I'm really good at this.

Chapter 50 I found you...

Lin Chuan couldn't help but retort, "Brother Hong, my family has been poor farmers for eighteen generations. Decades ago, my dad was just a miner... And even if he owns a company now, and it's quite large, what you're saying, you lackey, is still wrong! You can call me a capitalist if you want, but don't call me a lackey! Besides, I'm a legitimate member of the working class!"

They're the working class, aren't they?

Brother Hong's drama is so powerful that after it ends, he will either be sent to the Sahara to plant trees.

If he doesn't want to go, he'll have to find an excuse to continue lying low. However, to prevent him from "funding the enemy" with his own money again, Lin Chuan will most likely be stripped of his "privileges" as a rich second-generation.

This rich kid lost his money and could only work for Brother Hong's team, so he became a member of the working class.

Zhang Hong's expression softened considerably. He explained, "Sigh, A-Chuan, you understand me. I want to start my own team, not for the money! I just don't want to be at the mercy of others, I don't want to beg on my knees, I don't want to be slapped on the left cheek and then smilingly offer my right cheek to be slapped again."

Aside from the statement "it's not for the money," everything else is fine.

"Look at these guys' letters of intent," Zhang Hongyi pointed to the stack of documents, "What the hell's the difference between these and contracts of servitude?"

"Brother Hong, calm down. We won't agree, okay?" Lin Chuan quickly put on a smile and poured Zhang Hong a glass of water.

He truly lived up to his name as the lurking serpent; this was yet another of his battle plans.

If Brother Hong really agrees, then he can take this opportunity to have his father talk to those uncles about interfering more in the filming of the production, not only by inserting actors, but also by inserting a large number of built-in GGs!

This means Hong Ge's next drama will definitely be a critical flop!

This is his battle plan!

Unfortunately, it failed in its first installment.

Sigh, Brother Hong is still the same Brother Hong.

Even though they may have had their edges smoothed out and become more approachable, their inner artistic spirit and pride remain unchanged.

but......

Why does Hong keep winking at me?

Are you feeling unwell?

Lin Chuan suddenly realized.

What he should do now is to show more concern for Brother Hong and prevent him from starting to doubt himself!

"Brother Hong, are your eyes bothering you? I told you you've been working too hard filming and writing scripts every night! It's peak cold and flu season now, you need to rest well and drink plenty of hot water!"

Zhang Hong: "..."

Lin Chuan, you rich kid! Is that what I mean by winking at you?

I'm telling you to cooperate with me!

Lin Chuan continued with concern, "Brother Hong, what's wrong? You don't look well. Have you caught a cold? I told you to drink more hot water, but you wouldn't listen!"

Zhang Hong's mentality collapsed.

Lin Muqing, who had been quietly watching the commotion for a long time, put down her crossed legs and said disdainfully, "Alright, stop with the charade, it's ridiculous."

She looked at Zhang Hong: "You just wanted to know how the next project was going, right? We've got a result by now."

With a domineering smile, the long-haired, black-haired CEO said, "The other party has been impressed by your talent. They initially questioned whether there would be any problems with the drama changing from fantasy to modern times, but after I explained that it was because of insufficient funding, they didn't say anything more."

Actually, it was mainly her doing, after all, the 24-hour non-stop phone bombardment "brainwashing" made it hard for the other party to resist.

And there's another important reason...

"The other party's requirements are usually difficult for most teams to accept, so this is also an opportunity." Zhang Hong's image was reflected in Lin Muqing's clear eyes. "But with your talent, I'm sure you can overcome this problem."

Zhang Hong was confused: "What difficulties? Insufficient funding? Too much interference? Are the actors at the fortress being replaced by GG?"

"Neither, and it's hard to say. Tsk..." Lin Muqing bit her lip and said helplessly, "Anyway, the other party is the largest machinery manufacturing company in the country, the kind that can take on large national orders. This is also to promote their company. This matter is very important, with ample funding and generous compensation. You'll understand the specifics when we meet in half a month."

"Oh, that's all right now."

What Zhang Hong cared about most was money! Money!

Only when you become the boss do you realize how tough it is.

Even though there's no rent here—Lin Muqing bought the two-story building and included it in her investment funds.

But it costs money to support a bunch of freeloaders every day!

He doesn't know how long his 800,000 will last.

Boss?

The boss is just an empty shell!

Every day when he opens his eyes, he has to take care of the feeding, drinking, and relieving of a group of livestock. It's really tough!

But now that he has brought everyone up the mountain, he can't just abandon them, nor can he exploit them (for the time being).

Well, at least they'll only exploit their talent, not their wallets.

After all, Zhang Hong was once an ordinary office worker, so he certainly understood this.

People who were once exploited may change after becoming capitalists, but Zhang Hong will not.

They were a substitute, not simply a superior-subordinate relationship.

"Money...it's true that even a hero can be brought down by a penny."

I don't know when I'll be able to buy a house and a car.

I'm already 24. In my past life, I vaguely remember being 27 and still single. I can't let it be like that in this life.

As for "Clouds Falling into the Mortal World"...

What is that? Is it edible?

He won't think about the things he's sold.

Anyway, he won't get any of the money he makes later.

That's thirty million! He only got eight hundred thousand! It's his own fault for not having enough money to invest back then.

Moreover, I saw on the news during the day that this drama alone has earned Ji Xing over 100 million yuan in just the past two weeks! The subsequent profits are even more immeasurable!

Zhang Hong was so angry that he immediately shut down the news!

I can't just not watch it!

............

Just as Zhang Hong was in pain, "Clouds Fall into the Mortal World" reached its tenth episode.

This is also the last episode.

The first three episodes were so sweet they were almost unbearable!

The sweet story of a seemingly cold but actually warm-hearted superpowered young lady and a gentle and kind delivery guy made Gu Yan roll around on the carpet like a maggot while hugging a pillow.

This is so sweet!

Moreover, the thought of their reversed gender identities in their past life made her roll around even more happily.

Fortunately, because she rolled in a straight line, it went very smoothly, and the carpet didn't seem to mind.

Su Xiaoyue sat there hugging a cushion, but she kept a maternal smile on her face.

It's also possible that her natural physical condition makes it difficult for her to roll around on the carpet.

After rolling around for a while, Gu Yan rolled to Su Xiaoyue's legs, suddenly hugged her calf, and then looked up and said, "By the way, the actor who plays your 'Kameta Taro' brother in the credits is named Zhang Hong, and the director of 'Cloud Falls into the Mortal World' is also listed as Zhang Hong. Do you think it's possible that...?"

After all, the two share the same name, and one is an actor for the first time while the other is a director for the first time.

"It's 'Fang Bie,' not Kameda Taro." The long-haired, well-built girl retorted first, then thought for a moment before saying, "It shouldn't be the same person. He looks to be only in his twenties. A director who can make a TV series of the caliber of 'Clouds Falling into the Mortal World' can't be that young."

Su Xiaoyue didn't think much of it.

"oh oh."

Gu Yan responded and lay down on her side next to her best friend's feet, hugging a pillow, to continue watching the show.

But then the plot seemed to... start to go wrong.

Luo Xinchen would occasionally vomit blood.

Her face and lips began to turn pale and withered.

Even his hair had a few more strands of gray.

But she showed all of this behind Han Ziye's back. Later, she would use magic to turn her hair back to black and her complexion back to rosy.

And so, the story continues until the two get married.

On their wedding night, Luo Xinchen, dressed in a traditional phoenix-embroidered crown, leaned quietly against Han Ziye's chest.

Han Ziye gently embraced her, his face filled with tenderness where she couldn't see.

Yes, he had already guessed her situation.

I also took her to the hospital for a check-up under the pretext of needing one, but everything was normal.

He had no choice but to speak up several times, but in the end he held back.

Since she doesn't want me to know, she must have her reasons, and I won't ask her.

Perhaps this is another kind of gentleness.

And today, perhaps, is the day of farewell.

"Why me?"

This was a question that had troubled Han Ziye for a long time, and today, now, he finally asked it.

Luo Xinchen's face showed a rare tenderness: "Because you are you..."

Didn't she know that Han Ziye had guessed her physical condition?

of course I know.

It started recently when Han Ziye stopped letting her cook and started cooking for her instead.

It started when Han Ziye asked her where she wanted to go for fun.

It started when Han Ziye decisively resigned and stayed home with her all day.

From the moment Han Ziye stopped arguing with her...

But she wouldn't say it.

This is also a kind of gentleness in her.

The two of them maintained this subtle understanding and continued to get along.

But now, the time has come.

She didn't say anything, but simply held Han Ziye's hand around her waist and transferred all her true energy to him.

"Please live happily in my place, marry an ordinary woman and have children, but not one better than me, or I'll be jealous. I've waited for you for two thousand years, and now... I'm going to take a little revenge on you~"

Han Ziye just trembled and didn't say anything.

Soon, Luo Xinchen's black hair turned gray.

Her hands and her face also showed the characteristics of an old person.

But Han Ziye still hugged her from behind, holding her hand tightly.

"I will find a girl better than you to marry, and then have twins, a boy and a girl."

"Um."

"I will completely ruin your company and make all your hard work go to waste."

"Um."

"I'm not just looking for one girl better than you, I'm looking for seventy, eighty, or ninety."

"Um."

"I want......"

Han Ziye continued talking about revenge.

Luo Xinchen simply listened and responded to each sentence.

Then respond after a few sentences.

Then respond occasionally.

Then......

"I want you to live..." Han Ziye finally broke down in tears, holding the person in his arms tightly. "It's too much... You've been so good to me, how could I forget you and live alone..."

Having obtained Luo Xinchen's thousands of years of true essence, Han Ziye's mind suddenly became active, and his memories, which had been sealed for two thousand years, returned.

He thought of Luo Xinchen's words, "I've waited for you for two thousand years," and of a precious sword passed down from his ancestors, stained with dried blood.

That sword...

He buried Luo Xinchen, then rushed back to his hometown and found the sword.

"really!"

The blood on this sword is indeed Luo Xinchen's!

This is her old sword!

So, with his eyes closed and a serene smile on his face, Han Ziye plunged the sword into his chest.

When I opened my eyes again, it felt like a lifetime had passed.

On the willow-lined bank, he saw the figure of the woman disguised as a man, the one he longed for day and night.

He smiled.

"This time, it's my turn to protect you."

End.

In front of the TV, Gu Yan lay on her side on Su Xiaoyue's fleshy legs, her tears already soaking Su Xiaoyue's pajama bottoms.