After breaking off the engagement, she became the CEO's favorite

Zhang Xiaoyuan pushed away Gu Nianzhi who was shouting non-stop.

"If you have any works or something, just post them up."

Lu Ranran was a little troubled.

Writing is different from photography.

The screenwriting projects she is involved in cannot be leaked. Does that mean she should be serializing jokes on social media like she serializes novels?

After Lu Ranran expressed these concerns, Zhang Xiaoyuan felt a little troubled.

"Why not wait for this TV series—"

"I understand!" Zhang Xiaoyuan had a flash of inspiration and looked at Lu Ranran with sharp eyes.

"You worked for Wu Zhi before, so you should have some scraps, right?"

"Ah?" This was something Lu Ranran had never thought of.

Zhang Xiaoyuan sat up straight with some excitement.

"Think about it, Wu Zhi wanted to suppress you from the beginning, so he definitely didn't pay attention to what you wrote."

"Since you two are no longer in love, why not just take these things that he doesn't like and give them to yourself."

After hearing what Zhang Xiaoyuan said, Lu Ranran finally remembered.

When I first joined Wu Zhi's studio, I was assigned to write a low-budget sweet pet story.

At the end of the writing, Wu Zhimei said that he let Lu Keke take over, and finally it was jointly signed.

As a result, there is still no news about this script until now.

Considering everything that happened, perhaps this was just a test by Wu Zhi.

If Lu Ranran could accept it and make compromises, then the subsequent theft would be a natural thing.

"They didn't pay for it anyway. It's all your work. It would be a waste if you don't use it."

Zhang Xiaoyuan encouraged.

Lu Ranran thought for a while and finally made the decision.

"it is good!"

After what happened before, Lu Ranran could only say that he was not afraid of Chu Yue, but he couldn't help but worry.

Now at least we have more means and more preparation.

After dinner, she sent a message to Chang Hong, telling her what she was thinking.

After all, they are still partners and should be informed of any developments.

Unexpectedly, Chang Hong did not object.

"You don't have a studio now, so you're considered an independent screenwriter."

"It won't hurt to run your business a little more on your own."

Independent screenwriter?

She originally thought that after finishing her collaboration with Chang Hong, she would simply concentrate on being a full-time author.

I have never thought about becoming an independent screenwriter, or even opening my own studio like Wu Zhi one day.

Zhang Xiaoyuan fanned the flames:

"Do! Of course do!"

"You now have your own film and television resources and investment. All your worries are gone. What are you still hesitating about?"

"When the time comes, if you become rich and powerful, don't forget me!"

Seeing Zhang Xiaoyuan's momentum, Lu Ranran was also encouraged and immediately got into position.

"Ahem," Lu Ranran cleared his throat with a serious expression, "Director Zhang, I wonder if I have the honor to work with you on a movie."

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoyuan also put on an attitude and pretended to think deeply for a while.

"If we cooperate... I only care about how much money you can give me. My appearance fee is not cheap."

"Director Zhang, you're joking. Talking about money is so vulgar. What we pursue is art."

Zhang Xiaoyuan shouted "Great" and picked up the pillow and aimed it at Lu Ranran.

"Look, I'm going to kill you, you freeloader!"

In this quiet village, the laughter and joy under each light seem very insignificant.

But for everyone under the lights, life is so fulfilling and joyful.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the dark night sky.

The brilliant colors instantly illuminate the dark curtain.

"It's fireworks!" Zhang Xiaoyuan stopped and pointed outside the window.

One flower after another, the huge sky became a stage.

And the fleeting fireworks are the most competent actors on this stage.

Because everyone who is fortunate enough to watch it will remember this scene firmly in their heart.

At the same time, this also means that New Year’s Eve is approaching.

Zhuxi Village actually had no tradition of setting off fireworks.

However, with the recent development of the city, the scenic Zhuxi Village has gradually become a short-term holiday destination in everyone's mind and has gradually welcomed many tourists.

In order to attract more people, Zhuxi Village organized a large-scale fireworks display.

Especially under the city's fireworks ban, such fireworks displays are even more precious.

Compared with the scale of other holidays, the fireworks display during the New Year's Day is particularly grand.

It was amid the crackling sound of fireworks that the dusty Zhang Yuzhi, Cai Wenshu and Shen Ximing finally returned.

On New Year's Eve, Gu Nianzhi once again volunteered to be the chef.

But Cai Wenshu flatly refused.

"I've been out for a few days, eating a lot of fish and meat every day, and I'm injured."

"I plan to make some simple home-cooked dishes for this New Year's Eve dinner."

"If you have nothing to do, go make spring rolls with them."

When Gu Nianzhi turned around, he saw the three of them, plus Grandpa Shen, all sitting obediently at the dining table wrapping spring rolls.

Then he let out a painful "ah".

"Grandma, if you don't let me cook, it's worse than letting me die!"

“Puh, puh, puh!” Cai Wenshu angrily hit Gu Nianzhi, “What nonsense are you talking about on New Year’s Day!”

"Grandma," Gu Nianzhi pulled Cai Wenshu's sleeve like a spoiled child, "Let me help you make egg dumplings. Or, how about I help you cut the vegetables? Aren't you going to make mixed vegetables?"

There was a lot of noise at the stove because of Gu Nianzhi.

Things were not peaceful at the dinner table either.

Cai Wenshu said that she asked a few people to make spring rolls because it did not require any technical skills.

But I can’t help but feel that I usually don’t like to go into the kitchen.

Zhang Xiaoyuan is the most radical. The spring rolls made by her look like fat beer bellies.

Lu Ranran was very careful, fearing that the filling would be exposed, but she accidentally used too much force and a dent was created on the thin spring roll.

Shen Xiling...haha.

This person had absolutely no intention of taking action.

He supported his head with one hand and held chopsticks with the other.

After Lu Ranran spread out a spring roll wrapper, he picked up the filling deftly and placed it in front of Lu Ranran.

On the whole table, only Shen Xilu made dumplings quickly and well.

When he saw his grandchildren's "masterpiece", he couldn't help but sneer.

Then he shouted to Cai Wenshu proudly:

"Wenshu, look at the package, isn't it better than theirs?"

Cai Wenshu and Gu Nianzhi were rolling out egg skins together to make egg dumplings.

When she heard the voice, she didn't even turn her head, but just perfunctorily praised it with a few words of "well done".

At this time, Zhang Yuzhi came back with the chopped salted duck in her hand.

"Oh, there are so many people today. We waited in line for more than an hour."

“I thought I wouldn’t be able to buy it.”

Gu Nianzhi shouted without turning his head:

“Salt water duck, I can make it!”

Cai Wenshu scolded: "Who told you to do it? You are such a busy person!"

Zhang Yuzhi saw the spring rolls of different sizes on the table and quickly called Cai Wenshu to come and take a look.

Cai Wenshu was furious.

"You guys said you wanted to help, but why do you make things worse every day?!"

"Go, go, go and play somewhere else."

"Old man, you stay and rewrap these!"

The three of them returned home in disgrace and defeat.

Gu Nianzhi, the only one who managed to stay, was standing in front of the stove. He turned around and smiled proudly at the three of them.