The perfect future of rebirth

Today the investor and the director called everyone together, and they were about to ask them not to disclose any information to the reporters at the door, so as not to cause any trouble.

As a result, no one expected that a group of uninvited guests broke in.

"Whoever hit my sister, get out, let me break his leg!"

Zhao Fusheng's domineering voice sounded in the conference room, even Ye Jing and Zhang Qian who were beside him looked at him in surprise.

What is this guy doing?

In the conference room, after Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, it suddenly fell into silence.

Everyone was petrified, photographers, lighting, radio, scene notes, etc., all opened their mouths wide, completely at a loss.

Especially Wang Jing, who is the director, almost cried when he saw that familiar face.

He already knew the process of this matter, it was nothing more than two Hong Kong and Taiwan stars bullying others, secretly found the executive director, asked to change the play, and let the villain Wang Bochao be punished.

Even if he knew the reason afterwards, Wang Jing didn't think it was a big deal. This kind of thing is very common in Hong Kong Island's entertainment circle. Those big-name stars, which one has never been punished.

And this is still in the mainland, he is very sure that no one will come out to complain.

After all, at this time, the production team of Hong Kong Island in the mainland is equivalent to a living bodhisattva being enshrined.

As a result, Wang Jing suddenly felt that he should return to Hong Kong Island immediately, so that he might be able to save a leg!

"What kind of sheep are you?"

When Wang Jing was about to cry, someone stood up and blocked the gun for him.The one who spoke was a man in his early thirties, wearing a suit and speaking Hong Kong.

Zhao Fusheng glanced at the other party, glanced at the meeting room, and said lightly: "Let Xie Tingfeng and Zhang Weijian come to see me."

"Which one are you?" The Hong Kong boy frowned, obviously not knowing who Zhao Fusheng was.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled, ignored the other party at all, but looked at Wang Jing: "Director Wang, unexpectedly, we meet again."

Wang Jing stood up with a bitter face: "Zhao Sheng, I'm really sorry."

"There's nothing to be sorry about. This matter has nothing to do with you. I'm only looking for the person involved." Zhao Fusheng waved his hands, his expression indifferent: "I still say the same thing, let Xie Tingfeng and Zhang Weijian come to see me."

The more he was like this, the more Wang Jing complained in his heart.

Others don't know Zhao Fusheng's identity, but he knows it clearly. The two met once in Hong Kong Island. Time has passed. With the establishment of the Future Group, Wang Jing knows better than others what this Zhao Fusheng is like. people.

That's a big guy with a net worth of more than [-] million US dollars!

Although he is not considered the top rich man, the problem is that compared with him, he is more than enough, not to mention Zhang Weijian and Xie Tingfeng, even if the financial masters behind them come forward, Zhao Fusheng is just as worthy.

Originally, he thought that the future film and television company would not stand up for Yu Feihong, but he never expected that Zhao Fusheng, a tiger, would be alarmed.

At this moment, Wang Jing really wanted to catch Xie Tingfeng and Zhang Weijian, the two bad boys, and cursed: "I am old mother of Throwing Lei!"

Chapter 1238 Get Out!

Wang Jing wanted to scold someone now, but Zhao Fusheng didn't care about his reaction at all. He glanced at the Hong Kong Islander who asked about his identity, and Zhao Fusheng said, "Who are you?"

While talking, he looked at Wang Jing: "Director Wang, I'm not familiar with people in Hong Kong Island, can you introduce me?"

Wang Jing had a wry smile on his face, but he didn't dare not listen to Zhao Fusheng's words, because among the people present, except him, no one knew what kind of person this young man with a faint smile on his face was. .

"He's from Emperor, Xie Tingfeng's manager."

Wang Jing honestly introduced to Zhao Fusheng: "Zhao Sheng, listen to me, this is really a misunderstanding."

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

This sentence is very reasonable, among other things, with Zhao Fusheng's status as the chairman of the Future Group, Wang Jing knows very well that neither he nor Zhang Weijian and Xie Tingfeng can afford to offend others.

Even if Xie Tingfeng's mother, Golden Rooster Deborah, once danced with the gambling king, it was the same. This kind of new rising rich man, who is on the rise, can't sell the gambling king's face at all.

"Well, I got it." Zhao Fusheng glanced at the manager who also realized something was wrong at this moment, and said calmly: "Do me a favor, let Zhang Weijian and Xie Tingfeng come to see me, otherwise, I will let me The people called from room to room."

As he spoke, Zhang Qian, who was standing behind him, waved his hands, and a group of black suits who were following them appeared at the door.

"Don't, don't, don't!" Of course, Wang Jing couldn't let Zhao Fusheng's people do it, so he quickly pulled the manager over, and after whispering a few words, when the manager raised his head again, the expression on his face was quite surprised, although He was very reluctant, but he hurried out through the back door with the other two.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, not in a hurry, he walked slowly to a chair and sat down.

In Journey to the West, the story of holding a gourd and calling someone's name to put someone in it can also reflect the characteristics of Chinese culture, especially the culture of names.This story is unlikely to happen in a country like Spain.For example: Picasso's full name is: Pablo.Diego.Heather.Sandiago.Francisco.De.Paula.Stay safe.Nipomocheno.Crispignano.De.Ross.Remedios.Ciporiano.De.pull.Sandy Sima.Trinidad.Maria.Parisio.Crito.Ruiz.Blasco.picasso.

Just imagine, the king of silver horns held the gourd and said, "Do you dare to promise when I call you?"Picasso: You call it.So the silver horn: Pablo.Diego.Heather.Santiago.Francisco.Germany.Paula.Ju An... Forget it, let's go.

But no matter what, Zhao Fusheng is very clear about the shadow of a famous tree. With Wang Jing's intelligence, he knows how to do multiple-choice questions.

"Fusheng..." Ye Jing quietly walked to Zhao Fusheng's side and asked in a low voice.

He was worried that Zhao Fusheng would act violently because he was too angry.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled and shook his head lightly: "Don't worry, nothing will happen to me."

This is what he said from the heart, after all, his identity is there, if Zhao Fusheng is really made to scold and fight with others like a punk, he will not be able to do that kind of degrading thing.

Soon, Xie Tingfeng and Zhang Weijian, accompanied by assistants and managers, came to the meeting room.

The manager obviously told them Zhao Fusheng's identity in advance, so when the two of them came in, although they looked rebellious, they didn't speak.

"Zhao Sheng, this is Tingfeng, this is Ajian." Wang Jing introduced Zhao Fusheng with a smile on his face.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, looked at the two celebrities who he had seen on the screen several times in his previous life, and said flatly: "Well, these two idiots hurt my sister? Director Wang What's going on in the circle, this kind of young idiot can be a star, I think it's not as good as our company's security."

Everyone was startled, thinking that Zhao Fusheng would utter bad words, but no one expected that this guy would not give Xie Tingfeng and Zhang Weijian any face.

And the two people on the opposite side, after hearing these very unfriendly words, behaved differently.Xie Tingfeng's facial muscles twisted slightly, obviously very angry.Zhang Weijian was also very angry, but he was obviously suppressing himself.

After all, Xiao Xie is young and does not have such a deep city mansion, and this Zhang Weijian obviously has some city mansion.

Zhao Fusheng smiled lightly, but recalled a post he had read, probably the content was the memory of a mainland actor who had worked with Zhang Weijian.

In short, two words: smart.

He is said to be smart because this guy is very clear about who he is. He will respect those who are stronger than him, but he will not pay attention to those who are not as good as him.

To put it simply, this kind of person may change his face anytime and anywhere, and his ancestors are likely to have the skill of changing faces in Sichuan opera.

In fact, this is also very normal, after all, he is an old fritter in the circle, who knows who can be messed with and who can't be messed with.

For example, Wang Bochao, a mainland actor, in Zhang Weijian's eyes, is something that he can play for nothing. In other words, this kind of attack on the street, even if you hit ten, it doesn't matter.

But Yu Feihong is different, he is quite a well-known actor in the mainland, and more importantly, Zhang Weijian knows very well that he is not someone who can alert the rich man like the chairman of the future group to come to his door to question him.