"Here's the thing. ”

Tomokazu Yamamoto sat on the sofa and looked at the rich second generation he met in China.

This rich second generation and Yamamoto have seen each other before are not quite the same.

Some rich second generations do their own thing, and some rich second generations work hard and want to surpass their parents.

And this one, the rules of doing things seem to be disorderly, but the fact is that under his undisciplined management, the company he founded is getting better and better, and even vaguely comparable to the trend of China's No. 1 entertainment company - East China Media.

This rich second generation is - Wei Bi.

At this time, he sat in a leather office chair, spinning around.

It stands to reason that he was indeed wearing a very normal and expensive black suit, with custom leather shoes of calfskin underfoot, but he unbuttoned the upper half of the white shirt inside the suit, revealing his solid chest muscles. There was no sunshine today, and he was still wearing a pair of sunglasses, which looked very contrived and very personal.

Arrogant and uninhibited, madness without losing majesty and reason.

No one knows what the unknown meaning of his seemingly whimsical action in the next second is.

Tomokazu Yamamoto thought about it, if he brought an IQ tester to Wei Bi, he would definitely be a cut above many people who thought they were smart.

"Oh, I understand, what about this Meng Zuo you are talking about?"

"He's not like that, he's just that kind of ......" Tomokazu Yamamoto thought for a moment and said it carefully, "It's competitive, it's ambitious, it seems to be a little overconfident, and most importantly, I see loneliness in his eyes." ”

"Lonely?" Wei Bi Junlang's face showed a rare look of interest.

"Yes, loneliness, Wei Bijun, do you know the feeling of being cold in a high place?" asked Tomokazu Yamamoto.

"Hahahaha...... I haven't had that chance to know yet. Wei Bi laughed, and he didn't know that Tomokazu Yamamoto's words had amused him, "After all, there is an East China media above that is pressing us Wei Lai, but you say it, I should be able to understand." ”

"This Monzo, although very confident, does not make me feel that he is conceited. ”

"What do you mean...... His self-confidence stems from the fact that he is indeed very powerful?" Wei Bi understood what Tomokazu Yamamoto meant, and was slightly shocked in his heart.

You must know that it is not an easy thing to get the recognition of Tomokazu Yamamoto, even if he has a strong personality charm, he has only become an ordinary business partner with Tomokazu Yamamoto so far, and has not reached the point of friendship.

And this unknown Meng Zuo was so highly praised by Tomokazu Yamamoto, which shows that he does have something.

"Yes, that's what I mean, and for Meng Zuo, I can describe it in a four-character Chinese idiom. Tomokazu Yamamoto said.

"Unfathomable?" Wei Bi snatched Tomokazu Yamamoto's words.

Tomokazu Yamamoto was extremely surprised: "Wei Bijun is really extraordinary, and he is not an ordinary person. ”

"Harm, Mr. Yamamoto praised it, come, taste the difference between our big red robe and the tea you brewed in the Japanese tea ceremony. ”

Wei Bi got up and handed tea to Yamamoto, and Yamamoto Tomokazu realized that Wei Bi was actually wearing half of his trousers, as if he had been torn by something.

"Wei Bijun, who are you?" Tomokazu Yamamoto turned his head, trying not to see Wei Bi's thick leg hair.

"Oh, I met an old classmate yesterday. Wei Bi said disapprehantly.

"Are you sure it's an old classmate and not an old enemy?" Tomokazu Yamamoto couldn't help but look at the chic pants again.

"Of course it's an old classmate, but when I left, I wanted to pretend to be forced and put on the newly bought spring, but I didn't expect that thing to be so useless, stuck on the ground and couldn't get up, so I pulled my trouser leg directly away. Wei Bi shrugged his shoulders and handed over the brewed tea.

"Oh, to be so ugly in front of that person, I think the relationship between the two of you is quite good. Tomokazu Yamamoto said thoughtfully.

"Hahahaha...... Wei Bi laughed a few times, "of course that's very good, our brothers are like father and son." ”

"Huh?" Tomokazu Yamamoto was a little blindsided.

"It's okay, it's okay, these are some of our Chinese's witty words, describing the brothers as good." Wei Bi began to talk nonsense.

"Oh, learn and live to be old. Tomokazu Yamamoto silently wrote it down.

"Do you know what I'm talking about with my old classmates?" Wei Bi returned to the back of his desk again, and Tomokazu Yamamoto breathed a sigh of relief, finally no longer having to look at Wei Bi's body hair comparable to that of a strong man in Europe and the United States.

"What?"

"It's Meng Zuo who is talking. Wei Bi smiled.

"Oh, could it be that you have long taken a fancy to Meng Zuo?" Tomokazu Yamamoto was a little surprised.

"Well, wouldn't it be a pity that a talent like this is not used by me?" Wei Bi nodded.

When Meng Zuo released his first song, Wei Bi began to pay attention to him.

"His song "Sailor", I heard it all the blood boiling. Wei Bi closed his eyes and recalled the first time he listened to Meng Zuo's song, which was very pleasant.

"Yes, Meng Zuojun has a deep attainment in music. Tomokazu Yamamoto nodded, in terms of music, Tomokazu Yamamoto admires Meng Zuo very much, music has no borders, and the songs created by Meng Zuo, Tomokazu Yamamoto also likes to listen to them.

"Yes, but I went to talk to my old classmates about Meng Zuo because of his music level, and he will definitely be a trend in our company in the future. ”

"I believe in the strength of your company. Tomokazu Yamamoto echoed, because the feeling that Wei Bi gave him was also unfathomable.

"But I didn't expect that this young man is quite versatile, not only can he create, but also can tell stories, he can also play the piano, and he is also a disciple of Master Jing Lang, and now he is going to make movies again. The smile on Wei Bi's face grew stronger and stronger.

He had already decided that Meng Zuo was a rare genius, and he could even change the fate of a company with the power of one person.

"East China Media has enough talents, it has monopolized the entertainment industry for many years, and when the leader is tired, it should rest. Wei Bi crossed Erlang's legs and said chilling words with ease.

"It seems that Meng Zuo, this person, are you bound to win?" Tomokazu Yamamoto suddenly remembered that this person who looked very young and muscular was already a middle-aged and elderly man in his forties, and his scheming was only a lot more than himself.

A lion, even if it is a middle-aged lion, is secretly recuperating, sharpening his teeth, ready to pounce on the prey it wants.

"It's inevitable. Wei Bi nodded, "Of course it's inevitable." ”

"Then Wei Bijun, what are you going to do? I remember, Meng Zuo is now a member of East China Media. Tomokazu Yamamoto couldn't help but have the mentality of eating melons.

"He and Huadong Media do have a contract relationship, but as far as I know, the artist clause he is signing now is still the lowest level for the time being, for a period of three months, and it will expire in a few days. Wei Bi smiled "everything is under control".

"So, Boss Wei is going to take the food from his mouth?"

"No, no, no. Wei Bi shook his head, "Huadong Media is not a tiger for a long time, it has been sitting on the dragon head for too long, so long that it really thinks that it has no opponent, comfort makes people relax their vigilance, now it is just a cat that eats like a tiger, let alone take a biscuit from its hand, even if it takes down the whole pot of cat food, what can it do?" Wei Bi sneered.

Tomokazu Yamamoto felt the temperature in the room drop rapidly, and the cold pierced his heart.

At this time, he suddenly understood why Wei Bi was able to rise under the suppression of East China Media, and he was getting bigger and bigger.

"I couldn't think of a good way to get rid of Meng Zuo's big fish, but now you're here and give me a good idea. Wei Bi laughed again, "Isn't he short of money to make a movie? This money, I'm out, I'm out alone, he said he wanted 100 million, I gave him 100 million, he said he wanted 200 million, I gave him 200 million, how much he wanted, how much I gave!"

"Isn't it too expensive to invest like this?" Tomokazu Yamamoto frowned.

"Oh, I can't give up the child and can't hide the wolf!" Wei Bi shrugged, as if 200 million was really insignificant to him.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something again, and said to Tomokazu Yamamoto.

"You haven't drunk my tea yet, hurry up and try it, and by the way, we can talk about some things about the tea ceremony!"