He had never encountered sothing like this before—he had wasted more than a dozen minutes pondering one question, going over it nurous tis in his head. He rembered that he had said it.
So why hadn’t Yuran co?
Didn’t hear it?
Rembered it wrong?
Or, didn’t want to eat?
He refused to acknowledge the last possibility.
It definitely couldn’t be because she didn’t want to eat. Maybe, probably, sothing else had held her up, and then she hadn’t had ti to tell him?
Thinking this way, Bo Yan felt much more at ease.
Speaking of Yuran, after leaving RSM with Qi Younian, they found an ancient-looking hotpot restaurant and started cooking their al, while she also took the ti to sort out a tiline of all the troubleso incidents that had happened to her previous self for Qi Younian, just in case it was needed.
Qi Younian cooked quite a few of her favorite atballs, and when he saw the notebook she handed him, he took it effortlessly.
After a quick scan, his face bore an indescribable expression of speechlessness.
"Rich third-generation, heirs to power and high-ranking legacies are truly..."
Yuran speared a atball, raised her eyebrows, and smiled, "Pretty aweso, right!"
Qi Younian, "Truly, a waste of space."
Yuran, "...Let’s get one thing clear, if you criticize her now, I will be uncomfortable, after all, I am her now."
Qi Younian waved his hand and laughed, slipping the notebook into his briefcase, "Alright, fine, let’s not talk about this. I’ll organize it when I get back. Now, let’s discuss your planning issue.
First I need to confirm sothing—are you really planning to make your debut in just over three years?"
Yuran nibbled on a atball, feeling sowhat anxious, "Given the current situation, it’s not sothing I can decide. Although I don’t know if the movie will be a hit,
but my debut ti will almost be the sa as the film’s release ti.
By the way, I forgot to ask, ’Glory and You, No Betrayal’, is it going to be secretly shot and then released imdiately, or will there be a release of character information first?"
Qi Younian, thinking of the recent internal conflicts at RSM, scoffed with a smile, "That’s hard to say. Lately, RSM has been quite tumultuous inside; Xuan Ze’s film has faced a lot of criticisms.
Xuan Che and Tang Wan are still quite influential internationally, and they have many fans. If the film bombs, the backlash will be intense, and I don’t know what else will co of it besides the criticism.
Xuan Ze is just betting on the fifty percent chance of success or failure."
Yuran sincerely admired, "He’s really bold!"
And she genuinely respected such courage.
For Xuan Ze, with his current status, shooting any comrcial film wouldn’t be too bad, but he chose a docuntary that could potentially ruin his reputation.
Of course, different values lead to different pursuits, and Xuan Ze is certainly one who likes challenges.
Qi Younian’s ambiguous laughter carried an inscrutable hint, "Don’t underestimate him; he has lots of calculations going on inside. If he strikes it big this ti, his power in RSM will increase by half on top of what he already has."
Yuran wasn’t interested in the issues at RSM, so the conversation halted there. She looked at Qi Younian with a mischievous grin, "And our studio, how are you preparing for that?"
"I knew you were thinking about that! We can go register tomorrow; all the paperwork is ready, Now we just need a na. Your turn to give one?"
"Younian?" Yuran seriously suggested, "Combining both your na and mine."
Qi Younian shook his head, dismissing the idea, "Sounds bad."
Yuran’s eyes widened, "That’s outrageous, you are mocking my lack of culture!"
Qi Younian, "...Think about it seriously. If you really can’t co up with anything, I have a suggestion."
Yuran waved her hand, "Too lazy to think. Let’s make your plan official."
Qi Younian, "..."
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