Rebirth of the Hong Kong Tycoon

Chapter 258 Chapter 257: The Winter of the Band ()

(I'm such a pig brain, I can't figure out the numbers.)
(God is stupid!)

There is a big problem when Chinese people do business in partnership, they put feelings first.

The traditional business model cannot develop in a modern society.

Especially when personal feelings are entangled.

I'm here for you!
We are friends, easy to say!
Brothers still talk about this, it hurts feelings!

Liars laugh, fools cry, deformed business model.

The headmaster's face turned red with anger!

He had never seen such a brazen person who turned black and white, but still said he was good to you.

What a hell!
"Six concerts a month, one variety show, and only 3000 yuan at the end of the month."

"Is this for the good of my brother?"

"You lie to the ghost!"

Ah B (Zhong Zhentao) was so angry that he didn't even care about the last face, stood up abruptly, pointed at Dong Zhen, and cursed angrily.

Long Mao was still reading the newspaper, keeping his ears to the outside world, and only focused on the news of the new movie star.

Liu Zhen watched it with gusto, it was more bloody than the movie.

"Humph!"

Dong Zhen snorted coldly, looked at Ah B with a sneer and said, "You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately."

"The method of sharing is written in black and white in the contract, and you can see it clearly when you sign it."

"Besides, are concerts and variety shows something you can do with your mouth? It's not because of my old face that I begged one after another on credit, so that you bastards have a chance to get ahead."

"Rely on your mother, if you really think of yourself as a son of heaven, you will be rich when you come out!"

"I don't know how high the sky is!"

The anger of Ah B and others is true, and Dong Zhen's words are also true.

Xiangjiang wanted to become a star, and there were countless young people who became famous instantly.

Of course, those who are as talented as Wen Na's five tigers are still a minority, and getting something for nothing is the ultimate dream of human beings.

It is indeed a good way out for young people to make money by scratching their heads, making poses and winking.

The two parties quarreled, and the long-haired heads of the quarrel became big.

"Quiet, be quiet!"

"We're here to discuss issues, not argue."

"Don't be restless, don't be restless!"

Changmao finally put down the newspaper in his hand, stood up, and pulled the two sides that were about to fight apart.

Dong Zhen tidied up the tumbled suit and sat back on the chair.

Made!The young man just didn't know the severity, and his collar was torn.

The matter is the matter, and the situation is the situation.

It seems that they will never be able to reconcile in this lifetime.

"Dong Sheng, you have also seen that twisted melons are not sweet, and everyone should get together and get separated."

"As for the astronomical termination fee you proposed, the amount is really too much."

"Since we are brothers, how about this? I'll find a restaurant and set up a few tables. I'll treat you to a glass of peace wine."

"When you meet and smile, you can wipe away your grievances, just like chalk writing, just wipe it off."

"What do you think?"

Chang Mao pushed Ah B to the seat, then came to Dong Zhen's side, sat on the table, and persuaded him with a pleasant face.

"Peace wine?"

"What are you? Treat me to peace wine."

"I don't go out to inquire about it. What does I, Dong, do? I pretend to be a boss to scare people, and you are a little tender."

"Ah Lun, invite a few dwarf mules to scare me. I don't know if the man you invited has long hair or not?"

Dong Zhen looked at the peacemaker with disdain, pulled the sideways long hair, and said sarcastically.

Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the heaven of fragrant grass!

The whole thing is to not want Bilian!
Before Chang Mao could react, Liu Zhen stood up abruptly behind him, rushed forward, and grabbed the arrogant Dong Zhen.

"Crack! Crack!"

Two loud slaps hit Dong Zhen's face.

It could be seen that Liu Zhen had used brute force, and ten obvious red handprints appeared on Dong Zhen's pampered skin.

"Old man, be more polite to my boss."

"I'm a crazy person, and I go crazy when I'm frightened. You'd better speak softly and be polite."

"Otherwise I'll kill you."

Liu Zhen practiced martial arts since he was a child. Even though he went to work honestly these days, he never stopped practicing.

These two slaps made Dong Zhen's head buzz, and she couldn't speak for a long time, but just looked at Liu Zhen blankly.

This can't be blamed on him. After hanging out in the shopping mall for a long time, he naturally thinks that everyone is gentle and gentle. Even if he is angry, he will not be violent.

But today he was unlucky, he met Changmao and Liu Zhen, the two of them rely on their fists for food.

Gentle and elegant, they are learning, but unfortunately they are not good at learning, so they can only do things with old skills.

"Dong Sheng, you don't speak very civilized. This is a little lesson. I hope you will be merciful and stop discussing whether I have hair or not."

"Big man, you still have to pay attention to the influence."

"In this way, I personally contribute to help these five singers who like music. Here is 100 yuan, which is regarded as the termination fee."

"That, yes, Alan, have you brought the termination contract with you? If so, let Dong Sheng sign it."

"After signing, you will be free!"

Changmao took out a 100 yuan note from his wallet and stuffed it into the pocket of Dong Zhen's suit.

Only then did Dong Zhen wake up from her bewildered state, and watched the money go into her pocket.

"You dare to hit me!"

"How dare you hit me!"

"Do you know who I am?"

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Dong Zhen couldn't accept the fact that she was slapped, she muttered like a crazy woman.

Changmao clasped his ears helplessly, the high-decibel noise made his ears uncomfortable.

"Who is making trouble in Hung Hom? Do you want to die?"

"Fall on the street!"

There were arrogant yelling and scolding outside the meeting room, and the footsteps were rather noisy. There should be a lot of people coming.

"Put it down, put it down, Dong Sheng is an upper class person and needs face."

Changmao was very curious about who would come to support the scene, so he asked Liu Zhen to put his hands down and watch the show together.

The door of the conference room was pushed open, and a man with red hair and a suit strode in.

"This is Xinghe's territory, whoever dares to make trouble will die?"

After the red-haired man walked in, he saw the Wenner Band sitting on the sofa at first sight, because they were bad boys who came to make trouble, so he first reported the name of the club and wanted to talk to them.

"Jack, what's the ghost's name? Come here quickly."

When Liu Zhen saw the other party's eye-catching red hair, he knew that it was the bad ghost who had entered the door, so he yelled and called the other party to come over.

When Jack saw someone calling him, he quickly turned his head, and saw Chang Mao sitting on the table, and Liu Zhen standing next to him, with a smile on his face immediately, and hurriedly ran over.

"Boss, Brother Zhen, why do you two come to Liverpool when you have time? Do you have any orders from the Lord?"

"Just call and order, why bother to come here in person, it's too hard!".

(End of this chapter)