novellhall Chapter 94 Mother Tian is looking for someone
Chapter 94 Mother Tian is looking for someone
To comfort Zhou Ye, Zhang Ruonan chose to only say the nice things. She herself didn't entirely believe these words; she knew that Wang Zi'an's going to the Beijing Film Academy couldn't possibly be solely because of Zhou Ye.
That person's decisions were always multi-threaded, and each decision had its own weight.
But she also knew very well that Zhou Ye didn't need the truth at this moment; she needed someone to pull her out of the quagmire of self-doubt.
Sure enough, after hearing these words, the light in Zhou Ye's almond-shaped eyes refocused and became several degrees brighter than before.
You have a point.
Zhou Ye freed his shoulder from Zhang Ruonan's grasp, straightened his back, and raised his chin slightly.
She stood up straight under the streetlight, her tone suddenly becoming assertive and resolute, as if making a promise to herself, "When school starts, I'll confess my feelings immediately. No one can stop me."
Regardless of the consequences, seeing her cheer up, Zhang Ruonan decided not to shatter her illusions.
She took Zhou Ye's arm and continued walking forward.
When Zhou Ye reached the entrance of the building downstairs, he suddenly stopped.
She stood in front of the access control, her finger hovering over the keypad without pressing it. She turned her head to look at Zhang Ruonan, her expression shifting from her previous domineering demeanor to a thoughtful and serious one.
"Sister Nan, do you think I should find someone to help me?"
"A helper? Don't you have me?" Zhang Ruonan was taken aback by her train of thought.
"No, you'll be managing the company from now on, so you'll definitely be very busy. I need someone who can help me keep an eye on him in my daily life..." She carefully chose her words.
Zhang Ruonan leaned against the door frame of the building entrance, crossed her arms, and thought for a few seconds.
It wasn't that she was unwilling to help Zhou Ye, but Zhou Ye's line of thinking made her vaguely feel that something was wrong.
As the company grows, it will inevitably involve a large number of film and television resources and connections within the industry. At that time, will there be any powerful figures to rely on than her and Wang Zi'an?
Two new people had already arrived, and although neither seemed to be there for Wang Zi'an, hiring another one might bring in an ally or a rival.
If that person arrives and not only doesn't help Zhou Ye, but also makes himself a target, then that would be like inviting a wolf into the house.
"I think it's better not to. You have me and Wang Zi'an, that's enough. If others come, it will only increase the competition."
Zhang Ruonan lowered her arm from her chest and patted Zhou Ye on the back.
"Let's go upstairs, take a shower, and go to bed. We have filming tomorrow, and you don't want to appear on camera with dark circles under your eyes, do you?"
Zhou Ye thought about it and felt that what Sister Nan said made sense.
She nodded, entered the password, and pushed open the unit door.
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In the hotel room, Tian's mother and Tian Xiwei had booked a double room.
Two single beds covered with clean white sheets were placed side by side, and a small, warm yellow lamp sat on the bedside table.
As soon as Tian Xiwei entered the room, she kicked off her patent leather shoes, lunged forward, and fell face down onto the bed by the window.
The mattress bounced, and she let out a muffled, satisfied sigh, then rolled over, revealing her face from under the covers.
Her pigtails had been taken down, and her hair was scattered on the white pillow, making her round face look even smaller.
"Mom, I'm so happy today!"
She stretched her hands into the air, made a peace sign at the ceiling, then rolled over, hugging the blanket and rolling around once.
The sheets were crumpled from her rolling around, and several stray hairs of hers were scattered on the pillow.
Tian's mother inserted the room card into the power outlet, changed into slippers, and sat down on the other bed.
As she watched her daughter roll around on the bed, occasionally letting out an excited, silly laugh, the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up.
But she didn't immerse herself in that simple joy.
She bent down, took the neatly bound contract out of her canvas bag, and placed it on the bedside table.
He walked to the side, took out his phone, and started looking for someone.
She didn't know many people in Beijing, but she knew quite a few back in her hometown.
As a high school teacher, several of my classmates work in the court system.
"Hey~! Little Red, it's me~!"
"I need your help with something."
"Xiaotian got into the Shanghai Theatre Academy, right? A young man wanted to sign her to make short videos, so we accompanied her to the performance venue today."
"He seems quite reliable. He has a venue and a team. I just saw him rent the factory this afternoon."
"They've already drafted the contract, and I can't understand the terms. You work in the court, so you're better at this than I am."
"There's a contract, there's a contract. I'm not asking you to take a look at it; there's nothing wrong with the contract. Or do you know anyone with experience in this area?"
She paused for a moment, then said, "You're in Yanjing! That's great. I'll bring the contract over for you to look at. Um—um—okay, I'll be there in a bit."
Ms. Tian hung up the phone with a smile. Turning around, she saw that her daughter had stopped rolling around on the bed at some point.
Tian Xiwei lay on the bed, her hands supporting her chin, her almond-shaped eyes staring intently at her through her disheveled hair.
"You called Aunt Hong again!" Xiaotian said;
"Yes. Mom doesn't understand these contract terms, so how can she feel at ease without having someone take a look?"
Your Aunt Hong just happened to be sent by the Qiaojia County Court to the Supreme People's Court for exchange and learning, and she's in Beijing right now. What a coincidence! I'll go see her in a bit.
Tian's mother stood up, walked to her daughter's bedside and sat down, reaching out to gently smooth out the messy strands of hair that had rolled across Tian tide's forehead.
"Want me to come along?"
"No need, you should get some rest and be well-rested; we have a shoot tomorrow! Didn't you tell them you were going to do your best?"
"I'm sure I'll be fine!" Oda smiled sweetly.
Mother Tian looked down at her, her finger resting on her forehead, her gaze gentle. "Mom knows, Mom gave birth to you so beautifully, you can definitely do it."
Tian tide tilted her head up and gave her a sweet smile.
Looking at her daughter's obedient face, Tian's mother knew her temper.
This girl appears sweet and easy to get along with on the outside, but deep down she has an innate straightforwardness and temperament.
Once I've made up my mind about something, nothing can change it.
This is how it was when I went to study at the Beijing Martial Arts School alone in my teens, and it was also like this when I decided to take the art exam at the last minute in my senior year of high school.
Fortunately, the young people I met today all seemed quite reliable.
Zhang Ruonan is steady and capable, Lao Li is honest and professional, Zhou Ye was a bit cold at first, but he has a good heart, and Liu Haochun looks like an honest girl.
As for Prince An...
She thought about how that boy had signed a lease for over 18 million yuan with a pen that afternoon without even blinking, and she couldn't quite describe how she felt.
It's not that it's bad, it's that it's too good.
It's so good it's almost unsettling.
Her thoughts drifted along, and suddenly she remembered something.
She looked down and saw her daughter still lying on the pillow playing on her phone.
She was texting Wang Zi'an, asking him what he should wear tomorrow.
The screen light shone on her face, making her almond-shaped eyes sparkle, and a smile played on her lips without her even realizing it.
"Xiaotian, Mom has something to ask you."
Xiaotian was typing on the screen with her head down when she heard her mother's tone suddenly change. She looked up, her almond-shaped eyes still sparkling. "What's wrong?"
"What do you think of Prince An?" Mother Tian asked meaningfully.