Edge of Rebirth

Xiong Guoqiang had an impromptu video conference, but he forgot the time, leaving Lan Xinghui to sit in the conference room and wait all morning.The latter is very calm, as if he has long been used to such things, years can waste time and can wear away a person's edges and corners.

At 12:30, Wang Jinfeng pushed open the door of the conference room, without any apologetic words, and asked Lan Xinghui to have a meal in the staff cafeteria downstairs in a business-like manner. Lan Xinghui did not pretend to be false with Wang Jinfeng In a polite manner, he said "Okay, thank you then" and got up and followed Wang Jinfeng to the restaurant downstairs.

After ordering the kitchen to add special dishes to Lan Xinghui, Wang Jinfeng disappeared, and Lan Xinghui didn't mind, as long as he was lucky to see Xiong Guoqiang today, it didn't matter if he didn't, anyway, he was used to it.

At about a quarter past one, someone uninvited and sat down in front of the empty seat opposite Lan Xinghui. Lan Xinghui was drinking soup with his head down at the time, only to feel a sudden darkness in front of his eyes. When he looked up again, Xiong Guoqiang was already seated. The old man loves Tang suits. Full of energy, not at all old-fashioned in his sixtieth year.

Xiong Guoqiang's approachable arrival really caught Lan Xinghui by surprise, the hot soup in his mouth got stuck in his throat, and he was so excited that he almost spit out his mouthful of soup without a sneeze, and quickly pulled it out He covered his mouth with a tissue and coughed lowly, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Slow down, don't get excited," Xiong Guoqiang restrained his powerful aura, and he would immediately become the harmless second uncle of his neighbor's family, with a pleasant face, "I didn't eat either, if you don't mind... I'll add a pair of chopsticks? "

Although it was a question, it was obvious that Xiong Guoqiang was not really asking for Lan Xinghui's opinion. Instead, Lan Xinghui should feel honored. What an honor it is to sit at the table with Mr. Xiong for dinner?

"Cough...cough cough...sorry...I'm sorry...Of course, of course, as long as you're happy." Lan Xinghui, who quickly returned to normal, was elegant, wiping the corners of his mouth with a tissue and smiling calmly.

Wang Jinfeng flashed out of nowhere like a ghost, added a pair of bowls and chopsticks and new dishes for Xiong Guoqiang, saying that he would eat with Lan Xinghui, but Xiong Guoqiang did not take a bite of the dishes he had eaten, and naturally the new dishes Lan Xinghui Xinghui won't reach out to pinch it with a big face.

Lan Xinghui has been waiting, waiting for Xiong Guoqiang to speak, this is the most basic courtesy.But Mr. Xiong was not as kind and amiable to him as he was to Su Qiyun. Except for the first two polite words, he ate quietly with his eyes down from the beginning to the end.

Lan Xinghui felt ballistically sad, slightly tight...

The expressionless Wang Jinfeng suddenly appeared behind Lan Xinghui, which startled Lan Xinghui, and it was not easy to get angry in front of Xiong Guoqiang, so he quickly got up and turned to politely reply: "Eat well, eat well."

"After eating, let's talk about Su Qiyun's coming to Jinhui Media." "What did you say?" Wang Jinfeng looked at everything, but Lan Xinghui was so excited that he forgot his sense of proportion. He just touched the tip of his buttocks on the chair before he could sit Shi Shi jumped up again immediately, his eyes full of surprise, "Why go to Jinhui Media?"

Wang Jinfeng said calmly: "Mr. Lan, as long as you sign this artist transfer contract, you will immediately receive a transfer commission of 500 million yuan. Not only can you pay off your foreign debts, but you can also use the remaining part to continue recruiting and buying horses." .”

Lan Xinghui glared at Wang Jinfeng, turned his head to Xiong Guoqiang who was eating safely behind him, and said a little excitedly: "Dong Xiong, I'm sorry, if you came to me this time just for this matter, I'm sorry I can't agree." Lan Xing Hui pushed the document away without looking at it.He wasted ten years and gave everything, and what he wanted was definitely not this mere 500 million. This time, he was really confident, he believed in his all-or-nothing, he believed in Su Qiyun's singing skills, and he believed that he could become a popular artist.He doesn't want anything, as long as his dream can come true!

"Stubborn!" Putting down the knife and fork, Xiong Guoqiang seemed to have lost the mood to eat, raised his head, raised his eyelids and glanced at Lan Xinghui's face lightly.

Clenching his fists tightly, Lan Xinghui said neither humble nor overbearing: "Xiong Dong, thank you for your kindness, forgive me for not agreeing, so I won't disturb your meal, and leave."

"Ignorant, superficial, self-righteous!" Xiong Guoqiang's sarcasm was shot from behind like a knife, cruelly piercing Lan Xinghui's heart and lungs, causing him pain.

"Do you know that your selfish decision is about to ruin the bright future of a great young man?" "What big things can your small studio do? If you Lan Xinghui can do it, it won't be like a day for ten years!"

fed up……

No need to bear it!

The blue boss broke out.

He straightened his back suddenly, and ran back to Xiong Guoqiang with vigorous strides. He was tall and tall, with a strong momentum, and he stared intently at Xiong Guoqiang's eyes with a forceful word: "You are right. I was ignorant and self-righteous before." That’s why I’m full of confidence now! Another thing you’re wrong about is that I, Lan Xinghui, have sharpened my sword every ten years instead of being like a day for ten years!!!”

His feeling is not wrong, he will definitely be able to support Su Qiyun, he was frustrated for half his life not being able to support the Red Army, this time he will definitely get his wish!

Lan Xinghui was furious, he was such an upright man, if he was willing to bow his knees a little bit, he wouldn't be in the situation he is today.

He contradicted Xiong Guoqiang and left with a cold face. Wang Jinfeng wanted to follow up and stop Lan Xinghui from leaving, but Xiong Guoqiang waved his hand to stop him.

The old man likes a man with a true temperament, a man with a strong bone, people are too impetuous, and there are very few people like Lan Xinghui who don't bend their waists for power and money.

"Chairman..." Secretary Wang hesitated to speak, waiting for Xiong Guoqiang's order.

"Su Qiyun followed the right person!" Wang Jinfeng was slightly taken aback, he didn't understand what the old man meant, so the chairman, a man who doesn't know how to praise, would actually appreciate it?

Xiong Guoqiang squinted his eyes, enjoying the laziness in the afternoon. He squinted at Wang Jinfeng, who seemed to have no expression on the wooden stakes, and when he recalled the way Lan Xinghui raised his eyebrows and raised his hair just now, he couldn't help showing a happy smile , touching his chin, feeling a little unfinished...

Sure enough, the next day, Lan Xinghui was invited to the Jinhui Building again. Xiong Guoqiang ordered Wang Jinfeng to pick him up in person. Lan Xinghui was extremely upset, but due to Xiong Guoqiang's influence and thinking of yesterday's abruptness, he decided to go here after much deliberation. Once there, it's best to settle the matter calmly, otherwise he won't feel at ease.

Wang Jinfeng was covered in cold air from head to toe. He took the person to the office where he was waiting for yesterday, served tea and poured water, and then disappeared when he said no shadow, and disappeared after a short while. Lan Xinghui was caught off guard when he was born in a corner.

"The chairman is still in a meeting, and I will negotiate with you directly."

"..."

Lan Xinghui was speechless, wouldn't the dry chicken feathers be discussed in his studio?Why did you come here and take off your pants twice? ? ?

I don't know how to flatter, do you think I am willing to toss?Who knows what the chairman means, but he wants me to negotiate with you, just talk about it! !

"Okay then... But Secretary Wang, if it's still yesterday, my attitude is very firm and I don't accept it. I hope Chairman Xiong can understand."

Wang Jinfeng didn't like Lan Xinghui's righteous words at all, and conveyed Xiong Guoqiang's meaning to Lan Xinghui with his eyes downcast: "Here is an employment contract for you and your artist to come to Jinhui together, Lan Xinghui Sir, you can take a look first."

"..."

Lan Xinghui really couldn't bear Wang Jinfeng's insensitivity, he was so emotional that he was spitting all over the place, he just skipped it, he didn't even listen!

"Dong Xiong cherishes talents, is very optimistic about your business ability and Su Qiyun's potential, and also considers your mood of 'sharpening a sword in ten years', so he bestows an olive branch on you and Su Qiyun," Wang Jinfeng said plainly. , but his words were full of disdain for Lan Xinghui, he raised his eyebrows, gave Lan Xinghui a different look for some unknown reason, and continued to lobby, "Mr. Lan must be aware of the current situation of Caixing, and the conditions offered by Dong Xiong Absolutely generous, please think twice."

Since Lan Xinghui came here, he just wanted to solve this hot matter satisfactorily. Naturally, he couldn't be as impulsive and irritable as yesterday. The contract looks like...

I have to say that the terms offered by the other party are really tempting, but even if he is tempted but unable to keep Caixing, it is still the same as changing the soup but not changing the medicine. How is this different from the 500 million transfer fee offered yesterday?

Taking a sneak peek at Wang Jinfeng, who had a constipated face, Lan Xinghui didn't want to see this black-faced Rakshasa for no reason, pulling him like two to five to eighty thousand, what a bull, isn't he the shrimp soldier and crab general under Xiong Guoqiang's men! !

After adjusting his mentality, he quickly put on a modest smile, but before Lan Xinghui could tactfully refuse, the secretary of the "Black-faced Ghost" came to a conclusion: "Are you sure you want to refuse? I don't have time to talk to you." You waste your time, as long as you say yes, then today's conversation will be over."

FUCK!

Lan Xinghui was so angry that he swears secretly in his heart, looking down on people with his dog's eyes.

If others respect him a foot, he will respect him ten feet. Since the other party is so "vigorous and resolute", then he should not be sloppy here. Therefore, Lan Xinghui stood up and waved at Wang Jinfeng in a particularly chic way, saying nothing. If you don't come back, you will get rough.

Xiong Guoqiang seemed to have expected such an ending a long time ago. If Lan Xinghui could agree so easily, he would not be a "stubborn donkey" Lan Xinghui.

Seeing Xiong Guoqiang's incomprehensible smile, Wang Jinfeng suddenly felt the hair on his back. Sure enough, after laughing enough, the old man opened the drawer and gave Wang Jinfeng a contract, and told Wang Jinfeng to invite Lan Xinghui to come over tomorrow. Lan Xinghui, he doesn't need to take this year's year-end bonus.

Wang Jinfeng accepted the contract blankly, and roared in his heart after reading it, damn it!Why did Mao not take out this contract beforehand?This time Lan Xinghui's melon will eat up this contract if he disagrees with him! ! !