I don't trust my wife?

Yang Fan sat in the bus, chin on crutch, staring blankly at the bustling night of Jianghai City, but kept thinking about Zhao Xinlong's words in his mind.

No, I used to believe in my wife very much.

The money I have earned from writing screenplays over the years is enough to be millions, in addition to daily expenses and personal contacts, the remaining seven or eight hundred thousand yuan have been given to Xia Ruhua.

But Xia Ruhua didn't know where to spend all this money.

But even so, he never doubted Xia Ruhua.

And the two are very affectionate before and after marriage, and the family is harmonious and happy.

Since his sister-in-law Xia Ruyu told him on his birthday, her sister went to drink with someone.

He came angry, perhaps because of the grievances and contradictions accumulated over the years, which exploded together.

Then he rushed into the dinner and beat Xu Ning.

From that time on, his relationship with Xia Ruhua dropped to the freezing point.

After being imprisoned for more than two years, Xia Ruhua has never visited him.

Until two months ago, Xia Ruhua came to him with the divorce agreement and asked him to sign it.

I am not sick, nor is I narrow-minded, as long as a normal man encounters this kind of thing, I am afraid that he will suspect his wife of cheating.

Not to mention that since he was released from prison, Xia Ruhua has indeed done a lot of hateful things.

Can he not doubt it?

I have been squatting in prison for more than two years, and my heart is a little extreme, and I come out with anger.

But today, Zhao Xinlong's words suddenly woke him up.

can't go on like this, Xia Ruhua and herself are husband and wife, do you still have to doubt her?

Her wife has an obsession with her career, she wants to make money, and she makes a lot of money, but she is not satisfied.

To put it nicely, it is a strong sense of dedication, and to put it badly, it is a bit of money worship.

There's nothing wrong with worshipping money, as long as Xia Ruhua doesn't exchange her body for money, it's okay.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan wiped away the blurred tears in the corners of his eyes, took out his mobile phone and dialed his wife Xia Ruhua's mobile phone.

Toot toot...

The mobile phone rang for more than ten seconds before it was connected by Xia Ruhua.

"What? I have returned to Jianghai City, and I will not be on a business trip in the next few months, you can rest assured. ”

Xia Ruhua didn't wait for Yang Fan to speak, so she took the initiative to 'report the itinerary'

It's just that this report itinerary is somewhat angry and sarcastic.

She thought that Yang Fan called her, but she still asked about the itinerary.

Yang Fan was silent and did not speak for the first time.

Xia Ruhua saw Yang Fan's strange quietness, but she was a little uncomfortable.

"Why don't you speak?"

Xia Ruhua asked in surprise.

Yang Fan snorted with a sob, and said in a trembling voice: "Daughter-in-law, I was wrong." ”

"During this time, I was too willful to consider your thoughts."

"Got time? Let's go home tonight and have a meal. ”

Yang Fan's three sentences made Xia Ruhua not come back to her senses for a long time.

Yang Fan thought that the mobile phone was out of network.

At this time, Xia Ruhua spoke again, still in a cold tone, but if you listen carefully, you can hear the trill.

"I, okay, I'll go back as long as I can."

"Hmm."

Yang Fan hung up the phone and didn't say anything more.

The bus stopped at the entrance of the Chunfu community where Yang Fan was located, and after Yang Fan got off the bus, he went straight to the supermarket and bought a fish, half a catty of meat, eggs, vegetables and fruits.

For this purpose, I also bought a bouquet of flowers and two candles.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he and Xia Ruhua had a candlelight dinner.

Two and a half years in prison yourself, then at least three years.

It's been three years, and neither he nor Xia Ruhua have ever been romantic.

Yang Fan carried a few bags upstairs, opened the door with the key, and began to get busy without resting.

He spent more than 80 yuan for this dinner, and he had a ruthless blood.

This also made Yang Fan quite emotional, after selling a script in the past, he could get two or three hundred thousand.

At that time, there were at least thousands or tens of thousands of pieces of blood for a single outing.

Now it only cost more than eighty yuan, which is already considered hemorrhage.

After finishing four dishes, Yang Fan sat on the sofa tiredly.

It was already half past seven in the evening, and it was completely dark.

He took out his phone again, flipped through the address book, and flipped to the phone number of the remark that it was the boss.

Boss, of course, is not the kind of boss who mixes black.

is the title in the circle, the editor-in-chief in charge of his own script, the editor-in-chief of Sweet Orange Film and Television.

The three scripts he wrote before were all sold to Sweet Orange Film and Television.

Sweet Orange Film and Television is also in Donghai City.

With a deep breath, he gritted his teeth and pressed to dial.

I haven't been in touch for nearly three years, and this is the first time I contact the boss, and I am still a little apprehensive.

"Hey, who's that?"

The phone was dialed for a long time, and a man's voice came from inside.

"Boss, it's me, Yi'an."

Yang Fan exhaled deeply and opened his mouth in a trembling tone.

Suddenly, the sound of breathing over there was stagnant.

I don't know how long it took, but the boss's voice came from Yang Fan's ears again.

"When did you get out of prison?"

"It's been more than a week since I came out."

"You want me to continue to cast scripts?"

The boss's voice and tone were calm, not very excited, not very angry.

In business, there is an exchange of interests between the two.

There may have been some relationships before, but with Yang Fan being imprisoned, too many things have happened in the past three years.

There must be other excellent screenwriters in their hands.

Yang Fan's tone was a little humble and cautious.

"Boss, I, I want to ask, has the "Sweetheart of the Sea of Clouds" I wrote before been released?"

"Oh, it's been released, with 300 million views, what's wrong?"

"Before, we signed a sharing agreement, and I could share two percent of the proceeds, I don't know, this..."

Yang Fan asked tentatively, quite cautiously.

Five years ago, he wrote a play, a short play by a big heroine.

"Sweetheart in the Sea of Clouds" can also be seen from the name of what genre it is.

At that time, I signed a sharing agreement, and I had 2% of the revenue.

"If you don't talk about this, I'm going to look for you recently."

I saw that the boss's voice suddenly increased a lot, and his voice became thicker.

"Because you were in prison, this drama almost failed to be released, which caused a lot of losses to the company."

"So..."

Yang Fan's heart tightened, and he asked nervously: "So what?" ”

"Your earnings have already made up for the loss, not only that, but you also need to compensate the company for the loss of 100,000 yuan."

"Why?"

Yang Fan originally wanted to chat with the boss and discuss the quantity.

But with his words, Yang Fan couldn't sit still at all, jumped up from the sofa, and yelled.

"I'm not an employee of your company, I'm just a script writer, I signed a drama with you, why should I compensate for the losses caused?"

"Because there is a problem with your reputation and we have suffered losses, of course you have to compensate."

"Our contract is clearly written, Chapter 3, Article 9, if the reputation loss caused by Party A affects the rights and interests of Party B, Party B has the right to file compensation, including the right to litigate."

The boss's tone was still very cold, laying out the factual basis of the contract.

Yang Fan's brain buzzed big at once, and he crawled to the coffee table, opened the drawer, and found the contract for the script of "Sweetheart in the Sea of Clouds".

In the ninth article of the third chapter, I found this sentence.

He was dumbfounded, his face was so pale that he couldn't say a word.

"Yi'an, if you don't lose money, then we'll see you in court."

Yi'an is Yang Fan's stage name in the circle, and it is also a pen name.

"Yi'an? Feed? ”

"Don't try to delay time, our company's legal department is busy these days, and I will negotiate with you in a few days."

Yang Fan listened to the phone and hung up the phone, and he threw the phone on the coffee table in a daze.

Unexpectedly, I originally wanted to try to ask for some share rights, but I was told that I had to lose money.

100,000, if it was before, you can take it out.

What do you use to take it now? Where can I get it?

The whole body doesn't add up to two hundred...

He sat down under the sofa, originally wanting to have a candlelit dinner with his wife and apologize to his wife, but now he was in no mood.

Click...

At this moment, there was a sound of the door being unlocked.

Then, Xia Ruhua walked in in a suit.

"What's wrong with you?"

Xia Ruhua was immediately startled when she saw Yang Fan sitting on the ground.

Yang Fan looked up at Xia Ruhua in astonishment, reacted suddenly, ran to his wife excitedly, and took Xia Ruhua's hand.

"Ruhua, do you have any money?"

Xia Ruhua was taken aback by Yang Fan's appearance and took two steps back.

"How much do you want? What is it for? ”

"100,000, give me 100,000!"

Yang Fan was emotional and shouted.

Xia Ruhua looked at Yang Fan in surprise, then frowned and asked, "You, what do you want so much money for?" ”

"I..."

Yang Fan told Xia Ruhua the matter as it was, his eyes flushed.

His career just had some color, but God brought him such a big setback.

The little self-confidence and sanity that had just been built up were shattered again.

After Xia Ruhua listened to Yang Fan's words, her face immediately turned angry.

"So you asked me to come back for dinner and apologize to me because of this? Looking for me for money? ”

Xia Ruhua immediately misunderstood Yang Fan.

"No, no, I didn't!"

Yang Fan hurriedly shook his head frantically.

"I have something to do, so I'll go first."

Xia Ruhua stared at Yang Fan coldly, how could she dare to believe it?

How could a good person, such an excellent man, become this virtue after being imprisoned?

"No, like a flower, like a flower!"

Yang Fan looked at the back of Xia Ruhua, who resolutely left home, and he shouted twice.

But it didn't make Xia Ruhua turn around.

Yang Fan's brain was a little stagnant, and there was a white light in front of him, he was a little stupid.

"Ten... 100,000, where do I go? ”