"Mr. Lin, I'm really sorry. ”

"You can't go from here. ”

The business manager of the creative hall stopped Wang Shu and the others on the way with three security guards.

"What do you mean?"

Good-looking brows frowned slightly, and Lin Wanqiu was already a little impatient.

I rented a venue here, and I was temporarily changed to a different hall, and now I won't even let me go?

It's just too deceitful.

The business manager bowed his head slightly and said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, don't be surprised, because today's event at Mondstadt Film and Television is relatively grand and the number of participants is relatively large, for the sake of safety, we have decided to temporarily close the main entrance of this side and only use it for Mondstadt Film and their event staff." ”

"You think if it's convenient, let's go to the West Gate first, right?"

The business manager accompanied the smiling face, blocking the middle of the road.

But this smile, no matter how you look at it, has a sense of dog's legs.

Lin Wanqiu clenched her fists tightly.

The wall fell and everyone pushed it.

A small business manager also dared to come up to stop him, obviously the creative hall was between Ye Qiu Culture and Mengde Film and Television, and chose to stand on Mr. Huang's side in advance.

She let out a long breath.

But he couldn't spit out the sadness in his heart.

Once upon a time, who would have dared to allow themselves to suffer such humiliation?

No matter how difficult it is, there is always someone standing behind him, so calmly smiling, and saying gently: "Bao, don't worry, there is me." ”

But now......

It turns out that I have always mistakenly regarded his help as my own ability?

"Sister. ”

A soft call suddenly sounded in his ears, waking Lin Wanqiu up from sadness.

She abruptly turned her head.

A young face was smiling at her.

"Don't worry, I'm here. ”

I don't know why, when I heard this not wonderful comfort, Lin Wanqiu's chaotic mood suddenly settled down.

Wang Shu gritted his teeth and smiled.

In fact, I was complaining frantically in my heart.

It has been more than ten minutes since I got off the bus, and according to the speed of the one-fold mall, the delivery took so long, and it should have arrived a long time ago.

But the fact is that Wang Shu didn't even receive a call to receive the goods.

Although legally, he is already the big boss of this creative gallery.

But the employees here don't know, and even if they jump out and say that they have bought it, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

"Mr. Lin, let's sit down and talk first. ”

Mr. Huang came forward at one time.

He didn't look like a successful entrepreneur at all, in fact, before the national rectification, he was originally gray, and his style of acting was more like a scoundrel.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have used so many indiscriminate means.

He smiled and said, "It's been more than a year, how tiring is it to support the company alone? If I'm not mistaken, your Ye Qiu's box office income last year was only about 10 million, right?"

"I finally sold the shares for 900 million, and I lost one-tenth of it in the first year. ”

"Tsk~"

"With so much money, why not?"

"Why do you have to gamble?"

Lin Wanqiu had relaxed at this time, and said to Mr. Huang calmly: "I have nothing to talk about with you." ”

After saying that, he turned around and was about to take someone away.

Isn't it just going to the West Gate?

Anyway, there is still one last year left, as long as you get through it, you don't have to pay attention to these ghosts and ghosts in the future.

Even if the company loses money again in the past two years, it will pay another 400 million at most.

There are more than 400 million left.

It's enough to save a little bit in this life.

A haze appeared on Mr. Huang's face, and the more Lin Wanqiu didn't give him face, the more uncomfortable he became.

I was about to say a few harsh words.

Suddenly, there was a stray trail of footsteps ahead.

A gray, emaciated man in his forties came running quickly, followed by several attendants dressed like business managers in suits.

Wang Shu noticed that he was holding a file bag in his hand.

The target is on your side.

"Sister Lin, wait a minute. ”

Wang Shu stretched out his arm and stopped Lin Wanqiu, who was about to leave.

The business manager who had stopped in front of them before saw the man running over, and quickly straightened his clothes to greet him: "Mr. Qu, you are here." ”

Even Mr. Huang put away his gloomy expression, stepped forward with a smile and said, "Xiaoqu, why are you so impatient?"

Qu is always the general manager of the 1980 Creative Park.

However, compared with the big boss of Mr. Huang, it is still slightly inferior.

Politely to him: "I'm sorry Mr. Huang, I have something to do, let's talk later." ”

As for the business manager, he ignored him directly.

The surrounding creative park employees all looked this way.

Lin Wanqiu also turned around and waited quietly for Mr. Qu.

In her opinion, Mr. Qu's goal should be her, but her relationship with Mr. Qu is limited to daily business cooperation, and many times it is Ye Qiu's company that wants to settle in the creative park.

But looking at Mr. Qu's nervous appearance, it seems that he was still alive.

At that time, everyone had special respect for Lin Wanqiu.

Even people who are richer and more powerful than her.

"Mr. Qu, who are you?"

Seeing that Mr. Qu had already come to him, there was no doubt that he was looking for him, Lin Wanqiu had to take the initiative to step forward and ask.

A smile immediately bloomed on Mr. Qu's face.

Bent down slightly and stretched out his right hand: "Hello Mr. Lin, I'm really sorry about the day before yesterday." ”

Lin Wanqiu was stunned.

The day before yesterday, wasn't it the fact that his No. 1 hall was snatched away by Mr. Huang?

Could it be that he ran down in a hurry today, and someone looked for him behind his back?

Lin Wanqiu was not prematurely happy, but was a little worried.

Because she knows very well that there is no help in this world for no reason.

Especially these businessmen.

"Mr. Qu, you ......"

Lin Wanqiu was about to ask about the specific situation, but when she saw that Mr. Qu quickly let go of her hand, she smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I have to report to our Wang Dong first, I'm out of company." ”

Wang Dong?

Lin Wanqiu paused.

Mr. Huang on the other side was also inexplicable.

The big boss of the creative park should be Luo Dong of Luoyun Real Estate.

When did it become Wang Dong?

At this time, Mr. Qu had already crossed Lin Wanqiu, walked in front of Wang Shu, who was standing less than a meter behind her, and said respectfully: "Chairman, I am Qu Lei, the general manager of our creative park, and you are welcome to visit our creative park to guide the work." ”

Wang Shu said with a smile: "Guidance is not counted, I don't know much about the business here, everything is still done according to your original model." ”

"You've brought everything, haven't you?"

"Brought. ”

Mr. Qu handed the folder in his hand to Wang Shu with both hands, and intimately helped him open the file buckle.

The people around were all blindfolded.

This Nima.

What's the situation?

This young man who doesn't look good-looking, is it Wang Dong of the Creative Park?

This is a billion-dollar creative park.

Especially Lin Wanqiu.

When Wang Shu asked her how much the Creative Park was worth, she wondered if Wang Shu would buy it, but she just thought about it casually.

In 1980, the business of the creative park was stable and the profits were not low.

Luoyun Real Estate is not short of money, and even if someone wants to buy such a stable egg-laying industry, they will not sell it easily. At the very least, it will take some bargaining, and you may end up selling it at a price much higher than the market price.

And since the former Tianwangshu asked her the price, it has only been a day and two nights now.

In such a short period of time, even the equity has been handed over.

How the hell did he do it?

How much did he pay for it?

Why did he help himself so much?

Lin Wanqiu's brain was a little confused, but the heart in her chest was beating more and more intensely.