The next day, Ji Xinyao took a chartered flight back to Xijing. She accidentally saw Ji Jingxue who was following Meng Shu. She looked a little pale and looked indescribably haggard, as if she had been skinned alive. Her spirit was different from before, and she was tired.
Aggrieved, like a little daughter-in-law.
Sure enough, evil people still need to be punished by evil people.
She returned to Junlin Yipin. As soon as she came back, the children in the studio told her the good news, saying that the current data was already the first in the same period.
Seeing that the data was good, the showrunners continued to push a lot of hot searches, attracting many viewers to come in and ask for CP.
A month later, when Little Sweet Wife was about a third of the way through, the famous wedding scene of Ji Xinyao went viral. Many people on Weibo said that they would use the episode from the show when they got married. Then the songs were also released in various genres.
Short video platforms are booming.
Ji Xinyao thought that Su Beidou could choreograph, so she went to him and asked him if he could choreograph a simple finger dance for this song. The two recorded a short video and initiated an imitation challenge.
Su Beidou did have two brushes in his dance, and he choreographed the finger dance in one night. It only took Ji Xinyao half an hour to coordinate with him flawlessly. The two of them wore the wedding props and costumes to record the video.
The name Bing Tian Wu was uploaded to the official account.
Soon, Bingtianwu became a must-reproduce video for young people to show their affection.
[The CEO of Bingshan can dance, why does your boyfriend say he is busy]
[Waiting for a boyfriend online, the only requirement is: can dance the sweet dance. 】
[We broke up. Yesterday, I accidentally caught my boyfriend dancing with another girl. No wonder he was so smooth when recording with me. Sisters, please put some highlights in your eyes.]
The popularity of the online drama has been soaring. Two-thirds of the way through the broadcast, the two of them have already received several offers from S-level movies and TV shows, and the drama is also wrapping up at this time.
After Ji Xinyao finished her work, it was around this time that she and Song Lucun had no contact for three months.
Song Lucun didn't even go to Ji Jingxue's wedding.
Her mission hasn't been completed yet, so she can't let him walk her around.
So Ji Xinyao took the initiative to call Song Lucun's phone number.
"I've finished filming, do you want to go out for a meal together?"
"Xin Yao?" The other party seemed a little confused, "It's not convenient for me to invite you to dinner now."
"Then I'll treat you."
Song Lucun smiled and said, "It's not a matter of who invites whom. It's not very convenient for me to see you now, and... I'm quite busy."
Ji Xinyao felt something was wrong.
"Did something happen?"
"It's okay. It's just that I'm a bit unsatisfied during this period. Just get over it and it'll be fine. Don't worry about me."
Ji Xinyao knew from his tone that he was just trying to show off his strength.
"How could it be okay..."
"Xinyao, I have something else to do, so I'll hang up first."
Toot——
There was a busy tone on the other end of the phone.
Ji Xinyao pursed her lips. If Song Lucun didn't tell her, she would check it out herself.
Sure enough, as soon as she entered the three words Song Lucun, she found clues in the economic news. There was a major reshuffle in the top management of Guangfeng Bank. The new bank president was preparing to liquidate Song Lucun. He was very likely to be investigated for economic issues.
.
But this was news three months ago, and Song Lucun was still able to answer her call, which meant that he had not been cleared of anything.
Suddenly, Ji Xinyao noticed the photo of the new president. She had seen this person before. He once came to the set with Song Zilian and gave her condolences.
Her play ended very early that day. When she went back, she saw bodyguards guarding Song Zilian's door. Song Zilian, who was always clinging to her that night, never took the initiative to look for him.
Just when she was sorting out the relationship, her cell phone suddenly rang, and Song Zilian's energetic voice came from the receiver.
"I saw that your crew's official account posted the final photos. What do you want to eat tonight? I saw a French restaurant on Qingtan Road that just got three Michelin stars a few days ago. Are you interested?"
"Okay, let's meet."
Ji Xinyao did not refuse. She wanted to ask clearly what was going on at Guangfeng Bank.
The French restaurant Song Zilian was talking about has a membership system and only accepts regular customers. There is no need to order, the chef will make suitable dishes based on seasonal ingredients. In other words, every guest will eat the same thing.
The restaurant was not big. The two of them sat by the window. Ji Xinyao looked around and found that except for the waiter, the other staff here were all foreigners. Most of the people who ate here were foreigners. Even if there were Chinese, they were all foreigners.
Came here with foreigners.
It is very rare for two Chinese people like Ji Xinyao and Song Zilian to come to dine.
"I'm afraid you will be recognized now that you are somewhat famous." Song Zilian explained the purpose of this arrangement.
"You are quite attentive." Ji Xinyao glanced at him. Song Zilian's innocent expression looked like that of a silly son of a landlord.
She hesitated for a moment, but decided to ask her question.
"Do you know what happened at Guangfeng Bank recently?"
Song Zilian's smiling face suddenly froze.
"He came to complain to you?"
"No. I saw it myself. Are you planning to admit it?"
Song Zilian was silent for a moment.
"Shall we have dinner first? I made a reservation several days in advance before my star was upgraded, so it's hard to make an appointment."
It seems that this is a place where money ability is not easy to use.
Ji Xinyao silently took a bite of the appetizer.
But Song Zilian slowly and slowly made a mental preset for her.
"Fundamentally speaking, Guangfeng Bank is just one of the Song family's industries. As long as it is in line with the interests of the family, any adjustment is an internal matter of the Song family, right? The labor market is like this. Whoever is suitable for the job will do it.
, If you are not suitable, you should give up your seat. Isn’t that the same way you acted in that play?”
"Don't you have any personal grudges?" Ji Xinyao asked him.
"I didn't." Song Zilian flatly denied, "Xinyao, do you think I am the only one in the Song family who hates Song Lucun? You can search online for how many people from the Song family he killed in order to eradicate his powerful enemy.
Although there is no evidence, the children and grandchildren of those people do not want to do what he thinks."
As he spoke, he observed what Ji Xinyao liked to eat, and forked the vegetables from his plate onto Ji Xinyao's dinner plate.
Ji Xinyao thought for a moment and vaguely remembered what the taxi driver said to her when she rushed to Hengshan Film and Television City.
In addition, she saw Song Lucun commanding people to kill the gangsters without blinking an eye when she was on Longquan Mountain, which indeed meant that she regarded human life as nothing.
"Don't you like carrots?" Song Zilian looked at the remaining carrots on her plate and asked abruptly.
Ji Xinyao nodded, "I don't want to eat it."
"Then I've finished eating. The chef here doesn't like leftover food from guests. Let's move on."
At this time, Song Zilian's face showed a kind of student-like innocence, as if they were picky eaters in a kindergarten.
But Song Zilian, who could switch topics so easily at will, must be no less thoughtful than Song Lucun.
"So you want to put the blame on those branch families?"
"No, at least I nodded." Song Zilian took a small bite of the carrot, "Xinyao, have you ever thought about why I can take over the Song family so smoothly? Because Song Lucun has made too many enemies, as long as I spread a little bit of smell
, there will be someone willing to get rid of him for me."
"Smell?" Ji Xinyao didn't understand what he meant.