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Chapter 316 I Just Want To See (Monthly Pass Plus Changes)
They also don't need to rush at this moment. Zhao Mingchen passed away, and Jingxing Group's stock directly fell to the limit. If Zhao Hanchen didn't have the ability to turn the tide, it would only be a matter of time before he stepped down. They just had to wait.

Up to now, there is only one word "forbearance", which is an irrefutable truth.

When Zhao Hanchen arrived at the cemetery with the columbarium in his hands, the snow had already fallen so hard that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

The housekeeper held Zhao Hanshen's umbrella and followed him with difficulty.

"You don't need to open an umbrella for me." Zhao Han said lightly.

The butler couldn't bear to look at Zhao Hanchen.

Since the master passed away until now, the Patriarch has not shed a single tear.

But he could see that the only ones present who were really sad for the master were himself and the Patriarch.

The pain of the owner is more than that of himself.

The butler silently stopped and let Zhao Han walk into the heavy snow.

This is the private cemetery of the Zhao family. Zhao Mingchen's cemetery was chosen in the best Fengshui location, and the trend is closest to it.

During the long and difficult journey, Zhao Hanshen held Zhao Mingchen's columbarium, each step getting heavier and heavier.

The father-son relationship between him and Zhao Mingchen has not been confided much in so many years.Alienated for too long, you will forget how to get along.

And now Zhao Mingchen is gone.

This is destined to be a regret in his life.

Zhao Zhensheng and the others stood far behind, looking at Zhao Hanchen's back covered in snow, each had their own thoughts in their hearts, but there was no grief at all.

Zhao Mingchen's funeral was grand, but people's hearts were scattered.

Ye Cheng waited outside the cemetery, and when he saw Zhao Hanshen coming out, he was stunned and said, "Chairman, why are you covered with snow?"

Zhao Hanshen took off his suit jacket and put it in Ye Cheng's hands, "Has Li Sitian returned to China?"

"I'm back." Ye Cheng asked hesitantly: "Chairman, do you want to go find her now?"

Zhao Han raised his eyes and glanced at the sky. He didn't know what he was thinking. After a long time, he said softly: "Sooner or later."

The nights in the northern suburbs are bitingly cold, and it is said that it is so cold when the Chinese New Year is approaching.

Sun Man bought souvenirs for everyone in the crew. They were in small pink boxes, and inside were the products she endorsed.

Lan Rong was reading the script in Cheng Weiyue's room, put the small box on the table casually, and said with a tusk: "I'm a big man, what is it like to give me a pink box!"

Cheng Weiyue also smiled, and said: "It's also a wish from others, so keep it if you don't like it."

Lan Rong closed the script full of notes, and commented: "Sun Man has really changed a lot these days. How could she give such a small gift to the crew before? When I first met her, he was simply Nostrils up."

"Life is so smooth, it's inevitable that you will go astray for a while." Cheng Weiyue picked up the small gift and looked at it, "She has changed a lot these days. She signed up for an acting class and specially practiced her manners."

"Who hasn't changed much? Hey, do you still remember that "Zhi Lan"?" Lan Rong said casually.

Cheng Weiyue put the little gift aside, but the image of Zhong Qing in the cave with tears in her eyes flashed across her mind.

Her tone was clearly indifferent: "Chu Manxiao's "Zhi Lan"?"

"Didn't the movie be removed because of Qiao Jingxue's sudden withdrawal?" Lan Rong smiled mysteriously and said, "I heard from others that Chu Manxiao is now looking for a new actor. Retake the show again."

"This is her last work, of course she is not reconciled to being ruined by Qiao Jingxue alone." Cheng Weiyue's eyes were cold, and she said indifferently: "It is said that this script has been polished for a long time, and it is reasonable for her to ask someone to reshoot it. "

"I just think that things in the entertainment industry are really real. As soon as the old people leave, the capital will find new people to replace them. The audience is forgetful. In a few years, who will still remember Qiao Jingxue?"

This extremely popular name has gradually faded with the passage of time.

Even Cheng Weiyue herself hardly thought of this person again.

The two chatted for a while, and the sky outside the window had completely darkened.

Before they left, they still asked insincerely: "Wei Yue, what are you planning?"

"What did you plan?" Cheng Weiyue was taken aback.

"It's what Li Qi told you. How did you plan?" Lan Rong scratched his hair, looked at Cheng Weiyue's expression from the corner of his eye, and carefully said: "I also knew about this from Li Qi." , I think, this kind of opportunity is rare, if you don't go, you will regret it in the future."

"Understood, I will think about it carefully." Cheng Weiyue sighed, and smiled slightly: "It's hard for you to turn over the script every day, and you still have time to care about me."

"Look at what you said, I can't care about you anymore? We have worked together for such a long time, and I am not a piece of wood, so I still have a little friendship with you." Lan Rong curled his lips and said: " As long as you think about it yourself, then I won’t talk about it.”

Cheng Weiyue sent Lan Rong to the door, still in a daze.

Everyone will say right or wrong about the choices made on the fork in life, but if you really want to make up your mind, it's a completely different matter
Lan Rong had a drink with his friends at night, and it was still early. When he left the hotel, he asked the security guard at the door to borrow an umbrella.

Just before getting into the car, he saw a Cullinan parked in the corner.

The license plate is a consecutive number 7, the abbreviation and letters of Jingcheng.

But it was too dark, and he thought in a trance that he had misread it.

Friends called his name and asked him what he was watching.

He withdrew his gaze, pinched his eyebrows and said, "I've been reading the script for too long, my eyes are dazzled, I guess I read it wrong."

Zhou Jingwei didn't know what he was here for, but just watched the lights in Cheng Weiyue's bedroom turn on, and his heart was burning.

Zhou Siheng sent him a text message 10 minutes ago, asking where he was.

Zhou Bingquan was officially discharged from the hospital, and everyone in the Zhou family had gone, except him.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether he is there or not. The Zhou family has been divorced for a long time, and he doesn't want to do such things on the scene.

He replied to Zhou Siheng that he was going to see Cheng Weiyue.

There was a lengthy silence before Zhou Siheng replied: "Will you take her back?"

Zhou Jingwei didn't reply.

The wipers swept away the snow particles on the windows, and the car was very quiet, only the sound of snow and the sound of the wipers scraping against the windows could be heard.

He looked at the bright lights above the hotel, and his heart tightened and tightened.

He hesitated for a long time before calling Cheng Weiyue.

After only a few rings, Cheng Weiyue called his name with a tired voice.

His eyelashes drooped, his slender fingers clasped the edge of the phone, and his fingertips turned white: "Is your throat uncomfortable?"

(End of this chapter)