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"Du Zheli?"

Han Jing looked at the name, but there was no corresponding face in his mind.

Xiaojiu reminded: "The third son of the Du family."

Han Jing is no stranger to the Du family.

The Du family has produced two famous directors and a gold medal screenwriter who have won multiple international awards. They have a very high influence in the Chinese film and television industry.

He had met Du Zheli's grandfather several times before.

Xiao Jiu: "This Du Zheli has inherited the literary and artistic blood of the Du family in his bones, but he has not used it on the right path. After returning from studying abroad, he has learned the Western ways, and his private life is not clean..."

Han Jing waved his hand and asked him to go out.

When he was the only one left in the office, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Shen Liangzhi.

.........

When Shen Liangzhi received the message, he had already arrived at Du's house.

She looked at the words "Du Zheli" on the screen and raised her eyebrows.

"Miss Shen, this way please."

The servant took her to the living room and poured her a cup of tea.

Shen Liangzhi sat on the sofa, looking calm and not in a hurry.

She came here today just for a script written by the old man of the Du family.

She sat there for about 2 minutes, when brisk footsteps came from the spiral staircase.

She raised her eyes and saw a man in a silver suit walking slowly towards her.

"Miss Shen, we meet again."

Du Zheli took the initiative to greet her.

Shen Liangzhi nodded lightly.

They all hang out in the same circle. She met him once at a previous dinner party.

"Do you like the flowers I gave Miss Shen?" Du Zheli sat down on the sofa opposite Shen Liangzhi.

Shen Liangzhi sat on the sofa with a calm expression:

"It's a waste of money for Mr. Du. Unfortunately, my office is too small to hold so many flowers. Mr. Du should not give them away in the future."

Du Zheli sighed inwardly. He was indeed a tough guy, but he looked like a gentleman.

"I heard that you want to buy "Hanging the Flag"?"

Shen Liangzhi raised his eyes to look at him.

Du Zheli smiled playfully:

"To tell you the truth, my grandfather has been a screenwriter all his life. "Hanging Flag" is the most satisfying story he has ever written, and it is also the final work he arranged for himself."

Shen Liangzhi listened quietly, his eyes calm.

She certainly knows the value of "Hanging the Flag".

In the previous life, the movie remake of "Hanging Flag" won more than 30 international awards, large and small, breaking the historical record of the Chinese film industry. Mr. Du also retired at the peak of his career and never returned. No mention of the pen.

Fanzhi is still a new company, and although it seems to have good results, so far, there has not been a single product that can really deliver.

Shen Liangzhi just wanted to use "Hanging Flag", a work that conferred the title of god, to clear the way for Fanzhi.

Du Zheli continued:
"There are many people who know about this book. As far as I know, no less than forty entertainment companies have approached my grandfather. Although Fanzhi is developing well, it is a new company after all, and the team is not strong enough. It is impossible for my grandfather to The final work that I have worked so hard on is handed over to such a new company."

Shen Liangzhi knew that what he said was very reasonable.

She wanted to see Mr. Du twice before, but was rejected outright. It was not until the third time, perhaps because of her persistence, that Mr. Du finally relented.

Shen Liangzhi spoke calmly:
"I'm a person who never looks back until I hit the wall. Now that I'm here, I have to give it a try."

Du Zheli liked the faint stubbornness in her body. She had a cold face, but she was so seductive that he was attracted to her at the wine table at a glance.

"Okay, then I wish you success. My grandfather was just meeting distinguished guests. Counting the time, he will be here soon."

After he said this, about 5 minutes later, footsteps came from the study upstairs.

After a while, two figures appeared one after another.

"Send it here."

The woman walking in front had exquisite makeup and a cold and elegant temperament. As soon as she appeared, the eyes of everyone around her fell on her.

"Bang——" "Hey, what are you doing?"

Du Zheli watched helplessly as Shen Liangzhi suddenly lost consciousness. The lid of the tea cup slipped from his hand and fell into the white jade porcelain cup, causing the tea to splash everywhere.

He took out a few tissues and wiped the tables and chairs: "You shouldn't be so excited when you see my grandpa coming..."

Shen Liangzhi had come to his senses and took the lid of the tea cup out of the cup.

The two people made a lot of noise, attracting the attention of the two people at the stairs.

Ms. Bai looked over and could only see a figure wearing a sky blue cheongsam sitting quietly on the sofa, with a graceful figure and a straight back.

Mr. Du was leaning on crutches and his attitude was vaguely respectful:

"My grandson is not young yet, but he still likes to make trouble, which makes you laugh."

Ms. Bai shook her head: "Let's settle the matter like this for now. I'll have someone come and deliver the contract another day."

"Good good!"

Mr. Du said hello three times in a row, with a happy face.

"The road to the door is a bit roundabout, so I'll see you off."

The sofa is in the middle. If you want to go out, you must pass by the sofa.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer, Shen Liangzhi's back became stiffer and the hand holding the teacup tightened tighter and tighter.

She heard footsteps walking behind her...

then.

Suddenly stopped.

Ms. Bai stopped suddenly, leaving Mr. Du confused and he said doubtfully.

"What's wrong? Did you leave something behind?"

Ms. Bai said nothing, her eyes fell on the figure wearing a cheongsam.

Shen Liangzhi felt the burning gaze coming from his back, and his dark eyes darkened slightly.

Finally, Ms. Bai spoke first.

"Excuse me, I want to ask, what perfume are you wearing?"

Shen Liangzhi lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Du Zheli thought that she didn't know that the other party was calling her, so he raised his chin.

"I'm calling you."

Shen Liangzhi took a long breath and turned around slowly.

When she raised her eyes and saw this familiar face up close, waves surged in the depths of her dark eyes.

When Ms. Bai met Shen Liangzhi's cold and aloof eyes, her whole body trembled suddenly and she looked a little dazed.

Mr. Du noticed her abnormality immediately: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Ms. Bai said nothing, staring closely at Shen Liangzhi's face.

The facial features were obviously unfamiliar, but those cold eyes really looked like hers.

Ms. Bai shook her head lightly:
"It's okay, it's just that this lady looks like an old friend of mine."

After all, she was the head of the family, so even if she lost her temper, she quickly adjusted herself.

Mr. Du: "That's a coincidence..."

He looked at Shen Liangzhi, and when he saw her face clearly, his eyes suddenly lit up.

picture!
so similar!
"Are you the person in charge of Fanzhi?"

he asked suddenly.

Shen Liangzhi nodded: "I am the chairman of Fanzhi."

Mr. Du was surprised for a moment, as if he didn't expect that she was so young.

Shen Liangzhi looked at Ms. Bai, with nothing strange on her face.

"I'm not wearing perfume, this is the essential oil extracted from white tea."

In her previous life, she liked to use white tea essential oil.