Good luck in the city

Chapter 220 CJ Entertainment! (Second more)
In the afternoon, as soon as Yang Fei came to Wanye Investment Office and sat down, Zhao Yaxin opened the door and came in.

"I'm back, how did the talk go?"

Zhao Yaxin looked a little displeased, sat down on the sofa opposite Yang Fei, and said depressedly: "It's a bit troublesome."

"What trouble can trouble you?"

"That's it..."

Zhao Yaxin recounted what she saw and heard yesterday when she went to Aiqiyi Company, and finally she took the initiative to admit her mistake, saying: "I was careless, the preparation work in advance was not enough, Wan Yu's advantage is indeed obvious, we are very passive .”

"I don't blame you for this. Wan Yu acted half a year ago. I gave you less than two weeks. It's not bad to have such a result."

While speaking, Yang Fei turned on the computer in front of him and called up a stock trading page, which showed the equity structure of Aiqiyi:

The first shareholder: Aiqiyi 25%
The second shareholder: 15% of Wanzhuo
The third shareholder: Wanye Investment 8%
"Well, it's good to be able to achieve such results in a short period of time. Congcong is an idiot compared to you. Fortunately, he is an idiot. We still have a chance." Yang Fei said with a smile.

"Congcong is more difficult to deal with than I imagined, and he cut off the trip to Gotham City." Zhao Yaxin said.

Yang Fei didn't answer, he had a smart conversation with Andy in his heart.

"Andy, help me check Wanzhu's business."

"searching……"

In the next second, Andy reminded: "We have detected the GPS location of Congcong's mobile phone, the young master of Wanzhuo, do you want to monitor it?"

"I'll go, Andy, can you still monitor the phone?" Yang Fei was surprised, but thinking that Andy can connect to the Internet, it's nothing to be able to monitor the phone.

Yang Fei chose to monitor.

Immediately, there was the sound of electric current, and the sound of wind, and the roar of the car engine came to his ears.

Yang Fei judged from the voice that Cong Cong should be sitting in a car.

"Master, there is very little investment information about Wanye that popped up suddenly, and it has no useful value."

Yo, Yang Fei heard a voice talking about his company.

The phone rang again.

"Chairman's phone call." It was that voice again, and then Cong Cong should have answered the phone, "Dad, have you arrived in Seoul yet?"

"Just arrived in Seoul, how is your progress going?"

"There was a little trouble, but it's okay..."

Congcong should be talking with his father Wang Jianlin. At this time, Andy also tracked the GPS location of Wang Jianlin's mobile phone, showing that he is in Seoul.

"Wang Jianlin is negotiating an acquisition business in Seoul. Wanzhu plans to acquire CJ Entertainment, the largest movie theater chain in Seoul. The total transaction value is 60 billion yuan. If it is successfully completed, Wanzhu Cinema will occupy a huge 60% of the Seoul film market. share."

This is the news that Yang Fei saw Andy found.

In contrast, the acquisition business in Korea is the top priority of Wan Luo, so the head of Wan Luo personally sits in Seoul.

A plan suddenly popped up in Yang Fei's mind.

At this time, Zhao Yaxin was still talking, and he interrupted her.

He hurriedly called Wen Lan, the butler of the manor, "Get ready for the plane, I'm going to Seoul, Korea tonight."

"Why are you going to Seoul all of a sudden?" Zhao Yaxin was puzzled.

"Secret."

Yang Fei smiled mysteriously and acted like a fool.

That night, Yang Fei took Longhua to Korea, and it was already dark when his car got out of the airport.

And Yang Fei was sitting in the back seat of the car, seemingly closing his eyes and resting his mind, but he was actually talking to Andy.

"Master, Park Yin-joon (the president of Xijie Entertainment) has just left home and went to the Sheraton Hotel to participate in a calligraphy auction. This man likes to collect calligraphy and paintings, especially the works of Kim Jong-hee, an epigrapher from the Joseon Dynasty."

"I have already obtained an electronic invitation letter for the auction for the master."

"goob—job!"

Yang Fei praised Andy, and then said to Longhua: "Go to the Sheraton Seoul Hotel."

Half an hour later, in a lobby on the seventh floor of the Sheraton Hotel, an auction of calligraphy works was about to be held, and guests entered the venue one after another.

Accompanied by his assistant, Park Yinjun sat in the center of the first row of the scene. Just as he sat down, the assistant's cell phone rang. He took it out and gave it to the president immediately.

This is a text message in Korean. Park Yinjun glanced at it, and the content was: "President Park Yinjun, hello, I am Yang Fei, the chairman of Huaxia Pengcheng Wanye Investment Company. I am very interested in CJ Entertainment. I don’t know if President Park has time to talk about the purchase price. Waiting for President Park’s reply, I wish you good luck!”

"It's from Huaxia again!" Park Yinjun looked unhappy. During this time, Wan Yu from Huaxia also wanted to acquire CJ Entertainment, which made him very anxious.

Park Yinjun sincerely does not want Xijie Entertainment to be acquired by Huaxia.

He snorted coldly, and then deleted the text message.

After a while, the auction started, and Park Yinjun also forgot the unhappiness just now, and devoted himself to the auction.

"The next collection "Ruan Tang Collection", Jin Zhengxi..." Park Yinjun was shocked when he heard the auctioneer's introduction.

When the auctioneer called out the price, he was the first to raise his hand, and called out a price that was more than double the original price of the work.

"5 million won (about 300 million RMB)."

"The president of CJ Entertainment, Park Yoon-joon, offered 5 million won. Does anyone else want to bid? 5 million won for the first time, 5 million won for the second time, 5 million won..."

Suddenly the auctioneer's eyes lit up. He saw someone holding a placard in the audience and shouted: "8 million won, the following guest bids 8 million won."

Park Yinjun suddenly turned his head, and he saw that it was a young man who was asking the price, and the young man was still smiling at him. For some reason, Park Yinjun felt that the young man's smile was strange.

"8 million won for the first time."

"8 million won for the second time."

"8 million won for the third time, congratulations to this gentleman for successfully filming "Ruan Tang Ji"."

Park Yinjun shook his head and laughed. Although he liked this calligraphy very much, 8 million won was far beyond the value of this calligraphy, and it was not worth it.

An hour later, the auction ended.

Park Yinjun left the hotel, but met the young man at the hotel exit.

The young man smiled at him and left, his smile still made Pu Yinjun feel weird.

Of course, Park Yinjun didn't take this matter to heart, but he was a little regretful that he didn't find his favorite calligraphy works at auction.

The next day, Park Yoon Joon went to work as usual.

"Boom boom boom!"

The secretary knocked on the door and came in, "President, there is a Chinese man named Yang Fei who asked to meet you."

Park Yinjun's first reaction was confusion, he couldn't remember who he had asked to meet, or was he a Chinese?
Suddenly, he remembered and asked, "What's his name?"

"Yang Fei, from Huaxia Pengcheng!"

"It's him?"

Park Yinjun remembered, this is not the case that he received a text message last night, a Chinese man who claimed to be Yang Fei wanted to talk to him about the acquisition of CJ Entertainment.

"No." After Pu Yinjun understood, he flatly refused.

However, the secretary didn't leave yet, but instead took out a rectangular box and said, "He said that the president will meet him after seeing this thing."

"Oh?"

Pu Yinjun became curious, opened the box, and saw what was inside, which made him stunned for a moment.

It turned out to be Jin Zhengxi's "Ruan Tang Collection" at the auction last night, and there was a note in it, which read: "To Mr. Park Yinjun - signature: Yang Fei"

Understood.

The young man at the auction last night was this Chinese man named Yang Fei. He first photographed the calligraphy and then donated it to himself, obviously for the entertainment of CJ.

Park Yinjun smiled, a sneer.

"Just a piece of calligraphy just wants to bribe me, are the Chinese people stupid or crazy?" Park Yinjun sneered.

The auction price of "Ruan Tang Ji" is 8 million won, which is about RMB 500 million, while the market value of CJ Entertainment is more than 5000 billion won, what is a mere 8 million, are Chinese people stupid, or Park Yinjun is a fool when he is .

"Get rid of that Chinese man!" Pu Yinjun said angrily.

"President, the Huaxia man said there is one more thing, you will definitely see him after you read it." The secretary hesitated and said.

"What, there's something else?" Park Yinjun said in surprise.

While talking, the secretary took out a note with a few Korean characters written on it, which was a person's name: "Li Chengxuan"

Isn't it just a person's name?

However, Pu Yinjun's face suddenly turned pale, as if he had a guilty conscience.

(End of this chapter)