Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

Just as Fan Bingbing was about to speak, Yang Che raised his hand to stop her, saying, "As long as this gets reported in the newspapers, even if it doesn't cause a sensation, Hunan TV has to give an explanation, even if it's just a verbal one. But even this insignificant verbal explanation carries more weight than your agency contract. Do you understand now?"

Fan Bingbing paused for a moment, then her eyes gradually brightened, and she nodded emphatically: "I understand. The director of the production team I'm in now is the scriptwriting director of Hunan TV. I'll talk to him."

Yang Che asked with some suspicion, "Tell me, what are you planning to say?"

Fan Bingbing pouted: "Hmm... I'll tell him about my situation first, then my needs, and then..."

"Alright, alright, nobody's going to listen to you patiently. You have to take the initiative from the start, understand?"

"Huh? What?"

Yang Che really wanted to pinch her cheek. Did she really not understand even an idiom?

He gritted his teeth and said, "What would the director's reaction be if you just told him that a friend of yours was going to report Hunan TV?"

"I see, hehe."

Fan Bingbing suddenly realized, and then burst into a silly grin.

Yang Che breathed a sigh of relief: "That's right, then you should sincerely state your difficulties and requests."

Fan Bingbing nodded, but her expression changed: "Then, what if our director and Director Ouyang have a conflict?"

Yang Che's expression froze, and he could no longer hold back. He raised his hand and tapped her on the forehead: "Who is Ouyang? Let's not even talk about him. If you were the boss, would you put someone you don't like in charge of the company's most important department?"

Fan Bingbing covered her forehead, biting her lip, somewhat bewildered, before nodding after two seconds.

"Understood."

Yang Che awkwardly looked away from the window and said, "Ahem, just chatting, huh? Think about it yourself, and then discuss it with your family."

Fan Bingbing looked at him, the corners of her mouth gradually turned up, and then she burst out laughing.

Yang Che looked at her upon hearing the sound, only to see her smiling back at him.

The two locked eyes.

Fan Bingbing said softly, "Thank you, you're a good person."

Yang Che broke down and said irritably, "Don't just randomly give out friend cards."

"what?"

"When a girl tells a boy, 'You're a good person,' her next line is, 'But we can't be together.'"

"Pfft, hahaha...you didn't even confess to me, uh..."

Fan Bingbing stopped abruptly at this point and quickly looked away, creating an awkward atmosphere.

Just three seconds later, the phone rang; it was Fan Bingbing calling.

She quickly answered, "Mom~...What? Who's pregnant?"

Yang Che raised an eyebrow. Oh, so it's this time.

Fan Bingbing glanced at Yang Che, and just as she stood up, she saw him point to a room. She smiled and nodded, then went inside and started chatting with her mother.

Her mother is pregnant; they just found out.

She understood her mother's thoughts, so she chatted happily for a while, and then brought up the matter of terminating the contract, as well as the method Yang Che mentioned.

Fan's mother on the other end of the phone was very surprised. This method was too insidious. Her daughter definitely didn't have the brains for it. But her daughter said that she came up with the idea after hearing the meaning of that line at a dinner party.

Fan's mother still didn't believe it, but she didn't press the matter. She simply said, "We can terminate the contract through legal channels. We still have some savings, and we can sell the house."

Fan Bingbing was very touched: "Mom~"

"You'll have to sign with a new company eventually. Mom thinks Mr. Jia from Pikachu King is very sincere, with 5 movies in 3 years."

Fan Bingbing said, "Mom, I won't sign with any company before 'My Sassy Girl' is released."

"You really think this movie is that good?"

"How could a role that even Zhao Yanzi would fight for be bad?"

"I hope you won't regret it this time."

Fan Bingbing hesitated for two seconds, then said that she had something to do and would talk to him later.

After hanging up the phone, Fan Bingbing didn't leave the conference room immediately. She stretched and let out a long breath.

She felt that Yang Che liked her.

Of course, many people have liked her since she was a child, but they are different.

Yang Che genuinely wanted to help her. Although his stated reason was that he didn't want her to cause trouble for "My Sassy Girl," she felt that he was helping her because he liked her.

The reason I think this way is not because of any sixth sense, nor because of the awkward eye contact just now, but because when I cried on the phone this morning, his tone immediately became gentle and comforting; and when I cried again on the road just now, the heartache in his eyes was evident.

Okay, her habitual way of comforting the little girl was seen as gentleness, and her feeling sorry for him when he was young was seen as feeling sorry for her...

It can only be said that the process was wrong, but the result was right.

Because Fan Bingbing was right, Yang Che did indeed like her.

Of course, this is Fan Bingbing, who is about to turn eighteen.

But if he openly or subtly reveals his feelings on the first meeting, even if Fan Bingbing has a good first impression of him, she might still feel disgusted.

Humans are just that complicated...

After taking another deep breath, Fan Bingbing put her phone in her pocket, rubbed her face, and walked out of the meeting room.

"Um, I'm leaving now."

Yang Che narrowed his eyes. Why was this girl acting all coy after answering her mother's phone call?

"I send you."

"Um."

At the door, Fan Bingbing looked at him and asked, "I terminated my contract and then joined your film crew. Aren't you afraid of being resented?"

Yang Che originally wanted to talk about the best contradictions and create some hype, but what came out of his mouth was: "Among the people in this world who make me compromise, there is no one I'm afraid of, only people I care about."

Fan Bingbing, who had just started walking up the stairs, felt her legs go weak when she heard this, and then she missed a step.

"what!"

A gasp of surprise!

Fan Bingbing did not fall. Yang Che reacted quickly, grabbing her left hand as her body swayed, and then pulled her to stop her from falling.

She didn't manage to hug him, because Fan Bingbing's other hand was already gripping the stair railing.

Just then, Qin Lan appeared at the corner of the stairs, frozen there like a statue.

For a moment, the three of them looked at each other, the atmosphere awkward.

Yang Che released his grip and looked at Fan Bingbing's foot: "Did you sprain it? You should move it around a bit."

Fan Bingbing stretched her ankle: "It's nothing, I just missed a step and got a fright, haha."

Yang Che then took a step forward and looked at Qin Lan: "Where are they?"

"It's in the back."

Yang Che nodded and handed her the key.

Qin Lan took it and stared intently at Fan Bingbing, who had already walked up to her: "Miss Fan, are you leaving? Goodbye."

Fan Bingbing raised an eyebrow and gave a soft hum: "Goodbye."

We passed each other by.

Yang Che, who was walking at the front, felt a mix of amusement, satisfaction, and displeasure when he heard the two women's increasingly cold tones.

This Qin Lan has gone a bit too far.

They walked out of the building in silence. Yang Che stopped and was about to turn around when Fan Bingbing bumped his forehead into his back.

"Oh dear, why did you suddenly stop?"

"That's called the guilty party accusing the innocent first."