Life countdown begins, ice queen bursts into security room

The next morning, Jiang Fan sat in his office swivel chair and continued writing his script.

There was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

Li Cheng pushed the door open, pulled out a chair, sat down, and pushed a folder across the table.

"Brother Jiang, I've found out. There's news from the Hou family troupe."

Jiang Fan stopped what he was doing and opened the folder.

"The current head of the Hou family troupe is Hou Chuanwu, and he has a son named Hou Jinlai, who is 26 years old this year."

Li Cheng pointed to a photo in the document.

"This kid has been practicing monkey opera with his father since he was a child, and his movements and skills are top-notch. A few years ago, he even won a gold medal in a national opera competition."

Jiang Fan looked at the young man in the photo.

With slender features, sunken eyes, and a wild look in his eyes, his bone structure perfectly matches the requirements for Sun Wukong.

"Have you made contact with them?" Jiang Fan closed the folder.

Li Cheng scratched the back of his head.

"We made contact, but it was met with a cold shoulder. Hou Jinlai himself was interested, but his father, Old Master Hou, was a stubborn old man."

"He insisted that the entertainment industry is a big dye vat, and that their Hou family's monkey show is a national treasure that cannot be used to entertain people in front of the TV."

Jiang Fan tapped his fingers twice on the table.

Money won't do much good for traditional craftsmen.

But Sun Wukong is the soul of the entire "Journey to the West".

Other roles can be chosen slowly, but this monkey must be a professional.

"Book two plane tickets to Beijing this afternoon." Jiang Fan handed the folder back. "Let's go there ourselves."

Li Cheng took the folder and stood up.

"Okay, I'll take care of it right away. What do we do when we get to the capital? Find someone to make connections?"

"Let's go take a look first."

At 6 p.m., the two landed at Kyoto Daxing Airport.

Li Cheng hailed a car and headed straight for Nancheng, where he parked in front of a star-rated hotel.

The two took their luggage and entered the lobby.

Li Cheng took out his ID card and handed it to the front desk.

"Please book two double rooms."

Jiang Fan stood to the side and spoke.

"Just open one room first."

Li Cheng turned to look at Jiang Fan and shivered.

"Brother Jiang, how about we share a room? I snore, fart, and grind my teeth when I sleep. Do you have such a strong preference?"

Jiang Fan glanced at him.

"Get out, live by yourself. I'm going to find a friend."

Li Cheng sized Jiang Fan up and down.

"You have friends in the capital? Male or female? I've never heard of them."

Jiang Fan ignored him and turned to walk out of the lobby.

"Brother Jiang, if you're not coming back tonight, what time are we going to Nancheng tomorrow?" Li Cheng chased after him to the door.

"Wait for me at the hotel entrance at 10 a.m. tomorrow."

Jiang Fan walked out of the hotel, took out his phone, and opened Tang Yingxue's WeChat.

Send me your location.

The message had just been sent when the dialog box displayed "The other party is typing" at the top.

Ten seconds later, Tang Yingxue turned around.

"You've come to the capital?"

Jiang Fan: "Mm."

Tang Yingxue sent her location. "Go upstairs when you arrive. The password is 0715."

Jiang Fan put away his phone and hailed a taxi.

"Let's go to Kyoto No.1 House."

The taxis moved in and out of traffic during the evening rush hour.

The car stopped at the entrance of the residential area.

Jiang Fan paid the fare and got out of the car. After registering with the security guard, he went inside according to the building number sent by Tang Yingxue.

It was a large, single-level apartment on the top floor. Jiang Fan stood in front of the door and entered 0715 on the keypad lock.

The door lock beeped and opened.

The entryway is spacious, and next to the shoe cabinet is a pair of brand-new men's slippers.

Jiang Fan changed into slippers and went inside.

The living room is very large and luxuriously decorated.

The panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows offer a view of Beijing's nightscape.

Tang Yingxue sat on the sofa scrolling through her phone.

She wore a black silk robe with the belt loosely tied at the waist.

Jiang Fan walked over and sat down on the single sofa next to him.

Tang Yingxue got up, poured a glass of warm water, and walked back to hand it to Jiang Fan.

She didn't go back to her original seat, but instead sat down next to Jiang Fan on the armrest of the single sofa.

"Are you in the capital on business?"

"Find an actor."

Jiang Fan took a sip of water and put the glass down.

Tang Yingxue looked at Jiang Fan's face, which was so close to hers.

Since returning from Shanghai, her skin condition has deteriorated significantly in the past ten days.

Fine lines are starting to appear at the corners of my eyes again.

From frugality to luxury is easy, from luxury to frugality.

Having experienced that youthful glow, she can't stand even a single wrinkle now.

I had originally planned to find an excuse to fly to Shanghai in a few days to see Jiang Fan, but I didn't expect him to come to me on his own.

Tang Yingxue's gaze drifted down and landed on Jiang Fan's collar.

Besides her skin condition, there was something else on her mind.

The news that Su Yuyan acquired the TV series rights to "Journey to the West" has already spread within the industry.

She not only acquired the copyright, but also agreed to play the role of the White Bone Demon in the film.

Xu Qingya trampled her underfoot with her song "As You Wish," and now Su Yuyan is climbing up the ladder again with Jiang Fan's script.

The power structure of the four top female stars is about to be reshuffled by Jiang Fan alone.

She can't just sit idly by; she has to find a way to get a role.

She had read Journey to the West carefully, and the Queen of the Women's Kingdom in the story was quite good.

She is the only female character in the original novel who has a romantic entanglement with Tang Sanzang.

If performed well, the popularity will definitely be no less than that of the White Bone Demon.

Tang Yingxue stood up.

"Come on, since this is your first time visiting my home, let me show you around."

She led Jiang Fan directly to the end of the corridor.

Jiang Fan followed behind.

Tang Yingxue pushed open the wooden door at the end of the corridor, which led to her master bedroom.

The master bedroom is very spacious, with a large bed that is two meters wide placed in the middle.

A warm yellow table lamp was lit by the bedside.

Jiang Fan looked at Tang Yingxue.

"Teacher Tang, why are you showing us the bedroom right away?"

Tang Yingxue didn't reply. She raised her hand and placed it on Jiang Fan's shoulder.

"I want a role in your Journey to the West too."

She's a businesswoman, and she never hides her motives.

Jiang Fan placed his hand on her waist; the silk felt very smooth.

Tang Yingxue's body tensed immediately, and that familiar feeling of fear crept up her spine.

What kind of role do you want to play?

"The Queen of the Women's Kingdom"

Jiang Fan paused for two seconds.

Information asymmetry is a good thing.

Tang Yingxue was unaware that Xu Qingya had already decided on the role in bed, and even the conditions for adding more scenes had been agreed upon.

Jiang Fan neither directly refused nor agreed.

"I'll give it a try first and see what kind of role you're suited for."

Tang Yingxue didn't understand the subtext in his words; she thought Jiang Fan had given up.

She took the initiative to unbuckle her belt.

The black silk robe slipped down her shoulders and fell onto the carpet.

There was nothing inside.

Jiang Fan pushed her down onto the bed, and with just a little force, Tang Yingxue completely lost the initiative.

The mattress made a slight rubbing sound.

Tang Yingxue bit her lip and gripped the bed sheet with both hands.

She wanted to maintain her diva status, but her body was completely out of her control.

"You..." Tang Yingxue's voice was broken, "Will you give me the role... or not?"

Jiang Fan did not answer.

Tang Yingxue's special physique once again demonstrated astonishing contractile power, forcing Jiang Fan to shift his attention.