Republic of China Tycoon Reborn

"What," Zhang Xiaolin angrily twisted the steering wheel, and the car swayed like a dragon dancing: "tens of thousands of dollars in ocean, do you think the ocean grows from the ground?"

Du Yuesheng laughed: "Do you know why I asked you to come out alone with me? It's just to help you with this. Hey, Zhang Xiaolin from the Qinggang Gang came to the scene in person and is enthusiastic about charity and strongly supports fundraising. I am helping you earn a good reputation, you know Well, Chen Qimei and Gao Hongbo were crying and shouting to go, but I didn’t even pay attention."

"Quickly pull it down," Zhang Xiaolin was not in the mood to argue with him: "This kind of disaster relief fund-raising is not uncommon in Shanghai. Kaiyuan Building, I have never heard of it. Yes, many big guys like to donate money, but they don't like to do it here. Plant local donations,"

Du Yuesheng nodded: "Yes, what they want is for reporters to follow up and report, newspapers to use large pages for publicity, government officials to attend events, celebrities from all walks of life to gather together, and thousands of viewers to applaud and cheer. They are not donating money, but spending money to buy face. "Buying people's hearts and images, the charity performance at Kaiyuan Tower was not even mentioned in the newspapers. It must have been organized by civil society groups,"

"Don't you know the rules?" Zhang Xiaolin said while driving: "Kaiyuan Building is just a medium-sized teahouse. There is a small square in front of the teahouse, and the fundraiser must be there. The sponsor has such a big brain. The water is gone, just look at it, today they can’t even raise two hundred yuan,”

Du Yuesheng laughed loudly: "That's why I called you. Don't worry. If you help her this time, it's equivalent to helping me. I will definitely do it in the future."

"Don't say thank you or thank you between the two of us. If you are not honest with me, you won't come to me. I shrank from what happened to Zhang Baoyi last time. This time, I should just express my apology, Yuesheng. , I can’t help it. Did you know that the people from the Red Gang negotiated with Huang Huangrong? Ha, they are so powerful. They didn’t even look for me and went directly to Huang Huangrong.”

"We found Huang Huangrong," Du Yuesheng's eyes flashed with surprise: "Impossible, this matter involves me and you, but to say that Huang Huangrong is involved is entirely their guess, no matter what No matter what, they should find you first and then lead Huang Jinrongcai through you,"

Zhang Xiaolin threw a cigarette to Du Yuesheng, and then lit one himself: "The situation is different. People are leaning on you. Do you think they are still the same Red Gang?"

Kaiyuan Building was already in sight, and sure enough, many people gathered in the small square in front. Du Yuesheng signaled Zhang Xiaolin to stop the car. Zhang Xiaolin was slightly surprised: "Don't you want to ask what happened to the Red Gang?"

"Don't ask," Du Yuesheng's eyes were already filled with happiness: "Don't say such vulgar words when you are close to art."

"This bullshit art of getting close is because Meng Xiaodong has seduced your soul. Yuesheng, let me remind you that there are many people in Shanghai who are interested in her. Among these masters, there are many who have great status. If you If you still think of using this method to get close, you are not far from failure."

Du Yuesheng waved his hand: "I have a sense of discretion, Xiao Lin, I advise you not to interfere with the Red Gang's affairs. As soon as you said that they are different from before, I understood the reason why they are doing this. Tian didn't come to me, or even to you, but to negotiate with Huang Huangrong. I'm afraid they just want to use this incident as an opportunity to have a good fight with the Qinggang. They don't want to figure this out at all. "Although you and I are both members of the Qinggang, neither of us has the right to interfere in this matter. Let's leave it to Huang Huangrong. We can just run our own business with peace of mind,"

"Du Yuesheng is Du Yuesheng, he always sees things so thoroughly," Zhang Xiaolin got out of the car and locked up: "Huang Huangrong didn't ask you to confirm the situation. It seems that he also wanted to make mistakes and hit the red gang. Hey, so what if he got on the thigh? The Qing Gang is still the big brother in Shanghai, and the Red Gang will not think about the assassination,"

The two smiled knowingly at each other, Du Yuesheng broke up with him, Zhang Xiaolin went to the small square, and Du Yuesheng was going to pass from behind and appear next to Meng Xiaodong as Du Hai. It was for this reason that he didn't bring No one was allowed to lead Zhang Xiaolin, but Zhang Xiaolin did not tell him about the relationship between the Red Gang and Zhongtong, and Zhang Xiaolin had no idea about the strength of Zhongtong. If they understood the situation, would they still be so calm? .

Du Yuesheng and Zhang Xiaolin were wasted a lot of time on the road. By the time he arrived at Kaiyuan Building, the performance had already begun. Now two comedians were performing lively on the stage. A banner was held behind the makeshift stage: " "When one side is in trouble, support from all sides will come." Under the stage, there were many people standing and sitting, and quite a few people gathered.

Du Yuesheng squeezed inside to look for Meng Xiaodong. Meng Xiaodong was naturally happy to see him coming. She was putting on makeup while chatting with Du Yuesheng. Today was just a small benefit performance. Meng Xiaodong was the grand finale, and Du Yuesheng got close to her face. Before: "Didn't you say that you have stopped accepting small-scale performances? Today's performance is not that big,"

"It's a charity performance," Meng Xiaodong accidentally touched Du Yuesheng's head with a paintbrush. How could Du Yuesheng be so confused? He knew what she was going to do when he saw her shoulders move. Du Yuesheng stepped aside: "It's not that easy to plot against me. "

Meng Xiaodong chuckled: "You know, this is a charity performance. There is no charge. The south has been hit by a disaster. Let's do our part. It doesn't matter how big or small it is."

"Then if you don't find a decent charity performance, what's the point of being here?"

Meng Xiaodong snorted: "I won't go. Many of the charity performances organized by big societies are attended by big stars and rich people. It doesn't matter whether I go or not. Besides, the big societies have to take a hard-earned fee from them. Yes, because the fees are high, but I feel uncomfortable when I think that part of the disaster relief money has to be used to support them,"

Du Yuesheng raised his thumb and said: "That's good. In the future, when you become a big star and open your own special disaster relief event, we won't take a penny of your hard-earned money."

"We," a dry, sour voice mixed with a little sarcasm sounded behind Du Yuesheng's ears. Du Yuesheng sighed: "I said Uncle Siyuan, can you stop being so yin and yang?"

Meng Siyuan blew from behind Du Yuesheng in front of him like a gust of wind: "I think it's coke, why can't you just smile? You, who are full of food and have nothing to do all day long, why do you want to hold a special show? You..."

"Okay, okay," Meng Xiaodong pouted: "Today's performance was something I finally begged my father to do. Can you two stop bickering here and make people laugh at me?"

The two of them immediately stopped talking, and Meng Xiaodong sighed: "I originally wanted to ask Yao Yulan to come with me, but she doesn't like to do this. I..."

"Xiaodong, it's your turn," a man in his forties came over with sweat on his face to remind her,