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Shu Qi sat on a guest seat respectfully, and said with a humble expression: "I'm sorry Mr. Zhang, I forgot to invite you to the Golden Statue Awards."
"Eh."
"Mr. Shu, please stop..." Zhang Guobin raised his finger, squeezed a cigar, and said, "If Mr. Shu came to visit me for the Golden Statue Award, I can ask Li Dawei to apologize to you. After all, you are a guest, and we abide by etiquette, so we will be humble, but Mr. Li is my friend, and I don't think there is anything wrong with what he did."
"On this point, I support Mr. Li's personal position. In addition, I don't think anyone will be prevented from participating in the Hong Kong Film Awards ceremony, because I also think that the Xiangjiang film industry needs an award, and I am looking forward to the birth of a successful film festival. "
Zhang Guobin lowered his hand and smoothed the line of the suit, his words were full of sincerity, his tone was warm and upright, the fabric of the black suit was glowing, and he looked beautiful quickly.
Shu Qi sat on the chair, but suddenly felt a change in his aura, and his inner pressure was extremely high.
"You misunderstood, Mr. Zhang, I did not deny what Mr. Li did, nor did I feel that you were manipulating the facts of the awards ceremony."
"What are you?"
"fact?"
Zhang Guobin turned the cigar with his fingertips, narrowed his eyes, and asked coldly.
Shu Qi quickly stood up, bowed and said: "Mr. Zhang, I'm here to express my apologies to you, and I hope you will support the holding of the Golden Image Awards. I am willing to take [-]% of the shares of "Film Biweekly" and "cb Entertainment Weekly" Make a quality exchange."
There is no doubt that the sales volume and influence of "Film Biweekly" are all higher than that of "CB Entertainment Weekly". With a [-]% share exchange, there are hundreds of thousands of income a year.
"Pfft."
But Zhang Guobin couldn't help laughing, pinching the eggplant head and said: "Frankly speaking, your hasty apology is only for money, you are afraid of my influence, but you don't want my friendship at all, and you are a literati, look down on me. My background, no matter how many movies I make, how many charities I do, you always try to bypass me, and you never think about respecting me."
"You don't even want to call me Boss Zhang, you think I'm a dirty person who has fallen into the eyes of money, and you even take some impurity shares to ask me for forgiveness. Look, why are you apologizing?"
"Mr. Zhang." Shu Qi held his breath, tried to raise his hands, then lowered them, and said in thought, "I apologize for not inviting you to the awards ceremony."
"Ah."
Zhang Guobin laughed, and said leniently: "You are wrong, Mr. Shu."
"You should apologize for insinuating about my background in the first issue of Film Magazine."
His prince is not something that any literati can point fingers at!
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, the review of the first issue of the magazine was not thorough. I offended Mr. Zhang." Shu Qi changed his words quickly.
"It's the first issue of the magazine..." Zhang Guobin waved his hand and said disdainfully, "You can go."
"Mr. Zhang, do we still need to talk about the Golden Statue Awards..." Shu Qi pleaded.
"There's nothing to talk about. What about the Academy Awards? Is Hong Kong Film always going to be the shadow of Hollywood?"
"The Golden Lion is named after Xiangjiang's lion culture, which sounds better than your Golden Statue Awards. The most important thing is that artists will always support." Zhang Guobin suddenly smiled slightly, as if giving charity: "By the way, I established the Artists Association The purpose is to support my friends and attack my enemies."
"It doesn't matter whether you do the Golden Statue Awards or not. It's the most important thing to distinguish who is my friend and who is my enemy. Xiaojie, send Mr. Shu downstairs. I have other things to do later." Zhang Guobin bowed his head. , Glancing at his watch, said with a calm expression.
The cigar in his hand has not yet been lit.
"Please, Mr. Shu, Miss Xia." The female secretary raised her hand and said, Shu Qi winked at Xia Wenxi, aggrieved, got up and left the office unwillingly, but Xia Wenxi was holding her skirt and sitting The sofa remained motionless, the secretary glanced at Miss Xia, but did not force anyone out, turned around and took Shu Qi away, and Shu Qi fled in despair.
Zhang Guobin sat on the chair, looked at her with interest, hooked his fingers around the cigar, bit it with his mouth, and said with a smile: "Miss Xia, what are you doing here?"
"It's not dark yet, isn't it the time for sexual bribery?"
He asked nonchalantly.
Xia Wenxi is indeed pretty, young and beautiful, at least happy is very cool.
But Zhang Guobin understands that there is a knife on the head of the white letter. It is dedicated to profit, and it smells like copper. It is better to go home with your girlfriend. Anyway, young women and girls have something to play with. The beauty is getting better than the other. Xia Wenxi is really not enough He drools.
"Mr. Shu gave me a sum of money."
"Promise me to find a relationship and arrange for a heroine in a play." Xia Wenxi sat on a chair, wearing a white shirt and blue denim shorts. She was dressed cool and transparent. When she was nervous before, a pool of sweat hit her chest, and a piece of water stained her chest. The collar is wet, outlining the mountains and valleys, blue sports underwear.
Zhang Guobin came interested: "Oh?"
"how much is it?"
"3 yuan." Xia Wenxi forced a smile.
"The price is quite high. Haha, Mr. Shu spent a lot of money, but I will really have something to do later." Zhang Guobin spread his hands and said with a serious face: "Miss Xia, go back first, and I will look for it when I have a chance. You drink tea."
"Don't worry, you don't have Shu Qi's script. DreamWorks has suitable roles, and I can pick one for you next time."
For the chance of a play, some female artists have climbed up to the director, boss, and bed after bed, but they may not all be able to get a female number two.
In order to invite Xia Wenxi to sleep with a certain big boss, Shu Qi offered 3 yuan a night, plus the condition of a heroine, it was indeed a generous salary.
Xia Wenxi smiled wryly and said, "If Mr. Zhang wants me to go back, it's fine, but next time, give Mr. Shu some face. After all, you slept with me."
At the age of 19, she is youthful, attractive, charming, has a certain brain, and is willing to be part of the club. Many film companies actually like to cultivate this kind of female artist. They can come in handy at critical moments, quench their thirst, and bribe management. .
Xiangjiang's charming women, one counts as one, and many of them are purpose-raised squirrels. The audience likes it very much.
Hearing his words, Zhang Guobin jingled, lit a cigar, walked around the desk, and walked to the door of the office. His steps were quick and he said in a crisp tone: "Then don't leave."
"ah?"
"I happen to be going to discuss business with the executives of the oil company at night. You and I are responsible for pouring the wine." Zhang Guobin will not give face to a displeased person just because of a woman. What kind of onion is Shu Qi? You woman What kind of onion is it, neither of them is qualified to listen to his arrangements, they can only be at his mercy.
Naturally, Xia Wenxi was not qualified to refuse Zhang Guobin, so she followed Xiao Pao immediately. The two of them took a car, escorted by a group of bodyguards, and drove to the tea restaurant in Mong Kok. After dinner, it was dark and they headed to Monica Nightclub.
Zhang Guobin got off the car in the back row, Xia Wenxi naturally took her arm next door, sat at the door to greet the guests, saw the big guy's license plate, immediately went forward and said, "Brother Bin."
Xianshui glanced at Xia Wenxi up and down, worried that Brother Bin had changed girls recently, so he didn't call out, but just nodded.
God knows that this kind of girl can spend a few days with Brother Bin. If she bites her sister-in-law, wouldn't she call her "sister-in-law" at the end?
"Yes." Zhang Guobin nodded.
"Bao Yaqiu is waiting for you in the presidential box with a few ghosts." Xianshui suddenly bowed his head.
Zhang Guobin patted him on the shoulder: "Take me there."
Immediately, a group of people entered the gate of the bar, passed through the feasting night scene, the music was loud in the ears, the figures in front of them were restless, a group of beauties dressed coquettishly and with heavy makeup were being lectured by their mother Sang, and more than a dozen boys were wearing suits and headsets , scattered around the nightclub like professional killers, Zhang Guobin and his party arrived at the door of the presidential box, just as Xianshui pushed the box away, Bao Yaqiu stood up, opened his arms, and stepped forward to hug: "Brother Prince, I finally waited for you."
"Ah."
Zhang Guobin glanced to the side.
Chapter 201 Make a friend, ghost
"This is Mr. Henry from Texaco."
Bao Yaqiu turned around and introduced.
A middle-aged ghost with fair skin, a bearded face, a tall man with a bit of fat on his arms, wearing a graffiti T-shirt, sitting on the sofa seat like a big white bear, smoking a cigar, glanced at He looked at him and nodded, "Hello."
"This is Zhang Guobin, my boss." Bao Yaqiu introduced directly, not caring about face at all.
"Hello."
"Mr. Henry."
Zhang Guobin smiled at the corner of his mouth, and leaned forward to shake hands with Henry, while Xia Wenxi naturally let go of his arm, turned around and sat in a corner.
The presidential box is located on the second floor of the nightclub. It has a large space. A box of cigars, two bottles of XO, some dice, and two microphones are placed on a long table.
Open the black curtain on the left side, and you can look down directly through the glass window and see the writhing figure on the dance floor on the first floor.
At this time, the curtain is drawn to both sides.
Lights shone into the box.
Bao Yaqiu bowed his head and said, "This ghost is the vice president of Texaco, and all the fuel bloats that he supplies to various associations are ultimately offered to him."
"In other words, he is the largest first-hand merchant in the Xiangjiang red oil market?" Zhang Guobin withdrew his hand and frowned.
Henry leaned on the sofa, calmly, raised his glass, and took a sip of foreign wine first.
"Yes."
"He called to see you."
Bao Yaqiu replied.
It is normal for this kind of big business to go back to the source and talk to the boss behind the scenes. Zhang Guobin nodded slightly, and Bao Yaqiu said: "I have spent a lot of connections and money, and I still look for him. This opportunity is only once, don't miss it."
"Ah."
Zhang Guobin patted Ah Qiu on the shoulder.
The red oil business has been promoted for a month, and it has been advanced to contact the big boss of the supplier. The efficiency is remarkable...
However, to get this kind of bastard.
There is a certain degree of difficulty.
Zhang Guobin turned back and smiled, "Mr. Henry, isn't it too boring to just sit and drink?"
"A little."
Holding the glass and shaking the puck, Henry agreed.
"How do you like it?"
"Black, white, local?" Zhang Guobin smiled slightly.
He took out a cigar and lit it.
"have a look."
Henry raised his legs.
"Salty water, arrange for some girl to come over." Zhang Guobin turned around and said.
"Yes."
"Boss."
Xianshui wore a waiter's suit, bowed slightly, and retreated to call for someone.
Soon, a mother Sang came in with a group of beautiful girls, all of whom were carefully selected in the venue, with good looks and bumpy figures.
However, Henry squeezed the cigar, raised his finger, and shook his finger: "nonono..."
"next batch."
Zhang Guobin was standing beside him with a cigar in his mouth, with no expression on his face.
Two batches of people were changed in a row.
There are Yanmars,
There is a dark horse,
From the east to the west, from Asia to Africa, there are more than a dozen nationalities, but there is still no satisfactory one.
"Bingo."
"This bastard is playing tricks!"
Saltwater approached and said in a low voice.
"These girls are the red cards of various grooms. Several of them are performance champions who specially borrowed from the horse king. Even the president of the United States is too picky. Why don't you look down on each of them?"
"Xiangjiang has the highest quality. The races and nationalities that can be found are all here, from a to d, from 1.5 meters to 1.8 meters, from [-] to [-], damn it, except those who are not sixty."
"It's clearly looking for fault."
Saltwater said indignantly.
If the client doesn’t find a girl he’s satisfied with, it’s because of his dereliction of duty at work. However, the situation of deliberately showing off is not counted. Zhang Guobin nodded in understanding with a cigar in his mouth, and waved his hand: “Others are the president of a big company. ? It’s understandable if you have a better vision.”
"Mr. Henry."
"I offer you a toast." Zhang Guobin sat down, raised his glass, and said with a smile.
"Thank you."
"Zhang sir." Henry's face turned red, and he was already a little drunk. After clinking glasses, the two toasted and drank.
Texaco is one of the three major oil companies in the United States, and the two major oil companies in Xiangjiang. The consortium behind them has a deep background. Of course, this refers to the Texaco Group. Xiangjiang Branch is only one of its many regional companies, which cannot reach the height of the consortium. But he is also a bully in the Xiangjiang oil industry.
The president is often responsible for contacting the government and the company and making strategic decisions, and the vice president is the leader in charge of the actual business.
Youguzi can find a relationship with Henry, the business is really promising. It seems that Bao Yaqiu is very eager to become the underground oil king. He spent a lot of resources and worked hard to get online.
After Zhang Guobin waved the lady to leave, he sat next to Henry, put down his glass, and said, "Mr. Henry, I hope to get a supply of duty-free red oil from your company. I wonder if Mr. Henry can help."
"Avoid is the company manager of Xiangjiang Yihai. He also has some employees and assets under him. I believe he can give Mr. Henry what he deserves."
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