Since people's hearts cannot be deceived, his heartbeats are accelerating because he likes Zhao Jindong, so what about Zhao Jindong.

My heartbeats so fast, is it because I am so ruthless, or do I like him in my heart?

Song Chen was a little excited when he secretly poked it.

Very excited and a little tormented.

Then he felt Zhao Jindong sticking to him.

Zhao Jindong is a very serious man. If it were someone else, he would probably be unable to hold it in at this time, but Zhao Jindong only hugged him and did not do anything else. Song Chen suddenly thought of what Meng Shi said to him during the day.

It seems that not only the author, but also others think so, but Zhao Jindong is tall, tall, tall, long hands and feet, so that guy should not be small.

Song Chen secretly poked and used his body to sense the size, and his mouth and tongue were dry.

Although he has been intimate, he has never seen it with his own eyes. Is it exactly what he described 191?

If so, my goodness, it should be spectacular.

He should be able to eat it soon.

Song Chen fell asleep with all kinds of distractions. They both fell asleep after a long time. They were excited and took a long time to calm down. After their bodies calmed down, the warm touch only brought comfort and heartbeat. On such a rainy night, it was really comfortable to sleep next to each other without being cold or hot.

The next day, the copyright editor knocked on him again and asked for his opinion.

Song Chen has not given a definite reply yet.

"In fact, the new author can sell the copyright if it is still serialized. This is the first time," the editor said. "The price offered by the other party is also very reasonable, and it is not low for the new author."

Song Chen didn't know who the boss behind the Nebula Culture was, so he didn't dare to agree easily. He was afraid that if it was Zhao Xinzhi, since he had to break up with Zhao Xinzhi and cooperate with him, the relationship would probably be more complicated in the future. But if the other party was really just a stranger, he would really lose a good opportunity to get rich and become famous.

He asked the editor about the other party's information, and the editor said in confusion: "It's just Nebula Culture, it must be a serious company, not a lie. As for who the boss is, it doesn't matter."

Song Chen planned to ask Zhao Xinzhi personally, so he sent a message to Zhao Xinzhi. As a result, the message was sent for a long time, but he didn't see Zhao Xinzhi reply to him.

Zhao Xinzhi has been very cold to him recently.

He was afraid that the copyright would be ruined if it was delayed for a long time, so he planned to go to the company. As soon as he got downstairs, he saw a customer coming from his home.

He stopped on the stairs and saw that the person coming was Yang Hui and his daughter.

Unlike the enthusiasm they came last time, this time Mrs. Zhao and their mother and daughter were very calm. When Yang Hui saw Song Chen, she waved her hand at him. Song Chen had no choice but to walk down and say hello to them.

Mrs. Zhao said: "You want to go out?"

Song Chen nodded, and Mrs. Zhao said, "Go."

Song Chen came out of home and looked back. He saw Yang Hui and her daughter sitting upright on the sofa. Yang Hui changed her hairstyle. Her hair was shorter and shoulder-length, looking very refreshing.

As a result, as soon as he left the door, his cell phone rang. He took it out and saw that it was Zhao Xinzhi who called it.

"I was in a meeting just now and I saw your message, Nebula Culture, what does it mean?"

Song Chen said: "Isn't it the company you opened?"

"I'm a finance person," Zhao Xinzhi said: "Why, have you met a liar?"

"It's really not the company you run, it has nothing to do with you?"

Zhao Xinzhi said: "No... I have something to do here, I will call you later."

Zhao Xinzhi hung up the phone as he said that. Song Chen stood in the corridor and called Zhao Qi again, and Zhao Qi also said it was not him.

This is strange. Could it be one of Zhao Jindong and Zhao Baotao?

He called Zhao Baotao first, but Zhao Baotao's cell phone was turned off.

Although she didn't have to go out, Yang Hui and her daughter were there at home, and Song Chen did not go back immediately. She was afraid of disturbing their conversation, so she went to the flower room to see his flowers.

Although it was already late autumn, the flowers in the flower room were blooming very beautifully under the conditioned light, temperature and humidity. As soon as you enter the flower room, you can smell the fragrance that hits you. The pot of Yonghuaisu that Zhao Jindong gave him was also revitalized. He stayed in the flower room for more than half an hour, picked a handful of flowers and went back, and entered the hall while adjusting the bouquet. Seeing that Yang Hui and his daughter had left, Mrs. Zhao was lying on the sofa, looking a little weak, and Mrs. Chen leaned behind him and whispered something.

"Look at how the bouquet I made." Song Chen walked over with the flowers. Mrs. Zhao sat up, took the flowers in his hand, and smelled them.

"It would be better to change the color in the middle," said Mrs. Zhao.

"Yang Hui and the others left?"

"Yeah," Mrs. Zhao said and sighed again, "Let's go."

"Do they still insist on getting married?"

"No more, I'll say it's if the third brother is determined not to get married."

Song Chen was a little surprised and asked, "Where is that child?"

"The child still has to have a child," said Mrs. Zhao, "and that if you don't get married, the child you have has nothing to do with our family."

Chen Sao Chen said: "The daughter of the Yang family said that she had abortion before. She was young and ignorant at that time. She secretly ran to a small clinic for some sequelae. She said that if she had abortion again, it would be difficult to have abortion in the future, so she insisted on giving birth."

Mrs. Zhao said: "We don't have to worry about it when she is born. It has nothing to do with us, but the blood relationship is there, how can it be okay?"

It's also a headache.

"After all the time, it's all because the third brother can't control his lower body." Mrs. Zhao said, "I think he will dare to spend it in the future."

Perhaps Yang Hui also told Zhao Baotao that in the evening, Zhao Baotao returned home for the first time. He had not been back for many days. When Song Chen saw him, he asked, "Why can't your phone call be reached?"

"It's shut down," Zhao Baotao said, "Are you looking for me?"

Song Chen asked him about Xingyun Culture, but when Zhao Baotao heard this, he immediately slapped his head: "I forgot all this!"

It turned out to be a company opened by Zhao Baotao! Unexpectedly, it was reasonable that the only one who could have such a big battle was to make him happy was the romantic Zhao Baotao.

Zhao Baotao said: "It's not my business. I'm not sure that I read you to write novels. I was thinking about that and I made you happy. So I asked my friend to find a small film and television production company. It turned out to be Xingyuan. I changed my name. The specific things are all done by my friend. Why? They have contacted you? I've been very upset these days and haven't been following this matter again."

Mrs. Zhao heard it next to her and immediately asked, "What film and television production company, did you do it?"

Zhao Baotao told the matter again, and Mrs. Zhao said angrily: "If you spend less time on this, you won't be able to kill anyone."

"What does it mean to kill someone..."

"I've made all the children, but it's not like killing people?" asked Mrs. Zhao.

Someone came back outside. This time, the ones who came back were Zhao Xinzhi and Zhao Yungang, the father and son were walking in the door together. Mrs. Zhao lowered her voice and said to Zhao Baotao: "You will suffer when you wait."

As soon as Zhao Yun came in, he saw Zhao Baotao and said, "You still know how to come back."

Zhao Baotao smiled and said, "There hasn't everything been resolved, and the Yang family no longer intends to force a marriage."

"After eating, please go upstairs with me." Zhao Yungang said: "I have something to tell you."

Zhao Xinzhi sat down next to Song Chen and asked, "What's going on with the Nebula Culture you mentioned on the phone?"

Song Chen told him again. After hearing this, Zhao Xinzhi turned his head to look at Zhao Baotao opposite him. Zhao Baotao shrugged, and Zhao Xinzhi sneered, "A younger brother, no one can compare with him when it comes to his ability to please others."

Zhao Yungang also got down and asked, "What film and television company?"

"My third brother and his friend set up a film and television company."

"Isn't this board of directors still discussing?" Zhao Yungang said, "You did it privately?"

Zhao Baotao said: "Isn't Xiaochen writing novels? I just want to set up a small company and shoot the novels he wrote. I'm a small company, not very formal, and it doesn't conflict with the film and television department that our Zhao family will set up in the future, and can still wading in advance."

"Have Xiaochen finished writing his novel?" Zhao Yungang asked.

"No, it's not long since the beginning." Song Chen said: "Forget it, my level is only the level of online literature, but it's not qualified. Third brother, if you want to try it out, just find a popular article. I can recommend a few to you, at least it must be an IP."

Zhao Yungang asked, "How long will it take to write this novel?"

"At the earliest, I will not be able to finish after the New Year. I just wrote the beginning, and I have to write more than 100,000 words no matter what."

More than 100,000 words are considered very short in online articles. He did not plan to write the first article too long, and it was difficult to write the emotional flow for a long time. What he wanted to write was only the love story between Yu Nuo and Luo Wensheng, and there were not many characters appearing. In fact, this article is rather scattered, and the main part is more like a chronicle documentary, with a physical style.

Zhao Yungang said: "Then you write slowly. I guess our Xingyun Film and Television will be established around the Spring Festival. The first film and television company we run will produce your drama is quite meaningful."

Song Chen was simply flattered: "But my novel story is very simple and there is no plot. No matter what it is filmed, I think I will definitely lose money. I have not even clicked for comments so far, so I can't become popular."

"How much can you pay?" Zhao Yungang said, "The meaning is the most rare."

Rich people are willful.

"I've been watching it all the time," Zhao Xinzhi said next to him: "I think the subject matter is more suitable for making movies. The whole story framework is still OK. It's a more interesting love story. When you finish writing it, find a better screenwriter to modify it. I think it's OK."

"I'm crying," said Mrs. Zhao, "We Xiaochen really have two tricks."

Song Chen's article "Love" is indeed a bit more focused on the way of art films. Tragic love stories are not very long. If you have to shoot them, it is indeed more suitable to make love art films. Although he is a little embarrassed, he is still a little excited. Which author doesn't expect the novel he wrote to be brought to the screen one day?

Life is simply a rocket, and the life of rich children should not be too smooth!

There was another sound of cars outside, and Mrs. Zhao said: "It must be the second child who is back."

As she said that, she looked at Zhao Xinyi. Zhao Xinzhi was sitting next to Song Chen, but did not move.

When Zhao Jindong entered the door, Zhao Yungang said, "You are back just in time. We are talking about the film and television company. After Xingyun Film and Television is established, I will leave it to you to catch it. Use the novel written by Xiaochen to make the first move. You two are couples, so it is more convenient to discuss."

As soon as he said this, Zhao Xinzhi and Zhao Baotao's faces turned dark, especially Zhao Baotao: "Dad, this is my idea."

"What's your idea? Our company is planning to get involved in the entertainment industry."

"But it was my idea to make Xiaochen's movie."

"You can solve your own bad things first. If you don't get married, do you think it's done? Do you really think the Yang family's matter has been resolved?" Mrs. Zhao said sternly.

Her tone was a bit stern. Not only was it targeted Zhao Baotao, but she was also a little surprised and dissatisfied with Zhao Yungang's assignment.
To be continued...