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Chapter 475 Untitled

Author: Baishang Prawn Rice

Chapter 475 Untitled

In the highest-end occasion in the capital, the most famous in heaven and earth. This thing, like a diamond ring, must be able to package. The top female college students in the Conservatory of Music and Translation College are not called blind coughs, but called "work-study and study", which is the "rich lady" in the entertainment venue.

Huacheng is quite realistic. Although the down-and-out ladies are well-off and have good foundations, they are all retired athletes and models. They often have activities, mini versions of the "Olympic Games" and the model's "Avenue of Stars."

These places.

Wang Zhongjun and Wang Zhonglei were both used to it, but in the bathhouse in Nancheng, the two were old girls in the sedan chair, for the first time.

The bathhouse is called "Northern Landscape."

He is neither a rich lady nor a down-and-out lady, or a strong man who makes a living on the pier.

Low end, rough...

When I entered the door, I saw several large pools. It was early. A few old men, like old ox, had a long flesh and skin. They leaned against the pool, humming a small song softly and leisurely.

The staff are all strong men, like bath towels rubbing their backs and pig skins.

Wang Zhonglei looked at the corners of his mouth twitched.

Litang.

The pool was separated, and when they arrived at the door, they took off all their clothes, had a scarf tied around their waists, and had a wet tiles on their feet.

The heat is everywhere.

The temperature was extremely high and the heat came to his face. Wang Zhongjun paused and took off his power.

Their faces remained unchanged, turned around the pool, and separated by a private small partition. The two met Han Qiao.

Dog day.

Wang Zhonglei teased in his belly, killing people to kill his heart. Han Qiao fell in the pool, resting his head on a pair of long legs. Aside him, two slim women wearing cheongsams, barefoot beauties, one of them scrubbed the bath, and the other was massaging their heads.

He knows them all.

Huo Siyan was the one who scrubbed the bath, and Li Bingbing was the one who massaged his head. Both of them were Huayi's pillars.

Um.

One is a pillar, the other is a pillar...

Han Qiao, who was squinting his eyelids slightly and raised his eyes. When he saw Wang Zhongjun, he snatched all over the world: "Brother Wang, you have any advice for me!"

Wang Zhongjun's expression remained calm. He was mentally prepared. Huayi was now worried about internal and external troubles.

Wang Jinghua ran away and took away many artists, artist agency department, in name only, movies...

"Mr. Han, it's so elegant." Wang Zhongjun bowed slightly: "I haven't reminisced about the past with President Han for a long time. I'm here to come uninvited and apologize."

"Apologize." Han Qiao raised his eyes, Qianglong lowered his head, he touched Huo Siyan's ear, wondering: "Brother Wang, I don't understand what you said."

"What's your sin?"

In the bathhouse.

The sound of water was clamoring, Huo Siyan dared not breathe, and she did not dare to see Wang Zhonglei. When she saw it, her back felt a faint pain.

Han Qiao's hand was rubbing her back full, and she bit her lips and glanced at her eyes.

Something good to go.

In his sight, the arrogant and domineering Mr. Wang, like his grandson, dared not breathe.

He bowed slightly, shook his head, smiled and looked normal.

but.

Huo Siyan knew very well that Wang Zhongjun was just pretending to be like a skinned tiger.

This is not.

"Mr. Han, what you said." Wang Zhongjun smiled and said, "Mr. Han doesn't know what sin I have. This is my sin!"

"Puff."

In the bathhouse, Huo Siyan suddenly laughed out loud, saying that the king was always good at managing relationships.

After all.

"Listen Dog." Huo Siyan contempts in her heart. Once upon a time, the eldest and eldest kings were the gods of the dominance in her eyes.

result.

The bullshit god, Wang Zhongjun, is serving people like her.

In the bathhouse.

Her laughter came clearly, and the ears of several people, Huo Siyan was like a frightened rabbit.

Subconsciously.

She raised her eyes and approached Han Qiao. In her sight, Han Qiao teased her hair, smiled on the corners of her mouth, and said lazily: "Master Wang, why are you arrogant at first and respectful at the end!"

Here comes.

Wang Zhongjun was very smart. Han Qiao didn't care about the humiliation at all, pretending to be regretful and complained: "Mr. Han, it's all my fault for believing in people wrongly. The chanter of the death, I didn't expect that he was such a person. If it weren't for him, Mr. Han and me, how could this be!"

Han Qiao was very satisfied. She sat upright, pulled a towel to wipe her chest, and said with a smile: "Sister Bingbing, thank you, my old problem with headaches is much better."

"That's it." Li Bingbing said: "Next time, remember to find your sister."

Turn your head.

Han Qiao laughed: "My brother, go into the water soon, my brother misses you so much."

His eyes glanced and his voice raised: "Xiao Lei is here too. Order whatever he wants to eat and play. Don't be polite. When you get to me, it's like going home."

Wang Zhongjun stepped into the water.

I sighed in my heart: "This step is really going into the water."

The price Huayi paid was very simple, turning the gun and attacking the death chanter.

Han Qiao spread his hands and leaned against the pool, saying, "Brother Wang, if you don't come to find me, my brother will also go to find you. To be honest, my brother has a movie that is rumored, at least, this number!"

Han Qiao compared his fingers.

"300 million!" Wang Zhongjun's eyes widened, with a box office of 300 million.

"In addition to this." Han Qiao said confidently: "I have confidence in this movie. I have the support of 3 actors, actresses, brother Wang, you and I are as close as brothers, 3 places, I will give you two."

"Master Han." Wang Zhongjun shouted very easily, without any awkwardness, and said cautiously: "How much is the investment in this movie?"

"80 million." Han Qiao smiled with a smile on his lips: "Brother Wang, you look down on your younger brother. If the company is in trouble, can you stand by and watch?"

"Definitely not."

"Let's do this, Brother Wang, I will pay 50 million to invest in Huayi." Han Qiao said: "Brother Wang, you and my brother, don't have too many brothers, give me this number."

Compare your fingers:3.

Han Qiao asked with a smile: "Isn't it too much?"

"Not too much, not too much."

Wang Zhongjun was heartbroken, 50 million, Huayi 30 shares, Han Qiao really dared to speak...

Why don’t you grab it?

The next moment.

Wang Zhongjun thought to himself: "A 80 million investment, 300 million box office, 2 places for actors and actresses, give him 30 shares, I am..."

"I made a profit!"

"Master Han, you can invest in Huayi, Huayi will be full of glory." Wang Zhongjun said: With a talented director like Master Han, Huayi and Pangu Pictures join forces, who will be our opponent in the entire film market?"

"Looking at the world, this is the same young talent of Master Han."

Wang Zhongjun combed his thumb: "One!"

Comfortable...

Don't doubt it, flattery, how disgusting, how to slap it? If you flattery, you can't say it.

illustrate.

You are indeed not the material. Han Qiao is in a good mood. The king's flattery is good, not bad.

He killed Huayi.

I have no benefit from it myself, and the mainland film market, light, and Bona have not yet developed.

Huayi and Pangu Pictures are the only two leading films in the entire mainland movie.

To kill Huayi.

Pangu Pictures is the only one in the world. Unfortunately, we are monopolized and will be killed.

The three axes have a good effect. Han Qiao finally said: "Brother King's death chanter has really hurt you this time. I really can't stand it. I must help you with this tone."

"Thank you, Mr. Han." Wang Zhongjun teased in his heart: "Help me help me, I'm asking me to accept the letter of fame!"

He said indignantly: "A person who recites death seeks fame and reputation, Huayi is incompatible with him for such a two-faced person."

Hanqiao encircles and suppresses death chanters.

It's time to finish, and Huayi bans it. In the industry, there are really not many people who dare to continue to find death chanters to make movies.

The international director, no money or channels, suffocate him alive.

A few words.

Huayi surrendered, Han Qiao's eyes turned to the corner, Wang Zhonglei, like his grandson.

This is the occasion.

He had no chance to speak, and it was not something he could join in. Simply put, the two parents discussed, so the child could only serve tea and water honestly.

Han Qiao was disgusted with him and said deliberately: "Xiao Lei, why are you introverted today? Why, the water temperature in the pool is not enough?"

Wang Zhonglei was as disgusting as eating shit.

When people were under the eaves, they were shit, and he could only eat it one bite at a time: "Han... Master Han, it's pretty good, the water is pretty good."

"You kid." Han Qiao said: "Do you have no friends? Siyan, you and Xiao Lei are old friends, so you can play with him?"

Huo Siyan's eyes were happy and she deliberately said, "Brother Han, Xiao Wang doesn't play with me."

"This is the case." Han Qiao turned his head: "Xiao Lei, are you bullying Siyan?"

"No, no." Wang Zhonglei looked over, and Wang Zhongjun's face was normal.

He lowered his head and said, "Master Han, I'm ignorant. I have some conflicts with Sister Siyan, that."

"Sister Siyan."

"I'm sorry." Wang Zhonglei was insulted in his heart, Huo Siyan was her toy.

Now.

But he wanted to humiliately say to his toys: "Sister Siyan, you... you have a lot of them, don't be as knowledgeable as me."

"Siyan, what do you think?" Han Qiao stroked Huo Siyan's back.

Huo Siyan's eyes were filled with pleasure, and her pores were spread out. She turned her head and looked at Han Qiao.

Seeing the encouragement in Han Qiao's eyes, he plucked up his courage, stretched out his feet and said, "Little...Little Lei, my feet are itchy."

In the bathhouse.

The sound of water was clamoring, Wang Zhonglei's face turned bloody and his mouth was trembling, and he looked at Wang Zhongjun.

Wang Zhongjun's face was calm: "Zhonglei, Siyan said her feet were itchy."

"good."

Wang Zhonglei shook all over and stepped in front of Huo Siyan. Huo Siyan was high above and stretched out his feet like a queen.

He was like the eunuch serving the empress, with a bloody face and a shame. He put his hand on Huo Siyan's shoulders and said with difficulty: "Sister Siyan, I'll wash your feet."

His fingers stroked Huo Siyan's instep.

Huo Siyan's cheeks flushed, and her mouth was trembling with excitement. Oh my God!

She couldn't believe it at all.

Mr. Huayi, the majestic Mr. Wang in the entertainment industry, is now in front of her and wants to give her... a bath!

On the back.

The scars were hot, like fire, burning her heart, but this time, she was not in pain at all.

He stepped on the water and washed his feet and hit Mr. Xiao Wang in the face. In front of him, Mr. Xiao Wang suddenly fell into a mess and was in a mess!

She said calmly: "Xiao Lei, there is no need, my feet are no longer itchy."

One sentence.

Wang Zhonglei's blood-red face suddenly turned pale, and he was in a state of dismay.

Huo Siyan's meaning is very simple: "Now he is not worthy of washing her feet."

Wang Zhonglei was worried about gains and losses in his heart.

Huo Siyan asked him to wash his feet, but he felt ashamed. Now, Huo Siyan didn't let him wash his feet, which was even more uncomfortable than killing him.

Han Qiao didn't care.

The evil ones will be beaten by the evil ones. Wang Zhonglei is a little evil one, and he is a big evil one. So, he will lose his temper.

The bathing did not continue.

Wang Zhongjun took Wang Zhonglei out of the bathhouse and sat in the car. Wang Zhongjun lit a cigarette and finished smoking.

He spit out the cigarette, turned his head, his brother buried his head in his knees, and there was a faint cry.

He sighed: "How old is it? Why are you still crying like when you were a child? Why are you crying? Being under the eaves, you should bow your head when you should."

"Fengshui turns around..."

Wang Zhongjun can't continue to say that Han Qiao now has the equity of Huayi 30.

Huayi's second largest shareholder.

He was unlucky, and Hua Yi was even more unlucky. She patted Wang Zhonglei's back and said, "Forget it, I agree."

"Big Brother." Wang Zhonglei said aggrievedly: "That bitch Huo Siyan, she, she doesn't want me to wash her feet."

"She's a slut."

"Are you not cheap?" Wang Zhongjun was stunned: "Zhonglei, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Wang Zhonglei calmed down and gritted his teeth and said, "I've washed my feet like this bitch Huo Siyan."

In the car.

Wang Zhongjun looked at his third brother with his eyes, and for a while, he said dullly: "You'd better be fine."

……………………

In the bathhouse.

Li Bingbing went out and Han Qiao called her to come, which was the story of the movie.

This spy movie.

Reputation and box office double harvest, Li Bingbing, Zhou Xun, and acting skills are the gods.

Huang Xiaoming's Japanese officer's acting skills have been recognized.

Cooperating with Huayi has many benefits. Now, he is the overlord of the entire mainland movie!

Career is the best stimulant, even Han Qiao is excited at this time.

Around me.

Huo Siyan is like a kitten, this woman is also very excited.

Her cheeks were almost red and blood dripped.

Her eyes were blurred. She looked at Han Qiao with admiration and looked at each other. Huo Siyan was caught in the flames under Han Qiao's eyes.

She felt weak and forced herself to hold on and shouted softly: "Brother Han."

"Siyan." Han Qiao controlled it. He didn't want to force the woman like Wang Zhonglei, and said calmly: "It's okay, you go back."

"Brother Han." Huo Siyan bit her lip with her charming eyes: "Don't talk, okay?"

……………………

Mid-July.

The industry has experienced a major turmoil, two major events, the first one: "Hanqiao has invested in Huayi, Huayi and Pangu Pictures to reach a strategic alliance."

The second item: "Huayi decided to join forces with the Emperor to sue the Death Chanter!"

The first major event is that the industry is silent. The two major film companies in the industry have been fighting openly and secretly for several years.

finally.

Pangu Pictures won, which means that mainland movies have officially begun: "Hanqiao Era."

In the second season, there are so many gossips in the industry. Simply put, the death chanter is over.

certainly.

The Death Chanter has finished many times, and this time, it is a bit subtle, Huayi and Yinghuang sued the Death Chanter.

Mainland and Xiangjiang.

The Death Chanter offended two major film companies and Han Qiao again. Now: "Old Chen is afraid there is no chance. Private film companies, Han Qiao doesn't speak, who dares to cooperate with him?"

"State-owned film companies, don't dare. Death Chanter movies have huge investments. Now, the movie returns are not guaranteed, and the state-owned films do not have such great courage."

"Han Qiao is so poisonous. This is to strangle the chanter of death to death."

result.

The next day, Xi'an Film Factory also issued the latest notice: "Xi'an Film Factory decided to sue the dead chanter."

A major earthquake.

Xi'an Film Factory, the old nest of the Death Chanter, who would have thought that Xi'an Film Factory would turn the gun and point it at the Death Chanter.

In the industry, various news were flying everywhere. Finally, it was a middle-level manager of Xi'an Film Factory, which revealed the news: "Han Qiao and Xi'an Film Factory reached a cooperation, promising that three movies over 100 million will be cooperated with Xi'an Film Factory within three years. In addition, Han Qiao promised that one of the movies would win the Berlin Golden Bear Award. In addition, overseas movie doors will also be open to Xi'an Film Factory."

Suddenly.

There is nothing to say in the industry. What is willfulness? This is willfulness. If you don’t accept it, you must accept it even if you don’t accept it.

The state-owned film factory is lonely.

Han Qiao is too poisonous, and there is no way to refuse the conditions offered. Simply put, it is money and fame.

besides.

The development of the state-owned film factory, now: "The Death Chanter is over this time, and the old nests have been copied. The state-owned and private ones have no source of funds. It is impossible for Xiangjiang, Yinghuang and Jiahe. Huaxiaxing and Hanqiao have a good relationship."

“The most important thing.”

"Who will risk offending Han Qiao and find him to make a movie? At that time, Han Qiao will continue to snipe, and the Death Chanter movie may not be profitable."

This is the most critical!

if.

The Death Chanter movie can be sure to make money, but in the past, it is impossible to lose money by investing in his movies.

So.

Even if you offend Han Qiao, someone will definitely find him to make a movie.

but.

Who can believe: "Diet chanter movies make 100% money?" Movies are originally a risk industry, with millions, tens of millions, and no splashes.

In this case.

You have to offend Han Qiao and risk Han Qiao’s movie sniping. The film company is not stupid, and it is not worth the loss, and the risk is too great!

So far.

Han Qiao finally got rid of the death chanters. Now, the death chanters have a bad reputation and are not recognized by the industry...

His movies, no, he has no movies!

It's July.

The box office of Xiuchundao officially reached 150 million yuan. This movie can be said to be: "a phenomenon-level movie in 2005."

Han Qiao didn't care.

He is now preparing to pack his luggage and go to "Hollywood". The movie "Shock" has been dragging too long, and Wan Ziren has all his opinions.

Before departure.

Han Qiao met Cecilia Cheung, yes, it was Xiao Zhang.

Speaking of which.

Xiao Zhang hated Han Qiao in his heart, and said nothing, letting go of Nicholas Tingfeng.

Unexpectedly.

He turned against others. Now, Han Qiao from the mainland doesn't speak, and no one dares to use him.

Xiangjiang.

Emperor Ying wants to support him, and Jiahe and Huaxiaxing both value Han Qiao's opinions.

After a while.

The ban on Xiao Xie was not worthy of his reputation before, but now it has become a little more serious.

hotel.

Zhang Baiji opened the door. On the balcony, Han Qiao was writing calligraphy. When he saw Zhang Baiji, Han Qiao's fingers were rubbing the brush's beard, and smiled with a smile on his lips: "Xiaoji, I didn't expect that you would come to see me and come and see this brush. It has one of yours."

PS: Very annoyed... I don't know how to write it anymore. Kaizi is now blocked and can't write it. I'll just get rid of the climax.

(End of this chapter)