The female star is obedient and domineering, and she has a crush on me

In another high-end residential area in Jincheng, Shu Baizhu looked at the reply email from Professor Dong and rubbed his brows.

Dong Lingshuang's words were very direct. She told Shu Baizhu the reason why he was not selected.

Shu Baizhu is indeed not a professional artist. Her undergraduate major is fine arts, but after entering the industry, she took special acting classes and has her own experience and skills in acting. Dong Lingshuang said that she paid too much attention to skills, her performance was too obvious, and she lost her spirituality.

"Spirituality." Shu Baizhu opened another email.

That was the work she sent to a famous foreign painter without anyone's knowledge.

In that reply, she received a positive answer.

The reply to the email was three years ago.

Three years after graduation, Shu Baizhu carefully kept this email in her mailbox, where her loves and dreams that were within her reach yet out of reach were hidden.

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Jin Xi's exams came to an end, and Qin Yuhuan started going to school. Ziyi continued to lead Zhao forward. Since she came to the fore, Zhao Fengzhuo readily delegated power to her and told her to do whatever she wanted in the company. However, while Ziyi was comfortable, someone at home was unhappy.

That day, Ziyi finished work early, drove to her old house, and met her parents at the door.

Ziyu came up and gave Ziyi a hug. "Yiyi, if the old queen gets angry with you later, don't bear it. Do you hear me? If anything goes wrong, you still have your mother."

"I know, mom. Every time I see grandma, you always cheer me up. You're so worried about me." Ziyi laughed. "I'm almost done with the nickname 'Xiao Zi', so I can be on par with you."

"That's right. And there's dad. Although he doesn't talk back, he supports you in spirit and in wallet."

Zhao Fengzhuo just approached but was pushed out by Ziyu, "You are nothing, get out of here, I get angry when I see you."

Ziyu was angry but Zhao Fengzhuo was not. He happily moved closer to Ziyi and said, "Our daughter is really good. She is taller than her father."

"You're not even 1.8 meters tall. You can't reach my daughter when she wears high-heeled shoes." Ziyu rolled her eyes. "Luckily, I'm afraid Yiyi will follow your lead and feed her scientifically."

Posture: ...

"Mom, you sound like you're feeding pigs."

"Hahaha," Zhao Fengzhuo laughed heartily, "It's up to you and me."

Zi Yu's breath disappeared inexplicably. She liked Zhao Fengzhuo at first because of his personality. He never got angry about anything and was very stable, which perfectly matched her explosive temper.

In comparison, it doesn’t matter whether one is 1.80 meters tall or not.

Ziyi's personality is a bit like hers, she gets angry easily, but she seems to be much more stable now that she's grown up.

The family of three was happy and cheerful before they entered the house, but as soon as they entered the old house, they all put away their smiles tacitly.

Old lady Ji Minjun walked down the stairs step by step with the help of a cane. She was almost 80 years old, her hair was neatly tied up, and the cheongsam she wore showed her elegant demeanor.

"Mom." Zhao Fengzhuo came forward and helped Ji Minjun downstairs.

Ziyu called out, "Old Madam Zhao."

Ziyi: "Grandma."

"I don't deserve to be called grandma," Ji Minjun snorted coldly, stomping his cane on the ground with a dull sound, "Feng Zhuo, ask Zhao Yi if she still treats me as a grandma."

Ziyi had known that this would happen, and she had opened a number of Ji Minjun's relatives in the company, such as her cousins, as well as her cousins ​​from many generations apart.

"Grandma, what are you talking about? You are my father's mother, so of course you are also my grandma. Otherwise, who am I calling grandma?"

To be honest, Ziyi didn't like Ji Minjun, not for any other reason. Ji Minjun never let Ziyu call her mom like Zhao Fengzhuo, and Ziyu was not willing to call her grandma. The family even had a quarrel over the address. From then on, Ziyu only called Ji Minjun "Old Madam Zhao".

Ji Minjun doesn't even want to be called Ms. Ji.

"Look, this is the good daughter you taught, but she doesn't have any manners at all." Ji Minjun sat down and was so angry that she kept knocking with her cane.

"Grandma, you're right. Compared to my mom, who didn't even get tea or quilts when she came as a guest, I asked the uncles to leave and at least I got some compensation from my personal account."

Zhao Fengzhuo and Ziyu were unable to directly argue with Ji Minjun due to their status, but Ziyi had no reason to hinder them. She called the auntie at home to serve tea, just like the owner of the old house. When the auntie hesitated and looked at the old lady, Ziyi frowned, "Auntie, have you forgotten who pays your salary? Regardless of whether you are the host or the guest, someone came and didn't even have tea. Do you think our Zhao family can't even afford a cup of tea?"

Ji Minjun felt slapped in the face invisibly, and Ziyu secretly gave Ziyi a thumbs up with her hands behind her back.

Zhao Fengzhuo plays the character of a "helpless" good old man, calling "Mom" sweetly all the time, and the main theme is to give full spiritual comfort.

"You've already said it. They are your uncles and aunts, your brothers and sisters. You are the only one and they will help you in the future." Ji Minjun said earnestly.

Ziyi didn't buy it, "Does the prerequisite for helping me require drinking our Zhao family's blood first, grandma?"

She pulled Ziyu to sit beside her and waited for the aunt to serve tea. She gave the first cup to Ziyu. After receiving Ziyu's eye signal that "you can do what you want and don't worry about her", she turned around and took out a paper report that had been printed in advance from her bag.

"Grandma likes people to call you Madam Zhao, which means your heart is with the Zhao family. The company belongs to the Zhao family, and I am the heir of the Zhao family. Is there anything wrong with kicking out those burdens who do nothing but take the salary?" Ziyi handed the report to Ji Minjun.

The thoughtful eldest son gave the old lady a pair of reading glasses at the right time so that it would be easier for her to read the reports.

"My uncles and aunts have taken up positions but have done nothing and have not listened to me. What's going on? Do they want the Zhao family to follow them and change their surname to Ji? Aren't they really trying to make the whole family die?"

Ziyi provided evidence of Ji Minjun's family members taking money from the company into their own pockets.

When Zhao Fengzhuo came to power, he drove these relatives to various branches, and there were not many people at the headquarters.

But the branch companies are real jobs, and some of them simply enriched themselves and inflated prices. Some were even more outrageous and made terrible false accounts, as if they were sure that the higher-ups would not do anything about such careless false accounts.

"Grandma, I didn't drive out all the relatives. I just drove out some of the termites. I have a clear conscience about this."

Seeing that Ji Minjun's attitude was somewhat relaxed when looking at the report, he softened his tone, "I will still recommend relatives who have worked hard later. You know, the social environment is different now. We are all at the forefront of the storm. There must be reasons for promotion and it must be fair. In ancient times, emperors had to demote their confidants when they wanted to promote them. Regardless of whether they have achievements or not, the process must be followed."

The storm that Zhao Fengzhuo had expected did not come. Even Ji Minjun seemed to be coaxed by Ziyi. At dinner, she tried her best to persuade Ziyi about how good it was to have a brother or sister to support him.

The old lady was old and didn’t know that the young people’s words like “there will be opportunities in the future” were all empty talk, just like “definitely next time”, and she was perfectly saved by Ziyi.

Zhao Fengzhuo had not recovered until he left home and got into his parents' car.

"Is it over like this? I thought there would be a big fight in the evening, and the old lady would punish Yiyi to kneel in the ancestral hall. I drove those people out of the headquarters and made them kneel in front of the tablets all night."