Chapter 81 **Actresses are not only big breasts (1) "Asking for a Monthly Pass in the Middle of the Month"
[Please keep in mind the domain name of this site " " , or search in Baidu: Sanlian Literature Network] For Li Zhuoyu and Duan Mingli, tonight can only be regarded as an equal share, one of them fell into a 25000 name, but Li Zhuoyu spent 2.5 million to get Fan Wuji's Japanese stock market operation information, and Duan Mingli asked his son to take a picture of the hair of the third-level actress Chen Bisong.
For the organizers of the conference, there is no difference between the two, anyway, the total of 5 million yuan will be transferred to the special account of the Hope Project to contribute to the construction of the Hope Primary School or the independent out-of-school children. As for what they bought, it doesn't matter, they want to snap it up anyway, and it's really none of the organizer's business.
However, when Fan Wuxian and Xia Xue appeared on the stage and performed a new song "Trouble Caused by the Moon", Li Zhuoyu was even more puzzled about his origin.
"Where did this man come from?" Ou Mingde and Duan Mingli were also very surprised, just now they saw that the two of them and Wu Zhi Xiaoji were sitting together in a close relationship, and it didn't seem to be an equal relationship, why did the two of them sing again at this time?
"Why don't I ask the organizers." Duan Zidai volunteered.
"Well, don't get people's attention." Duan Mingli also wanted to figure out what was going on, so he nodded in agreement, but he hadn't forgotten to warn his son to keep a low profile.
"I see." Duan Zidai nodded, said goodbye to a few people, and quietly ran to the backstage.
Fan Wuxi was in a good mood today, so he was also very involved in singing, and the response was almost sensational. The people who were tired of listening to the old songs in the guest seats were greatly infected.
When Fan Wuxian and Xia Xue returned to their seats, they were immediately surrounded by several people.
Although these people are not star chasers, they have more vision than star chasers, because they themselves are their own musicians who engage in entertainment programs, and they suddenly found such a strange and very potential singer, of course, they have to figure it out.
"Mr. Fan. Which company are you a contracted artist for? I really like your songs, can you sign me? A reporter mixed with the guests took out his notebook and asked.
Fan Wuxian smiled. "I'm just playing tickets, not a contracted singer of any company, and because of my special status, I can't give people a signature casually, so I can't accept your request."
Jokes, Fan Wuxi's signature has always appeared on hundreds of millions of dollars in capital flow documents. At the very least, it has to be on the contract for major economic activities at the prefectural and municipal levels, and as for the hotel checkout, it is basically done by his subordinates, how can he show it to strangers casually, and leave it in people's notebooks?
This is a matter of economic security.
The reporter was stunned, not only did he not get angry, but he became more interested in Fan Wuxi's identity, but the reporters in the mainland were relatively restrained, and they also knew that there were some things that they should not ask. Since people say that the identity is special, it is not suitable to continue to ask about this issue, in case there is any undue trouble, it will not be of any benefit to themselves or the unit.
"That's a shame, but can you say anything about the song? I can tell it's a new song. The journalist changed the subject. Pay attention to the new song sung by Fan Wuxian and Xia Xue.
When it comes to the song, Fan Wuxian said to reporters without blushing, "This is a new song with my original lyrics, and the official version is produced by New Silk Road Entertainment Company, and an official record may be released soon." Although I am not a contracted singer of New Silk Road Entertainment, because my relationship with them is not ordinary, any new songs I have will be released from their company. β
"Mr. Fan is actually an original all-round talent, so are you interested in becoming a professional singer?" The reporter still asked with some reluctance, "If a talented singer like you doesn't pursue a career in this field." It will be a big loss for us! I'm familiar with a lot of big record labels. Like Rolling Stone, or Warner Records. If you are interested, I would be happy to act as an intermediary. β
Fan Wuxian shook his head with a smile and said, "This is a good idea, but if I engage in a singing career, my loss will be great, very, very big." β
Xia Xue listened to it on the side, and couldn't help but pout, and said in her heart that the loss was really big, a hundred rolling stones or Warners tied together could not beat Fan Wuxi's assets, and a fool would run to sing specifically.
If Fan Wuxian hadn't been bored and happened to deal with the work affairs of the south, it would have been impossible for him to come to Shanghai to buy the New Silk Road Entertainment Company, let alone record this song in a boyish manner, and it would be impossible for him to agree to Xia Donghai's request to participate in this party and toss a storm.
Let him go and sing to people? What an insult to the intelligence of a billionaire! Fan Wuxian doesn't mind making a cameo appearance as a singer once in a while, but in his heart, he still has a lot of contempt for the singers, just a group of actors, who wear false masks and sing on the stage all day long, either to evade taxes, or to take drugs, or to run away after a traffic accident, which is really tasteless.
If these people are compared, Fan Wuxian would rather never be reborn, or be more comfortable doing his own old business of helping others launder money.
Several reporters saw that there was no oil and water to fish, so they dispersed, at this time the stage was still singing and dancing, and the audience had already begun to serve food to everyone, Fan Wuxian tossed for a while, and at this time he was hungry again, and regardless of how others felt, he pulled Xia Xue to eat first.
"Brother Fan, your appetite is very good! It is difficult for the average person to concentrate on eating on such occasions! Li Zhuoyu looked at it and couldn't help but say a few more words.
"The people live on food!" Fan Wuxian said while eating, "The dishes here are still good, except for the small amount, there is nothing to be picky about, by the way, why don't you do it?" β
"Hehe, I'm used to eating late." Li Zhuoyu said with a smile. "Don't be restrained, even if you eat well, don't give me any leftovers. The dinner party is just a formality, everyone has to add food every year after going home, and my family must be preparing dinner for me now, and I will drink some gruel when I go back. Eat some hors d'oeuvres, it's comfortable. β
"You're living up. In other words, it's to live a good life. I can't do it yet, but I am greedy for appetite, and I have a lot of selfish thoughts, so I can't compare with you brick beasts. Fan Wuxi was nibbling on a sweet and sour pork rib, which was stewed quite softly and had a very deep flavor. So the speech is a bit slurred.
Li Zhuoyu smiled and didn't say anything, just took the document he had photographed in his hand, looked at it carefully, and it didn't take long for his brows to wrinkle, and the more he looked at it, the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became.
Fan Wuxian did not hide his secrets here. The process of operating the stock market in Japan, except for the part where he hired someone to defraud Yasuda Onoro was not on the table, the other operation processes and purposes were basically listed, and in combination with the above date, as long as the people in the industry who were more concerned about the Japanese economy could understand the thrilling battle process at that time.
Li Zhuoyu is such an expert economic talent. I have long-term experience in financial activities, and my family business is also large, so I naturally have a good understanding of the various changes in the surrounding market.
"Do you see something famous?" Fan Wuxi finished gnawing the bones, wiped his oil hands with a watch, saw Li Zhuoyu's face turned pale, and looked at the information in his hand, knowing that this thing touched him more. So he asked.
"Feeling. It's like a life-and-death struggle. Li Zhuoyu said with a wry smile.
Fan Wuxian nodded, and said in his heart that it is not an exaggeration to describe the stock market. As the saying goes, it's good. Small gambling pleasure, big gambling Anbang, the so-called stock market, is just a big casino opened by the state, gambling is the business performance and size gossip of so many existing companies in China, the country is the total dealer, and the powerful financial predators are small dealers, as for the thousands of stockholders, but they are all cannon fodder, if you are lucky, you can keep up with drinking a little broth, and if you are unlucky, you are the material that is sent to death in the black pot.
It is still very appropriate to use the life and death struggle to describe the stock market, but many people will not think so, always thinking that they are the only stock gods who can play with ease, in fact, where can small retail investors make a steady profit? As long as you stay in the story and don't come out, the fat man will become a thin man, the thin man will become a dry corpse, and the dry corpse will become a skeleton.
If the slimming effect of the beauty shop can be half of the stock market, then there will be no fat sister in the whole world.
"As long as you go down to the sea, you will follow up the gladiatorial arena, you are a gladiator, either you die or I die, unless you are like a high slave owner and nobleman, it is difficult to have a good end." That's how Fan Wuxian describes the stock market.
"But I see that what you've written doesn't look like a gladiator's opinion at all?" Li Zhuoyu is also a rather funny person, and asked after raising the information.
"Because I'm not a dealer, but I'm a crocodile!" Fan Wuxian said with a smile, "Hide in the mud and don't bend your head, when the opportunity comes, bite down, whether it is a gladiator or a slave owner, as long as you touch it, you will never let go!" β
A dinner lasted nearly three hours, and by the time it was over, it was almost half past ten.
At this time, Xia Donghai and his wife came over, it turned out that they met a CCTV friend when they entered the venue, so they sat down to talk about business, and then remembered that Fan Wuxian and his daughter were also here.
"As for the cooperation with CCTV, we are talking about it now, but we can't see the possibility of cooperation in a short time, after all, your satellite has not yet been launched into the sky. It's a bit of a cooperative thing to say that Shanghai TV is a bit cooperative, but what they mean is that cooperation can be done, and the draft can be done, but it can't be vulgar. Feng Xiaonan said to Fan Wuxi.
In fact, in the current domestic TV market, Shanghai TV is relatively open, and from the perspective of their program arrangement, they are more inclined to have more news and foreign exchanges, and are weaker in entertainment, so after Feng Xiaonan proposed to cooperate with them to start a talent show. The other party's interest is still quite large, but he is worried that such an unprecedented activity in China will be questioned or opposed by the supervisor, so he asks that the program not go too far.
"It's just a matter of time, you don't have to be too hot at the beginning, you can do it gradually, and there will be no problems." Fan Wuxian nodded after hearing this, indicating that he knew. Then he added, "Since the company is yours to run. Then I will completely delegate power, at most I will provide some suggestions in the general direction, and you can discuss the specific details, and you don't need to repeat them to me. β
Fan Wuxian introduced Li Zhuoyu to the two of them by the way, who knew that Xia Donghai and Feng Xiaonan had already heard of Li Zhuoyu's name, "Fortunately, I will be lucky!" Mr. Li is a well-known entrepreneur and financier in Shanghai. The assets have already exceeded 100 million! β
After everyone dispersed, Xia Donghai's family of three left in a car, and Wu Zhi Xiaoji proposed to go out to see the night view of Shanghai, Fan Wuxian nodded and agreed, anyway, it is not yet eleven o'clock in the evening, and Shanghai's nightlife has just begun.
Coastal cities are much more open than in the interior, as evidenced by the men and women who walk the streets at night. Asia's No. 1 financial center was not in vain, and despite so many years of closure, it was able to recover a lot of life in a short period of time.
Fan Wuxian was leaning on the railing by the river, and suddenly felt that there was one more person beside him.
"Mr. Fan, can I have a few words with you?" A slightly Hong Kong female voice rang out.
Looking back, it was Chen Bisong who had just met him at the dinner tonight. Fan Wuxi turned his head to look around, then pointed to his nose uncertainly and asked, "Are you talking to me?" β
"There doesn't seem to be a third party here." Chen Bisong smiled and said.
Fan Wuxi looked at Chen Bisong suspiciously, only to see that her long hair was fluffy over her shoulders, her face without makeup also showed a bright atmosphere, and her two eyes were even more hazy vapor, and her long eyelashes made her look like a doll.
"It's a pity that such a beautiful girl goes to shoot a third-level film." Fan Wuxian couldn't help but sigh secretly after seeing it.
At this time, Chen Bisong only made a small break in the third-level film. And it's a lala-la role. has not had skin-to-skin contact with male actors, and has not been given unspoken rules by pervert directors. If you want to pull her, yes.
Let's see what she means first, right? Fan Wuxian calmed down, looked at Chen Bisong's eyes and asked, "I didn't expect to meet Miss Chen here, I was a little surprised, did we meet by chance or what?" β
Chen Bisong was amused by Fan Wuxi's words, and said with a smile, "Shanghai is so big, how can it be a coincidence?" β
"That's just as well." Fan Wuxian was also infected by Chen Bisong's frankness, and replied with a smile, "Among tens of millions of people, the chance of two outstanding young men and women meeting is about 1 in 20,000, which is really not a coincidence. β
"A 1 in 20,000 chance? How did you come up with this number? Chen Bisong asked with some curiosity.
Fan Wuxi scratched his head, remembering that this theory didn't seem to have officially appeared, and his little junior sister who had written "One in 20,000 Fate" should still be in elementary school at this time, right?
"By the way, Miss Chen, do you have anything to do with me? I don't think I'm too attractive! Fan Wuxian changed the topic and asked straight to the point.
"Mr. Fan speaks very interestingly, are all men in Shanghai so funny?" Chen Bisong asked with a smile.
Fan Wuxian shook his head and said, "I don't know if Shanghai men are funny or not, because I'm not from Shanghai!" β
Chen Bisong nodded thoughtfully and said, "Oh, it turns out that Mr. Fan is not from Shanghai." I came uninvited, I was entrusted by the company to invite Mr. Fan to join our company, according to them, maybe in this kind of lobbying matter, the beauty has more advantages than the middle-aged uncles. β
"Of course, beauties have an advantage over middle-aged uncles, and if they come, I will definitely not say a word." Fan Wuxian said what he thought in his heart unabashedly, "But things like joining an entertainment company don't mean anything to me at all." β
"Why? Our salary is very generousβ" Chen Bisong's eyes widened, looking at Fan Wuxi, and asked with some puzzlement.
"If you are the behind-the-scenes owner of an entertainment company, will you join another company and be a signed singer?" Fan Wuxi looked at Chen Bisong with a sincere expression, although he didn't know whether this was natural or artificial, he always didn't want to lie to her on this issue, so he told this unknown fact.
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