Genius commoner

Chapter 727 I'm in trouble

Capital City, Longmai Clubhouse.

This is a hot spring club with an investment of [-] million yuan. The decoration is magnificent and beautiful. The parking lot is full of various luxury cars and sports cars. Security, patrolling with walkie-talkies and iron rods, the security is very strict, after all, there are a lot of stars here, and the people in and out of the entertainment circle are all famous and famous.

Today, there are many more black-clothed men in Longmai Club than in the past. All of them are wearing sunglasses with ruthless expressions. The patrolling policemen turn a blind eye to abnormal situations. It can be said that they are used to it. Everyone who is familiar with it knows that they occupy [-]% of the entertainment in Longshuo. The channel’s Qijing Film and Television, the youngest of the Zhou family, came here to soak in stars and hot springs as usual.

Only when he comes here will the lineup be so strong.

These days, channels are often king. No matter how good something is, it needs to be sold through channels to be converted into red banknotes. Qijing Film and Television not only has a large number of brokerage companies, contracted artists, and various games, each city also has its own theaters. Online, there are also well-known media on the Internet. In Longshuo, Qijing Film and Television can be said to be a big money maker.

Zhou Yungui, the major shareholder of Qijing Film and Television, also made a lot of money because of this. His family wealth is not as good as the famous three horses and one dragon, but in mainland China, the top twenty richest people must have the status of Zhou's family, which also makes Longmai Club become a lot of money. A place where celebrities gather, besides having enough privacy, they all hope that one day they will bump into Zhou's family and their celebrity status will explode.

Someone once compared the Zhou family to the Xiang family of Huanyue in order to highlight the status of the Zhou family, but insiders knew that the Zhou family was much richer than the Xiang family.

At this moment, in the hot spring pool with the fragrance of milk, two men wearing only swimming shorts are lying on a white bench and chatting. One is in his 30s, a little fat, with a bulging belly, and the other is 26. He should often go to the gym and has a strong body. The eight-pack abs are clearly visible, and behind them, two bikini actresses are carefully massaging them.

Further back, a row of macho men in suits and sunglasses stood upright, majestic and majestic. At first glance, they looked like soldiers.

"Young Master Zhou, I am very angry, no, it is Young Master Quan who is very angry."

A slightly bald and well-fed man in his 30s held a glass of red wine, touched the gauze on his head and the scratches on his face, looked at the young man who was a few years younger than him and said, "I'm here to give you money from Qijing Film and Television, let You are fully authorized to represent all the copyrights of "Descendants of the White Tiger", including movies, books, games, and commodities, all of which are packaged for you."

His voice was low and deep: "The descendants of the white tiger are very popular in Longshuo. As of yesterday, the number of fans exceeded 200 million. If these people turn into customers, how much profit they will bring to you, Young Master Zhou should have a good idea. The protagonist has been stained with blood. A piece of gauze can fetch a sky-high price of [-], and a female fan even offered [-] million for that set of military uniform."

"You have the full power to represent the descendants. If you don't earn a pig's head, I'm afraid it will be too much for the heavens."

This person was Song Dajie who was injured by Ye Zixuan, and his eyes were full of hatred: "But I cooperated with you so sincerely and gave you money, but when the team was patrolling the city tower to promote, it was caught by a The cynics were all over the place, not only ruining our well-planned propaganda, but also almost knocking me off to God."

"See if there are any wounds on my head or marks on my face, it's what was left when that bastard knocked me over."

Song Dajie changed the subject: "That kid is certainly hateful, but you are also responsible for the lack of protection. Young Master Quan is even more furious about this. Now he has great doubts about your ability. You can't even protect me well. How can you have full power? Representing our copyright and protecting our interests? He said, you must explain and explain this matter."

"Otherwise, stop the cooperation between the two parties and switch to another company to cooperate with us. You must know that Sweet Potato Film and Television really wants this agency right."

The young man with chest and abdominal muscles was not flustered, and maintained a calm and calm manner: "Mr. Song, don't be angry. I, Zhou Chenchao, first expressed my regret for the accident in the morning, and I also want to say sorry to you. We really did not make enough arrangements. The poor protection ruined the well-prepared publicity, and caused Mr. Song to be injured. I am really sorry for this.”

"But what I want to say is that it was really just an accident."

The young man said lightly: "We are old friends who have cooperated for many years. When I worked hard in Hollywood, I was also taken care of by Mr. Song several times. Treat you as a confidant and friend, and hope that Mr. Song will give us a chance to make up for it."

He lowered his head and took a sip of the red wine, with a profound smile: "Besides, it is far more comfortable and reassuring to cooperate with acquaintances than outsiders. Qijing Film and Television has cooperated with Mr. Song more than once. Which time did Mr. Song lose his share? You and They are definitely not as generous as we are for negotiating with sweet potatoes, why should Mr. Song harm others and benefit himself for the sake of one breath?"

Song Dajie snorted coldly: "But Young Master Quan is really disappointed in you."

The word "Quan Shao", he deliberately emphasized the tone.

"I know, but I hope that Mr. Song will say a few words and let Quan give him a chance. This is a check for 500 million, which is Zhou Chenchao's kindness."

He snapped his fingers, and a girl brought a tray with a check written earlier and a VIP room card, and he added in a calm voice: "This is the room card of Longmai Club [-], I know Mr. Song is very interested in Miss Fan, so he communicated with her personally, and she is willing to have dinner with you tonight."

"I think Mr. Song, there will be a good night, and all the pain will dissipate in gentleness."

Hearing Zhou Chenchao's words, Song Dajie's eyes immediately brightened, and then saw the former's sincere addition: "In addition, I will re-plan today's publicity plan, for a week at most, to ensure that it will be more powerful and attractive. More fans will participate, and at the same time, I will use my relationship to find out the kid who caused the accident and give him a good beating."

Song Dajie glanced at the check. Although it was not short of the money, it was still a considerable sum. With the thoughtful arrangement of the room card, the sincerity of the Zhou family was enough. He waved his hand to ask the assistant to accept it, and then looked at Zhou Chenchao. A faint smile: "Okay, I will give Zhou Shao face and try my best to persuade Quan Shao that the agency is still yours."

"I just hope that Zhou Shao will do what he says, let Miss Fan have dinner tonight, and the most important thing is to find that kid and kick him."

Zhou Chenchao let out a burst of hearty laughter: "Don't worry, Mr. Song, I have copied his license plate, and I have a friend in the criminal investigation team, and I will find him soon. Don't worry, I will take a kneeling session before breaking his leg." Begging for mercy video, or live broadcast to give you bad breath, we are friends, please trust your good friend."

"Very well, come on, cheers."

The pain on Song Dajie's face was reduced by two points. After clinking glasses, he drank the top-quality red wine in the goblet: "I wish us a happy cooperation!"

Zhou Chenchao responded with a smile: "It's a happy cooperation."

An hour later, Song Dajie walked out of the Longmai Club surrounded by his assistants and bodyguards, bent down and got into the Mercedes-Benz car prepared for him by Zhou Chenchao, the cold wind blew his hair, his gloomy and contented face was fully revealed, and gradually disappeared in the Song Dajie motorcade Finally, Zhou Chenchao leaned on a balcony on the second floor of the clubhouse, drinking the red wine in his glass casually:

"Damn it! When I get on Quan Xiangguo's line one day, I kick Song Dajie out."

A check, a female star, plus miscellaneous entertainment, Zhou Chenchao spent more than [-] million on Song Dajie.

Just as Zhou Chenchao drank the red wine in his glass in one gulp, the burly man who had been in contact with Ye Zixuan walked in hastily: "We found him."

Zhou Chenchao said calmly: "Wang Tai, bring more brothers, and then call Police Officer Liu and the others, as well as Ms. Gao and several witnesses."

"Come with me to deal with that kid, and at the same time let the public relations department and the propaganda department prepare to stir up this incident at any time."

His eyes flickered with the viciousness of a businessman: "I will get back ten times what I lost, and I will make the news headlines for three days."

The burly man nodded: "Understood."

At this time, Ye Zixuan was in a laboratory of the Beijing Hospital. From Wei's house, after lunch and chatting until two o'clock, Ye Zixuan got up to say goodbye, so as not to disturb Wei Zhanguo and sister-in-law's lunch break, but he didn't go home immediately , Ye Gong's disciples sent news that the medicine dregs that were taken for testing had been analyzed in all sevens and eighties, but something was stuck.

I don't know whether it's because the doctor's level is limited, or the ingredients in the medicine dregs are too mysterious. The hospital didn't give the result as expected. Ye Zixuan just went in the wrong direction and went directly to the hospital to do his work. He wanted to use the hospital's equipment to analyze the medicine by himself. The stuff in the dregs, and see what the difference is with the medicine I prepared.

This test lasted for three hours. At 05:30, Ye Zixuan took out the report he had analyzed. Looking at the ingredients of the medicine on it, Ye Zixuan couldn't help but sigh with emotion. More than a dozen trace amounts of medicinal powder were added to maximize the effect of the medicine, and it also made Wei Zhanguo recover amazingly.

In other words, the Wei family has an expert who is not inferior to his own medical skills.

"With such a master of medicine, why do you need a doctor and me to help?"

Confusion flickered in Ye Zixuan's eyes, and he was a bit puzzled by Wei Zhanguo's approach. Did he want to test his medical skills, or did he want to witness his coma by himself so that he could do other things during this time?He was a little inclined towards the latter, but Wei Zhanguo was poisoned and his wound was dehydrated, this bitter trick was too hard to avoid.

But no matter what, Ye Zixuan knew a little more about Wei Zhanguo, this guy is really not simple, and there are medical masters by his side, who would be who?

Just as he was thinking about it, Ye Zixuan's cell phone rang, and while he was walking outside, he put on a bluetooth headset to answer the call, and soon a familiar voice came with a burst of laughter: "Young Master Ye, Good afternoon, long time no see, I heard that you returned to Beijing a few days ago, I wonder if you are free tonight? Have a meal together?"

Song Forbidden City.

Ye Zixuan heard the voice of Song Jincheng, and couldn't help being stunned. He thought that the case of Song Boren and Huanyue would completely torn his fragile friendship with Song Jincheng, but he didn't expect that he would take the initiative to fight Ye Zixuan was somewhat surprised by the phone call to treat himself to dinner, and replied with a wry smile:
"Song Shao, good afternoon, tonight,,,"

Before Ye Zixuan finished speaking, he walked to the entrance of the hospital hall, and more than a dozen jeeps whizzed by in his field of vision, all of which were of the same model as the four forklift jeeps he knocked over, all of which were lying in front of the hall. Stairs, the car door opened, and more than 30 men with big arms and round waists came out, all wearing Hanhuangnan military uniforms and berets.

They were all wearing sunglasses, and they were the descendants of the White Tiger's Hanhuang army costume. Walking in the front was a young man who was nearly 1.8 meters tall, with a tall and straight body and an arrogant face.

On both sides of him, a man and a woman, Ye Zixuan knew all of them, one was a burly man who had dealt with before, and the other was a beautiful woman who smashed a camera.

I didn't expect to come to the door so quickly and block it so accurately. It seems that Qijing Film and Television has a bit of ability.

Before he got rid of them, these people came to his door instead, Ye Zixuan's mouth twitched a little, and then he smiled at Song Jincheng:
"Song Shao, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat dinner. I'm in trouble at the Beijing hospital."

(End of this chapter)