Chapter 984: Silence
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Shen Fanxing hung up and sent a message to Ou Ximing and Lan Qianqian.
“Come to Ping Cheng immediately.”
Ou Ximing said, “Okay.”
Lan Xianxian replied, “Yes!”
Then, Shen Fanxing gave a faint smile.
Without competitors, how could her company grow rapidly?
Trying to suppress her?
She didn’t mind swallowing an elephant.
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Hua Tian Entertainment Office.
“Did she find anyone new today?” asked Yuan Sichun as she looked at the news of Shen Fanxing being surrounded by reporters.
That calm and confident look was an eyesore to her.
The secretary said, “No, I went to the film studio. When I came out, I only had the script that you threw in the trash can.”
Yuan Sichun frowned and smiled sarcastically.
“She’s interested in that script?”
The secretary shook her head and said, “I don’t think so. When she heard that it was about the Qing Palace, she lost interest.”
Yuan Sichun also understood.
“The entire film studio didn’t take a fancy to that script. The theme of the Qing Palace is too complicated.”
The secretary nodded in agreement. “Yes.”
Yuan Sichun smiled in satisfaction.
“It’s all superficial.”
She opened her computer and took a look.
The top searches were all about Zhao Zimo and Liang Chenyi.
With Zhao Zimo’s meteoric rise and Liang Chenyi’s fame in the fashion industry, Zhao Zimo’s airport show would be held after their wedding.
She was wearing a unique cheongsam, and a few exquisite pictures looked like a fashion blockbuster. Especially the details on the cheongsam, the knot and buckle, and the exquisite embroidery made many people ask about the brand and origin of the cheongsam she was wearing.
Yuan Sichun smiled. The effect was excellent.
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In the group chat, Bo Jinchuan had missed the time when Shen Fanxing was online. When he appeared, only a few people in the group surrounded him. After waiting for a long time, Shen Fanxing didn’t appear, so he stopped talking.
Shang Qiqi: “Is it really good to be so obvious?”
Shang Qingmo: [It’s alright.]
Yin Ruijue said, “Brother Bo, if you continue to value your lover over your friend, you’ll lose me.”
[You have been removed from the group chat.]
Yin Ruijue stared at the gray text and was stunned for a moment before he reacted. He hurriedly typed a few lines, but the message failed.
“F*ck! He actually kicked me out?!”
Shang Qiqi: “Hahaha, Yin Ruijue is so pitiful. He lost all of us.”
Not long after, “Yin Ruijue entered the group chat by scanning the QR code.”
After that, Yin Ruijue was teased by a few people before the group fell silent.
Shen Fanxing scrolled through her messages and pondered for a while. Then, she found Li Tingshen’s account and sent a private message.
[Where are you now?]
After a long while, Li Tingshen replied, “Yes, what’s the matter?”
[I want to film a drama. Help me introduce a few directors.]
Li Tingshen: “What drama?”
[The Palace of Qing.]
Li Tingshen: […]
Shen Fanxing seemed to have expected such a speechless reply. “I’m serious, please take it seriously.”
Li Tingshen: “I’ll take note.”
Shen Fanxing replied, “Thank you in advance. I’ll treat you to a meal when I have time.”
Tang Yazhe arrived at Stars International as soon as possible. As he had informed the main station beforehand, he arrived at the top floor unimpeded.
“President Shen, Screenwriter Tang is here.”
Shen Fanxing was looking at the documents on the computer. She gave a faint grunt before shifting her gaze away.
The secretary led her out. When Shen Fanxing looked up, she saw a man she didn’t know standing in her office.
Dressed in a gray checkered suit, he had fair skin and handsome features. His long hair was tied behind his head, and he looked like a gentleman.
“You are?” asked Shen Fanxing as she sized him up.
However, she came to a realization.
The man smiled and said, “Hello, CEO Shen. I’m Tang Yazhe.”
Shen Fanxing nodded and looked at the familiar outline. She chuckled and stood up.
It seemed that every sloppy man had potential.
She signed the contract immediately.
Shen Fanxing heaved a sigh of relief. Once the copyright was signed, the script would belong to her.
“Then, CEO Shen, I’ll start recruiting actors for the audition now.” Tang Yazhe couldn’t wait.
Shen Fanxing raised her hand to stop him. “You can tell me the ideal actor for every important role in the script first. After the director takes over, let them audition first. Since I’ve decided to take over this drama, I’ve never thought of being particular. Don’t neglect the most important process just because you’re anxious to get the results.”
Tang Yazhe paused for a few seconds before nodding. “Sorry, I was too anxious.”
“Many people have different tastes now, but their standards are generally higher. The stylist needs to design the style and the costumes for the drama. I have to strive for perfection and be different from the rest. The filming still needs a lot of time. You can do the rest first, but don’t make a fuss. For now.”
Tang Yazhe paused and looked at Shen Fanxing. He felt a sense of confidence and trust from her.
Although he didn’t know what she was thinking, he nodded.
“Got it.”
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When it was almost time to get off work, Bo Jinchuan summoned Shen Fanxing.
Shen Fanxing drove to the Bo Consortium. Yu Song was already waiting for her downstairs. They reached Bo Jinchuan’s office smoothly.
When she entered, Bo Jinchuan was handling some documents. Yu Song closed the door silently and left.
Shen Fanxing stood at the door for a while before smiling helplessly at Bo Jinchuan.
Recently, the two of them had been busy. However, Bo Jinchuan wanted to take a break sometimes, but she rejected him.
Her attitude had been tense these few days.
She walked behind him and placed her hand gently on his shoulder, squeezing it.
Bo Jinchuan continued reading the document without looking up.
She bent down slightly and looked at the document in his hand. “Why did you suddenly call me here?”
He signed the document in his hand and put it aside.
“Let’s go back to the Bo residence tonight. Grandpa wants us to go back for dinner.”
“Oh,” replied Shen Fanxing before asking in confusion,
“Why did you suddenly ask me to go home for dinner?”
Bo Jinchuan frowned slightly. It was indeed sudden.
“I’m not sure. Let’s go back and take a look.”
Shen Fanxing had a few guesses. “No one is celebrating their birthday today, right?”
Bo Jinchuan thought for a while before shaking his head. He took out another document.
“No.”
“Fine.”
After a few simple sentences, the office fell silent.