Crazy, you call it a prosecutor

Chapter 21 Farewell to An Mingcan (seeking investment and rewards)
December 2013, 6.

10:58 am.

The Shilla Hotel, Gangchung-dong, Seoul, lobby.

An Mingcan sat on the sofa awkwardly, waiting for the noble person in his life.

Since the conversation in the cafe three days ago, he has suffered from insomnia for three days.

Yesterday, I finally received a call from the other party, and made an appointment to meet at the Shilla Hotel.

Not long after dawn, An Mingcan, who was staring at the dark circles under his eyes, immediately drove to the Shilla Hotel and waited for a full five hours.

At exactly eleven o'clock, a tall and straight figure appeared outside the gate of Shilla Hotel.

As a reporter, you have to keep your eyes open. An Mingcan instantly recognized the person and stood up to greet him.

"Li Jian"

As soon as the words came out, An Mingcan suddenly realized the problem, and immediately changed his words: "Mr. Li, you are here!"

Hearing the sound, Li Zaihua turned his head, looked at the clear panda eyes on the opponent's face, and the corners of his mouth twitched secretly.

"Reporter An, you've been waiting for a long time!"

An Mingcan hurriedly shook his head, denying, "No, I've only been here for a few minutes."

Li Zaihua naturally didn't believe An Mingcan's nonsense, but he didn't expose it.

"Reporter An, it's lunch time, how about we talk while eating?"

"It's all up to Mr. Li."

Li Zaihua nodded, and said again: "I heard that Shilla Hotel has authentic Chinese food, why don't we try it."

Wherever An Mingcan was in the mood to eat at the moment, he would have no appetite even with a full banquet in front of him.

Of course, he didn't dare to reveal these small thoughts, but said with a shy face: "The Shilla Hotel has just been remodeled, and not long after it reopened, Huaxia Restaurant invited a top-notch chef from Xiangjiang to serve as the head chef and provide traditional top-notch Cantonese cuisine. Mr. Li is very lucky gone."

As an entertainment reporter, An Mingcan often follows celebrities in and out of major places. He is very familiar with hotels and restaurants in Seoul, so he just opens his mouth.

"Okay, go and have a try, I hope you won't be disappointed!"

It has been almost two years since the peninsula was reborn, and Li Zaihua has not tasted the top delicacies of Bluestar Huaxia.

As for the Huaxia Zhajiang noodles in the streets and alleys, he ate it once and never touched it again.

Soon, under the leadership of An Mingcan, the two came to Xinluo Huaxia Restaurant, Eight Immortals.

Not long after sitting down, a waiter walked up to him and said, "Welcome, what do you two gentlemen want to eat?"

"Give me the menu."

Li Zai opened his mouth, and the waiter immediately handed over the menu in his hand.

Randomly ordered a few famous Cantonese dishes that he had heard of in his previous life, and handed them to An Mingcan.

"Reporter An, just order whatever you want."

An Mingcan shook his head when he heard the words, "No need, Mr. Li has already ordered enough, no more can be wasted."

Li Zaihua saw An Mingcan's restraint, smiled without saying a word, and handed the menu back to the waiter.

"If you eat Chinese food, you should naturally drink Chinese wine and have a bottle of Moutai."

"Okay, please wait a moment, gentlemen!"

After speaking, the waiter used the tablet computer in his hand to place an order directly, then turned and left.

After a while, he returned with a pot of clear tea, poured two cups of tea, and put the tea pot on the table.

"Two, if you need anything, call me again."

Li Zaihua waved his hand, took a sip from his teacup and said, "Reporter An, in three days, have you thought it through?"

Hearing this, An Mingcan's hand that had just picked up the teacup suddenly shook violently, and the hot tea fell on the back of his hand, and he immediately cried out in pain.

Afterwards, he hastily put down the teacup in his hand, and said solemnly: "Mr. Li, I've made up my mind, and I'm all up to you! With such a great opportunity, I'm so sorry for myself if I don't know how to do it!"

The corner of Li Zaihua's mouth was raised, and a charming smile appeared on his face.

"Reporter An, congratulations, you made the right choice. Interlacing is like a mountain, I hope to hear your professional opinion!"

An Mingcan understands that this is a test, once a mistake occurs, the chance that is so hard-won will be like a blooming epiphyllum at night, fleeting.

And he will return to his original form and become that irrelevant little reporter who works so hard for millions of peninsula dollars a month and is exploited by the company.

An Mingcan took a deep breath and asked cautiously, "Mr. Li, how much money can you provide?"

Li Zaihua raised two fingers.

"[-] million, if the development is good, you can continue to add funds!"

After the words fell, An Mingcan's eyes lit up, [-] million is already a lot, he thought that Li Zaihua would give [-] million at most.

The 110 million peninsula yuan is converted into Huaxia currency, which is equivalent to [-] million.

This kind of investment is enough for a company to start, and there is no need to worry about the shortage of funds in the next few months.

"Mr. Li, with [-] million funds, I don't recommend starting from scratch. Because that would waste a lot of time, and it's not worth it for us"

"So, my opinion is to acquire a small newspaper with online, offline, and distribution channels. In this way, we can quickly reorganize in a short period of time. I believe that it won't be long before you can see our newspaper in the world. .”

This was not An Mingcan's impromptu idea, but the result of three days of hard thinking.

At this time, several waiters came with fragrant delicacies.

"Reporter An, don't worry, let's eat first." Li Zaihua said, "What's the matter, let's talk about it after dinner!"

Hearing this, An Mingcan's eyes dimmed, and a look of disappointment flashed across.

However, in a flash, his eyes brightened again and became more determined.

An Mingcan believes that her plan can impress the man in front of her.

Li Zaihua enjoyed the meal very well.

However, An Mingcan's life feels like years. He used to dream of eating a big meal, but now he has no appetite, as if chewing wax.

after an hour.

Li Zaihua was full, stroked his chubby stomach, took out a credit card and handed it to the waiter for the bill, and then picked up the teacup to rinse his mouth.

When the waiter came back with the credit card, he put it in his wallet and said with a smile, "Reporter An, how about we have a cup of coffee?"

An Mingcan smiled, and nodded with a forced composure.

After a while, the two came to Silla's outdoor cafe.

Li Zaihua ordered two cups of coffee.

"Reporter Ann, don't be nervous, you are doing very well. No, even better than I imagined"

Before he finished speaking, An Ming suddenly jumped up.

His throat rolled up and down, and he swallowed, "Mr. Li, did you promise me?"

Li Zaihua nodded with a smile on his face.

"However, I have a request. For the time being, I will focus on entertainment and gossip, and expand my influence as soon as possible. Don't be afraid of offending people, I will support everything."

"In addition, I have read a lot of entertainment websites and newspapers recently, and I feel that the headlines are not attractive enough"

"I hope you change your approach and try to exaggerate the title to attract attention. For example, Shocking, 80 people around the world are crazy about XXX stars, Gao Jin is coming, men and women are too excited to know what to do. Is it the loss of society, or the distortion of human nature?"

Later, Li Zaihua explained the real meaning of the title, such as the arrival of Gao Jian, which is actually a wave and so on.

An Mingcan, who had never been in contact with the shock department of UC in his previous life, was stunned and motionless after hearing these words, as if he had seen a new world in his mind.

(End of this chapter)