Super money-making system

"Oh, Miss Moran, I'm sorry! You are not suitable for our company. I suggest you go to the island country for development. "

Lin Fei added an accent on the word "Miss" and said with a smile.

Mo LAN had a face of expectation and was full of disappointment.

Think of particularly loud "Miss" two words, Mo LAN hate and anger.

At this moment, Gu lanyue, standing beside Lin Fei, suddenly has the idea of calling out for luck.

If it's not for Ma Xiaotian's obedience to his pomegranate skirt and Lin Fei's way to Mo LAN, the fate waiting for her will be to get out of the entertainment circle.

"Brother Feng, get ready and buy Dadi advertising group."

Lin Fei looked at Feng Ke, clenched his fist and said in a cheering tone.

"Brother! Don't worry! I'll take care of it. "

Feng Ke replied confidently.

Mo LAN, who was extremely disappointed, heard that she was going to buy Dadi advertising group. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, as if she saw hope again.

"Those stars who are hidden by Pang Mingjian's rules and who have a bad reputation in the circle will all terminate their contracts. Money is not a problem."

Lin Fei seems to see through Mo Lan's mind, and adds a word without delay.

Mo Lan's just rising hope is broken in an instant.

Feng Ke nodded away, and the hall was quiet for a moment.

Tang Xiong in the room next to him is now a lonely man. He throws the teapot heavily on the big screen, and a stream of smoke rises in an instant.

I didn't expect that!

In any case, Tang Xiong didn't expect that Lin Fei had killed him three times in a row when he had set up a perfect situation. Not only did he fail, but everyone was sent to the police station.

With what he knows about them, it's hard for these people to come out again.

Sour!

Tang Xiong has a sour feeling now.

He even thought the police station was Lin Fei's family.

Zhu Difeng found himself and started the incident. Unexpectedly, after a turn, Zhu Difeng went in one by one, then Zhao Guoyong and Ding Zhihao, and then Pang Mingjian.

These people are No.1 People in Jiangnan City Circle, and everyone's energy is not small. Now they are out of the historical stage like autumn wind sweeping leaves.

Tang Xiong was standing in the room, worried for the first time.

Out?

It's very likely that you will also fail!

Not going out?

Think of Lin Fei to meet the first sentence is to want to be the president of the textile association, naked face, overbearing to grab, if so retreat, can really lose the whole body.

Just then, his mobile phone rings, and he Zhiping is on the phone. Thinking of his Oriental City and all kinds of famous brand clothes sold there, Tang Xiong seems to see hope again.

"He Dong, why do you suddenly remember to call me?"

Tang Xiong quickly calm down, try to use a calm tone.

"I want to ask President Tang for a favor."

"What's up? As long as we can, we can do it. "

Tang Xiong has a deep smile on his lips.

"Using your textile association to crack down on meizishuang group, Xiao Mengshan, that cheap woman, not only sent my son he Jie to prison, but also broke his engagement, which I hate to the bone."

Although Tang Xiong can't see he Zhiping at the other end, he can tell from his tone that he hates him to the bone.

Ha ha

"Don't worry, Mr. He. I just want to regularize the textile industry in Jiangnan City. I won't let you down."

"Really?"

He Zhiping was obviously a bit out of expectation.

"Why don't you come to the banquet hall of Haitian Yise hotel to see how I made meizishuang group withdraw from the textile industry of Jiangnan City?"

Tang Xiong is very domineering, but he has a stiff smile on his face.

However, he would not miss the knife when he thought of it.

"President Tang is going to show me a good play?"

He Zhiping immediately became interested.

"It's going to be a climax soon. I'm going to officially announce that I will expel them from the association and let all dealers cut off the supply of goods for them..."

"Good! I'll be right there

Before Tang Xiong finished, he Zhiping readily agreed.

Hang up the phone, Tang Xiong looked at the gradually darkened screen, heart secretly happy.

He made another call for insurance.

Five minutes later, Tang Xiong estimated that it was almost time. He opened the door and walked out slowly.

Tang Xiong, dressed in Tang Dynasty clothes and cloth shoes, walked slowly with a smile on his face. He had a strong self-confidence on his face, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

At the moment, in the hall, it's still very awkward.

Feng Ke, Ruo Xue and others have left. Lin Fei, Xiao Mengshan and Yu Nuo are still sitting there.

But Lin Fei said a joke from time to time, teasing yunnuo and Xiao Mengshan, drinking with Chen Hai, very comfortable.The suppliers of raw materials have never left. Many people secretly look at Lin Fei and want to curry favor with him, but they are hesitant when they think of Tang Xiong.

Just then, Tang Xiong appeared at the door.

Cough

Tang Xiong pretends to cough twice to attract people's attention.

According to the usual practice, his two coughs and his appearance will immediately be applause and compliments.

This time, however, it was quiet!

No one came up. Everyone stood in the same place and looked at Tang Xiong. They neither spoke nor stepped forward.

Tang Xiong's smiling face was embarrassed.

As the president of the textile association, Tang Xiong has long adopted the policy of "following the rules leads to survival" and "going against the rules leads to death". All the enterprises arranged by him are either closed down or swallowed up, and there is no good end. It is in this way that he set up wechat in Jiangnan Textile Association.

So that Tang Xiong developed a kind of arrogance in a high position for a long time, that is, when he saw some of the main leaders of Jiangnan City, he could talk and laugh, or even be welcomed personally.

Now, it's really a slap in the face to walk into the banquet hall organized by myself and see these entrepreneurs who can decide their fate with only one word. No one even talks to them or greets them.

Cough

Tang Xiong pretended to cough twice again, and his face became gloomy, trying to warn these people.

However, without waiting for these people to respond, voices have been heard in the room.

"I've eaten too much salt. Have you got enough?"

"Lin Shao, I think it's too much excrement, and my throat is full of excrement."

Chen Hai took Lin Fei's words.

"Maybe it's angry, man! It's the right way to live well. If you have nothing to do, you're always scheming against others. Don't you know if you've missed Qi Qi's life by all means of calculation? "

"Lin Shao is right! Some old people should have been waiting to go home. If you want me to say that, you should be the president of this Textile Association, handsome, romantic and talented. The most important thing is to be open and aboveboard. I don't want to use shady moves behind some people's backs. "

Chen Hai's Yunhai company has been angry with Tang Xiong for more than ten years, so it's disgusting from the bottom of his heart. Today, Lin Fei's performance has completely conquered Chen Hai. He sincerely hopes that Lin Fei will hit Tang Xiong in the face again.

It's a wonderful match.

Tang Xiong's ugly face is even worse this time.