Life countdown begins, ice queen bursts into security room

After finishing their roast duck, the two drove back to Courtyard No. 1.

Tang Yingxue had just entered the room and changed into her slippers when she turned around, hooked her fingers around Jiang Fan's collar, and pulled him towards the bedroom.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Fan asked.

"Since you've come all the way to the capital, I need to make up for all the food I've consumed over the past two weeks."

Jiang Fan was pulled into the bedroom by her.

This time, Tang Yingxue was smarter and didn't try to be strong anymore. She obediently lay down and let Jiang Fan do it.

Even so, she started begging for mercy before the first round was even over.

An hour later, Tang Yingxue lay on the bed, her face buried in the pillow, panting.

"Is that enough?" Jiang Fan reached for the water glass on the bedside table and took a sip.

Tang Yingxue turned over, looked at the ceiling, and calmed down for a while.

"One more time."

Jiang Fan put down his water glass and turned to look at her.

"Don't you have a schedule tomorrow?"

Tang Yingxue turned to the side and ran her finger across Jiang Fan's leg.

"The announcement is for this afternoon. I can catch up on some sleep this morning."

She rolled over, turned around, and straddled Jiang Fan with her back to him.

"I'll try that one you taught me last time again."

After tossing and turning until midnight, Tang Yingxue was too exhausted to even speak and simply collapsed into a deep sleep.

The system panel popped up at 1 a.m.

[Deep Compatibility x2, Lifespan +4000]

Current lifespan: 95800 points

The next morning at 10:00 AM, at the departure hall of Kyoto Daxing Airport.

Tang Yingxue, wearing a mask and a baseball cap, stood outside the security checkpoint.

"Remember to send me the script as soon as it's finished."

"Okay." Jiang Fan took the boarding pass.

Tang Yingxue took a step forward.

"Also, let me know in advance next time you come to Beijing. I've already canceled all my engagements."

Jiang Fan glanced at her.

"Teacher Tang, are you reluctant to see me go?"

Tang Yingxue pulled her mask up a little. "Stop being so vain."

At 2 PM, the plane landed at Hongqiao Airport.

Jiang Fan took a taxi to the company.

When the car passed through Nanjing West Road, there was a traffic jam ahead.

The driver muttered, "What are you buying? Why are there so many people? They're blocking the road."

Jiang Fan glanced out the window.

At the entrance of Huaxin Bookstore, the queue stretched all the way from the store entrance to the curb, with security guards maintaining order.

The banner at the entrance proclaims in large letters: "Journey to the West Deluxe Collector's Edition Arrives Today!"

Jiang Fan asked the driver to pull over briefly and rolled down the window.

The people in line were of all ages.

Middle school students in school uniforms, young mothers with their children, and several elderly men with gray hair.

A middle-aged man wearing glasses stood in the middle of the line, making a phone call on his cell phone.

"...Yes, Huaxin Bookstore. Hurry up and come over, there are only a few hundred copies left of the hardcover edition. I want to buy a set for my son, but you can only buy one set at a time."

Jiang Fan looked away and rolled up the car window.

"Let's go."

Song Siyi is very efficient, and the second batch of goods was distributed faster than expected.

The car rejoined the traffic, and Jiang Fan leaned back in the back seat, closing his eyes.

After returning, I must concentrate and finish compiling the entire script for Journey to the West within a week.

After returning to his studio, Jiang Fan locked himself in his office and spent all his time writing scripts, except for eating and sleeping.

At 11 a.m. on Wednesday, Jiang Fan typed the last period on the keyboard.

He saved the documents and took out a thick stack of A4 paper from the printer to print them out.

Jiang Fan picked up his coffee and took a sip when his phone rang.

It was a voice message from Su Yuyan.

"Come to my company."

There was no small talk, and the tone was very sharp.

Jiang Fan could roughly guess what was going on, picked up the printed script, and walked out of the office.

At the headquarters of Times Media, Jiang Fan was led directly to Su Yuyan's office door by the receptionist.

Jiang Fan pushed open the door and went in.

Su Yuyan sat behind her desk, wearing a gray cashmere sweater, her hair tied up, her face expressionless.

A contract lay open on the table.

Jiang Fan walked over and glanced down at it.

The contract's first party is Tianyu Media – Xu Qingya's agent, Chen Lan.

The offer is for Hsu Ching-ya to play the role of "Queen of the Women's Kingdom" in the TV series "Journey to the West", with a price tag of ten million.

Su Yuyan placed her hands on the table and looked at Jiang Fan.

"Xu Qingya is playing the Queen of the Women's Kingdom. When did you decide on that?"

"Last week."

Did you contact me before casting the role?

"Not yet."

"I'm very angry." Su Yuyan's voice was calm, but her eyes didn't smile.

Jiang Fan leaned against Su Yuyan's desk.

"What are you angry about?"

"This is my project, and I've already signed the performance-based agreement. Casting is such a big decision, and you made the decision without even consulting me."

Su Yuyan slapped the contract down. "And she's asking for ten million. Who does she think she is?"

Jiang Fan reached out and took the contract back, flipped to the page about the payment, picked up the pen on the table, crossed out "1000 million", and wrote a number next to it.

100 million.

Su Yuyan glanced down.

"One million?"

"She's never acted before." Jiang Fan put down his pen. "Why would she ask for ten million? One million would be enough."

Su Yuyan stared at that number for three seconds.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"Then I'll really reply to her like that. If she gets upset, I won't care."

"what ever."

Jiang Fan stood up, walked around the desk, and went to the door.

Click, the office door locked.

Su Yuyan sat in the swivel chair, looking at him.

What are you doing?

Jiang Fan walked to the desk and placed his hands on the edge of the desk.

"You're too hot-tempered. Let me help you cool down."

Su Yuyan leaned back.

"Don't do anything reckless. I have a meeting in a bit."

Jiang Fan walked around the desk, grabbed the armrest of the chair, and pulled himself and the chair back half a meter.

He bent down and picked up Su Yuyan.

Su Yuyan struggled for a moment, and one of her high heels was kicked off.

Jiang Fan carried her directly to the large French window.

Outside, there was a bustling flow of cars and people, and the glass curtain wall of the office building across the street reflected a blinding light.

"Are you crazy?" Su Yuyan asked in a low voice, her hand resting on the glass.

"It's a one-way mirror. What are you afraid of?" Jiang Fan said, pressing against her back.

Su Yuyan's legs went weak, and she pressed her hands tightly against the glass.

There were about a hundred pedestrians waiting at the traffic light, and private cars drove past them one after another.

The feeling of being constantly exposed to the gaze of thousands of people pushed her nerves to their limit.

Jiang Fan unzipped her bodycon skirt.

There's something else I haven't told you.

Su Yuyan asked, panting, "What is it?"

"Shen Nian has also joined the cast. She'll be playing the Jade Rabbit Spirit."

Su Yuyan turned her head and glared at Jiang Fan. "You brought her in here too?"

"Not just her," Jiang Fan said, supporting her waist. "Tang Yingxue is also coming. She'll be playing Guanyin."

Su Yuyan was a little dazed.

She held onto the glass with one hand, while her fingernails dug into Jiang Fan's arm with the other.

"Jiang Fan! Do you think my film crew is your harem?!"

Su Yuyan's voice rose two octaves.

"Do you even know what kind of chaos the production crew becomes when these people get together? The PR department is going crazy just dealing with their trending topics every day!"

Jiang Fan didn't reply, but lifted Su Yuyan's leg that wasn't wearing high heels and changed the angle.

Su Yuyan couldn't take it anymore.

She noticed that Jiang Fan was different today than before.

Normally she could hold her own for a while, but today Jiang Fan's strength and frequency completely exceeded her tolerance.

She braced herself against the glass, her body sliding downwards.

"Please... spare me... I'll do whatever you want..." Su Yuyan's voice trembled.

Jiang Fan put one arm around her waist and pulled her up.

"Weren't you full of energy just now? Keep cursing."

The traffic outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was still moving, and the only sound in the office was rapid breathing.

An hour later, Su Yuyan completely surrendered.

She collapsed into Jiang Fan's arms, and Jiang Fan carried her back to the swivel chair behind his desk.

Su Yuyan was lying on the table, her hair disheveled, and her bodycon skirt was bunched up at her waist.

She turned her head to look at Jiang Fan. "Did you take your medicine today?"

Jiang Fan straightened his clothes and pulled over a chair to sit down.

"This is a basic skill."

Su Yuyan closed her eyes, not wanting to pay any more attention to him.

The system panel popped up in front of Jiang Fan's eyes.

[Deep Compatibility x1, Lifespan +1000]

Current lifespan: 96800 points

Jiang Fan pushed the script on the table over.

"This is the complete script of Journey to the West. The costumes and props must be made strictly according to the annotations in the script. Not even a little bit off is acceptable."

Su Yuyan opened her eyes and looked at the thick stack of A4 papers.

She reached out and turned two pages.

The top is covered with annotations.

From the scene setting to the tone of the dialogue, everything is written clearly.

Su Yuyan stopped flipping through the documents.

She looked up at Jiang Fan. "You wrote this in a week?"

"What else? Finalize the cast list as soon as possible. Apart from those few, prioritize choosing supporting roles from your company."

Su Yuyan closed the script.

"Okay. I'll start the meeting in a bit."

She paused for a moment and looked at Jiang Fan.

"If those women cause trouble on set, who will be responsible?"

Jiang Fan stood up and walked towards the door.

"I'll take responsibility."

He put his hand on the doorknob and opened the door.

"You manage your money and publicity. I'm in charge of things on set."