Senior Superstar

Chapter 90: Zhao Jinzhi's decision, the number of fans is -2?

  Chapter 90 Zhao Jinzhi's decision, the number of fans should be -2?

  Although Li Shixin has obtained the actor card and got rid of the identity of the dragon, but in essence is still a casual person.

  In order to be famous, he set up for himself a very sick man who died soon after. This persona did bring him some attention, but it was also a double-edged sword; the meaning of a star lies in the flow of fans and topics, and all film and television companies operate celebrities by relying on these flows to make profits.

  But serious illness and short-lived life means that this kind of flow is not long-lasting and unstable.

  As long as it is a company with no problem in mind, it will not sign an actor like Li Shixin who is likely to die after eating a wave of resource milk.

  In fact, during this period, Li Shixin received contacts from several brokerage companies. However, after the contact, faced with the signing invitations of these companies, he refused.

  Without exception, these companies do not want to continue to invest resources for him. I just want to try my luck and use Li Shixin's existing reputation to realize a wave.

   To put it bluntly, it is to squeeze the surplus value of the old man.

   Pick up the cheap ones.

  In this case, Li Shixin, who is a separate person, actually has no advantage in shooting resources.

  Of course, those tricks in Bi Rongdian are still stronger-stronger on the two godsons.

  Looking at the group of old fans around him, one by one, because of Zhou Chuanfang’s death, and not seeing himself acting in a short period of time, made them extremely depressed, Li Shi thought about it with confidence.

  An idea gradually took shape in my heart.

  Although Zhou Chuanfang’s two sons were not seen last year, when the two came to toast, Li Shixin didn’t say much.

  It is great for people to die. If you are an outsider embarrassing your descendants because of your own likes and dislikes, it is not to vent your anger for the deceased, but to disrespect the deceased.

  Eating a toast from the two sons of Old Sister Zhou, it means that the funeral banquet is at the time of the break.

  At the entrance of the hotel, Li Shixin asked a group of old fans to take care of their health and not to be discouraged because of the death of Lao Zhou. After paying attention to the WeChat group and waiting for his own news, he returned home.

  He has something to discuss with Zhang Ying and Zhang Shuo.

at the same time.

  Rongdian Runfengyuan villa area.

  Zhao Jinzhi's at Rongdian's home.

"Jinzhi, why do you always go to the broken place of Rongdian recently? Is it possible that you have wrapped a little fresh meat here? How about, tell my sister, which little fresh meat is so lucky and less struggling? For thirty years, you don’t have to press F to enter the tank, and you have been a goblin like you for nothing?"

  On the sofa in the living room.

  Zhao Jinzhi’s best friend, Xiao Jingshu, a senior board member of Huaqi Company, joked with her teacup.

   "The big red robe can't stop your mouth."

He was curled up on the large sofa, wearing only a large shirt-style pajamas, looking very casual Zhao Jinzhi, with a lazy smile: "If I had that heart, I am afraid that several children have been born in so many years. ."

It was unintentional, but Xiao Jingshu’s hand holding the teacup was stagnant: "By the way, how are you going to solve Meng Nan’s matter? This time you go back to Shanghai and clean up this kid. Wei is re-established. But you have to know that this kid Meng Nan jumps so much, not just because of his own ambition. In the board of directors, those who are dissatisfied with the company's status quo have strengthened this kid a lot behind the scenes. How courageous."

Seeing that Zhao Jinzhi just squinted and smiled, watching the tea leaves in the cup not suffocating, Xiao Jingshu was anxious: "My good sister, you are saying something? I can tell you, our old folks. Neither agree with you to retire. Even if you retire, you can't give the company to that little boy Meng Nan!"

  Zhao Jinzhi raised her brows inadvertently, and smiled at her girlfriend, "After all, he is my son."

   "Fart son!" Xiao Jingshu severely stopped the tea cup on the coffee table.

"He is your Lao Meng's son! Not your own flesh and blood! Yes, Hua Qi was left by Lao Meng. But what did Hua Qi look like when Lao Meng left? It is a profit of more than 200,000 yuan a year. Advertising agency!

  What volume is Huaqi now? An entertainment group company with a market value of more than 80 billion! After so many years, what does Huaqi have to do with Lao Meng? "

   Seeing Zhao Jinzhi staring at the tea bowl and still not speaking, Xiao Jingshu sighed.

"Jinzhi, you put your youth and energy on the Huaqi flag for so many years, you gave Meng Nan that little bunny to grow up, sent him to study abroad for him to spend his time, and gave him 30% of your shares. Interesting enough! It's worthy of Lao Meng's entrustment! Don't ruin the rest of your life because of this.

  You know in your heart that our group of old guys know better that Meng Nan is not the material to hold up the group. It's not a child who understands why you have not gotten a family for so many years and made Huaqi bigger and stronger!

   is an unfamiliar wolf cub.

  It’s not good to say that you have treated him like a son for so many years. After he grows up, he looks submissive, but what is he thinking behind his back? It was you who occupied his father's place, and he took back Huaqi, an industry that had nothing to do with his father. When did he use you as his mother?

  Moreover, he is making trouble now, it is not that he has the ability. It is nothing more than that some people on the board of directors used Lao Meng, the dead ghost, to make a moth for their own benefit.

  Jinzhi, don’t worry. I can't guarantee anything else, but you want to completely clean up Meng Nan and the group behind him. In the board of directors, I must be on your side! "

   After observing the expressions and micro expressions of his sisters calmly, Zhao Jinzhi raised the tea cup in her hand and smiled.

   "Sister Xiao, don't leave this afternoon. Stay for dinner and I will cook myself."

   "Eh", Xiao Jingshu, who was still proud of the moment before, suddenly distorted her expression, "Well, Jinzhi. I have something tonight, cough cough, tomorrow, I will book a good place, please. How about it?"

  Zhao Jinzhi smiled narrowly, stretched her slender thighs, and kicked her girlfriend with her toes affectionately: "I don't even dare to eat when people cook, and they say that they fully support it, and they are fake."

  This fairy!

Seeing Zhao Jinzhi's playful look, Xiao Jingshu rolled her eyes: "Don't come to this set, you want me to go to the sea and cook the area with oil. I have nothing to say about Lao Xiao. But eat your cooking? Don't talk! I also persuade you. You, give yourself some yin virtue and let go of those unfortunate chickens, ducks, fish and fresh seafood. Let them die in the hands of others. They will not make people look nauseous after the tragic death."

  Laughing and making trouble for a while, Xiao Jingshu got up from the sofa, "Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I have something to do this afternoon, and I will call tomorrow."

"it is good."

  Zhao Jinzhi also got up, sent Xiao Jingshu out of the room, and watched people drive away and returned to the study on the second floor.

   Putting on a thick home robe, standing in front of the bright French windows, slightly closed his eyes.

   There are seventeen members of the board of directors, and now there are five who are sure to stand firm on their side.

  Be merciless and not merciless.

  Want to completely eliminate the board of directors and return the company to a fully controllable state. This level is not enough

  At this stop, two or three hours passed.

  Unconsciously, the sun outside the window has already slanted to the west, and the sky is getting late.

  Didi.

  Didi.

  Didi

  While Zhao Jinzhi was rubbing his temples and thinking about the composition of the board of directors, the mobile phone on the table that was insulated from official business rang a few times.

   Picking up the phone and seeing the message of @全國 in the WeChat group of Li Shixin’s fan club, Zhao Jinzhi clicked in and opened a voice message sent by Zhang Mingrong.

  The voice was played, but it was not the old man, but the eager voice of a woman.

"What the **** did you do today!? My mother went out in the morning and hasn't come back yet! I didn't bring her mobile phone, and I don't know where people are going! Just say that she is so old, so she won't let her go out chasing stars every day. That's it! People are chasing after them!"

  Jianhong Community.

  Li Shixin was holding the calculator on the elderly machine, looking at his after-tax salary of 180,000 yuan, full of pride.

  The old man is also a rich man!

  With all this money, it’s time for a wave.

  At this moment, a message popped up on the phone, causing the swelling he had just risen to dissipate.

  Wu Ming: @Everyone, something went wrong. Miss Zhang is missing!

    hum, the recommendation ticket is not strong _(:з」∠)_

    

  (End of this chapter)

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