My wife is in my arms

Chapter 542 Script Seven

A surge of anger filled Han Wei's chest.

That's something no human being should say. He took his pants off, but she, the director, didn't! It's just filming, and it's already obvious who got the better deal in the end.

Let's talk about "The Truman Show".

Han Wei spoke.

"..."

Zhang You, who had been running forward, stopped, then turned back under her gaze. When he appeared in front of her, he asked, "What do you want to eat?! Let's make it clear, we'll only talk about business, nothing else."

"What else do you think I could possibly want to talk to you about besides business?!"

Han Wei countered with a question.

Who knows?

Zhang You replied with a smile.

The two went into a breakfast shop. Zhang You ordered two pan-fried buns, a bowl of instant noodles, and a roast goose.

As usual, when Lin Bao'er treated him to a meal, Zhang You didn't stand on ceremony at all. Seeing Zhang You's attitude of treating her like a glutton, Han Wei didn't say anything. It was just breakfast, so let this guy eat whatever he wanted.

She kept it simple, ordering only a basket of char siu pastries and a bowl of noodles, and sat down to eat with him. While eating, Han Weiyi said, "I've finished reading 'The Truman Show.' It's very well written, no major problems, and minor issues can be adjusted when filming begins."

"So you mean my script is perfect!?"

After the roast goose was served, Zhang You dipped it in the special sauce and devoured a large piece.

“Zhang You, stop pretending in front of me. Truman can live in a fake world because it's created by human interests, but Jonathan Lee is a real person. You and I both know perfectly well why he chose not to come out, so we'd better be honest with each other.”

Han Wei spoke.

"It seems like we've already been honest with each other, haven't we?"

Zhang You laughed.

"..."

Han Wei's expression froze instantly.

She regretted calling out to him. Now, she'd paid for breakfast and been left speechless by his words, which, to make matters worse, were true. Seeing Han Wei's cold, murderous expression, Zhang You chuckled twice and said, "Alright, let's get to the point. What do you want from me? Let's make it clear first, don't ask about Li Zongsheng, because I've already said I am Li Zongsheng."

"Have you no shame?!"

Han Wei countered with a question.

"Whether you have any shame or not, I don't know. The only thing I know is that people have been saying this about you a lot lately. I think Lin Bao'er said it yesterday."

Zhang You replied with a smile.

"I'd like to meet with Jonathan Lee in person; I have a few questions to ask him about the script for 'The Truman Show'."

Han Wei stopped beating around the bush and spoke directly.

"Waiter, please pack it up."

Zhang You called over a waiter and packed up the food he had barely eaten. He couldn't continue chatting with Director Han at all; this woman's mind seemed to have been brainwashed by a pyramid scheme, and she had no clear judgment whatsoever.

Especially... Zhang You really despises her behavior. Although it's for filming, she's already done what she was supposed to do. Under these circumstances, why is she still thinking about Li Zongsheng? What is she trying to do?!
After taking a shower and getting dressed, knowing that he, as the victim, wouldn't dare to speak out, I pretended to be a clean person. But the key thing is that I still care about him. This is in private outside of work, and I still don't intend to let him go!

"Zhang You, Zhang You"

Han Wei called out twice, but Zhang You didn't come back, which made her a little annoyed.

Whenever this guy is asked to reveal any information about Jonathan Lee, he either chooses to keep quiet or says that Jonathan Lee is himself. Today, however, he changed his tactics and simply disappeared.

She wasn't thinking about anything else; her main concern was asking Jonathan Lee a few questions about the script for "The Truman Show." Firstly, if the wife didn't love Truman, why did she repeatedly mention wanting to have a child with him?

Of course, Han Wei also had her own judgment.

She thought it might be the actress playing Truman's wife who was trying to trap Truman in this huge film set.

Secondly, is Truman's life really just a bit of entertainment for viewers in their spare time?
Third, in Truman's world, everything he encounters is fake, and everyone he meets is an actor. That is, apart from himself, everyone's words and actions are scripted and guided by cue cards, except for Truman. So, could we think about it from another perspective, that is, apart from Truman, everyone else is the one being manipulated?

after that.

There is one last question.

Does the appearance of this script mean that the content it contains is the life that Jonathan Lee truly wants, such as a decent job, a wife who pretends to love him, not having to worry about material things and money, with everything happening around him developing in a direction that is in his favor, and parents who are willing to accompany him?

Everything seemed so perfect.

When these questions came to mind, Han Wei had a feeling that she had gotten closer to Jonathan Lee's heart, because of the script for "The Truman Show," she had empathized with him on certain issues.

Carrying the packed breakfast, Zhang You returned home.

The diva has already sent the future college student off to face the challenges, and Han Hui went along too. It's estimated that the two of them will go to the stadium to take a look later, which is something that singers must do before holding a concert.

Cheng Xiyao did not go with them.

now.

The woman was sitting in his yard, playing with the cheetah. This dog had really been spoiled; it wasn't like a normal mongrel anymore. It didn't bite strangers when they came to the house; instead, it wagged its tail and nudged its head towards them.

Seeing Zhang You return, Cheng Xiyao turned her head and glanced at him, then let out a cold snort. Zhang You tossed a pan-fried bun to the cheetah, and the dog became alert, sniffing the bun to make sure it smelled okay before eating it.

Zhang You kicked Cheng Xiyao.

"Try kicking me again!?"

Cheng Xiyao said angrily.

Zhang You kicked her again, and this time Cheng Xiyao couldn't stand it anymore. She stood up, about to get angry, when she saw Zhang You sit down on the stool, then open the takeout box and start eating roast goose right in front of Cheng Xiyao.

"This roast goose is perfect with cola."

Cheng Xiyao reminded her.

"Add two bottles of dichlorvos, that's the perfect match; after eating and drinking, you'll ascend to heaven."

Zhang You laughed.

"Young friend Zhang, how about we get along well? I know my mom pays my salary, so don't worry about me, let's leave each other alone."

It was probably because Zhang You had snapped her fingers that morning that Cheng Xiyao realized that when this guy got physical, he didn't care whether she was a woman or not. But thinking about it, it made sense.

If he really cared that she was a woman, this guy wouldn't have resorted to domestic violence against Jiang Yiren.

Even the most assertive woman is afraid of encountering a man like this. The key is that she was beaten up by this guy, and her mother didn't even stand by her side. So Cheng Xiyao decided to change her approach to keep her distance from Zhang You.

"Do you know why your mom made you my personal assistant?!"

Zhang You asked with a smile, and before Cheng Xiyao could answer, he gave his answer, saying, "Your mom noticed I haven't had an agent yet, so she's thinking of having you as my personal assistant first. Once you've built a good relationship with me and familiarized yourself with the business, she'll find a suitable opportunity to mention it. But to be honest... I don't think much of you. However, considering how good your mom is to my wife, I'll definitely give you a chance. Go to the garage and drive the car out. Don't make me say it twice."

Zhang You's thinking was very simple.

First, borrow money from Han Hui to invest in "The Truman Show". Once you make money, immediately drive Cheng Xiyao away.

Forget about personal relationships.

Those who achieve great things will not be entangled by personal relationships.

If it's useful, use it; if not, just leave it aside. You can always use it again someday if you remember it's still useful.

(End of this chapter)