Song Jiaye looked at Li Qiyu beside him and said with a smile, "Don't worry. I surely have a way."
When Li Juan, Song Jiaye's chief secretary, received Song Jiaye's text message, she was having snacks at a food stall outside with Wang Shu, the deputy general manager of the Li Corporation.
Song Jiaye, the workaholic, rarely went out. Whenever he did, the people in the company would be as happy as if it were the Chinese New Year. All those snacks that Song Jiaye didn't like would appear. Li Juan and Wang Shu often hung around Song Jiaye. If Song Jiaye smelled the strong - flavored food on them, he would lecture them, mostly about the importance of keeping in good health.
Just like the master in A Chinese Odyssey, who nagged so much that Wang Shu would sometimes blurt out, "Master, stop nagging!"
So, when Li Juan suddenly saw Song Jiaye's message on her phone, the fish ball she had just put into her mouth slipped and fell into the soup.
However, compared with her white shirt splashed with spicy oil, she was more worried about the message.
She exchanged a look with Wang Shu. "Could it be that Mr. Song is coming back?"
"Take a look," Wang Shu said, his heart pounding.
Li Juan unlocked her phone. When she saw the message from Song Jiaye, she felt relieved.
"I was scared to death. I thought Mr. Song was coming back suddenly. It turns out it's still about that Spring and Yu Collection."
"What about the Spring and Yu Collection?"
"Mr. Song said he wants to make a movie out of this story and asked me to spread the word."
Wang Shu nodded. This didn't surprise him.
"Before, Song Jiaye was looking for this collection of poems and said it was for his wife. I was wondering. He didn't seem like the type to do something so idle. It seems he had his eye on this story back then."
"Yeah," Li Juan put down her phone. She decided to finish this meal first. "But I think although the story is touching, it's not very tortuous. It's basically about a man's unrequited love for a woman. If it's made into a movie, it can only be an art - house film. These kinds of films are well - received by critics but not popular among the audience. It's a thankless task."
Li Juan started to complain to Wang Shu. Compared with Song Jiaye, who always had a cold face and had a very "old - fashioned" way of doing things, Wang Shu was much more approachable. So Li Juan didn't speak so formally.
Wang Shu listened and shook his head with a helpless smile.
"What on earth has gotten into Song Jiaye this time? When we ran the film club before, he never bothered with the scripts."
"Maybe he's been the boss for too long and has gotten conceited?"
Song Jiaye conceited? Wang Shu didn't believe it.
But chatting with Li Juan for a few words made Wang Shu recall the old days in the university film club.
"Come to think of it, there was someone with a really good eye. The only online drama that became popular from our university film club was chosen by her."
"Who?"
"Li Xiyu."
"Mrs. Song and Mr. Song were...?"
"Surprised, right?" Wang Shu held his beer glass and sighed. "We were surprised too."
Wang Shu never thought that the two people who used to get along well would become enemies.
He also never thought that these two sworn enemies would suddenly reconcile.
This was probably how lovers were. They wouldn't stop until they had gone through a lot of drama.
However, Song Jiaye and Li Qiyu didn't act like the protagonists in a sad Korean drama as Wang Shu had imagined. Instead, they got along very harmoniously.
Their relationship seemed a bit like a teacher - student romance.
The student, of course, was Li Qiyu. At this moment, Song Jiaye was racking his brains to explain to Li Qiyu why they should make a movie to find out the identity of the tomb owner.
"Make a movie? What's that?"
"It's like the stories you see on TV."
"What does that have to do with... with the Spring and Yu Collection?"
"We can get the museum and archaeological researchers involved. In this way, not only can everyone know about this story, but we can also get first - hand information."
Hearing that everyone would know about it, Li Qiyu was a bit unhappy. "Why does everyone have to know?"
"Because only in this way will more people pay attention to this matter, and the archaeological community will attach more importance to it. Then the information about the identity of the tomb owner will be more accurate."
Song Jiaye had been in this industry for a long time. He knew very well the influence of an IP. With the highly developed information nowadays, as long as there was enough attention, there would surely be a continuous stream of people analyzing and digging into the past of the tomb owner.
Maybe this way, he could solve the mystery in his heart and figure out whether this person was really the same as the one in his dream.
Or maybe it was just the collection of poems that was the same as in his dream.
Moreover, after the incident with Jiang Yongfeng, he had also realized that this dream had become his Achilles' heel.
And it was a weakness he couldn't hide.
So he decided not to hide it anymore. He would look for the answers openly and seriously explore the matter.
After listening to Song Jiaye's words, Li Qiyu's heart stirred. She suddenly realized that she might have been a bit selfish.
Zhou Donglin had loved her for a lifetime, and his love was so quiet that she had hardly noticed it.
And she had never done anything for him.
Maybe, as Song Jiaye said, this was indeed a good opportunity. She could look back on Zhou Donglin's life through this process and see the little details of their time together from another perspective.
Most importantly, maybe through this way, she could find out what had really happened to Zhou Donglin.
Just hearing the commentator's explanation made Li Qiyu's heart ache.
Her little follower, the one she had once said she would protect for a lifetime, how could he be bullied casually!
Thinking of this, Li Qiyu compromised. She nodded.
"Then I'll listen to you. But if there's any news, you must tell me immediately."
"Don't worry. I've already sent a message to my secretary. By now, they should at least be preparing the plan."
Song Jiaye didn't know at this time that his chief secretary and his deputy general manager were sitting there with flushed faces, chatting merrily about his gossip.
At this moment, the car arrived at the hotel. The hotel staff recognized them as the VIPs staying in the villa area behind and asked if they needed the hotel to arrange a car to take them there.
At this moment, the scene from the morning popped into both Li Qiyu's and Song Jiaye's minds almost simultaneously.
Li Qiyu: It would be nice to walk back.
Song Jiaye: It would be nice to walk back?
But they looked at each other.
Li Qiyu: He's been with me all day. Will he be tired?
Song Jiaye: This morning, she seemed out of breath after just a few steps. She's been walking around all day. Will it be too tiring for her to walk back?
At this moment, they almost said in unison:
"Um..."
"Um..."
They looked at each other and smiled.
"You go first."
"You go first."
Finally, they both gathered their courage.
"How about we have dinner and take a rest first?"
Just as Li Qiyu was about to say this, Song Jiaye had already spoken.
She squinted and smiled.
"Okay."