I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 201 You Didn't Think About Respecting Me

"young people."

"It's really exciting."

Zhang Guobin shook his head helplessly.

"Forget it, I can't control you, you can do something if you like."

Zhang Guobin doesn't take the Golden Image Awards seriously at all now. Next month, Xiangjiang will hold the first Golden Lion Awards Film Festival under the preparation of the Artists Association...

On the second day, the famous paparazzi "CB Weekly" published the farce of the Golden Statue Awards. The title of the most embarrassing awards ceremony was hung on the top of the Golden Statue Awards. It will be recognized, it is clearly a pheasant award, and at the same time, next month, the Hong Kong Film Industry will hold the Golden Lion Award Film Festival, which is building momentum for the Golden Lion Award.

"Golden Lion?"

Shu Qi saw a group of celebrities huddling together to keep warm, starting a new stove, throwing the Golden Statue Award aside, couldn't sit still immediately, put down the newspaper and said, "Axi."

"Accompany me to DreamWorks."

"what?"

"Okay, okay." Xia Wenxi was leaning on the sofa, peeling fruit.

In the evening, Shu Qi brought Xia Wenxi to the DreamWorks office building, handed over his business card to see the boss, Zhang Guobin received the news, nodded without any surprise, and said, "Mr. Shu, please come in."

Shu Qi carried two boxes of cigars and brought the beautiful woman into the office, put the cigars on the tea table, bowed and said, "Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry, I didn't come to visit you before."

A few days ago, after much deliberation, he finally felt that Zhang Guobin had been offended, and he must prepare a gift to apologize.

First of all, let's talk about keeping the big money source of the Academy Awards!
In order to set up the Golden Statue Awards, he spent millions of dollars, and now he hasn't even returned the money. Moreover, for an influential award, the TV and radio broadcasting rights can be sold for millions of dollars every year. This is an important step in his entrepreneurial journey.

"sit!"

But Zhang Guobin leaned back on the sofa, with his legs clamped on the table, wearing a black suit and a red tie casually, jingle, jingle, playing with a lighter in his hand and said: "Mr. Shu, you and I are strangers, there is no need to come Come and visit me?"

"correct."

"Give tea to Mr. Shu."

"Yes."

"Boss." Xiaojie bowed lightly.

Only then did he dare to serve tea to the guests.

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, it was for the Golden Statue Awards, I can ask Li Dawei to apologize to you, after all You are a guest, we abide by the etiquette, and 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 shiny, clean and beautiful.

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 did you say?"

"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. 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."

Undoubtedly, the sales volume and influence of "Film Biweekly" surpassed that of "CB Entertainment Weekly". With a [-]% share exchange, it also earned hundreds of thousands of dollars a year.

"Pfft."

Zhang Guobin couldn't help laughing out loud, 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. Besides, you are a literati and 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 for my forgiveness. Tell me, 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.

"You said it's the first issue of the magazine..." Zhang Guobin waved his hand and said disdainfully, "Let's 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. , glanced at his watch, and said calmly.

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?"

"Thirty thousand 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 [-] yuan a night, plus the condition of a heroine, which is really a good 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 nineteen, 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, who can come in handy at critical moments, quench their thirst, and bribe management. Well.

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, 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 lowered his head and said.

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.

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