Xi Jia rested her chin on her hands, leaning against the car window frame, gazing at him. Rarely, Mo Yushen was unusually patient today; even though she wouldn't accept the flowers, he simply held them, standing outside the car.
The driver couldn't stand the nausea, so he made an excuse to get out of the car and went to the convenience store next door.
Now that it was just the two of them, Xi Jia spoke much more casually. "Husband."
Mo Yushen remained silent, waiting for her to continue.
When Xi Jia received no response, she called out again, "Husband."
"Um."
Xi Jia: "Have you ever proposed to me before?"
Mo Yushen truthfully replied, "No." They decided to get married after their first meeting. That same evening, Xi Jia called him and said she wanted to sign a prenuptial agreement.
In that kind of marriage, what's the point of asking for a proposal?
Xi Jia nodded thoughtfully, "There's no time like the present, so why don't you propose to me now? It'll be a fresh start for the new year."
She really did just go with the flow. Mo Yushen naturally wouldn't propose, and she wasn't prepared at all. This place wasn't suitable either. He gave her the flowers again, saying, "If you don't want them, I'll return them and give you the money back to buy coffee."
Xi Jia: "..."
Mo Yushen looked at the flower and said, "It may be few, but it has a lot of meaning."
Xi Jia raised his chin, indicating that he should explain the significance.
He asked the question knowing the answer already. Mo Yushen didn't explain himself, but handed the flowers into the car and placed them in Xi Jia's arms.
Meaning, unique.
Xi Jia plucked a few leaves from the flower; she liked dark green.
Mo Yushen walked around to the other side of the car, sat down, and saw her still picking off the extra leaves. "Don't get pricked by the thorns."
"It's nothing." Xi Jia took out her notebook and started reading from the first page. There were some passages related to Mo Yushen, so she put one on that page.
"Do you know what this is called?" she asked, looking up.
Mo Yushen remained silent. He couldn't guess.
Xi Jia: "This is called eternity. I am your only one, you are my eternity, you are not at a loss."
He couldn't win a romantic conversation with the screenwriter.
Even if she spoke casually, he never got tired of listening to her.
Watching her carefully flip through the notebook, as if afraid of dropping any petals, he asked, puzzled, "Aren't you tired doing this?"
Xi Jia shook her head, "I have to be careful and cautious at all times when I'm riding a horse, it's a habit."
The driver had already bought water and returned, then started the car.
Xi Jia asked the driver to find a stationery store so she could buy a few more notebooks.
Once you join the film crew, you'll have a lot to remember and need to categorize things.
This book is specifically dedicated to Mo Yushen.
Once home, Xi Jia busied herself revising her domineering CEO-style script, "Falling in Love with the Stars of the Deep Sea."
It wasn't called that at first.
She read the electronic version of the record and then changed the name to this.
As for why the name was changed...
There's no record of it, so I don't know now.
Having previously adapted Mr. Yue's work, Xi Jia has finally grasped the concept and is now reconstructing the script from scratch, although the CEO is still the same CEO...
Mo Yushen stayed in the bedroom for a while, and seeing that she didn't respond, he indirectly reminded her, "Aren't you going to take notes anymore?"
Xi Jia turned her head to the side and said, "I wrote it down on the way."
"You can review it."
"No need, I remember everything." She didn't have time either, she needed to work on the script.
Mo Yushen wanted to say something more, but hesitated. Didn't she say at her grandfather's house that she would coax him when she got back? It turned out she was just saying it casually. After staying in the bedroom for a few minutes, he went downstairs.
Upon arriving at his study, Mo Yushen got into work mode and held a video conference with Secretary Ding to discuss issues related to Mo's Real Estate.
Secretary Ding reported that Mo's Real Estate's inventory turnover rate has fallen to 68% in the past two months.
Before Mo Lian took over, Mo's Real Estate's inventory monetization rate had never fallen below 80% in recent years. At one point, it even reached 89%.
There is now a large backlog of inventory.
Secretary Ding's analysis was objective and rational: "Of course, it's also related to the fact that the end of the year is approaching, and house sales are in the off-season." However, even in previous years, it hasn't been this bleak.
What Mo Yushen was concerned about was: "What is Mo Lian's attitude now?"
Secretary Ding: "His attitude is more proactive than when I first took over."
If he hadn't been forced into it, Mo Yushen would never have wanted to compete with Mo Lian to see who was superior. In the end, it would only harm his own interests.
Secretary Ding continued, "The project that Mo Lian mentioned in the previous meeting, the one that was criticized on the model, has now been shelved."
Of course, due to funding issues, it may be temporarily put on hold, and it's hard to say when it will be restarted.
Mo Yushen: "That project has no chance of making money."
But we've already acquired the land, and the plans are already set. What else can we do?
After a moment of silence, Mo Yushen spoke of his father, "After the holiday, Chairman Mo may gift his shares and voting rights to Mo Lian."
Secretary Ding was taken aback. She forgot to give a response.
Chairman Mo is the second largest individual shareholder of the Mo Group, after Old Master Mo, and his voting rights are second only to Old Master Mo. Therefore, Mo Yushen's voting rights are significantly lower than Mo Lian's.
As for whether Mr. Mo will distribute his shares now, it's hard to say.
Whether it's Old Master Mo or Chairman Mo, they've both spent their lives honing their skills in the business world. Secretary Ding couldn't fathom what they were planning.
I reckon even Mo Yushen didn't understand it.
Secretary Ding analyzed in her mind that Chairman Mo's shares were joint property of the couple, and half of them belonged to Mrs. Mo, while Mrs. Mo's half would definitely be given to her son.
Even if 50% of Chairman Mo's shares are given to Mo Lian and the remaining half to Mo Yushen, Mo Yushen still doesn't have any advantage in terms of shareholding.
Historically, the struggle for inheritance among wealthy families has always been a war without bloodshed.
Secretary Ding then reported on other work. There had been some progress at the R&D center, but they were still far from achieving any research results.
Secretary Ding also reported on all the companies under Mr. Mo's personal name.
Regarding film and television investment, there's new information: Mr. Yue has taken a liking to the script adapted by Xi Jia.
When Zhou Mingqian sent it to Mr. Yue, he did not sign it, but only used a number instead. Mr. Yue felt that Xi Jia's book was the most faithful to the original work and also the one that best captured the soul of the original work.
Xinglan Film & Television will likely make an official announcement after the holiday, with filming scheduled to begin before the Lunar New Year. The date for the opening ceremony is yet to be determined.
Mo Yu understood this deeply.
The meeting has ended.
Xi Jia also learned of this news; Zhou Mingqian's assistant called her.
A very gentle voice told her that her script had been selected and that she would be attending a meeting at Xinglan after the holiday.
Xi Jia expressed her gratitude and asked, "What is your surname?"
"My surname is Yu, just call me Yu An."
Xi Jia hadn't met Yu An in person yet, but she liked his voice just by listening to it. His voice was soft but not affected, like water, and also had a magnetic quality.
After saving Yu An's number, Xi Jia sent Ye Qiu a message: "I've partnered with Zhou Mingqian. I'm going to teach him a lesson for his arrogance."
Ye Qiu was delighted; her role had been finalized. She had just tried calling Xi Jia, but the line was busy.
Ye Qiu: [I play the youngest daughter~]
Xi Jia couldn't believe it: "Really? You're not kidding me?"
Ye Qiu wasn't surprised that Xi Jia had forgotten those details; he treated it as the first time he'd told Xi Jia: "Why would I lie to you? I passed the audition. Director Zhou's assistant just notified our company."
Xi Jia asked in confusion: "Did you mention this to me before? I forgot?" She started flipping through her notebook, but after more than two months and so many notes, she couldn't find it anywhere.
Ye Qiu: [No, I wanted to surprise you. Zhou Mingqian is such a strict person, I was just afraid I'd fail the audition and lose face.]
Xi Jia had no doubts, nor did she look for the notes again.
She hadn't been this happy in a long time. She could see Ye Qiu every day for the next few months and, incidentally, complain about Zhou Mingqian.
She put down her phone and went downstairs to find Mo Yushen.
"husband."
She started shouting before we even got to the second floor.
Mo Yushen turned off the computer and came out of the study.
Xi Jia stood at the top of the stairs. "I'll give you a chance. Come over and hug the future famous screenwriter. When I win an award, I'll take you down the red carpet."
Mo Yushen looked at her and walked over.
I didn't hug her.
"You didn't take a nap today, are you sleepy?" he asked.
"good."
Mo Yushen pulled her upstairs.
Upon entering the bedroom, Mo Yushen drew the curtains and turned off the lights.
Xi Jia then realized what he meant by his previous words: he wanted to catch up on sleep.
During the conversation, Xi Jia confronted him, saying, "I just gave you a chance to hug the Best Screenwriter, but you didn't."
Mo Yushen gripped her waist tightly, saying, "What else is this but a hug?"
Xi Jia couldn't control herself and called his name.
Mo Yushen lowered his head and swallowed his words.
After everything quieted down, it was almost dark, and Xi Jia was sleepy.