Chapter 243: It's snowing—let's go to the rooftop to enjoy the snow

"You're so petty, not like a man!"

Liang Shishi complained.

Lin Feng furrowed his brows and said: "The economy is bad, money is harder to earn; if I don't pinch pennies, how can I get by?"

Liang Shishi said: "You can't always be stingy! Money isn't earned like that."

Lin Feng chuckled: "Then how should I go about it? Give me a hint, you know I'm slow-witted, my brain doesn't work well, I can only rely on brute force."

Liang Shishi thought for a moment, then said: "Find connections, go through the back door!"

"Why not earn money openly and honestly?"

Lin Feng was very dissatisfied with this.

Every time, Liang Shishi had me use connections and go through the back door.

That's not his way of doing things.

Liang Shishi said: "Going through the back door saves trouble! What kind of society is this now? Without connections, trying to earn money openly is too difficult. Saves trouble, saves trouble, you know?"

After a few sentences, Liang Shishi mentioned "saves trouble" three times, and Lin Feng finally understood.

"Then let me have a few bites of the sour cabbage fish first!"

The nanny might be from Sichuan; the sour cabbage fish is made very spicy.

Liang Shishi also likes spicy food.

A grass carp weighing over four jin, even after removing the head and entrails, still left over two jin of meat; the two of them finished it in less than half an hour.

Lin Feng, of course, was not full.

Next, they enjoyed the scallops Liang Shishi prepared.

Normally, after eating something spicy, one should rinse the mouth before eating seafood.

Only then can one savor the fresh flavor of the seafood.

Since Liang Shishi didn't remind him, Lin Feng pretended not to know.

Suddenly...

"Spicy! Spicy!"

Liang Shishi covered her mouth and shouted, then ran off.

"Hahaha..."

Lin Feng burst out laughing.

"You little brat, dare to challenge me!"

"This chili pepper is mightier than whatever monosodium glutamate!"

After the meal, Lin Feng went to the first-floor living room, turned on the computer, and continued writing the script.

By evening, Lin Feng finally finished it.

Liang Shishi sat on the sofa, holding a laptop, watching the script Lin Feng wrote.

In this regard, she is a professional.

Several scripts she wrote before have been adapted into films or stage plays.

But her style leans toward the literary, so it's not widely known.

Being a professional, she naturally has the ability to appreciate and discern.

At the beginning of the script, the male lead is a young history professor surnamed Lin.

From childhood, he has been very intelligent, loves archaeology, and enjoys immersing himself in ancient books.

One day he spent money to buy an ancient book, which is a kind of autobiographical novel written by a woman.

Immersed in the ancient book, the male protagonist hallucinates and begins conversing with a beautiful woman from over 700 years ago.

This beauty, as a young lady from a prominent clan, personally experienced the fall of the Southern Song and the Battle of Yashan.

In the end, to avoid capture by the Yuan forces, she followed a hundred thousand Song subjects into the sea.

The clever male lead, in this process, found news about the Chuánguó Yùxǐ...

Liang Shishi was completely engrossed.

Such a film would have romance—the male lead interacts with the female lead across time.

Although it's fantasy, the feeling is deeply moving.

It features grand war scenes.

And there's a painstaking, thread-by-thread decryption process.

Finally, the male lead, relying on the information revealed in the book, located the Chuánguó Yùxǐ.

After gaining honor, he also reaped his own love.

The male lead meets a young woman who looks exactly like the one from his fantasy.

After they meet, it's as if they've reunited after over 700 years...

Written this way, it counts as a perfect ending.

Lin Feng doesn't like tragedies, not even sad emotions.

After Liang Shishi finished reading the script, she remained silent for a long time.

The script is superb!

She looked at Lin Feng with an astonished gaze.

Just how capable is this guy?

Liang Shishi finds Lin Feng increasingly hard to understand.

Could it be that boys really need to be raised in poverty?

Liang Shishi began to ponder in her heart: if they have a child in the future, should they send him to the mountains for training?

This is even harsher than Lin Feng's parents!

Soon she let her thoughts return to the script.

Wanting to shoot this movie well is no easy feat.

She has seen many good scripts, but they were all ruined by directors and actors.

With several thousand years of cultural heritage, the Chinese people's storytelling ability is not lacking.

"I'm the screenwriter, I'll direct it myself!"

Lin Feng said calmly.

Liang Shishi looked at Lin Feng in surprise again.

Lin Feng pointed to his own head, "I've already gone through the entire movie's scenes in my mind."

As for me, I'm picky about TV and movies; I don't want my own script to be turned into a crappy film.

"How much money are you prepared to invest?"

Liang Shishi asked.

Lin Feng laughed and said: "100 million USD! This is just my personal investment; Great Flag Media should also invest a proportional share, right? No matter how you split this 100 million among yourselves, or how much investment you attract, I don't care..."

In that case, I'll bear most of the risk; even if the film loses money after release, you won't lose much.

Liang Shishi said: "What's yours and mine? Great Flag Media is our company; don't forget you own thirty percent of the shares."

Lin Feng laughed: "I've been taught; I need to have the spirit of an owner!"

Liang Shishi gave Lin Feng another look: "The female lead is surely Han Xiang again, right?"

"How do you know?" Lin Feng feigned surprise.

Liang Shishi just gave a hehe laugh.

This afternoon Lin Feng left with the script, flying back to Yanjing.

By the time he left the airport, it was already dark.

Zhao Xiaoyang came back in the morning and was immediately summoned to the training camp.

It was Wu Qian who drove to pick up Lin Feng.

After getting in the car, Lin Feng lowered the window and reached out to catch a few snowflakes.

"Where to?"

Wu Qian asked.

"To your place." Lin Feng said calmly.

Wu Qian happily started the car.

Lin Feng glanced at the car, furrowed his brows, and said: "A domestic car worth over ten thousand, and it's old—time for a new car!"

Wu Qian said: "Wouldn't that be too showy?"

Lin Feng didn't speak.

Wu Qian thought for a moment, then said: "Then I'll buy a BMW! I like black."

The car Wu Qian currently drives is also black.

Lin Feng glanced at the black velvet pants wrapped around Wu Qian's legs, then at the snow falling harder, and said: "Let's not go back; let's find a more secluded spot to watch the snow."

Wu Qian certainly understands Lin Feng's thoughts.

It's not really about watching the snow.

There's a building nearby with an underground parking lot open to the public.

They drove the car straight into the underground parking lot.

The building is over thirty stories high and is a commercial office building.

After parking the car, Wu Qian pulled Lin Feng into the elevator lobby.

After making a phone call, she took the elevator to the eighth floor, asked a middle-aged female security guard on patrol for a key, saying she wanted to go to the rooftop to view the snow.

The female security guard readily gave the key to Wu Qian.

After entering the elevator again, Wu Qian explained: "I used to work as a security guard at our place. I was fired after arguing with a client, and I know you well."

Lin Feng said: "It's rare for women to be security guards; have you been here before?"

Wu Qian nodded: "I've been here once."

After taking the key up to the rooftop, Wu Qian locked the door.

"Dear, I'm not afraid of the cold!"

Wu Qian clung to Lin Feng's neck, her breath fragrant like orchids.