Chapter 193 Zhao Wei was moved
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The set is a rented villa.
The decoration is nothing short of luxurious.
Fang Zhidie had gone up and down the stairs many times. She felt that her anger was building up and was about to explode.
She didn't dare to get angry with Ma Long, let alone the popular movie star who was the leading female figure. Well, although she wanted to do it very much, and she was confident that if she could get angry, the effect might be better.
But she didn't dare.
It should be said that this role was approved by the second sister, so no one can take it away.
But what she focused on was not her identity as the third young lady of the Fang family, but that she had to perform flawlessly in her first film in the film and television industry.
With Malone's "Action!"
Fang Zhidie started to climb up the stairs, her steps seeming to be slow but actually urgent. After reaching the second floor, she started to slow down.
Malone watched her posture intently.
"Dai Xinling! Who told you to touch my things!"
This time, she behaved a little better, but Ma Long did not shout that heart-shaking "Card!"
When Fang Jinglei saw this, she suddenly remembered that she had the same attitude towards Ping An.
Arrogant, indifferent, with a hint of disgust.
After taking a long puff of cigarette and exhaling it, she looked at Fang Zhidie standing at the door of the room through the rising smoke, saying lines to the female lead inside:
"It's really something from the countryside!"
Hearing this, Fang Jinglei suddenly felt out of breath.
She reached out and pulled the collar of her cashmere sweater, stood up, turned around and left gently.
When she went out, she took her coat and bag in her hands and walked out of the villa door.
It was obviously a line that I typed out word by word, but I didn’t feel much about it when I was writing it.
But now when she saw Fang Zhidie raising her arrogant chin and saying this to the people in the room, she really couldn't bear it.
These words were words she once said personally to her only biological brother, but she inserted them into the lines of the character Dai Xinyan.
She didn't know why she treated Fang Ping'an like that, who had done absolutely nothing wrong.
What kind of mentality did she have to say that her brother was a mud-legged person?
Her status as the second young lady of the Fang family in Yuncheng was actually of little use to her.
Professional attributes have nothing to do with this identity, so where does that touch of arrogance come from?
It hasn't snowed yet in the capital. Although the weather is cold, it's actually nothing to her who has been living in the south.
The air is dry and cool.
Standing on the steps, Fang Jinglei took a few deep breaths, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stamped it out, and walked towards her car.
In the morning, she promised her mother Zhao Wei that she would go back early.
I came here just at the invitation of Director Ma Long.
I bought some fruit on the way back, but when I got home I saw a car parked in the open space at the door.
A man dressed as a standard driver in a suit was leaning on the car and smoking.
When he saw her car coming, he immediately put out his cigarette and stood up straight.
Fang Jinglei parked the car in confusion and got out of the car with her bag and a bag of fruit.
"Hello, Miss Fang."
The driver took the initiative to speak.
Fang Jinglei stopped and asked, "You... know me?"
The driver replied respectfully: "Yes, I sent Mr. Fang here."
"Mr. Fang?" Fang Jinglei had a bad feeling in her heart, "My father?"
"Yes, Miss Fang."
Fang Jinglei walked towards the yard.
Apart from persuading mother to go back with him, I don’t know what purpose my father has here today.
She didn't even go back to her room, but went directly to her mother's room in the wing opposite the inner courtyard.
The door to Zhao Wei's room is open.
The double doors opened their mouths wide at this moment, silently facing her as if they wanted to swallow up all her sanity.
Fang Jinglei stood on the steps and listened, but she didn't hear any crying or quarreling, only her mother's low sobs.
"Mom, I'm back."
Fang Jinglei shouted before crossing the threshold and walking in.
In the room, Zhao Wei sat on the corner of the sofa, lowering her head and sobbing. There were already a lot of used tissue paper piled on the coffee table and on the floor in front of her.
Sitting opposite him was his father Fang Junhong.
"Leilei, you are back. Help me persuade your mother."
Fang Jinglei looked at her father's slightly red eyes and didn't know what they said before she came back.
Judging from the fact that he had been able to deceive the whole family for nearly twenty years, Fang Jinglei no longer believed in this father.
She could support herself, so since she knew that her illegitimate son Fang Hongjun was also dead, she didn't want to have anything to do with her father.
"What should I advise my mother to do? It's not appropriate for me to interfere in your elders' matters."
Fang Jinglei put down the fruit and her bag, "Mom, stop crying, I bought you fruit..."
She used to think that her mother was a gentle mother, but since Ping An beat Hong Jun until now, she has become very clear that her mother is a soft-tempered person with no independent opinions.
If she couldn't bear her father's persuasion and follow him back to Yuncheng, she wouldn't stop him.
Zhao Wei said nothing, lowered her head and shed tears, which made Fang Jinglei feel very tired.
Fang Junhong sighed, "Now the company is facing too many difficulties and pressures, and I can no longer support it.
I’m not going to hide it from you this time either.
All the terminal berths and supporting businesses acquired back then must be returned to the government.
This alone will result in a loss of more than 2 billion in revenue every year, and a net profit loss of nearly 1.5 billion.
The annual net profit of the entire Fang family in Yuncheng is only 5 billion.
If calculated based on shareholding ratio, after excluding the loss of the terminal, our family only has less than 200 million per year. "
Zhao Wei raised her head and glanced at him, then lowered her head.
Fang Jinglei never asked about her family's financial situation. Anyway, she was never short of money.
Hearing this, she felt nothing.
She also had a small shareholding ratio, but she never took any money.
If you can't get something, you have no expectations.
Not to mention any feeling of loss.
"Hong Jun is dead, and it is impossible for Ping An to come back.
The Fang family still has to maintain such a large family business. If Ping An figures it out one day, these will all be his.
Zhao Wei, are you willing to watch your son's property be slowly eaten away? "
Fang Junhong said slowly: "I have told you before and explained it.
It was my fault in the past, but now Alian and Hongjun are dead, and you still refuse to go back with me, what are you going to do? "
Fang Jinglei sat down next to her mother without saying a word and looked at her lowered head.
To be honest, she didn't believe a word her father said now.
Seeing that they didn't respond, Fang Junhong gritted his teeth and continued: "Xue Wenyao, Xuezhuang's son, died because of peace.
You probably don’t know that Xuezhuang once kidnapped Ping An. "
He took out his mobile phone, opened a video file and placed it on the coffee table.
Zhao Wei was finally moved.
