The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 45 I want to chase him
Gao Yuanyuan made the decision and chose a well-known Shandong cuisine restaurant nearby as the dinner venue.

After we requested a private room and ordered our food, we talked about cultural companies again. She immediately said, "You did mention it. In the 18th letter, I complained to you about some trivial issues with publishing, and you said in that letter that we could set up a cultural company. Start with an empty shell, and then gradually fill it up. That way, when we publish more works in the future and want to adapt them into film and television series, it will be easier to negotiate."

"It can also serve as my economic company." Li Xiaoran added proudly.

No, there's nothing to be proud of. The cultural company is also responsible for the artist's financial affairs. If the responsibilities are not clear, it will easily lead to conflicts in the future. Xu Jiuyang rolled his eyes in his heart, and then sighed.

It feels like this is a suggestion I could really make, but... I really have no impression of it. Even if I don't have a golden finger for memory, it shouldn't be to this extent, right?

Unfortunately, not only does he have to pretend to say "I did say that" on the surface, he also has to continue to make a few remarks: "If there are still functions related to actor economics, it is best to hire professionals."

"Don't worry, we just registered a short time ago, so take your time," Gao Yuanyuan said with a smile. "But, Xiaoyang, is you interested in taking a position here?"

"Ah?" Xu Jiuyang blinked. Why didn't this Sister Yuanyuan play by the rules?

"It's like this," Gao Yuanyuan explained. "Anyway, I've benefited a lot from Xiaoyang. Both 'Invasion of the Brain Cells' and 'Beauty at War' were developed through discussions with Xiaoyang. However, it seems inappropriate to ask Xiaoyang to also give his name, but if I don't, I'd feel a bit sorry for Xiaoyang. So, how about having Xiaoyang take a position at the cultural company?"

"This..." Xu Jiuyang didn't know how to answer for a moment.

The reason why he gave his all in giving advice was purely out of a playful attitude. These ideas all came from his previous life and he didn't put in any effort. What's more, the content of the novel was also written word by word by the other party.

Gao Yuanyuan immediately added, "Besides, I'm also very interested in the idea you mentioned earlier, and I'd like to continue discussing it with you, so this is a good fit."

After saying that, she looked at him with her bright big eyes, as if asking: You won't just leave it like this, will you?

Xu Jiuyang's heartbeat quickened noticeably. She was originally beautiful and pure, and her clothing taste and grooming were much better than at the same time in her previous life. Coupled with that pair of frameless glasses, she was the epitome of an artistic young woman.

He had to cough dryly: "Um, Sister Yuanyuan, I just joined an advertising company as a copywriter. The boss is pretty good. It wouldn't be a good idea to quit right away."

"That's okay," Gao Yuanyuan said with a smile. "The cultural company I registered is just an empty shell anyway. I guess I'll have to wait until I finish writing my second book before I start filling it up. It won't be too late for you to come over then."

"Then...thank you very much, Sister Yuanyuan." Xu Jiuyang thought about it and agreed.

Before I can save enough money to achieve my small goal of financial freedom, I still have to do something. I can only do the copywriting for Fatty Lei temporarily, and I can't do it for a long time.

So, my writing skills have been honed now, and I can write some realistic themes in the future, such as "Li Xuelian's Complaint" and "A Flowing River". If Dameiyu's cultural company is established in the future, I can ask her to help run it.

Just ...

"I'll go to the kitchen to urge them." Xu Jiuyang suddenly stood up and left the private room.

"Oh my, you're shy." Li Xiaoran laughed, "But it's quite cute."

Then, she licked her lips and suddenly took Gao Yuanyuan's arm: "Yuanyuan, I want to pursue him!"

"Ah?" Gao Yuanyuan, who was obviously thinking about something, came back to her senses.

"I said, I want to pursue him. I'm 24 years old and have never had a serious relationship. The ones I met were either idiots or liars. If I don't have a relationship soon, I'll get old!" Li Xiaoran said anxiously.

"Then go after her." Gao Yuanyuan sighed.

"Of course I want to pursue him. He's so handsome and so cute..." Li Xiaoran, who had been mumbling continuously, finally came to her senses. "Really? You agree?"

"You need my permission to date?" Gao Yuanyuan asked back, putting on a helpless expression, but her eyes flickered. "Oh, I don't need you to check things out for me. Without you, I'd be sold and still help count the money." Li Xiaoran sighed, "You're sure this time. If I get cheated, I'll never let you go."

"I've been corresponding with him for three years, so I can be sure of that." Gao Yuanyuan nodded immediately.

However, Li Xiaoran still looked at her straight.

"What else, Li Dabai?" Gao Yuanyuan looked helpless.

"Um... Yuanyuan, tell me honestly..." Li Xiaoran asked carefully, "How do you feel about him?"

Gao Yuanyuan sighed: "I have a good impression of her, and I like her very much, but to what extent, I can't tell."

After saying that, she reached out and pinched Li Xiaoran's cheek, then moved closer and teased, "Why, do you want to give in?"

"Who... who said they were going to give in!" Li Xiaoran said, looking fierce but weak. "Only by knowing yourself and your enemy... can you win every battle!"

"Alright, if you want to pursue me, go ahead. I'll cover for you, just like before." Gao Yuanyuan pinched her again, her tone quite domineering. Then, seeing that she was still staring at her, she asked, "What's wrong now?"

"No...it's okay..." Li Xiaoran quickly turned his head away and scratched his face with his fingers feeling guilty.

Then, there was a knock on the door, and Xu Jiuyang came in carrying Zhang Yin in his arms like a princess, with a plastic bag in his hand. Zhang Yin buried her head in his chest, and the blush spread to her neck.

"Hey, what's going on?" Li Xiaoran jumped up quickly.

"Just now, um, I went to the kitchen to urge something, and was about to go outside to take a look, when I saw that sister Yinyin had sprained her ankle on the street and couldn't walk." Xu Jiuyang explained and put Zhang Yin on the chair.

"I'll ask the boss for a towel and ice. Apply cold compress for 24 hours and then apply hot compress." He said and left the private room again.

"Yinyin, you are a track and field athlete, so how come you sprain your ankle?" Although Li Xiaoran was complaining, he squatted down, helped Zhang Yin take off her shoes, and then lifted her feet up to observe them carefully.

"How are you? Are you okay?" Gao Yuanyuan came over and asked.

"It's okay. It's a little red, but not swollen. It's not a big problem." Li Xiaoran breathed a sigh of relief.

"Actually...it's nothing..." Zhang Yin said in a low voice.

"What do you mean it's nothing? I heard that you can't walk after spraining your ankle. Although Xiaoyang seems to be taking advantage of you, he didn't do anything wrong." Li Xiaoran said casually.

"No..." Zhang Yin's face, which had just faded a little, turned red again.

"Li Dabai, shut up. Yinyin was injured because of you." Gao Yuanyuan, who was watching, handed him a can of drink.

"Huh? Didn't they say it was discontinued?" Li Xiaoran exclaimed after seeing the words clearly. Then she hugged one of Zhang Yin's legs and swung her around like a playful child. "As expected, Yin Yin is the best to me!"

Not only that, she also stuffed the drink into her bag: "Yinyin bought this for me with her own money, I want to take it back and keep it as a treasure!"

"Sister Ranran..." Zhang Yin was so embarrassed that she could dig out a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment with her toes, but she felt a lot more relaxed.

Gao Yuanyuan watched all this from the side, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, then her gaze moved to the door and became meaningful.

(End of this chapter)