Chapter 109 Miss Jiang and Young Master Are Really A Good Match
Miao Bo's face was filled with regret.
I hope Jiang Nuantang will be open-minded.
But forgot...
What can be put on the table are excuses, what cannot be said is the reason.
"River……"
Seeing Jiang Nuantang pursed her lips and said nothing, Miao Bo became anxious and wanted to say something more.
Jiang Nuantang didn't want to hear his weasel's remorse at all. He looked at the white lawyer who hurried over and said lightly:
"My lawyer has arrived. If you have any difficulties, just tell him directly!"
While he was talking, the white lawyer had already walked up to him.
After hearing Jiang Nuantang's words, the white lawyer took out a delicate small box from his pocket and took out his business card:
"Hello, I am Miss Jiang's exclusive lawyer. This is my business card -"
The white lawyer handed his business card to Miao Bo.
On the clean and concise business card, the English name Matthew is written in a flying dragon.
Contact details are below.
Miao Bo was somewhat impressed by this name.
This is a major case that rarely fails in handling cases.
Especially related to plagiarism, it is even more famous.
Miao Bo looked dejected. He knew that this time, he had hit a brick wall and it would be difficult to recover.
only hope……
The person who contacted him beforehand could find a way to save him from danger...
…
After handing everything over to the lawyer, Jiang Nuantang no longer cared about plagiarism.
only……
This does not mean that the matter is over.
With a tap of her fingertips, Jiang Nuantang moved the arrow to the video file on the desktop.
It was the video surveillance in the theater aisle that she had captured just now while Andre was playing music.
Jiang Nuantang looked at the document and hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not choose to open it in front of others.
Instead, the files are stored in a private folder in the cloud.
Turned off the projector and signaled Andre to continue.
Andre received her hint and began to direct the staff and get busy again.
After the episode just now, the following awards ceremony was fairly orderly.
When the awards were over, Jiang Yimiao gave the trophy to Shao Yijin as promised.
Shao Yijin took the trophy and carefully put it into her schoolbag.
After saying goodbye to Andre, Jiang Nuantang, her two children, and Tan Jinxia walked outside the theater and prepared to leave.
I didn’t want to be called out as soon as I walked to the door:
"Guys, please stay."
The speaker's voice was breathless, and he was obviously chasing after them in a hurry.
Several people stopped walking and followed the sound.
"Guan Dao?"
Tan Jinxia was a little surprised when she saw the person coming.
You must know that director Guan Yelin is proud of his talent and is notoriously withdrawn in the industry and difficult to get along with.
Never have I seen him show such an eager look.
Jiang Nuantang didn't know the director, but she was a little curious when she saw Tan Jinxia's reaction:
"you know?"
Seeing her confused look, Tan Jinxia whispered in Jiang Nuantang's ear:
"The one who filmed "The Deep"..."
Hearing the title of the play, Jiang Nuantang's eyes flashed with realization.
He looked at Guan Yelin with a bit of reverence:
"Is something wrong?"
"I have a merciless request..."
Feeling the change in Jiang Nuantang's attitude, Guan Yelin breathed a sigh of relief, and it was much easier to speak again:
"I was preparing to shoot a movie recently, but I couldn't find a suitable composer. It wasn't until I listened to "Jins" that I knew Miss Jiang was the most suitable person..."
At this point, Guan Yelin was still a little embarrassed, but in order to present the movie more perfectly, he still explained his intention:
“So I wanted to ask you to compose some songs for my new movie——”
While speaking, Guan Yelin handed over the tablet in his hand:
"This is the script, you can read it first."
Jiang Nuantang took the tablet and was quickly attracted by the content inside.
""The Wasteland"? Mr. Gu Hongpei's masterpiece?"
Even though it has been adapted into a script, Jiang Nuantang can still recognize the original title at a glance.
For no other reason than this novel, she also liked it.
"Ms. Jiang also knows "The Wasteland"?"
This is rare.
Like this kind of realistic literature.
It's generally hard to be liked by young people nowadays.
I still look at the weak and weak girl like this.
Guan Yelin's impression of Jiang Nuantang became much better.
Jiang Nuantang also took the initiative to laugh because such a capable director wanted to remake his favorite work:
"Just call me Nuantang. Let's add our contact information first! We'll discuss the specific matters after we return to China."
Guan Yelin thought that it would take some effort to convince Jiang Nuantang, but he never thought that she would agree so easily.
After being stunned for a moment, he came back to his senses and asked again with some uncertainty:
"So, you agreed?"
"Um."
Jiang Nuantang smiled and nodded, and the matter was settled.
Soon, the two became friends with each other.
Guan Yelin also sent the script to Jiang Nuantang immediately.
As for other matters, we will wait until we return to China.
…
After the game, I was thinking about my son in China and Mr. Shao.
Jiang Nuantang and others did not stay in country F for too long.
I only used the afternoon time to take the two little ones to a nearby shopping mall, and then took a flight home overnight.
When the plane arrived at Jincheng International Airport, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.
If you go back to Emperor Jinglanting first, then rush to Daishan Villa.
There's obviously not enough time.
So Jiang Nuantang split up with Tan Jin and Xia Bing at the airport.
Tan Jinxia sent the two little ones home, while she took a taxi to Shao's house.
…
The Shao family's mid-level villa in Tianchi, Daishan
antique bedroom
Jiang Nuantang listened attentively for a while, then removed his hand from the old man's pulse point and said happily:
"He is recovering well. In two days, Grandpa Shao will be able to walk."
When Shao Hongjun on the bed heard the news, a smile appeared on his wrinkled face:
"That's good, thanks to you this time!"
Shao Hongjun felt indescribable gratitude to Jiang Nuantang for rescuing him from hell.
Even though I had given him an index finger ring before to express my gratitude, I still couldn't fully express his feelings.
"This is what I should do."
Jiang Nuantang glanced at the sky outside, and it was already dark.
Thinking of the driver waiting for him outside, Jiang Nuantang stood up and said goodbye to Shao Hongjun:
"It's getting late, I should go back and see you again in two days!"
Seeing that she was about to leave just after arriving, the old man felt a little reluctant to leave.
But looking at the sky outside, it was clear that she was thinking about her children.
In the end, he didn’t try to persuade him to stay, he just said:
"Okay, then please pay attention to your safety."
Shao Hongjun had difficulty moving and could only say to the housekeeper:
"Send some warmth for me."
The housekeeper bowed and was about to answer when he heard a sentence coming from the door:
"I'll send her off!"
A deep magnetic voice came from the door, and Jiang Nuantang followed the sound.
A tall figure came into view, who was it if it wasn't Shao Zhanlin.
Seeing Jiang Nuantang looking at him, Shao Zhanlin turned sideways:
"Ms. Jiang, please——"
Jiang Nuantang didn't refuse, she lightly pursed her lips and said:
"Then it's Mr. Lao Shao."
After saying that, he lowered his eyes and walked out.
Shao Zhanlin glanced at the old man and followed him.
Seeing the two people walking away together, the housekeeper couldn't help but said.
"Miss Jiang and the young master are really a perfect match..."
Halfway through the words, the housekeeper seemed to have thought of something and subconsciously glanced at Shao Hongjun on the bed.
Seeing that he was not angry, I felt relieved.
Just as he was about to look for other topics, he heard the old man say seemingly casually: