Chapter 388: Chapter 388
In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed!
Under the concerted efforts of Liu Zhizhong and Feng Xiaoyue, the screenplay was essentially completed.
There were still some details that needed refining and some materials that required verification.
Having gained a deep mutual understanding, their relationship had almost reached the level of confidants between a man and a woman, yet there was still a feeling of mutual respect.
Liu Zhizhong still called her Director Feng, and Feng Xiaoyue addressed him as Liu Zhizhong, only now they referred to each other as "you."
Of course, Liu Zhizhong was measured and careful, never discussing romance or inquiring about family matters with Feng Xiaoyue.
Feng Xiaoyue, too, never asked Liu Zhizhong about these things, showing great integrity. Despite not discussing, it did not mean Feng Xiaoyue wouldn't know. A woman like her could easily gather any information within the province—she demanded respect! ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮※𝓷𝓮𝓽
The two of them mostly talked about the screenplay, literature, film and television, and even discussed the art of tea, brewing coffee, and culinary skills.
Naturally intelligent, Liu Zhizhong had learned how to grind and brew a flavorful coffee under Feng Xiaoyue's guidance, deepening his knowledge about coffee beans.
Sometimes, Feng Xiaoyue would enjoy a little red wine while eating. As a connoisseur of such drink, she taught Liu Zhizhong a great deal.
Feng Xiaoyue gained a deeper appreciation of Liu Zhizhong's extraordinary talents, considering them heavenly and divine, truly exceptional.
Working with such a talented young man, or simply sharing a brief daily life, was a delight, a kind of pleasure that transcended desires.
Every day, her assistant Yang Bingbing would bring her over and promptly pick her up at five in the afternoon.
Yang Bingbing had other duties to attend to as well, proving to be a capable woman and leaving a very good impression on Liu Zhizhong.
Of course, although Feng Xiaoyue admired Liu Zhizhong, she would not show it or make any promises, only focusing on her work at hand.
That morning, Liu Zhizhong was having his breakfast.
The meal, as always, was delivered from the special dining venue in the villa area, and tasted excellent. This restaurant was interesting: it had no flashy storefront or facilities, simply a small venue offering dine-in—with no private rooms—but mostly, it provided delivery services. Considering the residents of this wealthy villa area valued their privacy, this was reasonable.
Feng Xiaoyue's assistant, Yang Bingbing, called to say that she wouldn't come over to discuss the screenplay that morning. The provincial propaganda minister had personally inquired about the promotional film for the province's culture and tourism, so they had decided to start recording the voice-over that morning, expecting to complete it in three days.
Liu Zhizhong said no problem, he would just go to the company after breakfast. Feng Xiaoyue's film and media center had the province's, and even the nation's, top-notch recording equipment.
When it was time to wash up after the meal, Song Zhe's car honked outside, signaling Liu Zhizhong to open the door.
Peeking out from the bathroom, Liu Zhizhong saw Song Zhe's Audi A6 and his heart skipped a beat.
Damn it, this guy only shows up when he needs something big; could he be taking me for a health checkup?
Nevertheless, Liu Zhizhong swiftly opened the door, then hurriedly wiped his mouth and went out to greet him.
Song Zhe got out of the car, and Liu Zhizhong descended the villa steps with a smile, saying, "Brother Zhe, good morning!"
"Have you had breakfast?"
"Get ready, we're going for a health checkup."
Liu Zhizhong looked perplexed and troubled.
Song Zhe's gaze, from behind his glasses, suddenly turned sharp, "What do you mean by that? You think you can refuse Brother Xuan's request? Haven't seen each other for a few days and you've grown a backbone? Seriously thinking about cutting it off?"
By the end of his words, he even let out a chilling laugh...