Film and Television: Starting from Qingqing’s Daily Life

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  Chapter 347 Sorry Sir

Yin Lao looked at Master Tian's hurried back, shook his head and sighed.

Although the old master's temper was a bit irritable, people have moral principles. It was a pity that he had bad luck and accepted a disciple like Ma Jingsheng.

Moreover, in the end, only an arm was broken and no life was injured.

What was broken was the hand that slapped Ma Jingsheng.

"Let's go, take me home." Yin Ga patted the front seat and said.

"Okay, Chairman." The driver replied.

……

The next day, Yin Ga's home phone rang.

"Chairman, there is an American named Frankie who wants to see you about Zhiren Elementary School."

"I'm not going to the group today."

"Okay, Chairman."

After hanging up the phone, the senior secretary of Honghe Group made another call to the front desk.

"Hey, I'm Vivian, yes, tell him that the chairman won't come today."

The first floor of Honghe Group's building.

The good-looking receptionist put down the phone and said in English to the tall black man in front of him: "Sorry, sir, our chairman is busy today and cannot come to the group."

Franky asked: "When will Mr. Yin be at the company?"

The receptionist shook his head: "I don't know about this. Maybe you can come back tomorrow."

Franky looked helpless: "Okay, I'll come back tomorrow."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

the next day.

Receptionist: "I'm sorry, sir, our chairman still hasn't come to the company today."

Franky: "Okay, will he be there tomorrow?"

The receptionist shook his head: "I'm not sure about this."

"OK, thanks."

Franky reluctantly left.

Day three.

"I'm sorry, sir, our chairman still hasn't come today..."

Fourth day.

Frankie couldn't help it anymore: "Can you tell me where his home is? I'll come to the door in person!"

The receptionist smiled slightly: "Sorry sir, I don't know this either."

"Fuck!"

Franky muttered under his breath, and then walked out of the Red River Group.

night.

"George!"

Franky punched the sandbag hard, then turned around and said to a white man in a suit, "Why are you so afraid of that Yin? He is just a wealthy businessman, can't your police station still handle him?" Do you know, I have been humiliated in their company for the past two days, and I couldn’t even go up to their second floor, and they didn’t even want to give me a cup of coffee!”

"Calm down Franky!"

The white man in a suit was Fat Bo's immediate boss, Superintendent George.

Superintendent Nick, who was thrown into the sea by Yin Gao, was his predecessor in the position of superintendent.

He said: "Although I have just come to Xiangjiang for less than a year, the people I have come into contact with, whether they are Chinese people or our compatriots, seem to be very secretive about the Red River Group. The forces behind them are so intricate that if you and I want to Stand firm here and don’t provoke these local snakes for the time being.” ˆ ˆ ˆ “Please don’t use this reason to preach to me, George, this is just your imagination.”

Franky grinned and said, "I have heard of this Chinese guy. He is just a former gangster who has been cleared. I have many ways to deal with him! As a superintendent, do you still have to worry about a gangster? ?”

George shook his head: "No, Franky, I'm not afraid of him, I just... can't see through it."

Franky said, "Since I can't see through it, I'll try him. The worst is, you can fish me out!"

George thought for a moment and said, "Don't be impulsive, Frankie. Let's do this. You can go again tomorrow. If it doesn't work, I can listen to you."

"God! I really don't want to go to that ghost place again!"

Franky punched the sandbag away.

"It's up to you. I'm interested in money, but only if I can stay in this position. What do you think, Frankie?"

George didn't say anything more, put on his hat, and walked out of this place that looked like a run-down factory.

"Damn it!" Frankie looked at George's back, gritted his teeth, and decided to go again tomorrow.

Although George's words were threatening him both inside and outside, George was right. As long as he is still in this position, money is alive!

……

The next day.

Jingle Bell……

"Hey?"

"Okay, let him come up."

After hanging up the phone, Yin Gao smiled slightly and thought to himself, I didn't expect that after being low-key for so many years, someone would still be so wary of her?
  I am cautious, it seems that the new superintendent is not all Nick's kind.

As soon as I made a pot of tea, I heard the crisp footsteps of high heels.

Yin Lao looked up and saw a woman in business attire and glasses walking over with a tall black man.

dong dong.

The woman knocked on the door: "Chairman, Mr. French is here."

"Okay, go and do your work."

Yin Lao stood up, walked forward with a smile, and then said to Franky in English, "I'm really sorry, Mr. Franky, I had something important to deal with a few days ago and I was not in Xiangjiang. They all told me Sorry, I kept you waiting for a long time."

When Frankie saw Yin Gao, he was obviously stunned, but he quickly recovered, stretched out his palm as big as a cattail leaf fan, and shook hands with Yin Gao.

He did not expect that as one of the richest men in Xiangjiang, he would be such a young "Mr. Yin".

Although Yin Gao is now in his thirties, he doesn't look old. It's just his beard that makes him look very mature. But in Franky's eyes, to be able to bring the group to this point, he must be a mature man. An old man in his fifties or sixties, right?
  "No need to say sorry, Mr. Yin. In fact, I didn't make an appointment in advance. This is my problem." Franky had a smile on his face, and he didn't know whether it was true or not.

Yin Ga also smiled lightly and said: "Please sit down, Mr. French, and taste our Chinese tea."

"Oh, I like this scent." Franky said very "excitedly".

But really, he just likes to drink coffee.

"I don't know, Mr. Frankie, why are you looking for me?" Yin Lao put down the tea cup and asked with a smile.

Franky felt that although he had waited in vain for several days, this Chinese seemed to be easy to talk to, and when he saw him, he quickly apologized. His attitude was still very good, and he was as obedient as other Chinese people. As long as he gave them For money, they can fight to death in the arena!
  "Is such that."

Franky said confidently, "I plan to invest in a project in Mong Kok. The current land of Zhiren Primary School is very suitable. It's just that this is Yin's land and I want to buy it."

"Oh?"

Yin Gao pretended to be interested, and then asked, "I wonder, Mr. French, how much do you plan to spend?"

When Frankie heard this, he knew there was something interesting!

So he stretched out two fingers and said in broken Chinese: "Woo counts to Brother Zhe."

(End of this chapter)