Chapter 89: After Getting His Revenge, He Still Wants to Irritate Me

“As long as he can pay, plenty of mid-tier and lower-level screenwriters will still write for their company,” the editor-in-chief said. “You mentioned Jinshi and Mo Jizong were university classmates?”

“Yes,” Qing You nodded. “Mo Jizong acted pleasantly surprised, putting on a show of being close with Jinshi . But Jinshi remained indifferent, as if they barely had a relationship. During negotiations, Mo Jizong spoke well, and we thought approval would be certain. Given Jinshi’s track record and the script’s quality, who could have predicted they’d suddenly reject it?”

The memory still left Qing You displeased.

The editor-in-chief smiled and said, “It’s fine. We’ll be more cautious with Sheng Xiao Media from now on. If Jinshi could say that, she must have some insight into Mo Jizong’s character.”

Qing You nodded. “That’s exactly what I thought.”

At Sheng Xiao Media, while the company remained vigilant, they began pushing forward with the Flash Frequency Technology partnership.

Su Jinshi treated the whole incident as mere gossip when telling Shen Shilang about it. After all, he was still confined to his bed, passing time with books.

Su Jinshi noticed he read everything he could get his hands on—from the Four Books and Five Classics to Buddhist scriptures, military treatises, and folk tales. His interests knew no bounds.

After listening to Su Jinshi’s account, Shen Shilang lowered his eyes briefly before saying, “From your descriptions of Mo Jizong these past few days, he doesn’t strike me as a man of principle. Your script’s rejection likely stems from his desire for personal revenge.”

“My thoughts exactly,” Su Jinshi sneered. “Self-righteous and petty—the moment I confronted him that day, I knew he’d use his company’s name to reject my script.”

“What’s your next move? Found other potential partners?” Shen Shilang asked.

“Besides his company, two others already showed interest in my script,” Su Jinshi replied. “One has a major platform and offered a fair price. My company is currently negotiating details with them, trying to secure even better terms. Even if we can’t, their initial offer was already the best—we’ll sign with them anyway.”

Shen Shilang nodded. The fact that Su Jinshi’s work remained unaffected proved Mo Jizong’s actions futile.

“If no other company wanted it, I might believe my script truly didn’t meet market demands,” Su Jinshi said. “But with two interested parties—one being a veteran in the short drama market, the other the world’s largest short video platform with natural distribution advantages—I’m choosing to work with the latter.”

“The first company’s expertise in short dramas speaks for itself. The second, with its platform advantage, possesses precise user data and can accurately gauge viewer preferences. If both chose my script, there’s definitely a market for it.”

“You’re right,” Shen Shilang smiled faintly. “If he’s deliberately making things difficult out of spite, he’ll likely try to contact you through a third party soon.”

This possibility hadn’t occurred to Su Jinshi. “He’ll try to contact me?”

“Probably through a mutual friend,” Shen Shilang suggested.

“He’s already gotten his revenge—why would he still want to bother me?” Su Jinshi said, exasperated.

Shen Shilang chuckled at her tone but quickly stopped when it pulled at his wound. After a moment’s pause, he explained, “He needs to see results. You said he’s extremely arrogant—he wants to see you regret crossing him, watch you beg for collaboration, force an apology. He wants to feel superior and believe he can control your work.”

Hearing this analysis, Su Jinshi’s previously cooled anger began to simmer again.

“That’s disgusting,” Su Jinshi fumed.

“Don’t let it upset you—It’s not worth it,” Shen Shilang soothed gently. “Just wait and see if he makes contact through someone else.”

Sure enough, Shen Shilang’s prediction proved accurate.

Four days later, as Su Jinshi was writing, a WeChat voice call notification appeared on her computer screen.

Thanks to Shen Shilang’s warning, seeing Du Jinze’s name, she immediately understood the purpose of his call.

Taking a deep breath, she accepted the voice call on her computer.

Coincidentally, Jin Shi’s phone was still connected to Shen Shilang via speaker, so he could hear the conversation as well.

“Jinshi.” Du Jinze’s voice carried an unusual warmth that felt jarringly out of place.

He began with pleasantries: “Are you busy? Am I interrupting your writing?”

Su Jinshi sighed, removing her hands from the keyboard and leaning back in her chair. “Yes, I was writing. What’s on your mind?”

“Oh, I’m so sorry for the disturbance! Should I call back at a better time?” Du Jinze quickly offered.

“No need. Say what you need to say now,” Su Jinshi replied. “My writing schedule is unpredictable—there’s no such thing as a better time.”

Since the interruption had already occurred, better to get it over with.

“Well then,” Du Jinze chuckled, “It’s like this—Jizong mentioned you two had some sort of disagreement?”

“Not at all,” Su Jinshi played innocent. “There was no disagreement. I’m puzzled why he would say such a thing. How strange.”

Du Jinze: “……”

Su Jinshi’s response left him momentarily speechless.

Shen Shilang couldn’t suppress a soft laugh from the other end.

Fortunately, his injury had healed enough that a gentle chuckle no longer caused him pain.

Seeing his reaction, Su Jinshi smiled and playfully poked his ear.

As expected, she watched his ear flush red instantly.

“Is that so? Well, if there’s no disagreement, that’s even better,” Du Jinze seized the opportunity. “How about joining us for a gathering this Saturday night?”

“I’m afraid not,” Su Jinshi ‘s tone turned apologetic. “I’m in the middle of writing, and until I finish, I’m putting all social gatherings on hold. It’s quite hectic right now.”

“Ah…” Du Jinze knew well that whenever Su Jinshi began writing a script, she would seclude herself at home until the work was complete and submitted without issues. Only then would she emerge for several months of relaxation.

Their classmates all envied Su Jinshi’s work arrangement.

But envy aside, they knew they couldn’t handle such a schedule themselves.

“Jinshi , let me be frank,” Du Jinze finally said, resigned. “Jizong specifically told me about some work-related tension between you two. He mentioned that your script was rejected by their department.”

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