After breaking up with the paranoid actor

Chapter 12 Repayment

Twenty minutes ago, Xie Jian was still watching the audition clips of herself and Song Feiyang with the director.

This director is also a rookie director, and he always likes to reuse rookies.When Xie Jian sent the audition clip, he decided on the spot to use the two of them as the protagonists.

Xie Jian put away her mobile phone: "He is changing clothes, come out and have a look later."

The director was busy directing, and he didn't reply when he heard Xie Jian's words: "Don't look at it, I will definitely use Song Feiyang, he is the most suitable so far. Hey! What are the props crew doing! The filming will start soon, and this place is still empty! "

After the director finished speaking, he turned his head and called out in disbelief: "Mr. Xie?"

At first, Xie Jian thought she was calling him, and thought she was so polite, but when she looked up in the direction of the director, she found that it was her own father, Xie Dongsheng.

"Dad... why are you here?"

Xie Dongsheng has been behind the scenes for so many years, but his influence is still there.He scanned around the crew, and then his eyes fell on Xie Jian, like a nail.

"You want Song Feiyang to make this scene?"

He understood what Xie Dongsheng meant, once he let Xie Dongsheng know that Song Feiyang was going to make this movie, he could immediately make it impossible to make the movie, even if it was made, it wouldn't be released.

With decades of contacts and qualifications, Xie Dongsheng kept his word.

Xie Jian glanced in the direction of the clothing store and found that the person hadn't come out yet.In just a few seconds, Xie Jian had no choice but to deceive his father and let the crew start up smoothly.

"No, he is my assistant now."

"I won't let him film."

Xie Dongsheng didn't speak, he looked Xie Jian up and down, like a thousand-year-old goblin who could see through this person's skin where his heart was.

This look made Xie Jian panic for no reason, but he could only look at Xie Dongsheng without blinking. In this silent fight, whoever bows his head first is doomed to be defeated.

Later, it was Xie Dongsheng who took a step back. He scanned the crew again and returned to the car.

Xie Jian kept staring at the car, but the car never left.There was dark car film on the glass, Xie Jian couldn't see the inside, but saw Song Feiyang happily running out of the clothes room.

He watched Song Feiyang run to him and turned his head.

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On the way back, Song Feiyang sent Miao Miao a WeChat message.

Song Feiyang: Miao Miao, I'm sorry, I want to ask if there is still a shortage of people in that play?

He knew that there was little hope for this, but now that he left Xie Jian, he had to seize every opportunity he could to act.

Miao Miao didn't reply to the message, so Song Feiyang simply memorized Subject One.

It's funny to say, this driving school is still for Xie Jian's briefing, now that the money has been spent, I've started learning, and I'm leaving Xie Jian.

When Song Feiyang got off the car, his mind was still full of road and traffic police gestures, and he realized the necessity of having a car.He didn't want to have this experience of being squeezed from a three-dimensional plane to a two-dimensional plane by the turbulent flow of people again.

He opened the door and entered Xie Jian's single-family house. For the first time, he looked carefully and carefully, and tried to find out the faults.

The space is too big, the ceiling is too high, and the floor is too clean.

Song Feiyang picked and picked, but he really didn't pick out any decent problems.No way, the price is there, it must be good.

He went up to the second floor a little dejectedly, and entered his room.

When he came, there was only one big package, thanks to Jane, now he wants to take these things back intact.

Song Feiyang went back and forth seven or eight times before stacking all the things in the neat and bright living room.

He took another look at the living room where he couldn't pick a mistake just now, but this time he was able to pick a bunch of mistakes.

Things are messy and dusty.

After summing it up, it wasn't the living room that was wrong, but the pile of things that were out of place.

Song Feiyang also understood that he was also out of place in this house, he was a borrower from the beginning to the end.

With so many things to move, he definitely can't squeeze the bus and subway anymore.

He called a moving truck, and moved him back to Sanyuan New Village with people and things.

The driver in the car couldn't help looking at him, but he couldn't help asking him.

"I can't live in such a nice villa, why did I go back to Sanyuan New Village?"

Song Feiyang really didn't want to open his mouth to speak, he rolled down the window and turned his head to look out the window.

It was just three or four o'clock in the afternoon, and there were not many cars on the street, and it was sparse.Occasionally, one drove past, and the speed was so fast that it was impossible to see what kind of car it was.I can only feel the hot air from the butt of the car, which is hot and smelly.

The truck driver saw that he didn't want to talk to him, muttered something, turned a corner and drove away from the main road.

Song Feiyang didn't sleep well last night, but now the hot wind was blowing in his face, Song Feiyang fell asleep in the afternoon sun and wind.

When he woke up again, he was pushed awake. When Song Feiyang opened his eyes, he saw the truck driver pulling his arm and shaking it back and forth.He quietly pulled his arm back.

"arrive?"

The truck driver saw that he was awake before getting out of the car, and while getting out of the car, he yelled: "It's early, no matter how much I call you, you won't wake up, it's like you haven't slept in many years."

It was probably a little bit of resentment, he moved things a little harder, Song Feiyang heard his luggage fall to the ground, crackling, and hurriedly got out of the car to look at it.

After a while, he stared at the truck driver and asked, "Won't you help me move it up?"

The truck driver glanced at the building behind him, then turned his gaze back: "Your house doesn't have an elevator, you can move it up, and an extra floor fee of 20 yuan will be added for the first floor."

Song Feiyang lived on the fifth floor, and he would have to spend an extra 80 yuan to remove the first floor.

He didn't have much savings in the first place, and he had already spent a large part of it on enrolling in a driving school, and the truck he rented today cost hundreds of dollars, so of course Song Feiyang can save as much as he can at this moment.

He waved his hand and said, "You go."

The truck driver didn't stay for a second, jumped into the car and drove away, leaving behind a lot of scattered luggage on the ground, and Song Feiyang.

The law and order in the community here is not good, Song Feiyang is afraid that someone will pick up his luggage if he leaves it here.He could only move to the door of the unit bit by bit.Then put it into the corridor, and then take it up in batches.

By the time he tossed everything to the door of the house and opened the door to go home, it was already two or three o'clock in the morning.

But Song Feiyang hadn't had time to move those luggage home when he found someone sitting in the room.

The light in the room was not turned on, the man was smoking a cigarette, the cigarette butt in his hand flickered on and off, it was the only light in the room.

At this moment, Song Feiyang was exhausted, even if he moved a finger, he felt so tired.He looked at the man in the room without fear or panic.

His family was impoverished, he didn't have any money, he didn't have any people, he just hoped that the person in front of him could choose a way to make him die more happily, and Song Feiyang might have to thank him in turn when he went underground.

But the person in front of him was not looking for money or people, Song Feiyang pressed the light and found that it was not someone else but Xie Jian.

He forgot that Xie Jian knew where he lived.

Song Feiyang ignored him, and slowly moved the outside luggage in after changing his shoes.Now he just wants to finish his work and lie down, and he doesn't want to deal with other superfluous things at all.

The luggage was temporarily piled up in the living room, making the already small place even more crowded.After Song Feiyang finished moving, he went straight to the bedroom.He heard Xie Jian following behind him, Song Feiyang took a few steps quickly, trying to slam the door directly in front of him.

But Song Feiyang was a step slower.

When the door was about to close, a hand suddenly stretched out from the outside.

"let's talk."

That's what the man outside said.

Song Feiyang let go and let Xie Jian push the door open.Song Feiyang didn't go out, and Xie Jian didn't go in either.The two faced each other across a door.

"Those scripts I showed you... Do you still like it? I..."

"Gone."

Song Feiyang briefly interrupted Xie Jian's words, and added another sentence.

"Tomorrow I will resign. Those scripts have nothing to do with me."

"Leave? Didn't I say today that you leave the crew and don't leave the company?"

Song Feiyang sighed deeply, he couldn't even open his eyes, he really didn't want to deal with Xie Jian.

"I also said no, you go, I'm going to sleep."

After he finished speaking, he planned to close the door with his backhand, but if Xie Jian could block the door once, he could block it a second time.

"1000."

When Xie Jian said this, she didn't dare to look up at Song Feiyang's eyes, but just lowered her head to stare at the neat gaps in the floor tiles and the small toe exposed in Song Feiyang's slippers.

"What did you say?"

"Wu Zian, I signed an economic contract with you, right? The artist unilaterally broke the contract..."

"We need to pay 1000 million yuan."

Xie Jian finally raised his head, and the moment he raised his head, he met Song Feiyang's unbelievable face.But Xie Jian couldn't think of any better way to keep Song Feiyang at this time.

At this moment, Xie Jian is despicable and unscrupulous, but this is his only way.

Xie Jian continued to add chips.

"Before you walked away quietly and ruined so many endorsements and cooperations with me, at least it cost 2000 million. The total is 3000 million. I will give you a half discount, 500 million."

"You can leave after paying the money."

500 million.Just now Song Feiyang was still tossing himself for 80 yuan until the early morning, and in the blink of an eye, he was in debt of 500 million yuan.Song Feiyang never expected that Xie Jian would make a fuss about the contract and become a bargaining chip to tie him down.

"Xie Jian, how much is your assistant a month?"

Things have taken a turn.

"Being my assistant is [-] yuan a month, but if you stay as my assistant and don't leave, our debts will be cancelled, and you don't have to pay back." Xie Jian spoke quickly, as if she was afraid that Song Feiyang would go back on his word.

"Ten thousand a month..."

Song Feiyang repeated Xie Jian's words softly.

"I don't eat or drink, and I will work for you for 120 months, which is [-] five years."

Xie Jian's voice suddenly raised a lot: "I said it! If you become my assistant, you don't need to pay back the money!"

Song Feiyang nodded: "I'm really valuable."

From the afternoon to now, he ran up and down so many times, and now he is screaming with pain everywhere in his body.And the culprit of all this was attributed to Song Feiyang's lack of money.

At this moment, if Song Feiyang agrees to Xie Jian, the debt will be written off, and he can return to that spacious and bright house, and then be Xie Jian's assistant for the rest of his life.

The assistant of a big star, who eats and lives with Xie Jian, is the job that many people dream of.While the star accepted the flowers and applause, he also bathed in those praises.

But now Song Feiyang may be too tired, he just wants to get as far away from this person in front of him as possible, and it is best not to see him in this life.

Song Feiyang was fed up with Xie Jian's insistence on going his own way, he held the door and said in a soft voice that couldn't be softer.

"Thank you Jane, I choose to pay back the money."

With a bang, the door closed in front of Xie Jian.