"Mr. Song, the jewelry you customized at xx Jewelry Store has been sent back. Please come and pick it up when you are convenient. If you can't find time, we can deliver it to the mansion on your behalf."

This information is "information encrypted".

When Song Zichen went to customize, he repeatedly told him that if they sent a message to inform him that the jewelry had been sent back, never reveal what jewelry it was in the text message.

He was afraid that Lin Zhanyan would see the text message.

All his secrets can be opened to Lin Zhanyan.

Only this biggest secret in history is to be revealed to Lin Zhanyan himself.

But now, this plan is to be put on hold for the time being.

"I won't take it away for the time being. Please help me keep it for a while."

After Song Zichen replied, he deleted the information.

When the text disappeared from the mobile phone page, a deep feeling of loss flashed in his eyes.

He originally thought that no matter whether it was the plan to take my mother home or the plan, it would be possible to proceed smoothly.

Unexpectedly, when the things were ready to be delivered, something happened.

"Okay Mr. Song. We keep it for you for a while. If you need to take it away, please feel free to contact us."

Song Zichen did not delete this message.

He hopes that he can reply to the message as soon as possible, take out the things in the small box and hand it over to the person who should have it.

"Mr. Xiao Song," Han Weifeng's voice suddenly came from the inside phone, "Is it convenient for me to come in?"

Song Zichen pressed the phone and said "yes".

Han Weifeng came to find Song Zichen, of course there was something wrong.

He heard before he came in that Song Zichen was not in a good mood today.

Could it be that Lin Zhanyan chose the script that was the early one to join the group?

After talking about the main business, Han Weifeng didn't leave, but stood in front of Song Zichen's desk, looking like he was reluctant to speak but stopped.

Han Weifeng is not the kind of person who is squeamish and dare not say anything.

He also knew that Song Zichen didn't like such people.

"Speak straight away if you have something to do."

Song Zichen gave Han Weifeng an ultimatum.

Han Weifeng first gave Song Zichen a vaccination and said, "Mr. Song, what I said to you next is all about my heart!"

"..." Song Zichen's face almost said "If you have a fart, please let it go."

"Actually... I always think that Xiaolin is a girl with a strong career aspiration." Of course, Han Weifeng hopes to see his artists develop well, so he desperately leans towards Lin Zhanyan, "That girl is worthy of you!"

He said this, isn't it wrong? After hearing his words, Song Zichen could think of it all at once, right?

Han Weifeng never expected that his words only had a counterproductive effect.

Song Zichen's face suddenly calmed down and his eyes became sharper.

With the idea that saving his life is important, Han Weifeng took two steps back and looked at Song Zichen vigilantly and uneasyly, "Mr. Song?"

"Does Lin Zhanyan deserve me? Do you want you to tell me?" Song Zichen stretched out his long legs and kicked a stool and hit Han Weifeng. "Are you too idle?"

Only then did Han Weifeng realize that he was so cautious, but he still said the wrong thing.

Because the points he and Song Zichen are paying attention to are different!

He avoided the stool that rushed towards him and said, "Mr. Xiao Song, you misunderstood! I just want to tell you that Yan Yan chose the script that was earlier in the group!"

Song Zichen's eyes drooped slightly, pretending to be careless, and said "yes".

"She also said she would join the group today." Han Weifeng looked at Song Zichen, "Actually, there is no need to be so anxious..."

"She wants to join the group, so you can help her arrange it." Song Zichen knew what Han Weifeng wanted to say, and glared at him, "Where did you come from so much nonsense?"

Han Weifeng probably wanted to tell him that he could arrange for Lin Zhanyan to join the group a few days later, so that they could get tired of it for a few more days.

If it were before, he really needed these two days.

But now, the sooner Lin Zhanyan joins the group, the better.

He didn't know how sad Lin Zhanyan was now, but he knew that Lin Zhanyan was a person with a strong sense of responsibility.

After joining the group, she knew that she needed to complete the shooting well and would not think too much about other things.

Letting work take up most of her time can make her feel better during this period.

As for him...it doesn't matter.

His target is Lin Yi.

Han Weifeng looked at Song Zichen like this, and he vaguely understood what he had come over.

He dragged his tail tone and said, "I..." After pondering for a while, he finally said nothing, "I understand!"

Song Zichen waved his hand, "If there is nothing to do, go out."

Han Weifeng left silently.

He could guess that Song Zichen and Lin Zhanyan... were likely to have a quarrel.

However, Song Zichen seems to be not very right...

He is a little worried about Song Zichen now.

As for Lin Zhanyan, he was not very worried.

Although he has not worked with Lin Zhanyan for a long time, he knows very well that no matter what happens, Lin Zhanyan will do his job well first.

Just like Song Zichen now, he can handle the work wholeheartedly even if he has something to do.

It seems that they are neither anxious nor worried about each other.

From this point of view, they are a perfect match!

Then, even if he discovered that Song Zichen was not right, there was no need to think so much.

He just needs to do his own agent job!

Han Weifeng didn't know that Song Zichen was far from as indifferent as it seemed on the surface.

As soon as he left the office, Song Zichen put down the documents and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

On the windowsill was the coffee that the secretary had just made for him. The unique aroma of the coffee was everywhere, floating up from the edge of the cup and drilling into his breath.

He suddenly remembered that two days ago, he was also standing here, watching Lin Zhanyan leave.

At that time, he did not expect that Lin Zhanyan would leave him for a long time.

However, this reassuring him.

Lin Zhanyan chose to join the group at this time, which means that she is quite calm and at least she will not do anything that hurts her.

When she was filming, he could handle what he should handle with confidence.

After he had cleaned up the things on Lin Yi's hands, he could deliver the carefully prepared things to Lin Zhanyan.

At that time, he didn't need to explain many things to Lin Zhanyan at all.

According to her intelligence and her understanding of him, she must have understood everything.

Thinking of this, Song Zichen called Director Chen.

He knew that Lin Zhanyan was going to film the movie. Although he had no investment, the director and his uncle were old friends.

"Migratory Birds" have been completed. Before starting the post-production work, Director Chen gave himself a few days off. He was lying on the warm beach of the island abroad, basking in the sun.

When Director Chen received a call from Song Zichen, his first reaction was to laugh.

He thought that Song Zichen would have some good news when he called him at this time!

"You said!" Director Chen was very pleased, "Although my uncle is abroad, as long as you need my help, I will buy a plane ticket and fly back immediately!"

Song Zichen realized that his uncle probably misunderstood his intention to make the phone call.

Having said that, he could not have misunderstood his uncle.

Thinking of this, Song Zichen couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Since Chen Sulan's accident, Director Chen has taken care of Song Zichen.

Before Lin Zhanyan appeared, Director Chen dared to say that no one knew Song Zichen better than him.

For example, just based on Song Zichen's laughter, he could conclude that Song Zichen was in a bad mood.

His tone dropped sharply and he asked, "Achen, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Song Zichen said, "Uncle, I need you to do me a favor."

"you say!"

Director Chen didn't ask Song Zichen what he needed to help.
To be continued...