Island Tycoon

Chapter 234 Black Child
After walking out of Los Angeles International Airport, Ye Jingcheng and Zhu Baoyi found a nearby hotel.He really didn't need to find a place to stay. Hollywood and the airport are also located in the suburbs of Los Angeles, so the distance between the two cannot be far.

What's more, Ye Jingcheng didn't plan to stay longer this time, and would spend at most two or three days doing some research.Of course he wants to take a few bites of the big cake in North America, but he also needs to have enough capital.

The funds required for investment are second. The problem is that the relationships, resources, labor, etc. involved in it all immediately exposed his poor background.The most important point is that if he wants to set foot in the North American market, he needs a trusted spokesperson who is capable enough to act for him.

And the only person under Ye Jingcheng who understands the North American market is Jiang Zhiqiang, who is in charge of the company's film distribution.This second generation ancestor can do things well, but it is only limited to distribution.

But what Ye Jingcheng needs is an all-around talent who has management, personnel, administration, finance, etc., and one person can take on the burden of the entire company.This person is destined to be a land worm here, otherwise he would not be able to pass the level of connections alone.So even if there is a suitable candidate, it will take a long time to observe.

Putting these future problems aside first, because he wants to understand the situation in Hollywood, he still needs an expert to lead.And Jiang Zhiqiang is still negotiating about the distribution in China and Europe, and it will take two to three days to get there.

So during the next few days of free time, should I first guide the beautiful girls around me?Ye Jingcheng took a look at Zhu Baoyi. The girl always smiled, and there was always a feeling of physical and mental pleasure when people saw it.

Sensing Ye Jingcheng's weird gaze, Zhu Baoyi touched his face and asked, "Ye Sheng, is there something on my face?"

"No." Shaking his head, Ye Jingcheng argued, "It's like this when I think about it, and there are some beautiful places in my eyes."

Zhu Baoyi showed a bit of shyness, everyone liked to hear nice words, and asked, "Then... where shall we go next?"

"Let's go to Billy Hua Mountain for a stroll first. I heard that the scenery over there is pretty good." Ye Jingcheng turned around and said after reaching out to hail a taxi.

Zhu Baoyi followed into the car without thinking, and couldn't help asking: "Look at the scenery? Ye Sheng, aren't you here to discuss business?"

"Did I say to come over to discuss business?"

Seeing Zhu Baoyi folded his hands in front of his chest with a look on his face, why did you ask me to come if you don't talk about business?Ye Jingcheng quickly changed his subject and said, "Okay, I'm here to discuss business, but not today. This matter has to wait for Jiang Zhiqiang to lead the way. He can't come because he has something to do, and it will take a day or two before he can come over."

Zhu Baoyi was relieved when he heard such an answer.She knew that Jiang Zhiqiang was responsible for helping the company find overseas distribution, and she hadn't met him after hearing the rumors, so it could be seen that Jiang Zhiqiang was really busy.

"Emily, you are such a pretty girl, have you ever thought about becoming a celebrity?" Ye Jingcheng changed the subject without lingering on the business topic.

"Ye Sheng, you better not call me that." Thinking of the boss in front of him, Zhu Baoyi said softly, "I seldom use my English name, and I'm not very used to being called that."

She definitely wants to be a star. The question is, in this environment, is Ye Jingcheng really just a casual topic?Don't pretend that I really don't know anything.

"Then should I call you Baoyi, or Xiaoyi is more appropriate?" Ye Jingcheng said ambiguously.

"Ye Sheng, my friends always call me A Bao." Zhu Baoyi was not used to the other party's enthusiasm.

"A Bao is very nice." Ye Jingcheng guided again: "You don't have to move the company's routine, you treat me like a boss. I don't know how serious I am as a boss, and I can't integrate into the interaction of subordinates at all. circle."

Zhu Baoyi exclaimed far-fetchedly: "Brother Ye..."

Ye Jingcheng smiled and said, "Brother Cheng, isn't that nice? You must be called Brother Ye?"

Zhu Baoyi was a little speechless from the uproar, and finally could only follow the other party's wishes.

Not long after, the two came to Beverly Hills.Compared with later generations, there are many fewer commercial buildings in Bilivar Mountain, and even some buildings were completed decades ago.

The only thing to watch is that it adopts a staggered layout in planning. From a distance, the entire building complex is undulating and well-proportioned, forming a perfect skyline.

Although there are many celebrities and wealthy businessmen gathered here, in terms of business, it is far inferior to downtown Los Angeles.To say that the most golden commercial location is the Beverly Hills Hotel, a landmark building covering an area of ​​12 acres.

After some browsing, Ye Jingcheng and Zhu Baoyi came to the Beverly Hills Hotel, planning to settle their lunch here.I just didn't expect to ask at the front desk to know that to eat in this restaurant, you need to make an appointment at least three or ten minutes in advance.

Ye Jingcheng looked at his watch and thought that instead of waiting here for half an hour, he might as well find a restaurant nearby.

So, the two found an open-air restaurant and sat down, ordering a few local dishes casually.

Out of curiosity, Ye Jingcheng also ordered a whole roast turkey, which seemed to take up half of the table when it was served.Of course, there are also reasons why the table itself is not big, but the size of the turkey is indeed big enough.

And just as they were eating, a black man about twelve or three years old in hip-hop style clothing came over.After some gestures and dancing, he asked Ye Jingcheng, "Dude, do you want to feel the tunes from America?"

Ye Jingcheng first glanced at Zhu Baoyi, who then shook his head at him and continued to drink the corn soup on the table.First of all, this black man is singing here, I don't know if he has the permission of the restaurant, and secondly, she doesn't like this kind of frothing songs.

Ye Jingcheng became interested in this black man, and asked in concise English: "howmuch."

The black man and Ye Jingcheng bumped their arms, and introduced familiarly: "One dollar per song, how about it buddy, is it cheap enough?"

Looking at his wallet, Ye Jingcheng took out a twenty dollar bill and handed it to the black man.

"Brother, I don't have any change for you here." The black man looked at it and said with a little bluff: "Or are you going to sing me dumb?"

Hearing Zhu Baoyi's translation, Ye Jingcheng smiled and asked her to convey, "You don't need to change, and I don't want to sing you dumb, as long as you sing a song that is not so dynamic."

"Well..." The black man saw that it was US dollars, and it would be a lie to say that he was not tempted.In normal times, I may not have so much income in a week.

(End of this chapter)