After the Rebirth of the Film Emperor

As Yang Yi said, just getting the nomination of Jin Wutong is already a great thing.

Ji Zhilong was dazzled by the pile of scripts and commercial collaborations that this nomination brought him.

He read the past one by one, not looking at the content and products, but looking at the director and brand owner.

The boss who was once out of reach for him is now rushing to seek opportunities to cooperate with him.

On the morning of the first day he was discharged from the hospital, he also received kind calls from three leading directors. They inquired about the schedule in a roundabout way, hoping that he could be the lead actor in their new movie.

Ji Zhizheng suffered from difficulty in choosing. He couldn't pick the best piece among a pile of gold and jade.

In the end, it was Yang Yi who finalized the idea for him. The script was put in advance, and the advertising cooperation was picked up first. HXSXD.

She chose three first-tier brands, and after getting Zhili's approval, she showed these three cooperations to Li Shaohao for review.

Li Shaohao was busy getting the lawyer to recover Wen Che's inheritance embezzled by Lu Yuankong, when he heard Yang Yi say that he had accepted three endorsements in one breath, his gaze slipped away from the computer screen and landed on the contract on the table.

"He is actually willing to accept the endorsement?"

When Wenjian was acquired, Wen Che made it clear that he wanted to be the boss and a "ruthless capitalist".

After all, when Wen Che was at his peak, the fee for any business cooperation was higher than the sum of these three brand endorsements.

Moreover, although these three brands are all first-tier, they are not considered high-end.This is the best business resource Ji Zhilong can access at present, but if he is Wen Che, he should dismiss it.

"Their willingness to cooperate is very strong." Yang Yi said, "But Zhilong still hopes to get your support."

"Of course I will give him whatever he wants. It's just..." When he was puzzled, Ji Zhilong stood at the door of the study at some point.

Yang Yi tactfully left.

Autumn is coming, and the temperature has dropped these few days. Ji Zhiyong is wearing a light blue sweater and a pair of gray home pants. His hair is fluffed on his forehead, slightly covering his eyebrows and eyes.

He was still the same person as before, even more pleasing to the eye, but when Li Shaoyao looked at him, he couldn't find the vague sense of familiarity before.

He used to regard Zhiyong as Wen Che's shadow, but after confirming that it was not a shadow, that shadow really seemed to disappear out of thin air.

"Can I come in?" Ji Zhirong asked for his opinion at the door.

Li Shaoyao frowned unobtrusively. Even during the time when they first met, Wen Che was not so unfamiliar with him. To put it bluntly, after the two had their first relationship, Wen Che never regarded himself as an outsider.

Li Shaoyao didn't even hide the password of the computer from him, so how could he mind him freely entering and leaving his study?

"Of course." He still gave verbal permission, and Ji Zhizheng walked to him with brisk steps. Li Shaohao stretched out his hand and brought him to the computer. One document.

"These are the evidence compiled by the lawyer. You guessed it right. Lu Yuankong used his status as a lawyer to distribute the inheritance under your name without authorization, and put 80% of the property under his own name. His assets in Australia and China The industry is all based on this inheritance."

"Actually, I had guessed it a long time ago, but I had nothing to do with you at the time, not even a friend, so I couldn't interfere with the division of your estate six years ago. Fortunately, the letter you wrote to me in the car The note made a huge difference."

He changed the subject, as if deliberately teasing him: "Brother, what did you call me in that note?"

Ji Zhijun smiled and replied: "I call you 'the only love of my life'."

"...Yes. This is far more beautiful than the wedding vows." Li Shaohao asked casually again: "When you were 30 years old, why did you think about making a will?"

"...There is too much money, so I thought about making a will, just in case."

"Yes, many rich people have this idea of ​​planning for a rainy day. Even my father made a will when he was 40 years old. But because of my brother's death, the content of that will has been revised many times. Brother, you ...remember the details in the will?"

Ji Zhizheng answered eloquently: "60% will be given back to the society, and 30% will be given to my adoptive parents. Lu Yuankong should only get 10% in the first place."

"You remember it very clearly." Li Shaoyao paused for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Yang Yi said, do you want to accept the endorsement?"

Ji Zhilong lowered his head and pointed at his fingertips: "Well, you...are you unhappy?"

"I'm not unhappy. More than half of the success of "Ta Lanting" is due to you, but brother, do you really like these brands? Didn't you plan to shift your focus to Wenjian's operation? You chose The fresh graduates among them have already gone to the company to report, and Pei Song, he likes the new script you picked for him very much, and is willing to cooperate with you again. Shui Qi, you will definitely be able to do it in six years."

Zhi Rong showed embarrassment: "...But I'm afraid that Wen Jian will go bankrupt in my hands..."

"I'll make a 'blood bag' for you behind your back. Even if you really lose money, you won't go bankrupt."

Young master Li can afford a 60 billion shortfall. I heard that a company that is just starting up can lose hundreds of millions no matter how much it loses.

What he said was short of saying: With me here, you can do whatever you want.

But Ji Zhilong lowered his head, and began to stammer again: "Forget it... Forget it, I'm really afraid of causing trouble for you."

"........."

For a long time, he didn't wait for Li Shaoyao's response. He thought he had said something wrong, and looked up. Li Shaoyao had a weird expression on his face, but there was no displeasure.

At this time, Ji Zhiyong's stomach growled, which was as loud as thunder.

This sound somewhat eased the strange atmosphere at the moment, and the young lady couldn't help smiling, and touched Zhilong's stomach: "Is your stomach crying?"

"...I..." Ji Zhimo leaned closer to Shaoyao's face, and lightly pecked on it, "If you're not happy, then I won't answer those advertisements, I won't answer them, okay?"

Li Shaoyao couldn't help reminding him: "You didn't care about my opinion so much before."

Seeing that he didn't agree to the purchase at first, Wen Che still went ahead with it.

Wen Che was never "obedient".

Won't be as good as before.

"When you like someone, you have to take into account his feelings. I like you, and I want to make you happy." He hugged Li Shaoyao tightly, like hugging a life-saving straw.

"Let's go downstairs to eat first." He patted Zhilong's back and said.

Knowing that he was hungry early today, when the two of them went downstairs, Ah Jing had just prepared two dishes, and the soup was not even in the pot.

Usually at this time, Li Shaoyao would give him a few small cakes to fill his stomach first, but today he was uncharacteristically, as if he had a whim: "I suddenly want to eat matsutake."

Ji Zhiyong was taken aback for a moment, and the roots of his ears turned red.

Li Shaomo stepped forward and rubbed his hot earlobe, the smile in his eyes was only understood by Ji Zhijun, "Zhimang, I want to eat the clear soup matsutake you made."

Zhilong's mind flashed through all the encounters with matsutake, and he even clearly remembered that Wen Che had once made up his mind that he would never make the soup "Matsutake in Clear Soup" again. He thought it was "cannibalism".

In fact, as long as he took advantage of the problem and avoided this bad dish in the name of shyness, Li Shaoyao should not blame him.

But Ji Zhilong couldn't refuse this man who wholeheartedly treated him well, he hoped to do his best to repay him.

"...ok...okay."

Zhi Rong bit the bullet and entered the kitchen, he knew how to do it.

But the brain has learned, and the hands are often just learned.

"Mr. Ji, this is a mushroom."

Ah Jing reminded Zhilong friendly and helped him take the Coprinus comatus away from the matsutake.

Ji Zhizheng smiled awkwardly, he secretly glanced at the kitchen door, seeing that the young lady didn't come to watch him cook, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Based on the scene that appeared in his memory, he groped step by step, but in the level of cleaning the ingredients, he crushed the shape of the matsutake because he was not strong enough.

Afterwards, all kinds of accidents occurred in all steps, either wrong ingredients, or not knowing how to start a fire. He is a complete novice in the kitchen. If Ah Jing was not watching from the side, the dish he made might not be "clear soup matsutake" but "burning the kitchen" .

Li Shaoyao could hear the movement in the kitchen, he forcibly suppressed all his concern and curiosity, and waited patiently at the dining table.

An hour later, Ji Zhilong brought a bowl of suspicious brown liquid in front of him, and the soup had a fishy and salty smell.

"Matsutake in clear soup." Ji Zhijun opened his eyes and said nonsense.

Shaoyao picked up the spoon and stirred the crushed matsutake in the soup, without saying anything, Zhimai saw that he was about to taste it, and hurriedly stopped him: "Don't eat it! I'm afraid you will be poisoned by food!"

"..." Li Shaoyou asked jokingly, "Did you put poison in it?"

"No!" Zhilong said in embarrassment, "You...you know that this tastes bad..."

"No matter how unpalatable you make it, I won't dislike it."

"..." Ji Zhiyong's eyes became hot, he hurriedly concealed his excessive emotions, and took the soup to the kitchen to empty it out.

Li Shaoyao followed, and saw that Zhi Mo was standing on the edge of the island, with his back to him, shrugging his shoulders, and listening carefully, there was still the sound of sobbing.

He walked over, put his hand on Ji Zhiyong's shoulder, and asked softly, "Are you crying?"

"...Young Master Li..." Ji Zhizheng turned around and looked at the man comforting him with teary eyes, "Why didn't I meet you sooner?"

Li Shaoyao paused the hand that wiped his tears.

"I often think, why didn't I meet Brother Wen earlier?"

Ji Zhiyong: "..."

He wanted to meet Wen Che, but he was just Ji Zhirong.

Even if they really met early, how could such a terrible Ji Zhimin catch Li Shaoyou's eyes?

Now he is just hiding in Wen Che's shadow, secretly licking this love that does not belong to him.

The author says:

In the next chapter, Shaoyao will know that she has lost Wen Che.