It was time for another glass of wine, and Ye Hanzhi left, taking Tang Zhixi's script with him when he left. He wanted to read all the scripts he needed.
After returning to the opposite door, he first called Lu Shang and asked him to find a practice room. Then he read the script.
He looked at the comments on the script. The handwriting was very jerky, like it was written by a primary school student, but it was neat. There were not only comments, but also several changes.
Very serious.
Ye Hanzhi looked at the words on the script, and the scene of Tang Zhixi holding a pen and writing nonchalantly one stroke at a time appeared in his mind.
Suddenly a word in the script caught his attention.
The "today" in "from now on" written by Tang Zhixi was ticked upward after the stroke. It was an obvious tick, as a result of habit.
Ye Hanzhi's eyes stopped on this word.
The message on the batch of goods from Bishan Manor: This batch of goods is given to you tonight to cover medical expenses.
Those words should have been carved on the box with a dagger. The "today" in "tonight" on the top also has a very obvious hook.
But the two handwritings are too different.
One looks like a primary school student, and the other. Although it is carved, the one is majestic and has the momentum of rivers and mountains.
It should be a man's word.
What a coincidence.
Ye Hanzhi didn't pay much attention and then read the script.
**
At noon the next day, Tang Zhixi went to Tianquan Hotel to meet Song Zhengde.
She stepped to the private room, and Song Zhengde was already waiting inside.
The two sat across from each other. Song Zhengde tried his best to make his expression look more natural: "I just ordered a few dishes. Please see if there is anything else you want to eat."
His tone was also very awkward, as if there was a knife hanging on his neck, forcing him to sit here and let him talk.
"No need." Tang Zhixi sat on her seat, crossed her legs, and put her hands in the pockets of her skirt, "If you have anything to say, just say it. I have something to do later."
Song Zhengde was already in his fifties, and his face showed some signs of aging, but his body shape was well maintained and his appearance was very upright. He frowned when he listened to Tang Zhixi's cool words.
"How about I tell you first?" Tang Zhixi said.
Song Zhengde was unwilling to have a meal together from the bottom of his heart. Although he was dissatisfied with Tang Zhixi's attitude, he didn't say anything, he just said yes.
"Have you met my grandma before?"
"Why do you ask this?" Song Zhengde asked defensively.
"I want to know if she has any relatives." Tang Zhixi's eyes were casual and there was a bit of coolness in her heart, and her voice was cold, "Did my mother tell you anything about my grandmother back then?"
Song Zhengde lowered his guard slightly and said after a moment of silence: "I met you when I picked you up. I only heard your mother say that your grandmother was sold to Hanqing Village. At that time, nothing was developed and there was nothing.
Perfect. This kind of thing is common in remote areas."
Song Zhengde thought of Tang Xueche and some things that happened back then, and his face became very unhappy. He was filled with guilt and embarrassment, and his eyes suddenly lost a little boredom when he looked at Tang Zhixi. He whispered: "Your mother told me that you
Grandma didn't have any relatives except her daughter. So she didn't even think about escaping. There was nowhere to go, so she just settled down in Hanqing Village. Back then, your mother wanted to take her to Yancheng
, she doesn’t come no matter what.”
Tang Zhixi lowered her eyes. As expected, her grandmother didn't say anything to her mother. She just took a chance and asked.
"Didn't she say anything to you?" Song Zhengde asked.
"No."
Song Zhengde sighed and said: "Even if we can find relatives, what can we do? Fifty or sixty years have passed, and all feelings are enough to wear away."
"Tell me your story."
Song Zhengde was still immersed in the past, when he was suddenly interrupted by Tang Zhixi's voice.
He came back to his senses and took a look at Tang Zhixi's expression. There was no change from the beginning to the end. It was cold and cool, as if she didn't care about anything.
He took a card from his pocket and put it on the table and said: "The card here is half a million, which is my compensation for you for so many years."
Tang Zhixi lowered her eyes and looked at the card.
"I know that what I have owed you for so many years cannot be compensated by these things." Song Zhengde said, "You can take these first, and I will put 50,000 into them every month. If you need money, you can also tell me.
"
Tang Zhixi gently raised the corners of her lips: "What next?"
"Don't go to An Ting's company from now on. I'll help you pay the liquidated damages." Song Zhengde said, "I will arrange a good job for you, and you will be solid, free and relaxed. It is more stable, leisurely and safer than going to filming."
"You are afraid that I will show up in public and your scandalous things will be brought out." Tang Zhixi said softly.
After being exposed, Song Zhengde's face became tense, and he paused and said: "What's the good thing about filming? You're busy day and night, and you can't guarantee your life when you're free. There's no private life at all, everything is stripped naked for people to discuss.
.I am doing this for your own good.”
"Okay." Tang Zhixi looked at him and said, "Give me a share of the things you gave to Song Anrou, including the shares of the Song Group. I won't go filming."
"You are delusional!"
"Then there's nothing more to say. You can't treat me like a daughter, so why should I listen to you." Tang Zhixi looked at him mockingly and pushed back the bank card he put on the table, "I want to
Use this little money to win over my heart and let me do things for your Song family. You also have delusions."
After saying that, Tang Zhixi got up and walked out.
He was used to being flattered by others, and rarely felt frustrated like this again and again. The veins on Song Zhengde's forehead stretched out, and he looked at the door and said: "Tang Zhixi, don't be ungrateful. I tell you, as long as I don't allow it, in Yan
You can’t even hope to stand in this city.”
Tang Zhixi opened the door, without looking back, and sneered: "You can try it."
Song Zhengde looked at the closed door, picked up the cup on the side and knocked it hard on the table: "I want to see what a girl can do."
**
Standing at the door of Tianquan Hotel, Tang Zhixi touched the red rope hanging around her neck. She felt that she had not performed well just now and did not make Song Zhengde angry.
"Tsk." She clicked her tongue impatiently, and her phone happened to ring. She looked at the caller ID and answered it.
"Have you eaten?" Ye Hanzhi's voice came from the mobile phone.
Tang Zhixi's irritable mood was half calmed: "Not yet."
"eat together?"
"I'm not at home."
"Well, I'm not here either." Ye Hanzhi said with a smile, "Look to the right.
Tang Zhixi tilted her head, Ye Hanzhi was walking towards her.
The white shirt he is wearing today has the top button open. He has broad shoulders, a slim waist, and long legs. He has a tall and straight posture, picturesque eyebrows, and lips like cinnabar.
It's less mysterious and oppressive than a black shirt, and a little more elegant.
Tang Zhixi hung up the phone, waited for him to come up to her and said, "Are you working here?"
"Well, I met someone." Ye Hanzhi looked at her, "Who made you unhappy?"
He had just walked over, and he felt a cold and angry air from afar.
"I met a fool."
Ye Hanzhi was a little surprised when he heard Tang Zhixi's temperamental tone for the first time: "You didn't win the quarrel?"
Tang Zhixi raised her head and looked at him, with a faint murderous look in her eyes.
"So fierce." Ye Hanzhi's hand hanging by his side tightened, fearing that he could not help but pinch her face. He looked away and said, "Where is the person? I'll hit him."
Seeing his suddenly serious expression, Tang Zhixi laughed, turned around and walked to the hotel: "I'll treat you to dinner."
Seeing her smile, Ye Hanzhi also curled his lips and said, "Okay."