The villain must spend all his money before he goes bankrupt [Transmigration Book]

I thought that vegetable juice was already the most anti-human thing in the world, but I didn't expect Mr. Jiang to bring him new surprises every time.

If the vegetable juice is simply unpalatable, then the taste of Chinese medicine, especially the boiled Chinese medicine, is simply amazing.

When Ye Zhou was holding the bowl, he was already thinking that he might really have misunderstood Mr. Jiang.

Like Mr. Jiang, a spotless and pure flower from the kaolin, with all kinds of emotions and six desires?nonexistent.

I must have misunderstood him in the hospital before, how could Mr. Jiang have desires for him, just kidding!There is only a pure father-son relationship between the two, how could he want to sleep with his father? !

I silently spurned myself in my heart, how could I have such thoughts, it's too dirty, too shameful, too insane!

Unwilling to give up, Ye Zhou wanted to struggle again, but before he could say anything, he looked at Mr. Shangjiang with a half-smile in his eyes.After getting along for so long, how can he not know that this means that it is not negotiable.

Shut up resolutely, tested that the temperature was within an acceptable range, picked up the bowl, held my breath and filled it all in my mouth.

Although he had prepared himself mentally, when the strong bitter taste really spread in his mouth, Ye Zhou still grinned bitterly, and even felt a little nauseous.

But before he bent down, a hand stuffed something into Ye Zhou's mouth one step ahead of him.

Ye Zhou subconsciously wanted to spit it out, but he soon felt the sweet and sour taste quickly suppressed the bitterness. He bit it and found that it was actually a plum.

"Brother Jiang, when did you buy it?" He remembered that he had never bought such a snack at home.

Jiang Tingyuan patted him on the head, "It's time to prescribe the medicine."

Ye Zhou choked, glanced at the wall clock on the wall, coughed lightly and said, "Well, Brother Jiang, I made an appointment with screenwriter Song to change the script today. It's almost time, so I'm leaving first."

Jiang Tingyuan saw that he wanted to run away, so he didn't stop him, just said: "Let the driver take you."

"Hey, thank you Brother Jiang!" Ye Zhou smiled openly.

When Ye Zhou arrived near Song Qifan's house, he was 15 minutes earlier than the agreed time. He wandered among the old-fashioned residential buildings like a maze for a long time, but he couldn't find the building Song Qifan mentioned.

Reluctantly, he could only call him, and after a while, he saw Song Qifan's figure running towards his position from far to near.

Maybe it was because he ran so fast that Song Qifan was panting heavily before he could speak, his delicate face was a little red from the strenuous exercise.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, our place is quite chaotic, I should come down to pick you up." Song Qifan apologized to Ye Zhou with guilt and anxiety on his face.

Ye Zhou shook his head: "It's okay, it's because I don't have a good sense of direction."

Song Qifan smiled shyly, took Ye Zhou to shuttle between the buildings, walked for about 10 minutes, and stopped in front of one of the residential buildings.

He looked a little embarrassed, and said to Ye Zhou: "The environment here is not very good, why don't you wait for me downstairs for a while, let's go to the coffee shop to talk."

How could Ye Zhou not understand what he meant, so he smiled immediately: "Senior, you are too out of touch, what's the trouble with this, the place I lived in before is much worse than here, it's okay."

What he said was not nonsense. Ye Zhou had just worked for two years in his previous life. He was very poor and open-minded. After leaving the school dormitory, he lived in the basement for a long time to save money.

It's the kind of place that doesn't even have a window, and the whole room is less than ten square meters. It's dirty and messy, cool and humid, and it's hard to dry clothes in the air.

Even this kind of old-fashioned residential building was moved in by Ye Zhou after working for a while, so for him, there was really nothing unacceptable to Song Qifan here.

Hearing what he said, Song Qifan's tense nerves finally relaxed a little, and he took Ye Zhou up to the fourth floor.

This old-fashioned residential building has three households on one floor, and Song Qifan rented the middle room. When he opened the door with the key, there was a sound of footsteps upstairs, and someone was coming downstairs with a bag of garbage.

Ye Zhou raised his head when he heard the sound, and when he saw the man's face clearly, he was stunned.

Song Qifan opened the door halfway, and heard the movement behind him, turned his head to see the person coming, smiled immediately, and greeted the person: "Morning, Xiao Xiao, why did you wake up so early today?"

The man's eyelids were half closed, his face was still obviously sleepy, his pajamas were wrinkled, his hair was a little messy, he looked like he had just woken up not long ago.

Hearing Song Qifan's voice, he raised his eyelids and said, "Morning Brother Song, I have something to do today..."

In the middle of speaking, when he saw Ye Zhou standing beside Song Qifan, the man's voice stopped abruptly.

Silence, long silence, the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

Song Qifan was keenly aware that the atmosphere was not right, and just about to say something to ease the atmosphere, when he introduced the two of them, Qi Xiao had already left quickly.

When passing by Ye Zhou, I don't know whether it was accidental or deliberate, and bumped into him suddenly.

Ye Zhou clutched his bumped stomach, his whole body was not feeling well, he felt like he was about to vomit out the traditional Chinese medicine that he drank so hard in the morning.

Song Qifan immediately went to help him, his voice full of panic: "Director Ye, are you alright?"

Ye Zhou waved his hand, stood still for a while, finally suppressed the nausea, and said to Song Qifan, "Go in and talk."

Ignoring the episode when they entered the door, the two chatted very speculatively this morning.

Song Qifan used to be a shooter for people all the year round, and he is no longer a newcomer. He is incomparable in modifying the script, the effect the director needs, what kind of plot setting will make it look good, how to set up suspense, how to create a climax, and refine the characters. clear.

Ye Zhou didn't need to make any effort to communicate. Every time Ye Zhou just finished speaking his thoughts, Song Qifan could always follow his thoughts quickly, and sometimes the writing effect was even better than Ye Zhou expected.

"...It's ok, fix the last point and it will be usable, and the rest can be adjusted when the filming starts."

As Ye Zhou said, he picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of water, packed up his things briefly, and prepared to leave.

Song Qifan nodded, put away the notebook full of dense annotations, and looked at Ye Zhou with a hesitant expression.

Ye Zhou saw that his expression was always worried. He seemed to have something to say but didn't dare to say it. He thought it was a question about the script and asked, "Senior Song, do you have any other ideas?"

Song Qifan was stunned when he heard the words, knowing that Ye Zhou had misunderstood himself, he waved his hands again and again, "No, no, it has nothing to do with the script."

Ye Zhou was even more confused by what he said. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Hmm...is that about casting actors? The roles have not yet been decided. If you have a suitable candidate, you can recommend it to me."

"No, I trust your vision, you just choose according to what you see." Song Qifan was misunderstood, blushed, and explained while shaking his head.

He hesitated for a moment before saying: "Director Ye, the person who bumped into you this morning is also from our school. His name is Qi Xiao. He is usually a nice person. He may have been under a lot of pressure recently and was not very focused. He accidentally bumped into you." , I apologize to you on his behalf."

It's good that Song Qifan didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, Ye Zhou immediately thought of the sleepy young man in the morning, his face gradually coincided with the rebellious young man in the bathroom of the auction a long time ago.

Then it was none other than the ex-boyfriend who was only mentioned in the book once or twice, who didn't even deserve to have a name.

Yes, throughout the novel, this person is called by the former boyfriend of the original body, and his name is not mentioned until the end of the full text.

Probably because the meaning of the existence of the original body is to promote the plot, most of his memories are related to the plot, and the memories that have nothing to do with the plot seem to be deliberately downplayed, so that even the memory of the original body rarely has this previous the presence of a boyfriend.

If Song Qifan hadn't mentioned it just now, Ye Zhou might not have known the young man's name until now.

Ye Zhou withdrew his thoughts, smiled at Song Qifan, and said, "I don't care about small things."

Song Qifan saw that his expression was indeed not angry, half of his heart was relieved, and his expression relaxed a lot.

"Xiao Xiao is also a very talented screenwriter. He..." At this point, his voice paused slightly, and he spoke again after summarizing his words, "It's actually not easy for him."

When Song Qifan said this, he was actually very disturbed in his heart, for fear that he would not like to hear it, which would make Ye Dao unhappy.

But he still said that Song Qifan and Qi Xiao graduated from the same school, but they met outside of school.

When I met Qi Xiao, he had just been robbed of the authorship of his work. The other party was a well-known screenwriter in the industry. He was soft-tempered and had no connections. One third, and he was fired.

The days when he was fired were the darkest days in Song Qifan's life. He had to go out to find a new job during the day, and force himself to write a script when he came home at night.

The room leak happened to Lian Yeyu, the screenwriter still refused to let him go, and greeted him in his circle. Even though Song Qifan had worked hard to find a job, even though he was very talented, no one dared to use him.

Seeing that there was no income and even the rent could hardly be paid, a friend of his dragged him into a group, the so-called gunmen group, who relied on writing scripts for others and selling the authorship of his works in exchange for a meager income.

The bottom line of any profession is the most difficult. Not only do you have to face other people's comments on your work, but you also have to undergo plastic surgery time and time again according to other people's ideas, and the other party will not pay until the other party is satisfied.

The money was earned through too much hard work, but it was nothing but hard work. What made Song Qifan feel the most painful was that day after day, he wrote scripts that Party A requested, with similar routines, as if they were parts processed by a processing factory.

He could clearly feel that the aura on his body was constantly disappearing.

Just when he couldn't bear it and wanted to give up, he met Qi Xiao. At the beginning, the two chatted a few more words because of their alumni status, and became friends.

The more he knew about Qi Xiao, the more Song Qifan felt ashamed.

Although Qi Xiao is cold and difficult to get along with on the surface, he actually has a very good personality. After the two met, Qi Xiao helped him a lot, whether it was work or emotional.

Even sending the script directly to the director was made up of Qi Xiao's constant encouragement.

Song Qifan is timid and doesn't know many people. The only person he can get in touch with is the director Ye Zhou. If possible, he really wants to recommend Qi Xiao to Ye Zhou.

If Qi Xiao can win Dao Ye's favor and have opportunities to cooperate in the future, his life will definitely be much easier.