On the phone, Xie Qian's voice was accompanied by noisy background sound. He held the receiver and walked quickly to the secluded balcony. The cold wind in the capital in January blew through Xie Qian's hair. The low temperature did not cause him any trouble.
On the contrary, it made his mind clearer.
I have never felt that Beijing was so boring before.
A bunch of people flattered him because of his family background, some were jealous of him, and some wanted to see his jokes. Whether they were trying to please or spy on him, Xie Qian couldn't be happy.
I really want to go back to Chengdu as soon as possible.
Even if you are being abused by Wang Xue Standard Chartered Game, it is more interesting than being in the same room with these people.
But he can't go back to Chengdu yet, so hearing Ying's voice on the phone brought Xie Qian some comfort.
"Only you are willing to believe me. Screenwriter Zhang and Production Yuan are sure that I can't write the script. I do have a first draft. I will concentrate on completing the script in the next week, so I called you to tell you."
Don't let your friendship cool down just because you have less contact.
Wen Ying's subtext made Xie Qian want to laugh.
The brain capacity is small and the mind is small.
Could it be that with him in Beijing and Wen Ying in Rongcheng, their friendship could be easily replaced?
It is not easy to be recognized by him and to be his friend. Once a friendship is established, it is more difficult to disintegrate than to establish it.
"Write well. Tianjiao Film and Television will pay screenwriter Baodao Zhang 500,000 yuan. If you can write a script that is as good as screenwriter Zhang and more suitable for Li Mengjiao, Tianjiao Film and Television will not be stingy in paying you."
If Wen Ying had 500,000, what would Wen Ying do?
Xie Qian thought Wen Ying would buy a house.
When helping her first cousin and the others choose a house, Wen Ying spoke eloquently about the real estate trends in the Magic City, and once she heard it, she knew she had done a lot of research.
If you are not interested, why should Wen Ying study these?
Houses in Magic City will appreciate in value. This is a fool-like investment method. It does not require a lot of mental effort, and you do not need to spend energy on management like the shrimp king. It saves worry and trouble. It is very suitable for Wen Ying to invest.
What restricts Wen Ying from doing this is funds.
Xie Qian did have 500,000, but Wen Ying wouldn't take it.
Li Zhentao asked Wen Ying to write a script because he trusted Wen Ying and also wanted to give Wen Ying money. If Wen Ying wrote a good script, then she would be able to get the remuneration openly.
Xie Qian couldn't help laughing as he spoke, "I'm waiting for you to use your salary as a screenwriter to treat me."
The male gods have already spoken, and we must do it even if we can’t do it.
"Just wait!"
Wen Ying's voice was energetic when he hung up the phone. Xie Qian thought to himself, isn't he just waiting? He wants to watch Wen Ying rush to a better future. In the future he expects, he will make a living by eating soft food like Zhao Dong.
Not to mention that they despise Wen Ying, they are not even qualified to carry Wen Ying's shoes.
"Xie Qian!"
Someone is knocking on the balcony glass door.
A young man of seventeen or eighteen years old opened the door, took a mouthful of cold wind, bent over and coughed.
"Are you alone outside answering the phone?"
The young man rolled his eyes and said, "You can't answer the call in front of us. Did you secretly have a girlfriend in Chengdu?"
The young man joked casually.
If Xie Qian really got a girlfriend, many girls in the circle would be heartbroken.
The girls in this circle who are two or three years older than Xie Qian are either secretly in love with Xie Qian, or they once had a crush on Xie Qian.
The young man's teasing made Xie Qian frown.
"Nothing."
Xie Qian looked at his watch and said, "I have to go back first. I have something else to do. You guys can play."
This is a villa provided by a rich second generation. When Xie Qian returned to the capital, these people held a party in the villa on the pretext of helping Xie Qian to clean up his dust. When a rich second generation in Chengdu like Wang Shuang was still addicted to playing ball and games,
The rich second generation in Beijing have long been in line with international standards in terms of entertainment. In 2005, many ordinary people were still earning a salary of one to two thousand, but this group of rich second generation was already living a life of luxury.
Xie Qian has lived in Chengdu for half a year and has adapted to the slow pace of Chengdu. He dislikes such occasions less and less and leaves early.
The young man chased after him and shouted several times, but Xie Qian had already gone downstairs.
The music at the party paused, and a young man with a few strands of blond highlights lit a cigarette and took two puffs before sneering:
"Xie Qian thought he was still the sole heir of the Kumho Group. Who doesn't know about his family's affairs now? I heard that the one abroad is older than him. What does he have to be proud of!"
The family backgrounds of all of you here are not simple.
Families like theirs have no shortage of material comforts, but every family has sutras that are difficult to recite.
In the past, Xie Qian was Xie Jinghu's only son, but now the news that Xie Jinghu had an illegitimate child abroad has been vaguely spread throughout the circle. Xie Qian is still so arrogant, and some people can't help but want to step on Xie Qian's feet.
"Okay, please stop saying a few words. Xie Qian was like this before, and I never saw your little mouth talking non-stop."
What if you have illegitimate children?
If Xie Qian's father had been brave, the illegitimate children abroad would have recognized their ancestors and returned to the family line long ago.
Since they didn't bring him back, it means that the Xie family still only recognizes Xie Qian.
The truly powerful person in the Xie family is not Xie Jinghu, so there is no need to offend Xie Qian now.
The party music started playing again, and no one mentioned Xie Qian's departure. Several people exchanged glances, and the young man with blond hair put out his cigarette butt and endured the sigh in his heart.
——The days to come are still long, and there is really no point in offending Xie Qian now.
There is Xie Qian in this circle, and everyone is like someone picked from the trash can in front of their elders. They are really not as good as Xie Qian in every aspect.
He said that the most powerful thing is not Xie Qian himself, but the Xie family's willingness to praise Xie Qian... The excitement of Xie Qian's family is still to come!
Xie Qian didn't know how much talk he had left for the party.
He wanted to leave early, but he really had something to do.
The Chinese New Year is coming soon and Xie Yuping is very busy at work. Today he finally found time to talk to Xie Qian about buying land.
With such a big event on his mind, Xie Qian was naturally no longer attracted to petty fights at the party.
When Xie Qian arrived at Xie Yuping's house, there was a young girl sitting in the living room on the first floor.
The big sofa could barely accommodate the young girl's long legs. When she saw Xie Qian, the girl stood up and was about the same height as Xie Qian.
"Sister Tang!"
This girl is Xie Yuping's only daughter and Xie Qian's eldest cousin Xie Tang.
Xie Tang's appearance is not as outstanding as Xie Qian's. Xie Qian has the best looks in the Xie family, but Xie Tang is confident, outgoing, tall, and has many suitors in school.
"Are you finally willing to come back?"
Xie Tang stood on tiptoes and patted Xie Qian's shoulder, helping him brush off the falling snow: "I heard that my third aunt bought me a house just after I got home. My third aunt knows me too well. How does she know about me?"
Do you want to go to the magic city to develop?"
Xie Qian heard about Xie Tang's plan for the first time.
"Do you want to go to the Magic City?"
Xie Tang made a gesture of hissing, "Keep your voice down, my dad doesn't know yet. You're here to see him, right? He's waiting for you in the study... You have to keep my secret!"
Xie Tang is still in her junior year of college this year. Just half a year ago, she had no clear goals for her future. After not seeing each other for half a year, she had already decided to go to Shanghai to develop. Xie Qian felt that something must have happened, but it was not the time to talk now.
Good timing, Xie Qian suppressed his doubts in his heart.
"You can tell me when I meet my uncle."
Xie Qian went upstairs, while Xie Tang was downstairs holding his chin in deep thought.
After a while, Xie Yuping's wife came back. Xie Tang said with a smile: "Mom, do you think Xie Qian has changed a bit?"
Xie Yuping's wife was stunned by what her daughter said.
What changes can Xie Qian make?
But it’s not surprising that there are changes.
It’s all the blame on the irreverent Xie Jinghu!
"Be careful what you say and don't make Xie Qian sad."
Xie Yuping’s wife did not forget to explain.
Xie Tang disagreed.
She couldn't see that Xie Qian was sad.
Xie Qian doesn't seem to take his father's affairs seriously. The Xie Qian half a year ago and the Xie Qian now have different spirits.
Xie Tang was very curious about what her father was going to talk to Xie Qian, and since her tutor couldn't go upstairs to eavesdrop, she had to endure her curiosity.
After more than half an hour, Xie Qian went downstairs.
Xie Yuping's wife asked him to stay for dinner. Xie Qian shook his head: "Auntie, I have to go back and pack my luggage for a trip."
"In such a hurry?"
Xie Tang asked Xie Qian where he was going, and Xie Qian said Magic City.
"I have something to deal with over there. I will rush back to the capital before the Chinese New Year."
Because I had to rush back to the capital to celebrate the New Year, this trip was particularly urgent.
Xie Qian left in a hurry, and Xie Tang chased after him.
"Xie Qian, is it not convenient for you to take me there?"
There was hope in Xie Tang's eyes.
Xie Qian hasn't asked Xie Tang about what happened just now, and now Xie Tang wants to go to the Magic City again. What is it about the Magic City that attracts Xie Tang?
Xie Qian felt that he should figure this out.
"Sister Tang, I don't ask you why you went to the Magic City. You can't control what I do when you get to the Magic City. No matter what you see or hear, you must keep it a secret from me. Can you do it?"
Xie Tang's curiosity was aroused by Xie Qian.
She could tell Xie Qian the reason why she went to Magic City, but why did Xie Qian go to Magic City?
"Okay, I won't ask, just take me there."
Xie Qian turned around and asked Xie Yuping's wife for her opinion: "Auntie, while Sister Tang is at home, why not come with me to the Magic City? Sister Tang just happens to have a look at the house my mother bought."
"You two really say that wind is like rain."
Xie Yuping's wife looked at her daughter with a stern face, "You can go to Magic City, but you have to pay for the tickets yourself. You are not allowed to use Xie Qian's pocket money."
Xie Tang thought of his own little treasury and nodded without hesitation.
Just pay for it yourself, it's not like she can't afford it.
Xie Tang randomly packed two pieces of clothes, picked up a small box and followed Xie Qian.
More than two hours after the siblings left home, Xie Jinghu's car appeared in front of Xie Yuping's small building.
"Sister-in-law, where is Xie Qian?"
Xie Jinghu bought more than one apartment in the capital, but Xie Qian refused to live in the same apartment with him. After returning to the capital for a few days, the father and son did not even see each other. It would make people laugh if he told them.
Xie Jinghu heard the news and came to arrest him. Xie Yuping's wife said that the brother and sister were probably on the plane to Shanghai by now, and Xie Jinghu was holding back his anger and couldn't let it out.
This traitor just made him angry on purpose!
Xie Jinghu wanted to talk, but his cell phone rang.
After looking at the phone number, Xie Jinghu walked to an empty area in the courtyard to answer the call.
"What's your business?"
The call was from Zhao Dong. Xie Jinghu was not in a good mood right now, and his tone was naturally not good either.
Zhao Dong was asking for help and didn't care about Xie Jinghu's tone. He kept his attitude very low on the phone and said that he was already at the airport and came to the capital to visit Xie Jinghu. He had something to discuss with Mr. Xie!
