Life countdown begins, ice queen bursts into security room

After Jiang Fan finished speaking, the corridor fell completely silent.

No one dared to utter a sound.

Tang Yingxue looked at him, and the cold expression she had just worn vanished instantly.

"Don't worry, Director Jiang, I will definitely cooperate and give a good performance."

Xu Qingya glared at Tang Yingxue before replying.

"I'll cooperate. I'll carefully study the romantic scenes between the Queen of the Women's Kingdom and Tang Sanzang, and I'll practice them extra when I get home tonight."

Su Yuyan glanced at the two of them.

"The White Bone Demon and Tang Sanzang will have quite a few scenes together, so Director Jiang shouldn't show favoritism."

Shen Nian bit her lip, her eyes glued to Jiang Fan.

"Me too."

Jiang Fan didn't respond to their conversation.

"Everyone, you can leave now."

He turned and walked toward the elevator.

The four women remained where they were.

Xu Qingya stared at Tang Yingxue's face for a while.

"What skincare products has Teacher Tang been using lately? She looks so good."

Tang Yingxue touched her cheek.

"Nothing special, just better sleep."

Su Yuyan chimed in from the side.

"Good sleep is indeed good for you, but I wonder where you sleep."

Tang Yingxue turned to look at her.

"No need for you to worry about that, Mr. Su. You should practice your lines more when you have time."

"bite."

The elevator arrived, and the metal doors slid open to both sides.

Jiang Fan stepped inside.

The four women started walking almost simultaneously and followed.

Five people squeezed into the same elevator car.

The door slowly closed, and Jiang Fan stood in the center.

The elevator car was cramped, and the four people began to consciously or unconsciously move closer to Jiang Fan.

Xu Qingya stood to his left, her fingers seemingly brushing against the back of Jiang Fan's hand.

Tang Yingxue stood on the right, but the toes of her high heels leaned closer to Jiang Fan's leather shoes, almost touching them.

Su Yuyan stood in front, turned her head and looked at Jiang Fan.

"I'm having a concert at the Shanghai Stadium next week. I gave Siyi two VIP tickets, so you two can go together."

The elevator car fell silent instantly.

Xu Qingya, Tang Yingxue, and Shen Nian realized what was happening at the same time.

Siyi, my younger sister.

Song Siyi, the president of Qitian Culture.

The woman who holds all the copyrights to "Journey to the West".

Xu Qingya turned her head to look at Jiang Fan, breaking the silence first.

"Director Jiang, there are still a few parts of the script for 'The Kingdom of Women' that I'm not sure about. Let's go over the lines tonight?"

Tang Yingxue was not to be outdone.

"Jiang Fan, I still need to adjust Guanyin's sitting posture. I want to review the posture you taught me last night."

last night.

As soon as those two words were uttered, Xu Qingya and Su Yuyan's gazes simultaneously turned towards Tang Yingxue.

Shen Nian stood in the corner, looking at Jiang Fan's bald head, and swallowed hard.

She had no right to take him away; she could only watch helplessly.

Jiang Fan watched as the elevator floor numbers jumped down.

"Ding." The elevator has arrived at the first floor.

Jiang Fan took the lead and stepped out.

"We'll talk about the script once we're on set." He walked towards the door without looking back. "I'm going back to Qitian Culture to work overtime. Don't bother looking for me."

Four women stood in the elevator, watching Jiang Fan's figure disappear through the revolving doors.

Xu Qingya withdrew her gaze and glanced at Su Yuyan.

"You must be Siyi, right? I'll pay you a visit another day."

Tang Yingxue stepped out of the elevator in her high heels.

"Let's rely on our own abilities."

Jiang Fan walked out of the Times Media Building.

The tip of my nose was still surrounded by a mixture of four different perfume scents.

He walked to the roadside, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for Qitian Culture.

Twenty minutes later, the taxi stopped downstairs at the office building.

Jiang Fan took the elevator upstairs and pushed open the door to the president's office.

Song Siyi was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window making a phone call.

Hearing the noise, she turned around.

He gave a couple of instructions over the phone and then hung up.

Her gaze lingered on Jiang Fan's bald head for two seconds before she walked over and reached out to touch it.

"Director Yang's requirements?" Song Siyi asked.

"Hmm." Jiang Fan walked to the sofa, sat down, and poured a glass of water. "How's the animation department setup going?"

"We've recruited two managers, the team is starting to take shape, and we've already released three versions of the original artwork."

Song Siyi walked over and sat down next to him, gently sniffing the air.

Chanel No. 5, Jo Malone Bluebell, Dior J'adore, and a faint scent of rose.

Four flavors mixed together.

Song Siyi pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses.

"I recognize President Su's perfume scent. As for the other three, it seems today's audition is quite lively."

Jiang Fan glanced at her.

"You can smell that?"

"Tch." Song Siyi didn't ask any more questions about this issue. She picked up the tablet and drew up a report.

"The physical book of 'Journey to the West' has been reprinted for the fourth time. Huaxin has paid the second installment, and there are also advance payments for peripheral licensing. Qitian Culture currently has enough cash on hand to produce three TV series on your own."

Jiang Fan glanced at the numbers at the bottom of the screen.

580 million.

This is Song Siyi's source of confidence.

She doesn't need to sell her looks or engage in petty squabbles in the hallways; her solid achievements are her greatest source of confidence.

Jiang Fan reached out and put his arm around Song Siyi's waist, pulling her into his embrace.

Song Siyi leaned over and wrapped her arms around his neck.

My fingers traced across his bald head.

"Come with me to the orphanage this afternoon. Aunt Fang said Tiger keeps asking to hear the sequel to Journey to the West."

Jiang Fan put down his water glass and moved his hand upwards along Song Siyi's waistline.

"We can talk about this afternoon's business this afternoon; let's take care of the important matters first."

Song Siyi pressed his hand down.

"Go lock the door first."

She stood up, walked to the door, and pressed the deadbolt.

On the way back, the top two buttons of his shirt were undone.

An hour later.

Jiang Fan leaned back on the sofa as the system panel popped up at the edge of his line of sight.

[Deep Compatibility x1, Lifespan +500]

Current lifespan: 112300 points

Song Siyi straightened her clothes, restyled her hair, and sent a message to Fang Ma on her phone.

"Let's go, Aunt Fang has stewed some pork ribs and is waiting for us."

Jiang Fan stood up and straightened his shirt.

"Okay, let's call Cheng-ge first and buy some more food to send over together."

2:30 p.m.

A minivan was parked outside the iron gate of Songjiang Sunshine Children's Welfare Home.

Li Cheng opened the car door, jumped out, went around to the trunk, and unloaded boxes of milk and snacks.

Song Siyi was carrying several bags of autumn and winter children's clothing.

Jiang Fan walked at the very back.

He was carrying several newly printed hardcover editions and color picture books of "Journey to the West".

As soon as the iron gate was pushed open, a commotion broke out in the courtyard.

Tiger led a few teenagers out of the activity room.

"Brother Fan! Sister Siyi!"

Tiger ran up to him, his eyes widening as he stared at Jiang Fan's bald head.

"Fan... Brother Fan, you've become a monk?"

Tiger pointed at Jiang Fan's bald head.

A few kids nearby joined in the commotion.

"Brother Fan has become a monk!"

Jiang Fan slapped Hu Zi on the forehead.

"Go to hell. This is a job requirement."

Song Siyi covered her mouth and laughed.

Fang Xiulan came out of the kitchen, holding a large iron ladle in her hand.

Seeing Jiang Fan's appearance, she was stunned and walked over to look at him several times.

"Why did you shave your head completely?" Fang Xiulan reached out and touched Jiang Fan's head. "But you look quite energetic."

"Aunt Fang, these are some warm clothes. Give them to the children to wear when it gets cold." Song Siyi handed over the bag in her hand.

"Oh dear, you're wasting money again. You guys don't earn money easily, why are you always putting money into this?"

Fang Xiulan complained.

"Tiger, take some men and move the stuff inside!"

A group of children swarmed around and started carrying things.

After Hu Zi finished moving the last box of milk, he turned and stared at the book in Jiang Fan's hand.

"Brother Fan, what's this?"

"Journey to the West." Jiang Fan handed him the book. "Didn't you always nag me to hear what happened to the Monkey King after that? Read it yourself."

Tiger took the book, flipped through two pages, and his face fell.

"There are so many characters, how could I possibly recognize them all? Brother Fan, please tell me. What happened to the monkey after he was trapped under the Five Fingers Mountain?"

A few kids also came over and tugged at Jiang Fan's trouser leg.

"Tell a story! Tell a story!"

Jiang Fan was dragged to sit on a bench in the middle of the courtyard.

Song Siyi moved a small stool to the side and sat down to help unpack the snacks and distribute them to the children in line.

Jiang Fan cleared his throat.

"Last time we talked about how Sun Wukong was suppressed under the Five Elements Mountain by the Buddha. He was suppressed for five hundred years."

The courtyard fell silent, with only the rustling of the wind through the locust trees remaining.

Five hundred years later, a great monk named Xuanzang emerged in the Tang Dynasty of the East. Emperor Taizong of Tang ordered him to go to the Great Thunder Temple in the Western Paradise to seek the true scriptures. This monk Xuanzang rode a white horse and was accompanied by two attendants as he left Chang'an.

Tiger interrupted.

"Does this monk know martial arts?"

"No. He wouldn't even dare to kill a chicken," Jiang Fan said.

"Wouldn't he be courting death by going to the Western Paradise? There are so many monsters on the way."

Jiang Fan glanced at Hu Zi.

"So when he reached Shuangcha Ridge, he was captured by a monster. His two attendants were eaten alive by the monster, and he was scared half to death. Fortunately, Venus descended to earth and rescued him."

The children below shrank back in disbelief.

Tiger curled his lip. "This monk is such a useless piece of trash."