Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox Chapter 165: Earn Lots and Lots of Money to Keep Tang Si

Song Yi chatted with Tang Si for a while before hanging up the phone.

Just after the call ended.

Soone knocked on the hospital room door.

"Co in."

Li Wen, dressed in a suit, entered holding a docunt in his hand.

Song Yi was still feeling a bit off.

Just as Li Wen sat down and was about to speak, Song Yi suddenly asked, "Hey, do you know any good psychologists? If you do, introduce them to . If not, help find one."

Li Wen frowned, "Do you have a psychological issue?"

Song Yi leaned back on the bed, "Do you think I do?"

Li Wen: "..."

"Then let’s assu I do."

Li Wen raised his hand and adjusted his glasses, "I don’t think you have a ntal illness, but I suspect you’re schizophrenic."

"???"

Li Wen analyzed very seriously, "Since you went to the police station, you’ve been acting like a different person, like those dramas where soone changes personalities."

Song Yi’s lips twitched slightly, "What gave you that illusion?"

He lowered his head and flipped through the docunts, "Because the old President Song never laughed foolishly, worked diligently, was a workaholic, never rested, and often worked overnight."

"The current President Song occasionally smiles foolishly and seems troubled, lacking any ambition, not even wanting to manage work."

Li Wen concluded, "If you continue like this, the company will collapse."

Song Yi imdiately sat up straight, never worried about these things before, but now she felt an inexplicable sense of crisis.

"Really?"

"If you spend all your ti on idle matters, won’t you go bankrupt?"

Song Yi: "..."

No way, can’t go bankrupt; although she’s a big shot in the entertainnt company now, there’s always the risk of being stepped on.

She needs to work hard and earn money.

Not just for herself now; she wants to earn a lot of money to support Tang Si.

Her gaze landed on the docunt in his hand, "So you ca to talk to about work?"

Li Wen nodded earnestly, "Our company’s movie is set to start filming, starring our company’s artists. We want to win awards with this movie, the cast is settled, and we need to choose a location. Check out the script and see if the locations fit."

"In aspects like this, including creating an artistic effect, I think only you have the skill and unique vision."

After all, Song Yi went from author to screenwriter, from novels to film and then to founding a company, all at 22 years old. No one else progressed as rapidly as her.

Everyone thought Song Yi depended on her family, given the Song Family’s vast wealth, but only Li Wen knew she relied on her talent.

"Alright." Song Yi nodded, "Send the script to my email later, you’re setting the tentative location, right?"

"Yes."

"Once I’m feeling better, I’ll take people to check it out." Song Yi looked down at the locations, "Don’t forget about finding a psychologist, get one for soon, or a psychology course will do."

She felt Tang Si needed guidance, professional direction, but she couldn’t provide it.

If she took him directly, he would surely feel she thought he was sick, so she needed to learn herself.

On the other side.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Si leaned against the chair back and closed his eyes, silent for four or five minutes.

He realized he was really dependent on Song Yi; he’d let down all his guard around her and subconsciously wanted to get closer to her, perhaps due to her charm.

As a result, he often felt the urge to confide in her, sothing he never had before.

This wasn’t right; he didn’t want to bring her any negative energy.

Suddenly opening his eyes, his peach blossom eyes were clear.

He sent a ssage to Ningxia Chuan—

"Please bring the dicine over soon."