Love at the Right Time

Because he promised Wen Qinghan to eat together and asked her to pick him up again, Shi Qingqiu didn't drive out, put on a pair of glasses, put on a mask, and took a taxi to Starry Night.

She and Fang Jing made an appointment in advance to meet at the company today, and she walked into this building again, she felt unwilling to give up. Although the security guards and bodyguards working here cannot be named, she can still remember most of her appearance. Many people have not said a word to her, but have guarded her several times.

Everyone I met and greeted her along the way, and she responded with a smile one by one, and the friendly smile on weekdays was a little more warm. Without delay, she took the elevator straight up to Fang Jing's office.

Knocking on the door, a low and steady female voice rang out: "Come in."

Shi Qingqiu held the doorknob and took a deep breath, then opened the door and went in. She applied a little pink and daisy, bright eyes gazing, and the waves of her eyes were enough to touch people's heartstrings.

Fang Jing's eyes pierced and smiled. Shi Qingqiu is more beautiful than when he first signed in. This is her pride, and now it has become her regret.

"Sister Fang, sorry, it took so long to see you." Shi Qingqiu stood at the desk, did not sit down, facing this person who has supported her growth for many years, she always maintained a respectful attitude.

No matter how high she reaches, she always remembers in her heart that people can't forget their roots.

Fang Jing nodded, raised his chin and smiled: "Sit down, don't be so restrained, since you call me sister, you should know what kind of person I am."

Fang Jing is a shrewd and capable woman, her black hair is narrowed to reveal her beautiful neck, she is beautiful without losing the charm of a mature woman, and she can't underestimate her with just one glance.

Shi Qingqiu pulled out the chair and sat down, Fang Jing took out a folder from the drawer without saying a word. The straightforward opening method made Shi Qingqiu very familiar: "Look at the contract, this is the best I can give you. Concession, no one else in the company can control you, only me, so this contract is very beneficial to you."

For artists, freedom and benefits are very important, but in many cases freedom is sacrificed to benefit. Therefore, Fang Jing’s remarks made it clear that as long as Shi Qingqiu renews the contract, the remuneration will be more than now, and Fang Jing will support her, and no other senior executives of the company will be dissatisfied with her.

Shi Qingqiu took it over and turned over two pages. After a few glances, she found that in addition to the remuneration sharing, she did relax her private life. As long as bad events that damage the image are not exposed, the company will not interfere in private life.

To put it bluntly, as long as you don't do bad things, it can be said that there are almost no restrictions on her. After all, she has never done anything to ruin her image for so many years.

However, Shi Qingqiu smiled apologetically, closed the document and pushed it back, "Sister Fang, I'm very sorry, I really can't renew the contract. In other words, I really don't want to renew the contract."

Fang Jing retracted the document, tapped twice on the edge of the table, and asked puzzledly: "Why? Are you dissatisfied with the profit in the contract? Or do you have anything you want? Let's talk about it."

Shi Qingqiu shook his head and said, "Neither, I have been allocated a lot in this contract, whether it is benefits or other aspects."

"Then why are you not tempted?" Fang Jing said angrily, "Or I will give you some shares? It can't be too much."

What's this all about? Shi Qingqiu couldn't laugh or cry, bit her lip and moved forward a bit, calmed down her smile, and said in a serious tone: "Sister Fang, I am very grateful for you to cultivate me for so many years, but I really don't want to use the contract to force me this time. Do things on my own, even if I am an actor, I still like it.

I want to go the way of the future by myself. When I want to make a film, I just pick up one or two scripts. When I don't want to make a film, I will live the most ordinary life at home with my family. When I have time, I can go shopping, go out for a tour or something, this is what I want to do most now.

I know that the contract just now is very beneficial to me. As you said, if I don’t want to work and you are there, I won’t be controlled by anyone in the company, but I don’t want you to bear the pressure for me. . Besides, I am also prepared. If I can't make it anymore, I still want to go back to my favorite profession and become a lawyer. "

Fang Jing raised her eyebrows, not knowing what to say.

Shi Qingqiu pursed her lips and added sincerely: "So Sister Fang, I'm very sorry, I want to be free."

It's all so far, what can people say?

Fang Jing shook his boss chair, sighed and said with a smile: "Qingqiu, what you said is like I'm going to imprison you here. But even if I knew you had a low chance of staying, but I still can't blame you."

Shi Qingqiu is one of the few most promising actors in the starry night, and Fang Jing also appreciates it privately. She is very proud of the shining star of Qingqiu sometimes in her company. In the face of Shi Qingqiu's departure, her regret is not entirely based on the company's interests.

Shi Qingqiu could hear that Fang Jing agreed, or it should be said that Fang Jing did not blame her.

"Sister Fang, thank you." She thanked her sincerely, her eyes filled with relief after being forgiven.

Fang Jing smiled seemingly true and false, "I lost such a big money cow, is it all over with just a thank you? Then I am really at a loss."

Shi Qingqiu touched his nose, but didn't know how to pick it up.

Fang Jing was unambiguous. She stood up and stretched out her hand to Shi Qingqiu, with a solemn expression: "Qingqiu, I hope everyone will remain friends in the future, and we will not become strangers or even hostile because of your departure. I want to see."

"Of course." Shi Qingqiu stood up, shook hands with Fang Jing, with a pleasant tone: "On the road in the future, I must remember what I said today. If there is an opportunity for cooperation, I will also think about it after careful consideration. Get up to the tolerance of Sister Fang today."

After the face was gone, Fang Jing patted her hand amusedly and said, "This shelf is pretty decent, Shi Boss."

Shi Qingqiu stretched his eyebrows and smiled, "Sister Fang is getting upright, so I don't want to cooperate if I can't get up."

"Oh, yes, I will arrange a dinner after a while. It will be a few acquaintances in the company. Sister Wen will be called. It's a farewell banquet for you. I can't help but go."

"Okay, I will definitely go." Shi Qingqiu readily agreed.

After chatting with Fang Jing for a while, Shi Qingqiu went downstairs and turned to Pan Jiawen's office.

She knocked on the door after sending Wen Qinghan's message, and Pan Jiawen opened the door to greet him in person.

After closing the door, Pan Jiawen asked curiously: "Qingqiu, how is it? What did your sister Fang say?"

When I was with Pan Jiawen, Qingqiu was not too cautious. Pan Jiawen poured two cups of tea, and the two of them went over and sat down together.

Shi Qingqiu leaned on the sofa with her legs folded, and took a sip of tea and said, "She didn't blame me, and she hoped that she would be a friend in the future, and there will be a farewell banquet in the future."

Pan Jiawen laughed and raised her head with a sigh of relief: "I know it must be like this. She has a very good temper. Did she show you that contract? She had several meetings with shareholders for that contract. Only then did they persuade them to settle down. She knows she can't keep you, so she plans to fight again."

Shi Qingqiu was silent, lowered his head and sniffed the bitter tea fragrance in the glass teacup, as if his mood became clear and transparent.

As Pan Jiawen talked, the topic began to shift: "Fang is always a good boss. Let me tell you the truth. If you weren't me, I guess you may not be able to achieve this status now. With your broken jar at that time The state of being broken, fortunately, I met me."

Shi Qingqiu took another sip of tea. The bitterness made her slightly raise her eyebrows and smiled faintly: "What did I break the jar? It was just a bad mood at that time. But I want to thank you for making me feel bad. Still very lucky."

At that time, when Qi Yue had just left, she wanted to enrich her life and stop being occupied by the shadows brought by Qi Yue in most of her life. So she dialed the number Pan Jiawen left for her and signed a contract with Xingye.

She doesn't regret the choice at that time. She likes acting, but she can't deny that if it wasn't Pan Jiawen, she might not have achieved what she is today.

"I'm just kidding." Pan Jiawen turned to look at her, stretched her feet and touched Qingqiu's high heels, jokingly: "If you want to go home with hypocrisy, I don't accept hypocrisy here. If you want to thank you, please show me something practical."

Shi Qingqiu turned his head and jokingly said: "Okay, it's better to follow me, just save me to find someone to help me manage it."

Pan Jiawen immediately sat upright in astonishment, holding the tea cup in both hands and asking inconceivably: "Are you real or fake? You are digging the corner of your sister's wall. She knew that you were going to be beaten."

Shi Qingqiu smiled and said, "Of course it's a joke." After a pause, she said seriously: "But I will put my words here for you first. My door is always open for you."

Pan Jiawen drank tea and laughed, coughing twice and said: “It’s amazing. Others are looking for a next home before resignation. I have a next home for me before I plan to resign, and it’s still a fan, regardless of whether the fan base or The next generation with the same strong funding base."

"Well, so you have to know to cherish and keep in touch with me..."

The two talked happily until almost six o'clock in the afternoon, when Wen Qinghan came and said that he was at the door of the starry night, and Pan Jiawen sent Shi Qingqiu out.

Wen Qinghan came out of the office and first went to a friend's jewelry store to fetch things, and then came to Xingye to pick up when Qingqiu was going to eat together.

She parked the car near the steps, with some irrepressible joy in her eyes. In the process of waiting, she didn't know how many times it was, and she took out the royal blue velvet box from the suit pocket thrown in the co-pilot.

Inside is a pair of silver rings, facing upwards is a hollow cloud shape, a dazzling diamond surrounded by clouds in the center, clearly without light, but flashing a soft light.

Wen Qinghan closed the box and put it back in his suit pocket, trying to calm his heartbeat, regaining his usual plain look, and continue to wait for Qingqiu to come out.

She looked around, trying to divert her attention from the ring. She happened to notice that there was an old woman on the side of the road directly opposite the Starry Night Gate, with her hands behind her back, her eyes staring at the starry night's door tightly, and a word in her mouth.

The old woman seemed to be holding something in her hand behind her back, and a glare of dazzling light was refracted by the sunlight.

The glass door of Starry Night slowly opened, and Shi Qingqiu and Pan Jiawen walked out of it.

"I said, when will your wedding be held? How many people do you want us to die? The fans are not in a hurry. It was suddenly revealed that no one knew that your wedding was not held. We are not the same..."

"Well, well, you won't lose this opportunity to give me gifts, don't worry."

At this moment, Wen Qinghan felt an unusual aura, and the old woman who had just seen her steps rushed from the opposite side to the door of the starry night very quickly.

Her eyes were nailed to Shi Qingqiu's body like nails, and her elderly body seemed to suddenly burst out of a long-supplied power, supporting her to rush towards Shi Qingqiu.

Wen Qinghan's mind quickly passed the dazzling cold light just now, and many judgments instantly appeared in her heart.

Before she could think of a countermeasure, she opened the car door and ran towards Shi Qingqiu. At the moment of her death, she hugged Shi Qingqiu's body without hesitation, turned around, and backed away.

The sound of the edge cutting through the flesh and blood came, and Shi Qingqiu was still in shock when he heard Wen Qinghan take a low breath in his ear, and then, the smell of blood spread in the air.

"Qing Han!"