Movie King Dad, your daughter came to you from the countryside.

Chapter 122 Photos from 20 years ago

Chapter 122

Feng Zhan left in the middle of the afternoon.

Now that Nie Fuyao is ill and Nie Lingchuan sees him, it is inevitable that they will have to compete secretly.

In the past, I could bicker with my future father-in-law, but not now.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Nie Lingchuan ran all the way back home.

"Shake, are you feeling better?"

When I left in the morning, I was reluctant to leave, and I couldn't calm down all day long in the company.

The old man still wanted to let Yao Yao go over, but he was rejected.

Colds are contagious. The two older people had lower immunity than the younger ones. In the past, wouldn't it have increased their risk of getting sick?

"It's much more comfortable." Nie Fuyao said, "I came back quite early."

"It's only about 10 minutes early." He walked forward and sat down. "When you get better, I want to take you back to Qing Province. I have bought a cemetery and it will be in Wulingyuan. When I am no longer here, remember Bury me and your mother together."

Nie Fuyao nodded, "Okay."

In fact, when his daughter first came back, Nie Lingchuan wanted to move Fang Yunwu's tomb here.

But the possibility at that time was almost non-existent.

First of all, he and Xiao Wutong are not married yet and are not a legal couple.

Not to mention that Mrs. Fang is a greedy and vulgar person. Even if she agrees, I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money.

It was true that he had money, but it was impossible to give it to Mrs. Fang.

She had treated her daughter so harshly, and it was his greatest restraint not to press him to death with her own hands.

"It's the weekend."

The father and son were chatting here when Nie Lingchuan's cell phone rang.

After the call was connected, there was a strange man on the other side.

"Boss Nie!"

"Who are you?"

"I'm just a nobody." The man opposite said: "I have a set of photos of Mr. Nie and Ms. Fang. Now my daughter is suffering from cancer and is waiting for life-saving money. Can I exchange this set of photos for a sum of money?"

After that, the man added: "My name is Liu Yanjun, and I worked as a reporter for Xinghuo in the early years. The photo of you and Ms. Fang was accidentally taken when I went abroad on a business trip many years ago. I am not blackmailing you. I can You write the IOU, no matter what, I will definitely pay it back to you before I die."

Nie Lingchuan pondered for a moment and said, "Let's take some time to meet you tomorrow morning at the coffee shop across from the company downstairs."

"Okay, okay, thank you, Mr. Nie."

After hanging up the phone, Nie Lingchuan briefly spoke to his daughter.

"If it is true, you can see Xiao Wutong, she is very beautiful."

Nie Fuyao curled her lips and talked about his "little Wutong", Nie Lingchuan's eyes were shining.

"How pretty?"

"The most beautiful in the world."

Nie Fuyao had never met Fang Yunwu.

He died a few months after he was born, and there are no photos of Fang Yunwu at home.

In the early years, Nie Lingchuan was the most popular actor, so naturally he did not dare to take pictures.

It's not that he doesn't want to, but once the photos are leaked, he can withdraw from the circle, but it will definitely affect the people he loves.

He once had an illegitimate fan who secretly hacked into his computer and mobile phone, trying to find out some of his idol's private information.

Later, after being discovered by Nie Lingchuan's technical staff, the other party was sentenced to several years.

"Five years ago, there was an actor named Song Zhuoxuan in the industry. No matter in terms of acting skills or traffic, he was not comparable to Lu Bei now. Later it was revealed that he had already had a child in a secret marriage. Song Zhuoxuan seemed not to want his wife to continue to feel wronged and bring him a child. He held a press conference with his wife and newborn child." "Something happened?" Nie Fuyao asked.

"Well, some fanatic fans wanted to attack Song Zhuoxuan's wife and children at the press conference. He stepped forward to protect them in desperation, but was injured. After being sent to the hospital, resuscitation failed. He survived for two days and finally passed away. "

Looking at his daughter, Nie Lingchuan smiled and said: "Photos can certainly preserve the past, but compared to photos, my thoughts and memories are the clearest. They have no shelf life."

"That's very good." Nie Fuyao agreed with his statement.

"The reason why I agreed to this person this time is because I want you to see her."

It is bound to be a pity for a daughter to not know what her mother looks like yet.

Obviously, Nie Lingchuan, who loved his daughter deeply, did not want her to have this regret.

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"Boss Nie!"

A haggard Liu Yanjun appeared in the coffee shop.

He seemed a little decadent and embarrassed at the moment.

Opening the handbag, he immediately took out a stack of information.

"This is my household registration book..." After opening it, I found the page of my daughter. "This is my daughter's household registration page. These are my daughter's cases. She was diagnosed with cancer, Wilms tumor, in May last year. , malignant cancer.”

As he said this, Liu Yanjun's eyes turned red.

Probably because he cried too much, his eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes.

"I quit my job after my daughter fell ill, and my wife's health was not very good either. All the family's savings were spent, the house was lost, and relatives and friends couldn't borrow money anymore."

Liu Yanjun wiped his face in embarrassment, "I was desperate. The insurance company was no longer willing to pay. I submitted a complaint to the court, but my daughter couldn't afford to wait, so I found Mr. Nie as a last resort."

A yellow paper envelope appeared in front of Nie Lingchuan.

"This is a photo I took back then. I am a professional photographer and the photos are very clear."

Nie Lingchuan opened it, and with just one glance, he saw that his memories were stretched to 20 years ago.

The photo is very clear and new. It can be seen that the film was developed not long ago.

"The negatives are also in there." Liu Yanjun said, "These are all the negatives, 27 in total. Because they were not tasks assigned to me by the company, I kept these negatives myself and never developed them until two days ago. I just took the time to develop it in my darkroom.”

Nie Lingchuan put away the photo and said: "I will give you 100 million..."

It's not that he is pretending to be domineering.

Just because he also has a daughter, he hates to see this kind of thing.

"No, thank you, Mr. Nie." Liu Yanjun shook his head and refused, "50 is my limit. If it's more, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach it. As a father, I have done my best."

"I don't need you to pay back!" Nie Lingchuan was not so cold-blooded.

"You have to pay it back." Liu Yanjun's voice was dry. "Otherwise, I will never be able to close my eyes with the debt."

The other party insisted, and Nie Lingchuan said nothing more.

"I will lend you this 50 yuan. You can go to Qunxing Charity to apply for help, and I will help you connect."

"Thank you, Mr. Nie, for your kindness." Liu Yanjun's sad look was extremely pitiful, "Thank you."

Nie Lingchuan nodded, "Wait a moment,"

With that said, he called the person in charge of Qunxing Charity.

Star Charity is jointly maintained by stars in the circle. The initiator is Zhang Lingguang, a national first-class actor, a famous director, and a second-generation director.

After Director Zhang passed away, the head of the charity foundation fell to Gao Shan, the current director of the Film Association.

Nie Lingchuan and Gao Shan are of the same age and often collaborate.

The foundation's accounts are open and transparent, and anyone can check them on the official website. However, the donor's information is encrypted and is only made public for three days at the end of each year to facilitate the reconciliation of accounts by netizens.

(End of this chapter)