Shi family, dinner.
At the dining table, Shi Xi sat next to Shi Xu. She used her chopsticks to pick up the chicken drumstick and pork ribs for him. "Brother, you've worked hard. Eat more."
Shi Xu: "...Tell me, what do you want?"
There must be something fishy going on.
For Shi Xi to be so attentive, something must have happened.
"I don't want anything. I just want to be considerate to my brother." Shi Xi's eyes were curved.
Father Shi was jealous when he saw this. He said, "If you're short of money, Daddy has plenty here."
Ning Yu also looked over.
"Uh, more or less." Shi Xi confessed, "I wrote a script and want to make it into a movie."
Shi Xu said, "You want the company to fund it?"
"Yes, yes!" Shi Xi nodded.
"How much do you want?" Shi Xu asked.
"About 50 million," Shi Xi said softly.
Shi Xu said, "I'll consider it after I read your script."
