Chapter 431 - 263: Coaching Fang Jie in Yoga

Dongfang Lijing was considered a high-end residential complex in Zhonghai.

It was zoned for a prestigious school, but with prices at several hundred thousand per square meter, it was the kind of place that made ordinary people shrink back in dismay.

After waiting for a few minutes, he saw Fang Jie walk out of the complex, carrying her bag.

She wore a white dress with a pink rose print, her long hair draped over her shoulders. With a faint smile, she exuded a mature charm.

"Have you been waiting long?"

"I just got here myself."

Afterward, Fang Jie gave directions, and the two arrived at a restaurant with a very serene atmosphere. A single glance at the surroundings was enough to tell that it was expensive.

They walked up the wooden steps in front of the restaurant and, upon entering, found it to be very authentic.

The staff was impeccable. The men were in sharp suits, while the women wore high-slit cheongsams. Both their looks and figures were on point.

Led by a waiter, the two were shown to a private room. They ordered some food, and their dinner began.

After a light meal, Lin Jiang passed the script to her.

"Here’s the script. Take a look."

Fang Jie took the script and began to read it seriously.

"Hahaha..."

After reading for a short while, Fang Jie burst out laughing.

"This script is hilarious! The narrative is well-structured, too. It’s much better than I imagined."

’Tongzi might be a little glitchy, but the rewards it gives are never bad.’

’Besides, they’ve all been market-tested, so of course they’re good.’

"That’s a relief to hear," Lin Jiang said, paying her a compliment.

"It really is excellent," Fang Jie said with a nod.

"Based on the script, the production cost shouldn’t be too high—around 20 to 30 million should be enough. But the actors’ salaries could vary quite a bit, so that will depend on the situation."

Lin Jiang remembered that the investment for *Xia Luote’s Troubles* was just over 20 million.

Fang Jie’s estimate was spot-on, which was a testament to her professionalism.

"Are you available? I’ll need you to handle this side of things."

"No problem, I can do that."

"How about this? Come work at my media company as the general manager. As for salary, you name your price."

"Now you’re treating me like a stranger. There’s no need for all that. Just remember me next time you have business like this."

"Still, you should come on as general manager first. Nothing else aside, things need to be official."

"Alright, then."

Fang Jie continued flipping through the script, finding it more and more interesting with every page.

She had a gut feeling that this script could be a hit.

For the next two hours, they discussed the script in great detail.

Lin Jiang planned to follow the production for a while and also participate in the post-production editing.

A thousand people see a thousand different Hamlets. The same script filmed by different people would yield different results.

’I have to stay involved. I have to make sure it’s filmed to have the same effect as the original. The smaller the deviation, the better.’

A little after eight in the evening, they had more or less finished discussing the script, so they paid the bill and left.

Lin Jiang drove Fang Jie home.

As the car drew closer to her home, Fang Jie grew more and more conflicted.

Perhaps it was related to her profession. While both were young wives, Xu Lin was the homemaker type, whereas Fang Jie enjoyed the nightlife more.

To her, this was still early. There were plenty of things she could still do.

She wanted to invite Lin Jiang for a drink, or to find a place to sit and chat, but she didn’t know how to bring it up.

"Do you have any other plans for tonight?"

They were just about to arrive at her building, and Fang Jie finally worked up the courage to ask.

"Nope."

"Would you like to come up for a bit? Have some tea?"

"I’m not sure that’s a good idea. I wouldn’t want to disturb you and your child."

"My child isn’t home, it’s fine..."

Halfway through the sentence, Fang Jie realized the ambiguity in her words.

Although she hadn’t meant it that way, her phrasing was no different from a certain kind of invitation.

"Alright, then. I’m free anyway. We can talk more about the script."

"That’s what I was thinking. We can be more comfortable at home."

"Mm."

When they reached the complex entrance, Fang Jie greeted the security guard, and Lin Jiang drove the car inside. They took the elevator upstairs together.

Fang Jie’s home was quite spacious. It had a modern, minimalist design, and its nearly 200-square-meter area indicated that her financial situation was much better than average.

"Have a seat. I’ll go make you some tea."

After showing Lin Jiang to the sofa, Fang Jie went to the kitchen. She boiled a kettle of water and then cut up some fruit for him, her movements practiced and skillful.

Lin Jiang looked around. There were many photos hanging on the walls. Aside from pictures of her with her child, many were of her alone, capturing beautiful moments from her youth.

After bringing out the fruit and tea, Fang Jie sat down across from Lin Jiang.

She tucked the hem of her long skirt between her legs and gently smoothed down her hair, her demeanor elegant.

"Have some tea."

"Mm..."

Taking a small sip, Lin Jiang nodded in appreciation. "It tastes good."

In reality, Lin Jiang couldn’t taste a damn thing. ’It’s not even as good as jasmine honey tea,’ he thought, ’which at least has some sweetness.’

"Of course it is. I picked this out myself and brought it back from its place of origin. There’s also a specific technique to brewing it. I don’t serve this to just anyone, you know."

Lin Jiang took another sip but still couldn’t taste anything special.

’Truly a case of casting pearls before swine.’

"Do you usually follow entertainment news?"

"Not much. Why?"

"Do you have anyone in mind for the male and female leads?"

’If there were no restrictions, he would want to hire the Shen Ma Duo to play the leads, even if it cost more.’

’But with the added limitations, he couldn’t use them.’

’Now that he had to choose, he really couldn’t think of anyone more suitable off the top of his head.’