Chapter 617: Let's have a showdown!

Chapter 613

After receiving Xu Youzhen's reply and learning that Jingxie had accepted all his requests in the face of him, Li Shixin patted his forehead.

The conditions have been reduced.

According to Article 56 of the Code of Bargaining in the Vegetable Market, "If you don't cut the other party to the point of bargaining, it will not be considered a successful bargain", Xin Ye felt that he was losing blood.

I knew it was so happy...... Let everyone above the vice president of the Beijing Association come to recognize their father collectively!

After constructing the scene in his mind, Li Shixin shivered violently.

No, I can't think about it.

It's just so magnificent!

Although he regretted this wave of operations in his heart, there was no reason to regret what he had done, and after Li Shixin felt a little pain, he turned this one over.

In fact, Li Shixin is not interested in the president of the Beijing Association. This time, the Peking Opera should actually be a ticket, pointing to the ceiling of the Peking Opera is still too low.

After the filming of "Ling" was completed, the road was paved for Sun Liancheng and Luo Luo, the little girl, and it was almost the same in Peking Opera. In the final analysis, it is necessary to return to the right path and engage in his own acting career.

After casually instructing Xu Youzhen and letting him take full authority to handle the affairs with the Beijing Association and the Ministry of Culture on his own behalf, Li Shixin left the hotel of China Film and returned to the capital with all his luggage, including An Xiaoxiao.

......

The serialization of "Ling" is over, the finale has been released, and the work as the main creator and starring Li Shixin has been completed.

However, because of the intervention of the Beijing Association and the Ministry of Culture, it is already at the peak of popularity, and relying on the just-released "Red Ling" is still spreading explosively on the Internet, the popularity of "Ling" is still rising.

Just when Li Shixin returned to the capital to reunite with a group of old fans, the Beijing Association, the Ministry of Culture, which had reached a PY relationship with Cha Dou, also officially began to operate.

In the office of the Ministry of Culture, a commendation announcement for the dissemination of traditional culture is being carefully compiled by the department's pen and stick for the promotion of traditional culture on Chadou.com.

The document nominating Chadou.com as an online video platform as a communication unit to participate in the cultural industry report meeting held by the National Academy next month has also been stamped with the department's red seal.

The Peking Opera Association, in an in-depth cooperation with Chadou.com, uses the Chadou APP as a medium to use new media to cultivate the quintessence of Peking Opera aesthetics to a new generation of audiences, and has obtained the consent of all members of the association in the conference room.

Chadou.com, re-editing the hit online "Ling", and uniting the Ministry of Culture and the Peking Opera Association to launch the plan in major theaters across the country has also been preliminarily finalized.

However, Li Shixin didn't know about this series of things related to "Ling".

After returning to the capital, Li Shixin first went back to Sun Liancheng and met with a group of old fans. After appeasing the old fans who had been neglected for more than a month, and promised Liu Feng that he would not do anything in the next few days, he would take them to play. Together with An Xiaoxiao Sun Luoluo, he went to participate in the crew finale banquet arranged by Liu Wenqiang.

As a producer, this is not okay not to attend.

In the evening, half past ten.

Moon Age Grand Theatre.

"Oh, this kid, don't drink so much if you can't drink it!"

"Shixin, you too! The little one doesn't know the depths, why don't you stop you when you're old?"

"Look, a good boy, drink this virtue!

"Brother Liancheng, what's going on?"

In the compound.

A group of old fans hugged the pillars of the theater with wine bottles, and Sun Luoluo, who didn't let go, was numb.

"Alas, what about Xiaoxiao, why did this child disappear in a blink of an eye?"

The old man Liu Feng in the crowd looked at Luo Luo and shook his head, only to pat his thigh and find that there was no one missing.

"I'm here!"

Just as everyone was hurriedly looking for it, a figure with a toilet seat around his neck staggered over from the direction of the toilet.

"Guy, hey, hey, what did you guess I picked up in the toilet just now?

"Hiccup,"

After a big hiccup, An Xiaoxiao blinked, saw Sun Luoluo who was holding the pillar, and sat down.

γƒΎ(o???? 'o) "Lolo, what are you doing?"

"Don't speak, I'm a branch here that is taking root. ”

(o?? Ο‰`o)??β€œ Hiccup, uh, hey, Lolo. You've drunk too much, this is obviously a Dinghai Shen Needle! Look at my Mr. Bull, dig it up...... Come out!"

Looking at the two little girls who were drunk and crazy in the yard, Li Shixin covered his temples.

One drank a small sip of wine and got drunk, and went straight to the toilet.

One went crazy after taking a sip of wine, pulling the entire crew one by one, fifty-three degrees of Moutai cup by cup, who stopped and who was in a hurry.

Who can stop this?

O iniquity!

"Tut-tut-tut. ”

Just when Li Shixin had a headache, Chen Boshi, who had just returned to the capital, put down his mobile phone and let out a sigh.

"In the world, who doesn't have a little black history? Grandpa Xin, this video is in hand, do you think I have my pocket money next month?"

Looking at Chen Boshi's dark face, Li Shixin raised his eyebrows and picked up his mobile phone as well.

Want to threaten the old man's apprentices with black history?

Bah!

Sun Luoluo and An Xiaoxiao, who hugged each other and sat on the ground to take root and sprout, filmed for more than ten seconds, and Li Shixin made the first move with a righteous face and posted the video to the fan WeChat group.

"No, you're gone with your pocket money. ”

Drip!

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In Chen Boshi's contempt, Li Shixin smiled and returned to the hall with his hands behind his back.

......

Next.

Huhai, the chairman's office of Huaqi headquarters building.

Raising his head from the wide solid wood desk and rubbing his face that had pressed out the marks of the Dao, Zhao Jinzhi shook his head with a wry smile.

Do the math, this should be the seventh sleep at my desk this week.

Rubbing her completely numb arm, Zhao Jinzhi staggered up from her chair.

The sunlight outside the window shines through the cracks in the shutters into the office with the lights on, making everything in the room seem obscure and depressing.

As she removed the two swollen stockings, she saw an electronic calendar on her desk that read "Friday, August 8th."

Just as she frowned slightly, the mobile phone on the table tinkled and tinked.

Looking at the private mobile phone that she hadn't touched for many days, she copied it and opened WeChat, which was constantly popping up messages.

In the fan group, the two videos that took on all the laughter of old fans in the morning made the solemnity between Zhao Jinzhi's eyebrows slightly soothed.

After thinking about it, she clicked on Li Shixin's avatar and @δΊ†δΈ€δΈ‹.

"In the late days of the warbler flowers, returning to the boat flute and drum in the sunset, it is rare to be idle in life. Envy. ”

was looking at the message that was sent out, and felt that he was a little complaining too much and preparing to withdraw, and a voice from Li Shixin jumped in the chat box.

The other side seemed to be brushing his teeth, accompanied by a mouthwash of "grunt!", Li Shixin's unsparing voice came out: "The bell sends the dusk chicken to announce the dawn, when is the dawn urging." Thousands of hatreds and sorrows have grown old, and grass still grows in spring. Little January hasn't shown his head, has he? I'm almost busy, I have to rest!"

Listening to Li Shixin's voice, Zhao Jinzhi pursed her lips and was happy: "It's not as good as you." ”

Li Shixin: "It doesn't matter, you have me!"

Wu Ming: ",!!!,!!!!!!!!!@!!"

Looking at Wu Ming, who suddenly came out of the fan group, Zhao Jinzhi was happy.

Putting her phone back on her desk, she walked to the dressing room.

Washing the remaining makeup, looking at the woman in the mirror who was facing the sky like a peony in full bloom, the hesitation on her face disappeared.

Half an hour later.

The delicate peony walked out of the dressing room and pushed open the door of the office.

After glancing at the door, she didn't know when, and her subordinates who were already standing in a row at the door raised her chin slightly.

"Chairman!"

"How?"

"Everyone is here. ”

"Let's go. ”

Crash.

The conference room, which was covered with the glow of the morning sun, was pushed away by the assistant.

Facing the eyes of dozens of shareholder representatives and directors inside, Zhao Jinzhi walked to the first place, ripped off the shawl on his shoulders, and put it on the chair casually.

"I've heard that there have been some unusual voices on the board lately. ”

casually glanced at everyone present, and Zhao Jinzhi casually entrenched in the wide leather chair.

"If you have any means, hurry up. ”

In the end, her eyes fell on the Huaqi prince on her left, Meng Nan!

"I'm in a hurry, I don't have time to spend with my children. ”

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