At the same time, in the office on the top floor of the Shaw Group.

Xiao Junchen sat slightly lazily on the office chair in the middle, he put his hand on his head, closed his eyes and listened to the assistant's description, his long eyelashes were covered on it, and it was difficult to detect the change in his expression at the moment.

"Miss Fang found the hospital, but the bodyguards didn't let her in, and at this time, Chen Kexin actually appeared with Chen De at this time..."

Hearing this, Xiao Junchen suddenly opened his eyes, changed his sitting posture, and asked with interest, "Go on." ”

Chen Kexin seemed to want to remove Zhang's mother's treatment equipment, and Miss Fang whispered a few words to Chen Kexin, which made Chen Kexin furious. ”

Xiao Junchen's eyes lit up a little, then hooked the corners of his mouth, and said, "Continue to follow, talk to me if there is progress." “

Upon closer calculation, it seemed that she was about to come to him by then.

He picked up his phone and put it aside, his slender fingertips jumping across the screen.

In the hospital, Fang Zhiyu had just come out of the overcrowded elevator.

The phone vibrated a few times, attracting Fang Zhiyu's attention.

took out his mobile phone from his pocket, but saw a message from Xiao Junchen.

"Don't you want a script?"

"Please, I'll give it to you. ”

Fang Zhiyu raised the corners of her mouth, this man really knew her.

How can you miss such an opportunity? But not now......

After turning off the dialog box with Xiao Junchen, Fang Zhiyu clicked on the electronic version of the information sent by the assistant.

She dialed Zhang Junya's phone and leaned against the car door, her slender legs folded relaxedly, waiting for a response from the other end.

"Hey?" the woman's voice was a little hoarse, and she could feel her haggard through the earpiece, "May I ask what it is?"

"Hello, I am the president of Zhishan Entertainment, Fang Zhiyu. She explained her intentions directly, "Are you free now?" I want to see you." ”

"I just came out of Renhe Hospital. Fang Zhiyu looked up at the hospital, and there were still many people coming and going at this moment.

As soon as Zhang Junya heard this, she subconsciously linked her with her mother, and her heart was pulled up even more.

"Hospital?" Zhang Junya hesitated for a moment, but still did not refuse, "Location, I'll come over now." ”

Fang Zhiyu chose a café at random, and when she arrived, she had not seen any trace of Zhang Junya.

At this point, there are already quite a few people in the café. For the privacy of the next conversation, Fang Zhiyu specially asked the waiter for a private room.

Fang Zhiyu caught a glimpse of the curtain in the private room being lifted, and looked in the direction of her gaze, and a plainly dressed woman appeared in front of her.

She was wearing a pair of glasses, and the bag she was carrying was completely out of shape, and the leather was already worn.

The moment she saw Fang Zhiyu, she was a little nervous and didn't sit down for a long time.

But the beautiful face and perfect body of the woman in front of her were too eye-catching, and her eyes fell on her several times, and then quickly dodged away.

Fang Zhiyu stood up and stretched out her hand to signal her to sit opposite, "Hello, I'm Fang Zhiyu." ”

"It's Zhang Junya, right?"

She nodded, looked up at Fang Zhiyu for only a moment, and then looked away.

"I just got back from the hospital where your mother was. She stirred the coffee in her hand, "I learned a little bit about your mother and daughter." ”

"My mother, she ......" Zhang Junya raised her head suddenly, her eyes full of worry, "Is she okay?"

"I can't see it. Fang Zhiyu shook her head helplessly, "She is being watched now, is she too busy with work recently? I heard that you haven't been to see your aunt for many days." ”

The other side fell silent, and didn't even speak for a long time.

"Yes, I've had a lot of work on my hands lately. Zhang Junya endured, obviously there was something unspeakable.

"Speaking of which, Chen Kexin is your ......" Fang Zhiyu step-by-step, and the relationship between the two of them was mentioned in the information.

Zhang Junya is a screenwriter under Chen Kexin, she has extraordinary talents, but after so many years in the industry, she can only get her hands on the work "Dream Flowers", which must be a little boring.

In addition, Zhang Junya's life is hard, in order to make a living, she may do something that she has to do.

"Sort of my boss. She sniffled.

This seemed to be a little ambiguous, Fang Zhiyu frowned, and looked at Zhang Junya's eyes with a little more suspicion and attention.

"Is she good to you?" her eyes kept falling on her, and Zhang Junya's every move was clearly seen by her.

Zhang Junya only spit out one sentence lightly, "It's okay." ”

From beginning to end, she didn't look at Fang Zhiyu squarely, and she didn't dare to look directly at her.

"I saw the flowers in your dreams. Fang Zhiyu picked up the coffee cup in front of her and took a sip gently, "I admire your talent very much." ”

"I'm not beating around the bush, I want to work with you. Her purpose was very direct, and she felt that only in this way could she walk into Zhang Junya step by step, "But there is a question that I am very puzzled about, why are you so talented, and you only have a dream flower under your hand?"

This question poked Zhang Junya's sore spot, and she couldn't help biting her lip, looking very entangled.

"Have you ever done ghostwriting before?"

For a moment, Zhang Junya's expression changed slightly, she turned her face to the other side, and did not respond.

Her hand holding the cup was obviously using some force, her knuckles were bulging, her nails were sticking to the surface of the cup, she must have thought of something.

"The works you ghostwrote for others once set off a wave and were regarded as her masterpieces, right?"

After that, she paused, and continued: "Three Lives and Three Worlds, Dark Tide...... These works that are almost all over the country, are you really willing to be stolen by others?"

Her fingers made some more obvious movements, and the sound of nails sliding on the surface of the cup fell on Fang Zhiyu's ears, and she was almost sure that the conjecture in her mind was not wrong.

Over the years, Fang Zhiyu has not heard less gossip about Chen Kexin's screenwriters. When the organizer communicates with them, they always show a state of "one question and three don't know", and even the complex outline in the script can make mistakes.

When you think about it this way, it seems that all of this can be explained.

Because those are not their works at all.

"She uses these to suppress you and prevent you from gaining power?" Fang Zhiyu leaned forward slightly, and her speech gradually became faster, "I'm not wrong, right?"

The tears in Zhang Junya's eyes couldn't stop rolling, and the painful experiences of all these years gradually surfaced in her mind.

Her fingers gradually clenched, her face turned pale, and she almost pinched her fingers into the flesh, as a screenwriter, how could she be willing to endure such a shameful humiliation, but why should she resist......

Fang Zhiyu had been silently observing her expression, sighed lightly when she saw this, and then took out a business card from her bag and handed it to Zhang Junya.

"Don't be afraid. Fang Zhiyu slowed down her tone, now is the time when Zhang Junya needs comfort, since she has uncovered her scars, she naturally can't sit idly by, "The person in charge of Zhishan Entertainment, this is my contact information." ”

She held out her hand and pointed to her business card, "Please put it away, and if you need help, just look for me." ”

Fang Zhiyu paused and said quite solemnly, "I will do my best to help you." ”

Zhang Junya didn't respond, she still lowered her head, and the tears in her eyes were about to fall.

Fang Zhiyu looked down at the time, the meeting with Zhang Junya should not be too long, in case someone would find out, she picked up the handbag that was put aside.

Before leaving, Fang Zhiyu did not forget to repeat the sentence, "Remember, if you need it, just look for me." ”

Zhang Junya sat there, like a wooden man. She could feel the small gust of wind that Fang Zhiyu had brought by her, but she didn't dare to look directly at her back as she left.