Chapter 708: Chapter 708: Did they come to discuss a contract with you? Chapter 708: Chapter 708: Did they come to discuss a contract with you? “`
Duan Feihan looked in the direction of the voice with a respectful tone, “Father, you’re up so early?”

Ever since the old master Duan retired and fell seriously ill, barely escaping death, he had started getting up later, typically around eight o’clock.

And yet it was just past six.

Leaning on his cane, the old master Duan looked at Duan Feihan with a complicated expression, “Feihan, there are some matters I hope you will consider carefully.”

Recently, the old master Duan had been feeling very uneasy, with certain things echoing in his mind.

The eldest son was a disappointment, his heart now far from Xingye, and his household was on the verge of falling apart.

The third son, Duan Xiuqi, had not become a monk, and now his whereabouts were unknown.

Now the fourth son was about to cause some trouble.

It seemed that only his daughter settled in Europe gave him some peace of mind.

The fourth child was meant for great things, and that made him all the more uneasy.

As a father, he would rather his child led an ordinary life than have any concerns for his safety.

A hint of a smile slowly surfaced on Duan Feihan’s cool features, and a decisive look briefly flashed in his eyes, “Father, I understand, very clearly.”

If he wished to reach that person, then he was not yet sufficient.

Duan Feihan opened the study door, then closed it behind him and locked it; the study was decorated in an antique and elegant style, with rows of bookshelves reaching up to the three-meter-high ceiling, and the walls of the study were adorned with some European-style paintings, the largest of which was about three meters long.

Duan Feihan walked over, expertly moved the painting aside, revealing a door made of a different material than the wall–a high-density sheet of iron wire welds–inserted the key into the keyhole, and at the same time entered the fingerprint password; with a “beep,” the safe door opened.

Duan Feihan reached in and took out a Coiling Dragon Jade Pendant, its texture was smooth and gentle, flawless, with tassels hanging from it.

Duan Feihan looked down at the pendant, a trace of nostalgia flickering for a moment in his cool eyes.

This was the keepsake his mother had left him.

In those youthful and fuzzy memories, he still remembered how, a few days before his mother’s incident, she had given him this jade pendant and said, holding his shoulders, “Mother hopes you will always be an excellent person among the ordinary, and that you won’t get involved with other worlds.”

“But if one day you are no longer content with this, then Mother will support you, no matter where she is.”

Duan Feihan gripped the jade pendant tightly, the cold jade gradually warming in the palm of his hand.

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The university celebration was in full swing in early winter, and on the second day of the three-day celebration, the doors were thrown open, welcoming many elite alumni back to their alma mater; Imperial Capital University was extremely lively.

Director Li Dongyu took the opportunity of the celebration to come to Imperial University.

The meeting place he and Bai Chuwei agreed upon was the coffee shop on campus, and Director Li walked toward the coffee shop with a folder containing a contract drafted overnight tucked under his arm, walking briskly.

Since he now needed Bai Chuwei, Director Li arrived more than half an hour earlier than the arranged time.

In the entertainment industry, Director Li was a notable figure, and with the latest version of “Records of the Mountain Moon” about to be remade, his profile was quite high.

The alumni returning to their alma mater were mostly societal elites, and upon seeing that Director Li was also at Imperial University, they greeted him with smiles along the way.

In the midst of the crowd, a junior girl ran over from outside, her face flushed with excitement, and said to the girl in the center of attention, “Senior Liu Yuyou, Director Li Dongyu is here! I heard he’s here to discuss a screenwriting contract–is he looking for you?”

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