"How was your first day at work? I didn't expect you to be able to write screenplays; you're quite talented."
"Naturally." Jiang Nanfang was not humble at all when it came to talent.
"Otherwise, how could I have gotten into Nanda Affiliated High School? My family had no money or influence; it was all talent."
"How much is Xu Yanchuan paying? Zhan's doesn't even bother, yet you're willing to work for him."
Jiang Nanfang raised an eyebrow.
"That's a small-minded way of looking at it. I'm not an employee; we signed a box office revenue sharing agreement."
"Oh, so Miss Jiang is half a producer now. Will you be very busy in the future then?"
At this, Jiang Nanfang turned to look at him.
"This is both of our first time making a movie, and we're lacking in both funds and connections. We'll definitely be busy for a while."
"If I have to work overtime often in the future, the father of my children, you won't object, will you?"
They had just made up yesterday, and she was already discussing overtime with him before they had a chance to be intimate.
Zhan Beijue was naturally displeased.
"How is it difficult? Didn't you secure the investment?"
"Besides, the Xu family isn't short on money. The eldest son's first venture, and no one is supporting him? You actually want the producer to work overtime. I object."
"The children are immersed in the joy of having their mother around; they haven't even had two days to be excited yet, and you're going to work overtime. What about us?"
Jiang Nanfang hadn't expected him to object right off the bat.
She said gently, "It's only the initial stage. Xu Yanchuan will mostly handle things later. I believe it will be resolved soon."
"I'm just a screenwriter. Don't worry, I won't be working overtime every day."
Seeing her good attitude, as if she was willing to discuss it properly with him.
Zhan Beijue said, "Alright then. Consider it your leave."
"You're allowed to be busy for ten days to half a month, and you'll make it up to me when you're done."
"Make it up? How?"
"If this movie creation is unsuccessful, you're not allowed to be involved in this industry again. I told you, Gre Energy needs you."
Jiang Nanfang reached out to hit him.
"You jinx! He's just starting his creation, and you're wishing it failure. Spit, spit, spit!"
They talked and laughed all the way, and Zhan Beijue drove to the supermarket's underground parking lot.
Jiang Nanfang, seeing the wrong direction, asked him.
"Aren't we going to Tianfu International? Why are we here?"
"Ah Zhong is picking up the children. It's a housewarming today; we need to have a housewarming feast, don't we?"
"Bringing you to buy some groceries... Can you cook?"
It was a bit late to ask if she could cook after they had already arrived at the supermarket, wasn't it?
Jiang Nanfang glanced at him.
"As someone who grew up as a maid at home, how could I not know how to cook? What about you? Aren't you going to show off your skills to the children?"
"How do you know I haven't shown off before?"
He recalled the initial challenge from Jing Yu and Jing Tian when they first met.
He hadn't expected it to become capital for showing off today.
Zhan Beijue bragged.
"Someone as naturally intelligent as me picks up anything at a glance. Later, when we get back, you can guide me, and I'll show you a few tricks."
She couldn't imagine what the mighty President Zhan, who dominated the business world, would look like wearing an apron and cooking.
Jiang Nanfang smiled, "Then it's all up to you tonight."
During the evening rush hour, the supermarket was packed.
After parking, they went to take the elevator, and a crowd was already gathered at the entrance.
When the elevator doors opened, everyone rushed to get in, afraid of being left behind.
Zhan Beijue, like a mother hen protecting her chicks, pulled her close to his arm.
They walked with their arms around each other, just like any other ordinary couple.
How did life suddenly become so complete?
Jiang Nanfang found it marvelous.
Upon reaching the upper floor, a row of shopping carts was neatly arranged at the entrance.
Seeing that everyone else was pushing a shopping cart, Zhan Beijue asked Jiang Nanfang if she wanted one too.
Of course, she did; there was so much to buy.
Jiang Nanfang nodded.
Zhan Beijue reached out to pull one, but it didn't budge.
"You need to insert a coin."
It was obvious he hadn't been to a supermarket before; he had no basic common sense about life.
Jiang Nanfang quickly went to look for her wallet.
Although Zhan Beijue had argued with Jiang Nanfang about money quite a bit in the past, it was mostly out of spite.
Let alone the fact that he, Zhan Beijue, was not short of money, even if he were, how could a grown man let a woman pay?
"I'll do it."
Zhan Beijue pressed down Jiang Nanfang's hand that was reaching for her wallet and took out a 100 yuan note.
"Don't you have change?"
It only needed one yuan; why was he taking out such a large bill?
How would Zhan Beijue know these things? He shook his head and said no.
Then, he saw a neatly standing security guard and handed him the money.
"Could you help me get some change?"
The security guard glanced up and down at this well-dressed, handsome "fool" and shook his head.
"Sorry, I can't."
What kind of attitude was this?
As a staff member of the mall, he couldn't even help a customer solve a problem?
Zhan Beijue frowned, and Jiang Nanfang, knowing he was about to exhibit his professional habits, quickly pulled his hand back.
"It's only one yuan. There's no need to exchange it. I'll do it."
Seeing her skillfully retrieve a shopping cart, Zhan Beijue felt a bit embarrassed.
It seemed that besides enjoying the fruits of others' labor and issuing commands in the office, he truly didn't know much.
The two went to the vegetable section, and Jiang Nanfang asked him what vegetables he liked.
But Mr. Zhan, having only ever eaten since childhood, never remembered vegetable names, let alone bought groceries. How could he answer?
He swept his gaze across them, pointing at whichever looked fresh and appealing.
He didn't even understand the principles of incompatible foods.
Jiang Nanfang told him, "If you eat this, you can't eat that today."
"Forget it. I'll do the shopping. You clearly don't understand. Here's a simple task for you: go get me some eggs."
Even if Zhan Beijue couldn't recognize anything else, he wouldn't mistake eggs for anything less than a pig.
Finally, something within his scope of knowledge, he happily accepted the task and turned to go.
Jiang Nanfang was carefully selecting items when he walked back soon after, hands in his pockets.
Seeing his empty hands, Jiang Nanfang couldn't help but smile.
"Where are the eggs? Couldn't find them?"
"How could I not find them? I'm not a pig."
He pulled his hands out of his pockets and presented them to her with a smug expression.
In each palm, an egg lay cutely.
"You asked me to get one, and I overachieved, getting two."
Jiang Nanfang almost choked.
How could this person be so clueless about life?
Not to mention that with four children at home, two eggs weren't enough to go around, and even for a dish of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, it wouldn't be enough!
She really wanted to say he had no brain.
But seeing his sincere expression, Jiang Nanfang couldn't bear it.
"It was my poor choice of words. I shouldn't have said 'one,' I should have said 'a box.' Do you see those whole boxes? Please, could you get me two boxes?"
"I knew it. What's the use of just one egg?"
Zhan Beijue was quite indignant.
"Is there anything else you need? I'll get it for you."
Jiang Nanfang subtly retorted, "It's great that you managed to get the eggs for me. No, I'll handle the rest."
Zhan Beijue caught her implication.
"You, Jiang Nanfang, are you mocking me?"
"Although I, Zhan Beijue, am not good at this, I'm excellent in other aspects. We'll see how I punish you when we get back tonight."