying, "Anyway, I don't plan to go through with this marriage. I can't help at all. I'm exhausted from filming outside, and you're bothering me with trivial matters. Besides, Dad, have you thought about it? You want a 30 million house now, but what will you want in the future? People think I'm a nouveau riche and that making money is easy for me. Do you and Mom think that way too?"

"I know you're tired, but we really can't not get married."

Yuan Jianguo said in a deep voice.

"It has to be done, even if it's impossible."

Yuan Hong said seriously, "I'm already fed up with this family. Last year alone, I spent about five million on Chen Anxi's family. The money went out the window, but instead of getting some peace and quiet, they've gotten even worse. You saw it tonight, I'm not talking about Zhang You's matter, but right after the child was born, they're already bringing up marriage and housing."

"Hey"

If his son hadn't said anything, Yuan Jianguo wouldn't have thought there was anything wrong with it.

But hearing a word from her own son seemed to be a very big problem.

"Anyway, the situation is what it is. I divorced Zhang Yi, and half of my property was taken away. That's still considered good, at least Zhang Yi used to earn a lot of money. But Chen Anxi only earns 20,000 a month, and sometimes she doesn't even get that. If we divorce, your son will be in big trouble."

Yuan Hong didn't want to talk about these things with his father.

But if they don't say anything, his parents really don't realize how serious the problem is.

"If you don't get married, they definitely won't allow it."

Yuan Jianguo spoke up.

"Whether or not you allow it is not your concern. I'm telling you this so that you can help me talk to my mother these next few days and stop her from acting like Chen Anxi did something amazing just by giving me a daughter."

For some reason, Yuan Hong recalled Zhang You's words from not long ago.

In terms of ruthlessness and nonchalance, he was indeed inferior to Zhang You. Even Yuan Hong felt that if Zhang You were in his position, he would probably be able to deal with these kinds of troublesome issues in no time.

First, drag Chen Anxi into the room and beat her up.

If the father-in-law comes to pull him away, beat him up too; if the mother-in-law comes to pull him away, beat her up again… In short, it would be quick and surprisingly effective. But he simply couldn't do it.

However, Zhang You's words did give him a wake-up call. When others are unclear about their own position, he can help them to do so, so that they can clearly recognize who they really are.

After dropping his father off at home, Yuan Hong drove back to the apartment he and Chen Anxi were living in. He had just entered the walk-in closet to pack two sets of clothes for Chen Anxi into a bag to take to the hospital the next morning when his phone rang.

Take it out and take a look.

It was a message from Zhang You.

There is no information content, only a text document.

Yuan Hong knew that Zhang You had sent over the script.

Yuan Hong placed the bag on the living room sofa and went into the study. He didn't need the study at all while filming outside; it was usually used by Chen Anxi. Because she was a teacher, she had a printer in the study.

Yuan Hong printed out the script directly. As soon as the first page was printed, Yuan Hong took it out to look at it. He was really curious about the content of the script that Zhang You said was of high quality but he was not sure about.

Yuan Hong frowned upon seeing the movie title "The Spy".

This topic... he understood what Zhang You meant. The main issue was that this topic was particularly sensitive. If it was written too deeply, it would easily fail to pass censorship. If it wasn't deep enough, it wouldn't be very meaningful.

After the script was printed out, Yuan Hong opened the folder containing some of Chen Anxi's lesson preparation materials, took out the materials and put them aside, then put the script in.

After doing all this, Yuan Hong made a cup of instant coffee, placed it on the coffee table, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and then sat on the sofa to seriously read the script for "The Spy".

Zhang You said he looked much older tonight. How could he not?!
He took on several projects at the same time, and in order not to affect his work, he often relied on drinking instant coffee and smoking to stay awake. Originally, he didn't have much of a smoking habit, and he would smoke one or two cigarettes occasionally, and it was okay if he didn't smoke at all. But now he smokes about a pack of cigarettes a day, and sometimes that's not enough.

Gradually.

Yuan Hong's expression changed.

At first, I was somewhat taken aback, and then my expression gradually became serious.

He was so engrossed in writing about Hancheng that the cigarette between his index and middle fingers burned down to the butt. He only realized what had happened after getting burned and quickly stubbed it out in the ashtray on the coffee table. Then he picked up his coffee and took a couple of sips.

I watched it like that for about half an hour.

Without much hesitation, Yuan Hong took out his phone and called his agent, Brother Pang.

Even though he hadn't finished watching it, and had only read three or four pages, Yuan Hong already knew that this drama was extremely challenging for the actors, and could be said to be the most difficult drama he had ever worked on in the film and television industry.

Because it is so subtle, it requires the actors to deliver extremely nuanced performances.

The call is connected.

"Zhang You just sent me a script. I took a look, and it's very difficult to perform. Could you please free up my schedule after April? Besides that, I need to finish filming the rest of my scenes in this drama and then stay home to study the script carefully."

Yuan Hong spoke.

Opportunities may be given by others, but you also have to work hard yourself.

If his performance causes a decline in the quality of the film, even if Zhang You doesn't blame him, he will be embarrassed to accept scripts written by others and invest in films in the future.

"no problem"

Upon hearing the script written by Zhang You, Brother Pang agreed without the slightest hesitation, saying, "I'll talk to the company. You can stay home and focus on figuring out how to play the role well."

(End of this chapter)