297 Very Good
Seeing that Le Wan was still unhappy, Zhai Jing suddenly changed his tone.
âOr, you can switch places with me. For example, you can take care of me, okay?â
Le Wan burst out laughing.
âSure, Iâll take care of you. Iâll take care of you in the future. I promise that youâll have a mouthful of porridge as long as I have a mouthful of food to eat. So, why donât you call me âbossâ? Let me hear it.â
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Given Zhai Jingâs independence, self-striving nature, and unwillingness to be left behind by others, Le Wan really didnât believe that he would give up his self-esteem and let a woman support him. Therefore, she didnât believe what Zhai Jing said at all.
Zhai Jing laughed.
âIf that person is you, I think Iâll be very happy to do it. Boss.â
It sounded domineering, but it also felt like a banditâs name.
âIt doesnât suit your temperament. Why donât we change the term? Iâll call you my wife, okay?â
The tips of Le Wanâs ears turned red. She glared at him coquettishly and said,
âDonât call me that. Whoâs your wife?â
Zhai Jing lowered his head and bit her red earlobe. He exhaled beside her ear.
âItâs you.â
As for the love story of how the two of them tortured single men, it isnât necessary to go into detail. Anyway, after a discussion, Le Wan and Zhai Jing decided to invest in Second Brother Leâs Sci-Fi film.
Second Brother Le looked at Zhai Jing enviously when he heard that Zhai Jing had received so many dividends in the first issue.
âMay I ask how your head is grown? Or was it because the milk powder you ate when you were young was special? or what was your favorite food when you were young?â
Otherwise, how could he have such a valuable head? Second Brother Le, who was very interested in making money, was really envious. He had started his business in college and had founded the entertainment company. He had gone through all kinds of hardships and suffering before he could start this family business. In the end, Zhai Jing had turned the tables with just one game.
Given the current momentum, he estimated that Zhai Jingâs net worth would surpass his very soon after he received a few more dividends.
Second Brother Le touched his chin and said,
âIt seems that if the game is good, it will really earn you money. No wonder Second Uncle and Fu Sui wanted to get involved.â
The 800 million yuan was the lowest amount he could get. Now that someone was giving him money, Second Brother Le naturally wouldnât reject it. At the same time, he was thinking,
Why donât we wait for the movie to be released? If the box office is still okay, then the company can also develop a corresponding game or peripheral products.
Second Brother Le was the most passionate about earning money, so he was completely immersed in his thoughts.
Le Wan hadnât achieved her goal yet, so she had to wake him up.
âAs potential investors, itâs not too much for us to read the script, right?â
When it came to money, Second Brother Le immediately relented and gave her a thumbs up.
âBaby, youâre talking nonsense. If you said you wanted to read the script, Iâd definitely send it to you first.â
Le Wan rolled her eyes at him. He had just pretended to be profound and said that he would keep it a secret.
Second Brother Le wanted to say that he just wanted to enjoy the way Le Wan acted coquettishly toward him.
He didnât have a script in his hands, only an electronic document. He found it too small to read the script on his mobile phone and it would tire his eyes. So, he found a video shop to print out the script, bound it into a book, and sent it to Le Wan.
Le Wan touched the black and white script that still had traces of ink. Initially, she only wanted to pretend to read it and then point out a similar script that she seemed to have read before to remind Second Brother Le.
Unexpectedly, after she flipped to the first page, she was entranced by the script. Le Wan read the thick stack of scripts from noon to night. She didnât even go to the toilet and finished reading it all in one go.
She finally understood why Second Brother Le was so obsessed with this script. It was because it was written so well. Not only was the concept bold, but the plot was also fascinating. The family and love lines were particularly moving, and the characters were also carefully depicted.
After reading such a script, it would be a great regret not to invest in it. Of course, the premise was that the script had to be clean.
With mixed feelings, Le Wan took the script to Second Brother Le.
At this time, Second Brother Le was on the balcony, enjoying the sea breeze, drinking beer, and eating barbecue. His entire body was exuding a sense of comfort.
When he saw Le Wan coming out of the room with the script in her hand, he gestured for Le Wan to sit down on the stool next to him.
âHow is it?â he asked. âIsnât this script very well-written?â
[a]Whatâs this? Didnât want to simply remove it.