Chapter 140: Writer Yao, I want to talk to you
When we got to the mall, we found that brand name clothing was on sale.

Shen Chaoxi bought himself two sets of autumn clothes.

This brand does not have clothing for the elderly, so she did not buy clothes for her grandmother, but instead picked out two pieces for Zheng Juanjuan.

Recently, Ge Xiaoshu was discharged from the hospital and is recuperating at home. Zheng Juanjuan is busy running around and is very busy.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, she heard Yao Chun say, "Ge Xiaoshu seemed to be fine normally, but how come she became a different person after giving birth?"

Shen Chaoxi hasn't been back to the Yao family recently, but he knows that Yao Chun wouldn't make something up.

She thought about visiting her uncle, aunt, and little niece after returning from Liaocheng.

Although the brand-name clothing was discounted, the prices were still quite high. Xu Yun took a fancy to a skirt, but when she saw the price, she was so shocked that she let it go.

"Grab the money!"

Shen Chaoxi smiled and said nothing.

She also has times when she is short of money, and she understands Xu Yun's frugality, but she is not willing to lend a hand to you.

After coming out of the women's clothing store, Shen Chaoxi entered the men's clothing store.

"Sister Ran, the clothes here are not cheap!"

Women's clothing is discounted, but men's clothing is not.

Since Xu Yun said this, he must be comparing it with the prices of women's clothing just now.

"Well, it doesn't cost anything for us to take a look!"

The two entered the men's clothing store and found that many of the products were international and domestic brands.

However, Shen Chaoxi took a fancy to a short cashmere jacket in navy blue with exquisite texture.

She asked the waiter to get Shang Jianghan's number.

In Shen Chaoxi's memory, Shang Jianghan rarely wore short casual clothes like this except for formal suits, which was such a waste of his long legs.

Shen Chaoxi took out a card and handed it to the waiter, and at the same time received a shocked look from Xu Yun.

She picked up the tag and counted the numbers on the price tag again.

Six figures!
"Sister Ran! You are so willing to do this!"

Shen Chaoxi was stunned. She happened to have a shopping card of this store in her hand, which Shang Jianghan had placed on the shoe cabinet one day.

Because most of his clothes are custom-made, and this card was given by the merchant, it is quite suitable for Shen Chaoxi to buy clothes for Yao's uncle and cousin.

"It's my husband's card, so it's a waste if you don't use it."

Shen Chaoxi took the packaging bag and the receipt.

"Sister Ran! You are married? When did it happen?" Xu Yun was even more shocked, and he couldn't control his voice, attracting the attention of others.

Shen Chaoxi felt that there was no need to hide the fact that he was married, but he would not tell anyone about it.

"We got the marriage certificate some time ago, but we haven't had the wedding yet."

The two walked out of the mall and happened to find a restaurant opposite them that specialized in seafood.

Since Shen Chaoxi said he would treat everyone, he naturally treated Xu Yun to a good meal.

"Sister Ran, your husband is quite rich, right?"

In Xu Yun's opinion, Shen Chaoxi's move today was indeed a bit grand.

Shen Chaoxi took a sip of orange juice and didn't know how to reply to her for a moment.

"He runs a company, so he's not short of money."

Xu Yun was quite envious.

“So, if a woman wants to live a good life, she has two choices: either earn it by her own ability, or marry a good man!
Sister Ran, you are already amazing, many times better than those of us working people, I didn’t expect you to marry someone better!”

Xu Yun's eyes were filled with admiration, but that was all.

The reason why Shen Chaoxi chose Xu Yun was because she was straightforward and had no bad intentions.

The two quickly changed the subject and started talking about the studio.

Shen Chaoxi has always wanted to create a literary website that focuses on the grassroots people. She also has her own ideas and is preparing to set up such a literary studio and promote more domestic cultural heritage. The studio only has preliminary ideas and has not yet made detailed plans.

Xu Yun has been in the arts and culture industry for so many years that he is naturally familiar with the basic operations of this type of website and did offer some suggestions.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Shen Chaoxi first sent Xu Yun to the station, and she was notified by Yiwen to go and complete the handover procedures.

"After finishing the formalities, take a rest for a few days. I will contact you when I return to Shangjing City!"

Then, Shen Chaoxi returned to the hotel.

When she drove around the hotel entrance, she happened to see a bus bringing the crew back. In order to avoid saying hello, Shen Chaoxi lingered in the parking lot for a while.

About half an hour later, probably when everyone in the crew returned to the hotel, Shen Chaoxi got out of the car.

It's cloudy today, and the sky is gradually getting darker at this time.

She put all the clothes she bought in the morning in the trunk, so she didn't need to take them into the hotel. She just got out of the car, carrying the coat for Shang Jianghan.

By video chatting at night, she can improve her impression of the other party so that she won’t be asked if she misses him all the time.

Of course I do, otherwise how could I take the time to drive to buy you clothes?

When Shen Chaoxi thought of this, a faint smile appeared on his face.

But after taking a few steps, he was blocked by several people.

Yang Yaya, with her assistant and four or five bodyguards in black, were standing in the middle of the road.

The place where Shen Chaoxi parked his car was just a corner, and the exit was only wide enough for one car.

Several people gathered around, blocking the view of people outside.

Full of provocation.

"Writer Yao, I want to talk to you for a few minutes!" Yang Yaya said with a smile on her face.

The lipstick she wore today was very dark, and her mouth opened and closed like a dancing flame.

Shen Chaoxi narrowed his dark eyes and smiled back at the other person.

"Teacher Yang, this isn't the treatment you get for chatting, is it?"

In the circle, any actor who is slightly famous is called a teacher.

Yang Yaya was unmoved and continued, "I wanted to treat writer Yao with courtesy, but I couldn't prevent some people from being shameless and thinking that they could get away with just writing a crappy novel. Isn't that stretching their hands too far? Do you want to replace me?"

He is worthy of being an actor.

At this moment, in Shen Chaoxi's eyes, Yang Yaya looked exactly like a vicious female supporting role, and she was playing herself in this role!
And it's much more outstanding than the female lead role she is playing now.

As the saying goes, there is no wall that is impenetrable. It is no surprise that Yang Yaya knew that she was going to replace herself.

However, Shen Chaoxi did not expect that Yang Yaya's usually gentle side would be exposed by him so soon!
Shen Chaoxi smiled faintly: "Teacher Yang, I want to replace you, but my hands are not that long, and I can't influence Director He's intentions."

Yang Yaya was very pleased with the weakness shown in Shen Chaoxi's words, but she was only proud for a few seconds before she listened to Shen Chaoxi continue speaking.

"I can't, but capital can decide whether you stay or go, so investors can! You should also know that I have a close relationship with the people in Lianzhong, right?"

As soon as Shen Chaoxi finished speaking, one of the assistants suddenly pushed Shen Chaoxi.

"How shameless! You think you're so great just because you hooked up with Assistant Yu! Do you know that our Yaya knows Mr. Shang, the president of Lianzhong!"

Shen Chaoxi didn't expect to be pushed. He took half a step back and narrowed his eyes.

The other people thought her action was a sign of fear, so they became even more complacent.

"Are you scared? No problem. We Yaya are not the kind of people who bully the weak with our numbers. No one is watching now. Just kneel down, kowtow, admit your mistake, and agree to change the script. Then we'll be even. Otherwise, these people won't have eyes for their fists. Disfiguring someone's face or breaking their arms and legs is no joke."

Shen Chaoxi looked around and really found that this was a blind spot in the surveillance.

"What about me?" Shen Chaoxi said, putting the bag in his hand aside.

Can't let her feelings go unappreciated.

　I haven’t fought for a long time, my hands are itching!

　　(End of this chapter)