MTL - Back To 2005-Chapter 1294 compensate

  Chapter 1294 Compensation

   "..."

The expected question, after a few seconds of silence, Ruan Chenghai gave a plan: "Backdoor listing is a matter of seeing it through but not telling it. With the current financial situation of Wuyou Technology, it will definitely be fake. This is an inevitable thing. If Can pierce that layer of window paper before they go public..."

   This plan was originally not within the scope of Ruan Chenghai's plan. He originally wanted to use that handle to control Jing Wuyou, and then completely control the economic lifeline of the Yu family's big house, and turn himself into the master.

  Nowadays, with Zhou Anan, a young rich man, cooperating with him, Ruan Chenghai had no choice but to show this nirvana in order to win the trust of the other party.

  Undoubtedly, if the old men of the Yu family knew that Jing Wuyou had violated the family taboo, they would definitely make an example of him, and even the eldest son of the Yu family would not dare to come forward to protect him.

   "Mr. Ruan's strategy is really grand, I admire it."

  After hearing Ruan Chenghai's idea, Zhou Anan toasted in admiration.

   Sure enough, the friend who knows the enemy best is the friend of the enemy.

  In these years, Jing Wuyou has been following Ruan Chenghai to take advantage of the east wind, earning hundreds of millions. Ruan Chenghai definitely knows him better than himself.

   Originally, he was still planning to wait for the opportunity. Hearing Ruan Chenghai's analysis, the opportunity was close at hand.

  According to the information he obtained earlier, Wuyou Technology's acquisition of the shell of a listed company has entered the final approval stage, and Jing Wuyou also distributed a lot of original shares as favors to many wealthy second generations.

   The arrow is on the string, and I have to send it.

   At that time, Wuyou Technology’s listing plan suddenly ran aground, and the only offenders were Jing Wuyou and the coal boss who were locked in a small dark room. Zhou Anan didn’t know anything about it.

   "Mr. Zhou was joking."

  Although the other party's words contained honorifics, Ruan Chenghai could hear a strong sense of irony, and he was annoyed but did not change his face.

  No way, the opponent's strength is much stronger than him now, and he even put his biggest weakness in the opponent's hands in order to escape.

  A real man must learn to endure.

  However, judging by the appearance of the other party, it will be difficult for Miss Yu Jialiu to come out in a short time. He needs to find another entry point to make himself a part of the Yu family.

  The eldest lady must be excluded, so only the eldest daughter of the four-bedroom son-in-law is left. It seems that she is still studying in university abroad.

   "Mr. Ruan, we have a chance to meet again."

   "Okay, see you again, Mr. Zhou."

   "President Ruan, have you ever loved a second woman in your life?"

   Just as Ruan Chenghai was about to go out, Zhou Anan, who was sitting there, suddenly asked.

"No."

   Almost without any hesitation, Ruan Chenghai replied subconsciously. After being stunned for two seconds, he simply left without turning around.

"interesting."

  From the other party's reaction, Zhou An'an got the information he needed and couldn't help but smile.

   Between the two, they may not be rivals for the time being, but they will definitely not become friends.

   "Go to the teahouse."

  Getting into the Rolls-Royce, Zhou An'an recalled the scene of the chat just now, there was nothing missing, and settled another concern.

  Ten minutes later, Zhou Anan had a belated afternoon tea in a tea restaurant.

   When I left, there was a little more water and a little black residue in the trash can next to the table.

  At dusk in Hong Kong City, the promenade near the Avenue of Stars is full of tourists and citizens coming and going, as well as several small teams of roadshow artists.

  The sky was a bit dark, and it looked like it was going to rain. Zhou Anan, who was holding Qinglan coffee, walked alone, feeling a rare comfort.

  Looking at those immature young girls, Zhou Anan commented leisurely from the bottom of his heart.

  Many of these teams are interns from entertainment companies. They come out to practice and exercise their sense of performing arts. Managers will also judge the debut index of their artists from the performance of passers-by.

   Most of them have no bright future.

  Many years later, after a certain audio and video became popular, these street performer interns can still get a little more rewards.

  Now, naturally, you won’t put an iron fist on the ground, that’s an insult to art.

   "Azure is waiting for Misty Rain, and I'm waiting for you."

   Unknowingly, Zhou Anan walked to a corner and heard some familiar tones coming from the speaker next to him.

  Looking towards the sound, I saw a beautiful woman in a cheongsam standing in front of the microphone singing like a fairy flower left in the world.

   She sang Jay Chou's songs so-so, but because of his attractive appearance and figure, many tourists stopped to watch, and some picked up their cameras and pressed the shutter frequently.

   That flower of wealth and wealth in the world looks really outstanding with the cheongsam, and it compares with the young girls next to it.

   Even Zhou Anan, a well-tested young man, stood aside and watched for a few minutes, unconsciously flashing a certain TV series starring the other party and full of high-energy cheongsam in his mind.

  Compared to that TV series, the rich and noble flowers in the world today are a little less mature and charming, and a little more youthful and sweet, each with its own merits.

"thank you all."

   After singing the song, Jin Ke, who felt pretty good about herself, bent down to thank her. The curved cheongsam propped up on her upper body made many older uncles' blood pressure rise.

  High blood pressure is one thing, but the speed of pressing the shutter cannot be slow at all.

   "Sister Jin, you sing really well. When we were on the road show before, we never had so many audiences."

   Packing up her things, a young girl complimented her with a smile full of desire for fame.

  Although this little-known Miss Jin is from the Mainland, she came to Hong Kong City to participate in film promotion, which is 10,000 times stronger than their interns who have not yet debuted.

  It doesn’t matter if you can’t sing well, in the entertainment industry, as long as you look good enough, you can be a vase and be sought after by thousands of people.

   "It's not as good as you say, I'm just an amateur."

   Jin Ke didn't take this polite flattery seriously, and responded politely.

   There is absolutely no need to play tricks with these young girls who have not debuted.

   "President Zhou is over there, go and say hello."

  At this time, the manager, Sister Zhao, saw a familiar figure and came to her artist and reminded her softly.

   "President Zhou?"

  After hearing Sister Zhao's words, Jin Ke looked up at the young rich man who was drinking coffee not far away, and couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

  Walking over quickly, Jin Ke came to the young rich man and greeted him with a friendly smile: "Brother Zhou, what a coincidence."

   "What a coincidence, I was just taking a casual walk and saw you performing on the street. If it wasn't for the missing bowl on the ground, I would definitely reward you with a few dollars."

  Looking at this delicate and beautiful flower of wealth and wealth in the world at close range, Zhou Anan couldn't help but tease, with a gleam in his eyes.

  No way, in front of beautiful women, he still can't change the habits of ordinary men.

  Everyone has a love of beauty, but he just maintains his appreciation for beautiful things, that's all.

   "Brother Zhou didn't give a reward, shouldn't he buy me a cup of coffee to make it up?"

  Pointing to the coffee in the other party's hand, Jin Ke said something bluntly, with a sweet smile on his face.

  (end of this chapter)