After Being Possessed by Spirit World Giants [Transmigration Book]

Tianhai Building, located in the city center, is the headquarters of Tianhai Group.

As a giant crocodile occupying half of the entertainment industry, Tianhai Group has formed a complete entertainment ecological industry chain.

It has its own film and television base, film and television production company, brokerage media company, radio and television station.

It can be said that it has almost monopolized all cutting-edge technologies and advanced content output.

There are many stars under the group, and the stars are shining brightly. It is the dream of all artists to be able to sign in Tianhai.

Yuanshi is the helm of Tianhai Group. Chairman Yuan Jie has two sons under his knees, 15 years apart in age.

The eldest son Yuan Xingyu took over the Tianhai Group, and unfortunately passed away in an air crash a year ago.

Yuan Jie, who was in his dying years, had to "return to the rivers and lakes", and by the way, he trained his second son to take over the industry.

It is said that the second son is introverted and low-key. He has never shown his face in public and his whereabouts are very mysterious.

In recent days, it has been rumored that Yuan Jie is about to be passed on to this son because of his health. Everyone in the entertainment circle is waiting for the news, but the news is delayed, like the last calm before the storm.

The reason why Cheng Zian is so arrogant is not only because his family is powerful, but also his sister is Yuan Jie's wife and the mother of the future head of the Yuan family. Although his sister has passed away, Yuan Jie is still a legitimate brother-in-law.

Cheng Zian's temperament is not only flamboyant and domineering but also very conceited. When he was young, he managed a few business deals with good luck and his family's reputation, and was labeled by the media as a "business genius". Hands down the day.

Recently, the media has made a lot of noise about the accident of "Zhu Yuan Yu Run". Coupled with the obstruction of those who offended before, the company's stock price has fallen to one-third in a few days and there is no sign of bottoming out. Moreover, various phenomena indicate that someone entered the market secretly Attempt to short "Silver Spring" and take the opportunity to acquire equity...

"Recently, I've been reciting my words. I'm so unlucky that I'm home. Drinking cold water will stuff my teeth!"

Cheng Zian cursed loudly, and slammed the gossip magazine on the coffee table. The cover was full of scandals between him and a dozen actresses. It was as if the tree fell and the monkeys scattered. As soon as he had a small problem, these people couldn't wait to jump. Come out and bite back!

Thinking of this, Cheng Zian froze suddenly. He saw Wang Huanhuan in the list. This crazy woman always thought she was pregnant, but she actually wanted to put a green hat on him, in case she talked nonsense in the media...

Usually he doesn't care, but recently it's too weird, many unlucky things come together, it's like God deliberately punished him.

"Mr. Cheng, I have a guest who wants to see you." said the housekeeper.

"There must be nothing good at this stall," Cheng Zian said in a bad tone, "No, let him go!"

The housekeeping staff were "ordered" to leave quickly.

Cheng Zian poured out a glass of spirits irritably, poured it with his head up, threw the remaining wine bottle aside, and lay down on the sofa to smoke a cigar.

Alcohol was on him, and his vision was eccentric like a kaleidoscope, which made him temporarily forget his endless troubles.

"Yuan Xinghui, you brat, you're still hiding from me!" Cheng Zian muttered after seeing something.

Footsteps suddenly sounded in my ears, from the tiles in the hall to the carpet in the living room, from crisp to rustling, it seemed that someone had come close.

Cheng Zian tried his best to open his eyes, and in a trance, a tall figure came into view.

"I said I don't see any guests. Where are people?!" Cheng Zian sat up and yelled angrily. When he saw who was coming, most of his anger disappeared involuntarily.

"Beauty, are you real or fake?" He squinted his eyes and looked up and down. Looking at the handsome men and women in the entertainment circle, such aptitude is unique, "Could it be the perfect image that I imagined?"

The person was tall and tall, with no blemishes on his face or facial features, and his indistinguishable temperament was natural. How could nature produce such a creature?

Cheng Zian's heart was about to move, he stood up unsteadily, and reached out to touch her.

The opponent was like a phantom, and the tentacles dissipated like smoke, and then gathered not far away.

Cheng Zi'an pursued tirelessly, and in an instant, the beauty appeared behind him, very close to him.

"Mr. Cheng."

The cold voice came, like mountains and flowing water, refreshing.

Cheng Zi'an became sober for a moment, turned around, and the "beauty" looked down at him with lowered eyes.

"Where did you come from..." Cheng Zian lost his mind for a moment, his outstretched hand suddenly stopped in mid-air, and the awe-inspiring aura exuding from the other party made him dare not blaspheme.

"Cheng Zian."

The other party spoke again and called out his full name.

Cheng Zi'an's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his head subconsciously.

Suddenly crashing into the bottom of the eyes as deep as the sea, as if suddenly falling into the Arctic Ocean, the bone-piercing cold hit the whole body.

Cheng Zian's gums were chattering and trembling. When he looked up, the "beauty" in front of him instantly turned into a skull. His black eye sockets were like a bottomless abyss, and his sharp blade-like jaw opened to bite his head.

"Ahhh!" Cheng Zian screamed and opened his eyes, sweating all over his face, panting heavily.

He sat up in a panic, and accidentally knocked over the wine glass on the coffee table, spilling the remaining wine all over the floor.

"A weird but real dream," Cheng Zian tremblingly lit a cigarette, that beautiful face seemed to be engraved in his mind, and he shuddered when he thought of it.

Cheng Zian dialed the secretary's phone with trembling fingers, "Shen Feng, prepare the car immediately and go to Tianhai Building."

Every time he came to this huge dark building, Cheng Zian couldn't help but feel a chill.

"Yuan Xinghui is just a kid, he has never seen anything in the world!" Cheng Zian silently hinted to himself, thinking of his expression made him feel uncomfortable, and he couldn't control himself from nodding and bowing to obey his orders.

Unless it was a last resort, he didn't want to beg for help with a shy face.

Cheng Zian got out of the car with a dark complexion, and took his secretary Shen Feng into the elevator leading to the president's office.

The outside world and the media knew to speculate wildly. In fact, the Tianhai Group had changed ownership as early as a week ago. Yuan Jie secretly flew to the Manor in Azhou thousands of kilometers away to retire.

"Ding." The car stopped rising.

Cheng Zian took a deep breath and walked quickly to the president's office.

The beautiful female secretary Ren Ruipan walked out of the office with a professional smile, "Mr. Cheng is here? The president is in a meeting, please wait a moment." Then he led him to the reception room. The assistant has a special waiting room. Feng didn't need to order, and went by himself.

"Little bastard!" Cheng Zian's eyes twitched, he hadn't seen him for a few days, he was not qualified to wait in his office?

"What would you like to drink?" Ren Ruipan asked,

"XO." Cheng Zian gave her a blank look and replied impatiently.

"I'm sorry," Ren Ruipan's smile did not change at all, "The president told me that you are not allowed to drink. How about coffee?"

"Whatever, whatever!" Cheng Zian said angrily, what kind of meeting was held, it was obviously a brat showing off.

After a while, the black coffee was placed in front of him, and Cheng Zian took a sip, bitterly, "Damn, what is this thing, trying to poison your uncle to death?"

He yelled in dissatisfaction, and when he was about to walk out of the reception room, he saw Ren Ruipan standing in front of the door smiling.

"Mr. Cheng, I suggest that you should be sober when you meet the president."

"What are you, dare to talk to me like that?!" Cheng Zian was about to vent his anger on Secretary Ren.

"I asked her to say it." A deep and cold voice came from behind.

Ren Ruipan respectfully called: "President."

Cheng Zian's back felt cold, and he turned around silently.

A tall man in a black suit stood not far away.

"When will he..." He purposely chose a dead corner of the corridor, it would be impossible to find it unless he came very close. Cheng Zian glanced at the distance of the meeting room, feeling that Yuan Xinghui's appearance was unimaginable.

"Yuan... President."

Facing this little nephew, Cheng Zian subconsciously restrained his arrogance, and changed his name into a respectful name.

Yuan Xinghui has completely inherited his sister's appearance, but as a man, he is too feminine and beautiful, especially those deep black eyes, when he stares intently, there is always a feeling of being sucked in.

"Come in." Yuan Xinghui's tone was cold.

Cheng Zian didn't say anything else, and obediently followed behind.

This office was designed by Mr. Yuan and is full of classical elements. It is said that Mr. Yuan made his fortune because his grandfather rescued a beggar who was about to freeze to death on the way.

The beggar said he could feel the bones to see his face, so he wanted to show him. He carefully touched the old man's skull, pressed it hard on several places, and left without saying anything.

Soon after, the old man dug up a wild ginseng by chance and got his first pot of gold in his life. With the medical skills passed down from his ancestors, he started trading medicinal materials. After three generations of hard work, the business has grown bigger and bigger, covering more and more industries. Many have made the Yuanshi business empire.

"If you don't rely on the virtues of your ancestors, you don't know where to work." Seeing Yuan Xinghui's superior face, Cheng Zian was dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to show it.

"Tell me, what's the mess this time?" Yuan Xinghui looked at him expressionlessly.

"The press conference is already open, what are you asking me?" Cheng Zian muttered in a low voice, facing Yuan Xinghui's cold gaze, he still said honestly, "An accident happened to the investment's 'Zhu Yuan Yu Run', and the capital chain appeared a little bit child problem,

Yuan Xinghui's expression didn't change at all, and his whole body exuded a repulsive indifference.