Island Tycoon

Chapter 47 Huang Jing's Plan

"You!!!" Jiang Zhiqiang was so angry that he dropped a donkey and cursed: "If you have the ability, continue to follow."

"Not following this time." These words made Jiang Zhiqiang somewhat relieved, but the next words almost didn't make him flip the table.Ye Jingcheng said two words: "I dare."

"You're lucky." Ye Jingcheng touched another Nan and said, "Let's try again."

At this time, Chen Baixiang swallowed, and asked cautiously: "Ah Cheng, you are doing three dark engravings, right?"

It doesn't matter if Ye Jingcheng eats chicken wings every time, if he can still make such a big hand, then they don't have to live.There are eighteen times in the three dark engravings, twenty becomes forty, forty becomes eighty, eighty becomes one hundred and sixteen...

"Huh!" Ye Jingcheng looked at the cards he drew, and then at the cards in his hand, there was no doubt that it was another kong.

At this time, Huang Jing wiped the cold sweat from her forehead with a towel, and asked, "Ah Cheng, you are not eighteen arhats, are you?"

Sixteen fan is already exaggerated enough, eighteen Arhats is the highest fan number in island country mahjong, with a full 88 fan.

"It wouldn't be so coincidental would it?"

"Aren't you barking again?"

Seeing that Ye Jingcheng got another card, the other three became very nervous.It wasn't until Ye Jingcheng put the cards in that everyone relaxed.

On the other hand, Zhong Chuhong, who was beside Ye Jingcheng, counted Ye Jingcheng's cards and asked, "Ah Cheng, can you draw yourself now?"

puff--

The three people who thought they had escaped, the old blood spurted out immediately.Being able to touch you by yourself is pushing cards. This is to make them feel what it means to think of heaven or hell?
"I'm sorry, I've touched eighteen arhats myself." Ye Jingcheng called that one shy.

Although the multiplier does not count the fan, but the 88 fan is multiplied by [-], in other words, everyone loses...

Before everyone could figure it out, Jiang Zhiqiang threw the mahjong in his hand onto the table, cursing and yelling: "Fuck the street, stop playing!"

"Qiang Boy, your brand is so poor, who will play cards with you in the future." Immediately, Chen Baixiang condemned Jiang Zhiqiang.The mahjong that Jiang Zhiqiang threw just now almost bounced to Huang Xingxiu who was beside him, but fortunately he was protected in time.

Jiang Zhiqiang was unnaturally stared at, so he had no choice but to slow down his temper. After he calmed down a little, he said, "I won't fight anymore, I want to hit you guys."

"Fat Boy Jing, what's the matter with you? I'll go first." Jiang Zhiqiang has a bad temper, but he's not a fool either.

Huang Jing glanced at Ye Jingcheng, only to see the latter shook his head lightly, Huang Jing replied: "It's nothing, you can go back first, be careful on the way."

Liang Zhenni wanted to stay a little longer, but Ye Jingcheng brought a female companion tonight, so she would not be able to send her back later, so she had no choice but to leave with Jiang Zhiqiang.

As soon as the two left, Ye Jingcheng was dragged to the kitchen by Huang Jing and asked, "Ah Cheng, what do you think of Jiang Zhiqiang?"

Ye Jingcheng replied without hesitation: "One second generation ancestor."

"No, I'm asking if he can help us put our film on Broadway theaters?" Huang Jing quickly corrected.

Ye Jingcheng asked back: "Looking at how bad he is, do you think his family will listen to his opinion?"

In fact, Huang Jing and Jiang Zhiqiang were not familiar with each other. The other party knew Chen Baixiang through betting on horses, and then he met such a person through Chen Baixiang. Regarding the evaluation given by Ye Jingcheng, he agreed with both feet.

Huang Jing was speechless for a moment, and there was no need to say the answer.With Jiang Zhiqiang's current personality, let alone let his family listen to his opinions, he might not even have the right to intervene in the theater business.

"Then what should we do now? This film will be finished in two or three days, so we can't keep procrastinating?" Huang Jing looked very anxious.He also suggested: "Why don't we first agree with Sixth Aunt about the low power, let this movie be released first, and as for the dividends of the previous movie, we can talk about it after Sixth Uncle comes back?"

About Ye Jingcheng's conversation with Fang Yihua in the morning, Huang Jing got a general idea over the phone, so she was anxious to find a way to solve the problem, and even put her hope on a prodigal like Jiang Zhiqiang.

If there is really no other way, the only way is to apologize to Fang Yihua.After all, there is no one who does not bow his head under the eaves.

"Are you telling me a joke? That eighth woman clearly wanted to swallow the dividends of our last play. Now it's time for me to admit my mistake? I'm not that cheap yet."

Ye Jingcheng didn't believe that what Fang Yihua said was just a joke, since she said it, it proved that she had this idea, and if she dared to do this, it proved that she was not afraid of Shao Yifu's blame when he came back.

What's more, Shao Yifu's position is unknown, and things may not get better when he comes back.

"Wait for me to deal with this matter. Don't worry about whatever news you hear in the past few days." Ye Jingcheng's attitude was very tough, and he didn't give Huang Jing any rebuttals at all.

For this matter, he already has a rough plan.Now just wait for the other party's next move, if he guesses correctly, it will be a good opportunity.

The two were in the mood for arguing about this matter, and they stopped playing mahjong after they came out.After sitting in the living room for half an hour, without saying a word, Ye Jingcheng took Zhong Chuhong back first.

In the car, Zhong Chuhong leaned on Ye Jingcheng's shoulder and asked, "Ah Cheng, your face was always dark just now, did Brother Jing say something to you?"

"Old problem, that Fang Yihua not only wants to delay the movie's release date, but now also wants to eat up the dividends from my last movie." Ye Jingcheng didn't hide anything.

"No way! Is that too much?" Zhong Chuhong looked annoyed. The overseas box office of a film is at least several times that of this Fu.In other words, with Fang Yihua's current actions, Ye Jingcheng's dividends of at least three to four million yuan have been evaporated.

Ye Jingcheng looked unhappy, he didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, so he said: "Don't talk about this, are you hungry?"

"Hungry, but...I'm afraid of getting fat."

Zhong Chuhong was a little embarrassed, she was not a picky eater, and this habit resulted in a better appetite than ordinary people.Zhong Chuhong did not have this condition before, but now she basically has three meals in the morning, lunch and dinner, plus a lot of supper.

Ye Jingcheng gave her a very meaningful look, just as the other party was about to swing a powder fist.He hurriedly asked the driver to stop at the snack street not far from home, sat down at a nearby food stall, and ordered a few random dishes to satisfy his stomach.

Ye Jingcheng couldn't whet his appetite, so he ordered half a dozen beers and watched Zhong Chuhong eat while drinking.Zhong Chuhong showed some rude manners, but in his eyes it was so pleasing to the eye.

"What are you looking at?" Seeing Ye Jingcheng's obscene smile, Zhong Chuhong asked.

"Look at the pretty girls."

These words made Zhong Chuhong feel very unnatural, and took a few more mouthfuls of food, Zhong Chuhong put down her chopsticks and said, "Ha! You still watch, and I won't eat any more."

Ye Jingcheng winked at her and said, "Then don't eat, I'll give you some nutrition when you get back."

"You!" Zhong Chuhong immediately remembered the absurd things she did in the company last time, she was not indifferent to that kind of 'nutrition'.So I looked too lazy to pay attention to your expression, then lowered my head and continued to eat.

After eating supper, Ye Jingcheng paid the bill and left.The two walked slowly under the moonlight hand in hand, but before the two had gone far, Zhong Chuhong said: "Oh."

Ye Jingcheng turned his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, my heel is broken." Zhong Chuhong muttered.

"Heels?"

Ye Jingcheng glanced down and found that Zhong Chuhong's feet were high on one side and low on the other.I have been thinking about problems today, but I didn't notice that Zhong Chuhong was wearing high heels.

"Don't you hate wearing high heels the most? Are you so excited today?" Ye Jingcheng asked.

"It's none of your business." Zhong Chuhong pouted.What's so strange about her wearing high heels by herself?Or is it that Zheng Wenya can wear high heels, but she can't?
Immediately, Ye Jingcheng ran to the front and squatted down, moved his hands back and motioned: "Come on."

"What?" Zhong Chuhong looked puzzled.

"I'll carry you on my back, or do you like me to hold you?"

"I don't care about it." Zhong Chuhong turned her head away for a few seconds, then took off her high heels embarrassingly, walked up embarrassingly, and then hugged the other party's neck tightly.

It's just that this action caused Ye Jingcheng to cough, and then complained: "Ahem, ahem... Auntie, please work harder, is this the rhythm to kill me?"

Zhong Chuhong hated her so much that she didn't knock the opponent's head with her high heels. This dead head knows how to create an atmosphere, and even more knows how to destroy the atmosphere.

"Drive—drive—" Along the way, Zhong Chuhong raised her hand unceremoniously, slapping on the flattery, urging the horse to run faster.

(End of this chapter)