novellhall Chapter 121 Leave the door open at night
Chapter 121 Leave the door open at night
In addition, he had several song ideas in mind.
After these three short dramas are filmed, we'll see how they perform and what feedback we get before deciding when to start the next batch.
This suggestion of phased implementation was also approved by Lao Li.
Although Old Li didn't have a precise idea of his boss's financial resources.
But he saw that during this period, Wang Zian spent nearly 20 million yuan in one go, renting venues, acquiring companies, and recruiting teams.
Even the wealthiest families wouldn't let a child who has just come of age burn money without restraint.
He also subconsciously chose to save money; he would save wherever possible and focus on making these three films first.
While the two were engrossed in their discussion, four girls huddled together at the other end of the long table, whispering amongst themselves.
Tian Xiwei leaned her upper body on the table, her chin resting on her crossed arms, and whispered, "What do you think Wang Zi'an will do to those people?"
When she said the word "deal with," she deliberately drew a circle on the table with her finger, as if she were making a decision.
Zhou Ye shook his head.
Her gaze passed over Sister Nan's shoulder and landed on Wang Zi'an, who was discussing the filming plan with Lao Li.
He was gesturing something on the project proposal with his finger, his profile outlined by the light streaming in from the window. His expression was as serious as when he said "we must show our attitude" in the meeting, but without the coldness.
"I don't know. But he—" She paused, looked away, and spoke softly, "he probably wouldn't use any underhanded tactics."
Zhang Ruonan glanced at Zhou Ye, then looked at the other two.
Looking at the three faces in front of him that still had a bit of a student look, he sighed.
She grew up helping her mother manage the Taobao store. She saw how competitors used negative reviews to destroy rivals, how suppliers dug traps in contracts, and how her mother cleverly deflected these tactics one by one.
"Who cares! It's not like I'm asking you to do the dirty work. You're too young to understand these things."
"The business world is like a battlefield, and it can be very cruel. If someone is attacking you and you're still thinking about how to politely retaliate, then you've already lost."
Liu Haocun nodded slightly.
She sat on the far side, her hands neatly placed on her knees, without saying a word, but she understood better than anyone else.
Zhou Ye turned his attention back to Wang Zi'an.
Her brows were slightly furrowed, her lips were gently pursed together, and the light in her almond-shaped eyes flickered, as if she were lost in thought.
This wasn't the first time she'd witnessed such a scene.
Zhou Siqi has been in the business world for so many years, and she doesn't hide it from her when she occasionally makes phone calls at home. She has heard more business war stories than Xiaotian and Haocun combined.
But hearing about it from your sister is one thing, but seeing someone you like sitting at a conference table and telling the whole team, "I'll handle this," is quite another.
She suddenly felt she should do something, not rush in to interfere with his plans, but stand within his reach and let him know he wasn't alone.
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At night, Wang Zian brought four girls to the entrance of the residential area.
The new young security guard looked at him with a strange gaze, a mixture of envy, confusion, and a hint of unspoken resentment.
Wang Zian merely glanced at him indifferently before dismissing his gaze.
After he and the girls had walked away, the young security guard curled his lip and muttered under his breath, "Damn rich guy."
The old security guard next to him immediately glared at him and scolded in a low voice, "Shut up, what nonsense are you talking about?"
"Hey buddy, can you help me register this girl's facial recognition?"
The sudden sound startled the young security guard, making his back stiffen.
Seeing that it was the person who had just gone in, a sense of fear welled up inside me. Had they not heard what I had just said?
The old security guard quickly forced a smile and went to greet her, "Alright, please come this way with me!"
Zhang Ruonan followed the old security guard into the security room, while Wang Zian stood outside waiting.
The young security guard kept glancing at him.
"Is there something you need?" Wang Zian asked with a smile.
The young security guard's lips moved several times, but he finally couldn't hold back: "How did you do that?"
When he asked that question, his voice carried a deep-seated confusion.
Wang Zian's lips curled slightly. "Young, handsome, and healthy."
The young security guard was stunned for a moment, looking at him with disbelief, before sincerely uttering two words: "Awesome."
"Hahaha~!"
Wang Zian laughed out loud, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Keep it up."
Just then, Zhang Ruonan came out of the security room. He nodded at her, and the two walked into the residential area together.
Under the admiring gaze of the security guard, the two entered the apartment building.
She asked, puzzled, "Why do you insist that I come here to register for facial recognition?"
"Nothing! I just overheard something really interesting!"
"What did you say?"
"A young person's most basic and direct pursuit!"
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Zhang Ruonan was also pulled into Zhou Ye's room tonight.
Currently, four girls have moved into Wang Zi'an's large apartment. If he hadn't been the first to occupy the master bedroom, he probably would have had to move out.
Zhou Ye originally planned to take Zhang Ruonan with him to his own home.
But she had something to discuss with Wang Zi'an and wanted Nan Jie to give her some courage.
After everyone had showered, said goodnight to each other, and returned to their rooms, the whole house gradually quieted down.
Only the corridor lights remained on, casting a dim yellow glow on the wooden floor.
In the dead of night, Zhou Ye gently pushed open his bedroom door and stepped barefoot onto the hallway floor.
First, I went to Tian Xiwei's door next door and listened carefully.
The background music from the short video and Xiaotian's occasional chuckles could be faintly heard from inside.
As expected, Xiaotian is a night owl; he's still awake, watching videos.
She walked to Liu Haochun's door and put her ear closer.
There is no sound.
As a good child who goes to bed at 10:30 every day without fail, Haochun should already be asleep.
Zhou Ye tiptoed to the door of Wang Zi'an's master bedroom, took a deep breath, and then carefully tried to open it, but it wouldn't open.
What happened? Didn't I already send him a message asking him to leave the door open before I came back to bed last night?
Suddenly, the doorknob was pressed down from the inside, and with a click, the door was pulled open a crack.
Before Wang Zian could even see who was outside, a figure slipped through the crack in the door like a slippery fish.
Looking at Zhou Ye who had snuggled into his arms, Wang Zian asked blankly, "What are you doing?!"
"Close the door!" Zhou Ye sobbed softly, her face buried in his chest, her voice muffled.
Wang Zian turned around and closed the door.
With a click, the door lock fell into the slot.
Then the whole room suddenly fell silent, so quiet that you could hear the occasional car passing by on the road in the distance outside the window, so quiet that you could hear your own heartbeat.
Zhou Ye seemed unsure of what to do next, so he kept his face buried in his chest, his hands hanging at his sides, without moving.
"Why don't you come out first?"
Wang Zian looked down at her fluffy, slightly wavy long hair, the jasmine scent of her shampoo inexplicably wafting into his nostrils.
His hands hung limply in mid-air, unsure of what to do, like a telephone pole suddenly being grabbed.
Zhou Ye did not come out.
Not only did she not come out, but she also raised her hands, which were hanging at her sides, and wrapped them around his waist.
Wang Zian's whole body stiffened for a moment, his back straighter than when Lao Li yelled "Get one take" on set.
What are you doing?
Wang Zian's heart skipped a beat. Could it be...?