The surroundings were quiet, the coldness around Fang Zhiyu became more and more obvious, the mobile phone on the low table suddenly vibrate, she took the mobile phone casually, and what appeared on the screen was a text message from an unfamiliar number.

[Miss Fang, I'm Zhang Junya, do you have time later? I want to meet with you and talk about the script. 】

Looking at the text on the text message, Fang Zhiyu's pupils shrank, but she didn't expect Zhang Junya to take the initiative to contact her.

Didn't she hide everything from herself before?

Forget it, don't want to.

Fang Zhiyu shook her little head and quickly set a location with Zhang Junya.

The two met in a café in a hidden alley, and Fang Zhiyu did not delay and quickly arrived at the location.

On the high chair, Zhang Junya should have been waiting for a long time.

As soon as she heard the footsteps, the little girl turned her head sharply, and the hand that had been stirring the coffee just now suddenly stopped.

Looks a little nervous.

At the door, Fang Zhiyu wore a capable high ponytail, the smooth back neck line lined with a slender swan neck, the aqua red suspender dress perfectly outlined Miaoman's figure, and the slender and fair-skinned long legs loomed between the skirts as she walked.

The aura is powerful and beautiful.

"I've been waiting. Fang Zhiyu greeted loudly.

The girl in front of her was very delicate and clean, and when they met for the second time, she was still a little restrained.

I saw that her eyes were slightly red, and she choked up: "No, I just arrived, and I want to thank you, if it weren't for you, I would ......"

Fang Zhiyu sighed slightly, took out a few tissues from the side and handed them to Zhang Junya, and said bluntly: "It's okay, I also have a purpose." ”

Zhang Junya snorted and shook her head, "I am willing to sell you the copyright of the script, and the price will be calculated according to 50% of what I said before, which will be regarded as a kind of reward for me." ”

"No, the price is calculated according to what was said before, I don't help you for this kind of thing, I have already made the contract, you can take a look, if you can, sign it directly." ”

Fang Zhiyu quickly took out a few pieces of paper from her bag and put them in front of Zhang Junya, but suddenly paused and looked at Zhang Junya, "But I'm curious, why are you suddenly willing to sell me the copyright?"

Zhang Junya smiled a little embarrassedly, "I called Mr. Xiao, and he said that you are my real benefactor." ”

It turned out to be Xiao Junchen......

Fang Zhiyu nodded thoughtfully, and when she raised her eyes, Zhang Junya's pen was about to fall on the paper, but she was interrupted by a sharp sarcasm.

"Yo, who should I be, it turned out to be Fang Zhiyu, how about it?

Fang Zhiyu frowned, and she didn't need to look up to guess who was speaking.

This yin and yang weird tone, who else is there besides Chen Kexin?

Raising her head and eyebrows, Fang Zhiyu looked like she should be, "Yes, are you jealous that I have a man to rely on?"

Chen Kexin raised her hand in annoyance, and her cardamom-colored fingertips almost poked the tip of Fang Zhiyu's nose.

"What do you have to be proud of, don't you just rely on yourself to have a good skin, you really think you are a certain character! ”

"I haven't grown anything for so many years except my age, and I'm so forgetful, I'm afraid I don't have Alzheimer's. ”

Fang Zhiyu sneered, "The man in your mouth is my legal husband in law, what is there for me to be ashamed of relying on my husband, haven't you been doing things in the name of your mother?"

Chen Kexin was not aware of his problem at all.

"So what, my mother and I were related by blood before, and the two of you are at most a contract, and when the two of you get divorced, you don't want to be trampled under my feet. ”

Fang Zhiyu couldn't help but sneer, obviously she was a dumper velvet and had the face to mock others here, she really couldn't see how many catties and taels she had.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for that day. ”

The contemptuous tone made Chen Kexin's fingers tremble slightly.

Before anyone could speak, Fang Zhiyu had already stood up and said slowly: "But I admit that sometimes you are really capable......

The smugness on Chen Kexin's face hadn't faded yet, so he heard her continue: "If I can't negotiate a contract, I will use my mother as a bargaining chip, even if I cultivate for another hundred years, I won't be able to reach the thickness of your city wall." ”

At this moment, even if Chen Kexin is stupid, she can understand the meaning of Fang Zhiyu's words.

The co-author is scolding her for being thick-skinned, how can she bear it.

"What do you mean, who do you say!"

Chen Kexin took two more steps forward, seeing that her fingers were about to touch Fang Zhiyu, Fang Zhiyu took a step back, slapped her palm on the table, and made a loud sound of "Peng".

The coffee on the table/spilled a little because of her movements, she didn't look at it, stared at Chen Kexin tightly, and her eyes swelled with anger.

"I'm not in the mood to argue with you right now, if I'm not mistaken, your mother should have scolded you a lot last night, right?

Chen Kexin was taken aback by her sudden burst of momentum, her body inadvertently took half a step back, and her outstretched fingers were all taken back by her tremblingly.

She was warned only yesterday that if she did it again, there was really no room for recovery.

She swallowed her saliva before she stiffened her neck and said, "It's as if I have time, let's see, the final winner must be me." ”

After speaking, Chen Kexin turned around and went straight to the private room on the second floor, and the small heels under his feet were stepped on hard, clattering on the wooden floor.

Fang Zhiyu sneered, and ran to her head again and again to provoke her, really thought she was some kind of soft persimmon that could be pinched casually?

If it weren't for the fact that there was still a contract that had not been signed, she would have to let Chen Kexin taste what it would be like to regret.

After the copyright issue is resolved, all that remains is the writing of the script.

Sending Zhang Junya away safely, Fang Zhiyu turned around and returned to the company and handed over the script she had just gotten to the editorial department.

Although the original plot is well written, many of the content is not suitable for TV broadcasting, and some revisions need to be made. It took a group of people to delete and revise for four or five days to finally write a third of the script, which is still a progress that has only been achieved by working overtime.

Although the progress was slow, Fang Zhiyu did not have any impatience.

As long as the final goal can be achieved, the waiting time is worth it.

At the end of a busy morning, Fang Zhiyu used her free time to flip through the news on the Internet.

As an investor, she needs to know the current market situation at all times, and only then can she grasp the right time.

When she saw one of the news pushes, Fang Zhiyu's face immediately sank, and the overly familiar content made her heart tremble.