Fang Hong had no reason not to accept Zhang Xiaojian's capital injection.

From the perspective of the owner of the entertainment company, this injection of huge funds can allow her to completely let go of her fists and kicks and break through in the entertainment industry.

As for the shares that Zhang Xiaojian wanted, where is it worth hundreds of millions, it can be regarded as a donation.

But from the perspective of Ning Xueqing's sister, she should not accept Zhang Xiaojian's proposal, because one of the most difficult things in the world is 'public and private'.

took Zhang Xiaojian's money, how could Zhang Xiaojian's sister be just an ordinary employee?

Of course, although Fang Hong has a certain emotional foundation for Ning Xueqing, she is a businessman after all, a small boss of a start-up entertainment company.

She couldn't refuse Zhang Xiaojian, so she could only nod.

Zhang Xiaojian was very satisfied with Fang Hong's statement, but of course he had calculations in his heart on how to use the money.

Although Zhang Xiaojian doesn't know how to do business and buy dry stocks, he knows that as long as you can afford the price, professionals will come to help you.

So in the afternoon, the largest law firm in the magic capital sent a professional team.

Among them, a middle-aged oilhead is the leader, he and his team are dressed in formal clothes, there are more than a dozen people, and even brought the projector, but in the end they all sit in the revolving restaurant and look at each other.

The big oil head is called Yan Ci, the boss of the business team of the chief law firm in the magic capital, not only has an oily head, but also looks ugly.

It was he who received this CASE, and on the phone he heard that his employer Zhang Xiaojian wanted to buy the dry shares of an entertainment company, worth more than 100 million.

To be honest, even in the magic capital, a CASE worth more than 100 million is a big CASE.

Of course, Yan Ci was ready to fight, and brought the most elite dozen people in the group to the revolving restaurant of the McLaren Hotel.

However, after learning more about it, he felt that his employer should have been deceived.

"Mr. Zhang Xiaojian, the market value of the entertainment company Magic Energy Culture is less than 10 million at most, and the funds you inject can buy at least ten such companies, which is too unnecessary. ”

"And if you want, I can find the biggest entertainment companies in Shanghai for you to choose from, their prospects are all vetted, and they will be more than happy to accept capital injections, and they will definitely make money back in the future, I have to be honest, the future of magic energy is not necessarily going to be able to fight the encirclement. ”

Fang Hong's face flushed for a while, but he had to admit that Yan Ci was right.

And this is not over, Yan Ci began to gush.

All in all, he euphemistically expressed that magic entertainment is not bullshit, if you want to invest, there are a lot of promising entertainment companies to invest in in magic capital.

After listening to him for about ten minutes, Zhang Xiaojian had to politely interrupt him: "Stop, do you know how to invest?"

Yan Ci: "......"

He is the commercial lead lawyer of the lead law firm of the lead law, how can he not understand investing?

In his opinion, Magic Energy, a small entertainment company, can't hold up in the market for three years, and it will be completely knocked to the ground by the waves.

What he said was from the perspective of the personal interests of the client Zhang Xiaojian, why didn't he know how to invest?

Maybe Yan Ci will never understand in his life that Zhang Xiaojian doesn't need benefits.

So Zhang Xiaojian said: "When I invest, I don't look at whether the company has prospects, but at people." ”

After saying this, Zhang Xiaojian's heart was agitated, is this the line from the TV series or the movie, it's so handsome.

And when it comes to this, of course Yan Ci has no reason to stop Zhang Xiaojian, so he can only slander in his heart, okay, you have money, what you say...

Zhang Xiaojian raised his finger and said, "I need a fund supervision team, which directly belongs to me, to supervise the funds invested in the magic energy entertainment company, and ensure that the money is spent on the blade." ”

Yan Ci replied: "This is no problem. ”

"I need a share contract, and I'm signing it with Boss Fang on the spot. ”

"Kobayashi, now I want to make a contract. ”

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Once the contract is signed, it's time to oversee the team.

Of course Zhang Xiaojian wouldn't be stupid, he really transferred hundreds of millions of dollars directly to Fang Hong.

He needs to make sure that his sister, as well as his sister's friends, and the young people who are fighting for their dreams, have the best conditions.

It's just that after listening to what Zhang Xiaojian was going to do with these funds, Yan Ci and his professional team looked so ugly.

As the most professional team of business lawyers, they certainly have a wealth of experience.

But I have never taken such a ridiculous CASE.

Zhang Xiaojian wants to buy a downtown mansion as a dormitory for all the artists of Magic Energy, and these so-called artists may not even be able to reach the skirts of Internet celebrities.

Zhang Xiaojian also has to equip the artists with an assistant team, no, a group of artists who are at most trainees, what do you want assistants for, order box lunches?

Zhang Xiaojian also needs a clothing group, does it make this group of unknown trainees sprout every day?

Why do you want to have a luxury car to pick you up, this.... Where can they go? Internet café opening, or COS exhibition?

The most terrible thing is that you also need a team of five-star chefs, what to say about balanced nutrition, how to look more and more like pigs....

This is certainly not pig breeding, but the best objective external conditions.

After all the conditions were proposed, some people in the lawyer team were moved, this is going to work, isn't this going to support the uncle every day?

But helplessly, Zhang Xiaojian is a customer, and everything he says is up.

And after taking care of all this, Zhang Xiaojian also booked a return ticket for tomorrow, and asked the second aunt: "Are you sure you don't want to stay here?"

The second aunt gritted her teeth: "Don't stay." ”

Zhang Xiaojian looked at the blurry night outside the window and thought of his friends in Jiangcheng.

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In the night, Ye Mozhu, who had a low brim of his hat, trotted all the way with a convenience bag and knocked on the door of a household, and said politely: "Hello, the meal you ordered." ”

There was no thanks, only the indifferent sound of the door closing.

Ye Mozhu didn't care, and trotted all the way back to her hotel, this is her summer vacation life, helping her parents' small restaurant deliver takeaways.

Running and running, she received a mobile phone ringing prompt, she opened it and saw Zhang Xiaojian's message in the group: "I'll come back tomorrow, let's eat together in the evening." ”

Ye Mozhu replied: "Okay, I'll do it!"

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Bai Yang and Gao Qingsong are still in the hospital, not because it takes some days for the injuries on their faces to be gone, and until these marks are removed, they will go home to find trouble for themselves.

The two were fighting the landlord with Luo Tengfei.

“2。 ”

"Fried. ”

"King fried. ”

"The king blew up. ”

"The king blew up.

Luo Tengfei sneered and played a five-in-a-row.

"Fried. ”

"Fried. ”

The landlord Luo Tengfei looked bitter. "Don't, big brother, this just drew a card. ”

Just as he was wailing, the mobile phone prompt sounded together, and after seeing Zhang Xiaojian's message, the three of them smiled.

The three of them replied in the form of a repeater: "Welcome the Sword Emperor back to the capital." ”

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In the apartment, Su Yu and Wang Wan'er, who had just put on a mask, sat opposite each other.

Su Yu sighed for no reason: "Don't you want to be...", her eyes glanced at a rose on the table that was almost bald.

Wang Wan'er nodded solemnly: "That's right." ”

So she picked up the rose that was almost bald, pulled off a petal, looked at the chandelier at an angle of forty-five degrees, and said with a complaining face: "The fifth day of Xiaojian's departure....."

Su Yu was about to scold her, and a 'ding' came from the mobile phones of the two of them.

Zhang Xiaojian is coming back.