Rebirth, I really don't want to be a scumbag

"Really?"

"Ah."

"Long live my husband!"

"You have to call Dad."

"Daddy! (show teeth)"

Zhou Yuwen looked at Qiao Linlin's expression of baring her teeth, and was a little speechless, thinking that this girl has no integrity at all.

Spending time with Qiao Linlin paddling in the water, it was afternoon in the blink of an eye. Zhou Yuwen took a simple bath. Liu Yueru came over wearing a black cheongsam and high heels, and brought Zhou Yuwen a washed and ironed suit. After taking a shower, Zhou Yuwen put on his clothes and took a picture in front of the full-length mirror.

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490 Chapter Nine, Another Place to Talk?

At 05:30 in the afternoon, Liu Yueru drove Zhou Yuwen to the International Hotel. At this time, the parking lot of the hotel was already crowded with luxury cars. Zhou Yuwen's Mercedes-Benz S-Class was not enough to look at, but these million-class luxury cars were very low-key. That kind of fancy sports car is basically a square business car.

The people who got out of the car were also in their 40s, wearing black suits, and looked unattractive. There were really few people like Zhou Yuwen who were in their early 20s and brought a beautiful woman in a cheongsam with them.

As soon as Zhou Yuwen brought Liu Yueru out of the garage, he met an old acquaintance, Liu Ming, the person in charge of Baizhou Films, the man who signed the gambling agreement with Zhou Yuwen at that time. Seeing that Zhou Yuwen was rarely surprised, he came over to say hello with a smile : "Director Zhou, long time no see, you are becoming more and more popular now."

"I've passed away a long time ago, thanks to Mr. Liu's love." Zhou Yuwen said modestly.

But Liu Ming shook his head and said: "It's nothing, just help each other. Thanks to you, my position has also been adjusted. If you have any surprises in the future, you can come to me."

Zhou Yuwen just smiled and didn't reply after hearing this, so Liu Ming took Zhou Yuwen's hand, and the two registered in the lobby on the first floor, and then went to the banquet hall on the third floor.

The banquet living room on the third floor was magnificent, and many people came. Zhou Yuwen didn't know him very well, but Liu Ming sat there and introduced to Zhou Yuwen, saying that one was in real estate and the other was in import and export business.

According to Liu Ming, the minimum net worth of this banquet hall is more than one billion.

Zhou Yuwen had different opinions on this, and said with a smile that I, who is worth less than [-] million, also came in?

Liu Ming smiled ambiguously and said, "Mr. Zhou, everything is uncertain. Maybe in a few years, you will rise to prominence, and your net worth will be more than their combined sum?"

Zhou Yuwenjian and Liu Ming had an ambiguous expression on his face, and he was a little taken aback. He wondered if this guy could see that he was a reborn person, right?

It shouldn't be, because Zhou Yuwen didn't even think about how much money he made, how could it be more than the sum of them?

Zhou Yuwen said: "I'm used to wandering around, and I feel that as long as the money is enough to spend, it doesn't need too much."

"Hehe, it's good that Mr. Zhou has such a heart. Come Mr. Zhou, I'll toast you." Liu Ming held the cup in both hands and said cautiously.

Several people were chatting, and Song Baizhou, who was wearing a black Chinese tunic suit, came out surrounded by a group of people, who were chatting happily and talking about topics that ordinary people don't understand.

Everyone thought that Baizhou Square would become another landmark building in Jinling after it was completed, and it could completely compete with Oneda Group, but Song Baizhou just smiled modestly and said that he was just picking up people's teeth and barely making a living.

"Song has just returned to China, and there are many things that I don't understand and I need to rely on you, so everyone, don't put a high hat on Song," Song Baizhou said with a smile.

The people next to him continued to help Song Baizhou put on a high hat and said, Mr. Song, you are being modest. Who doesn't know that Baizhou Group is a well-known real estate company in Xiangjiang, and we will make a living with Mr. Song in the future.

Song Baizhou just laughed lightly when he heard this, as if he was being admired by all the stars.

Passing by Zhou Yuwen, but didn't stop, Zhou Yuwen just politely stepped out of the way, and after Song Baizhou left, he began to pick out food on his own.

Seeing Liu Yueru next to him staring at Song Baizhou in a daze, Zhou Yuwen couldn't help pinching the soft flesh around Liu Yueru's waist.

Liu Yueru couldn't help but let out a coquettish cry, and Zhou Yuwen asked with a smile, "What are you looking at? You've been messing around so quickly?"

"No one else." Liu Yueru retorted blushing, thought for a while, and finally couldn't help but whispered: "Boss, don't you think Mr. Song's back looks very similar to yours?"

"?" Zhou Yuwen was taken aback for a moment, he did not pay attention, and when he looked at Song Baizhou again, he saw that Song Baizhou had already stepped onto the stage.

The banquet officially started, and Song Baizhou still had to say a few words as usual. This was the first year for Baizhou Group in China. This year, it gained a firm foothold, and the White Congee Square was officially completed.

"Song didn't talk about his ambition to build Baizhou Group into a new landmark of the city. Song can only say that he will do his part to contribute to the construction of the country."

"Xianlin Baizhou Plaza is just the first stop of Baizhou Group in China. In the next year, Baizhou Group will plan and build Baizhou Life Plaza in Suzhou, Wuxi and Changzhou to improve the quality of life of urban residents in Jiangsu. Do it for yourself."

Song Baizhou said a lot in his unscripted speech on the stage, and the audience applauded thunderously.

"In addition to the promotion of Life Plaza, Song is most gratified to be able to cooperate with the domestic new director Zhou Xiao. Director Zhou let me see the talents of the new youth in the motherland, and also let me see the hope of the young generation. Talented people come out, each leading the coquettish for hundreds of years,,, "

Song Baizhou continued to speak, and began to whisper to each other, and then they all looked at Zhou Yuwen who was at the back in unison.

Zhou Yuwen who stood at the back was very embarrassed.

Next, someone took the initiative to chat with Zhou Yuwen and ask for advice. They are ordinary people in business, so they naturally don't understand the art of film, but they also know that this young man is not simple. He has worked so hard to earn so much money. As a result, the young man has already made [-] million by playing with the camera.

How should this film be made? I wonder if it can lead us?

You don't have to worry about money, we have as much as you want.

Zhou Yuwen was quite embarrassed by this kind of chatting style.

Song Baizhou had almost finished speaking on stage, and he had to chat with some entrepreneurs when he came down. After finally finding time, he finally came to Zhou Yuwen's side.

The bosses around Zhou Yuwen quickly nodded their heads when they saw Song Baizhou.

"President Song,"

"President Song is here."

Song Baizhou nodded slightly, and looked at Zhou Yuwen with clear eyes, with relief in his eyes, and asked, "How is it? Are you still used to eating?"

"Not bad." Zhou Yuwen nodded at Song Baizhou.

In fact, the two were about the same height, but Song Baizhou was already in his 40s, and his body was not as good as before, while Zhou Yuwen was indeed in his prime, with a tall and straight figure, he must be a little taller than Song Baizhou.

Song Baizhou looked at Zhou Yuwen who was already taller than himself, and was really happy in his heart. He couldn't help but patted Zhou Yuwen on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Already this tall?"

"Ah, um." Zhou Yuwen still doesn't understand what this boss means.

Song Baizhou held his wine glass and said with a smile, "Shall we chat in another place?"

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The banquet living room on the third floor of the hotel has two European-style balconies. Song Baizhou put his hand on Zhou Yuwen's shoulders naturally, and friendly invited Zhou Yuwen to chat in another place. Zhou Yuwen naturally would not refuse, so the two went to the balcony.

One night when the moon was scarce, the balcony was facing the large garden behind the hotel, with a white fountain pool in the middle and a tall plane tree on both sides.

Insects and birds chirped in the yard. Song Baizhou took Zhou Yuwen to the balcony, took out a white metal box from his coat pocket, flipped the lid open, and it was a box of cigarettes. There was no extra logo, only cigarette butts and cigarette tails.