"Got it, you go out first, close the office door by the way, and tell others not to come in and disturb me for the time being!"

Pinching his eyebrows and being silent for a while, Zhao Heng signaled that the assistant could go out.

"Okay, Mr. Zhao!"

After sending the assistant away, Zhao Heng immediately picked up his mobile phone and dialed another call.

"Boss, there are mysterious funds buying our company's shares right now, it's just how much to eat!"

On the other end of the phone, a voice was slightly excited.

"Very good! I'm worried that no one will take over this mess, and since someone is willing to eat it, I'll sell it all to him!"

Looking at the employees of Jincheng Romance who were still working seriously outside the glass door, Zhao Heng's eyes narrowed.

In the current environment, there is still a tight capital chain, and the gradually losing brand effect, he really doesn't want to stick to it anymore.

He holds 25% of the shares of Jincheng Romance, that is, 250 million shares!

If you sell all of them at the current market price, you can still cash out 750 million in cash, which is a big profit compared to the original shares of one piece per share.

No loss!

But if it continues like this, not to mention 750 million in cash, it is very likely that it will eventually go bankrupt, not a dime!

Recently, he has been trying to find big money that is interested in the Romance of Jincheng, but in a blink of an eye, a "big fool" took the initiative to send it to the door.

"Boss, do you really want to sell them all?

I want to confirm on the other end of the phone!

"Sell them all! But before that, quickly set up a new company and take the opportunity to transfer the high-quality assets of Beijing Romance! In addition, when the sale is about the same, a shareholders' meeting will be held to announce the news of reducing the holdings!"

Zhao Heng's voice was low.

The capital market is like that, investors never know how deep the water is.

"Got it, boss!

In this way, after the two chatted for a few more words, Zhao Heng hung up the phone.

Syllable!

lit a cigarette and sat back in the boss's chair, Zhao Heng dialed another phone.

Soon, the phone was connected,

"Old Song!"

"Mr. Zhao!"

The call was made to Song Yang, the vice president of the company, who was also a veteran who fought the world with him back then.

"Believe me, throw away all the shares of Jincheng in your hand, and then start from scratch to build a new listed company! As for Lu Hong, now we are two people with us, let him play in Jincheng Romance alone!!"

took a puff of cigarette and spit out a good-looking smoke ring Zhao Heng said.

"Sell all the shares, someone take over?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment before replying.

"In the past two days, there has been a mysterious stream of money, which has been buying, buying as much as you want!"

"Okay! It's rare to run into a big head. ”

This time, Song Yang on the other side of the phone answered very decisively.

He owns 2.5 percent of the shares, or 25 million shares, and if he sells them all, he can cash out a lot.

........

meanwhile

Donghai City, Center CBD, Siying Brokerage,

In the office, the love song of the West Sea sung by Wu Shuang in the live broadcast room was playing over and over again.

Except for Qiao Shan, who was still staring at the computer screen with a serious face and kept typing on the keyboard, the other employees were fascinated by the words.

Today, because of the heavy rainstorm in the Tengli Desert, Yang Sisi has been staying in Wu Shuang's live broadcast room, afraid that something will go wrong.

Halfway, I saw the audience coaxing to listen to Wu Shuang's singing,

Yang Sisi subconsciously turned on the recording equipment.

As the vice president of a brokerage company with a lot of resources in her hands, she naturally wanted to guide Wu Shuang into a king-level existence.

It's not terrible to sing ugly and out of tune, as long as the voice is behind the timbre, it shouldn't be a problem to find some top music producers for special training later.

However, it was just such a casual record, the vicissitudes of life, the melody that he had never heard, and the emotions that could not be explained made Yang Sisi completely immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself.

"This song is like telling a love story! It makes people feel sad that I can't put it into words, but I want to keep listening to it with my eyes closed. ”

Xiao Wang, who is in charge of legal affairs, couldn't help but say.

They have searched the whole Internet and even found folk tunes, but there is no such song. In other words, this song is most likely written by their Mr. Wu himself.

After studying in an art school for four years and wanting to make his debut as a trainee, it is normal for me to write songs by myself.

"I also think that although this song also gives people a sense of desolation and loneliness, it is by no means writing about the desert! It should have been written by Mr. Wu before, and I heard the teachers at the school say that he used to like to travel alone. ”

Ma Yi followed.

Since Siying became famous last time, Nanyi's teachers have gradually contacted him more, and they have talked about Wu Shuang's affairs at school.

"Don't guess, send this song to a band first, let them match it first, and see how it ends!"

Syllable!

Yang Sisi turned off the voice recorder.

At this time, she returned to the state she was in when she negotiated with the sound company!

"Send the band soundtrack?"

Several employees suddenly looked forward to it, this song is already so good, isn't it good to go with music......

"Mr. Yang, I'm going to contact the band, Mr. Wu's song has been sung, and the soundtrack is not difficult!"

Coming back to his senses, Ma Yi hurriedly said.

The difficulty in making music is the creation, not the soundtrack of the songs that are written.

"No need, I'll contact the Black Cat Band and let them match! You continue to stay in Mr. Wu's live broadcast room. ”

Shaking his head, Yang Sisi said a word of advice and left the office with a voice recorder.

"Huh?

It's okay not to listen, but when they heard Ma Yi and other employees, their eyes suddenly widened.

The Black Cats used to be one of the most famous bands in Xia Kingdom, but they haven't made much appearances for three or four years.

Some people say that the band members have a conflict, and some people say that some members have a serious illness, in short, there are different opinions, not to mention outsiders, even insiders can rarely contact them anymore.

Outcome...... Yang Sisi is now asking them to score music...... That's a lot of energy!

A few employees weren't surprised.

......

Just as the employees were coming back to their senses and about to start work, an entertainment message on the TV hanging on the wall of the office caught the attention of several people.

As an agency, as long as there are people in the company, TV will always be on the entertainment news channel, never stopping.

"The latest news, because of the sudden heavy rainstorm in the west, Peng Kai, who participated in the challenge of the left-handed company, could not hold on and collapsed and chose to withdraw. At present, the left-hand company has sent a rescue team to the Maosu Desert to meet ......"

Soon, the picture flashed on the TV, and two hosts appeared.

"Peng Kai withdrew? What an accident, he should be the first star to withdraw on the left-hand side! Originally, his ranking and popularity have risen in the past two days, it's a pity!"

The female anchor looked embarrassed.

"There's no way, it's a once-in-a-century heavy rainstorm, and it's understandable that you can't hold on!"

The male anchor next to him shook his head and said.