Walking out of Los Angeles International Airport, Ye Jingcheng and Zhu Baoyi found a nearby hotel. He really didn't have to look for a place to stay, as Hollywood and the airport were both located on the outskirts of Los Angeles, so the distance between the two was nowhere far.

What's more, Ye Jingcheng didn't plan to stay longer this time, and spent two or three days at most doing some investigations. Of course, he wants to take a few bites of the big cake in North America, but he also needs to have enough capital.

The amount of money required for investment is secondary, and the problem is that the relationships, resources, and labor involved in it suddenly expose his poor background. The most important point is that he wants to set foot in the North American market, where he needs a spokesperson who can be trusted and capable enough to do things for him.

And the only person under Ye Jingcheng who understands the North American market is Jiang Zhiqiang, who is in charge of the company's film distribution. This second ancestor is okay, but it is limited to the distribution.

But what Ye Jingcheng needs is an all-round talent who has management, personnel, administration, finance, etc., and one person can pick up the burden of the whole company. This person is destined to be the head worm here, otherwise he can't pass the level of connections alone. Therefore, even if there is a suitable candidate, it will take a long time to observe.

Put these future questions aside for now, because if he wants to understand the situation on the Hollywood side, he needs an expert to lead him. Jiang Zhiqiang is still negotiating the issuance in China and Europe, and it will take two to three days to come over.

So in the gap period of the next few days, did you give the beautiful girls around you a strategy first? Ye Jingcheng glanced at Zhu Baoyi, the smile that this girl wears all the time always has a feeling of pleasure when she sees it.

Feeling Ye Jingcheng's strange eyes, Zhu Baoyi touched his face and asked, "Ye Sheng, is there something on my face?" ”

"Nope." Shaking his head, Ye Jingcheng defended: "When I think about it, it's like this, and my eyes will stay in some beautiful places. ”

Zhu Baoyi showed a little shyness, everyone likes to listen to nice words, and asked, "That... Where do we go next? ”

"Let's go to Billy Hua Mountain first, I heard that the scenery over there is good." Stretching out his hand to stop a taxi, Ye Jingcheng turned around and said.

Zhu Baoyi didn't have a head to follow the car, and couldn't help asking, "Look at the scenery?" Ye Sheng, aren't you here to talk about business? ”

"Did I say I came here to talk about business?"

Seeing Zhu Baoyi with his hands crossed on his chest, with a look on his face, why did you call me here without talking about business? Ye Jingcheng hurriedly changed his words and said, "Okay, I'm here to talk about business, but it's not today." This matter has to wait for Jiang Zhiqiang to lead the way, he can't come for the time being, and it will take a day or two to come over. ”

When Zhu Baoyi heard this answer, the hanging breath was relieved. She knew that Jiang Zhiqiang was responsible for helping the company find overseas distribution, and she hadn't met since she heard the rumors, which showed that Jiang Zhiqiang was really busy.

"Emily, you look so good, have you ever thought about being a star?" didn't stay long on the topic of business, Ye Jingcheng changed the topic.

"Ye Sheng, you still don't call me that." Thinking that it was the boss in front of him, Zhu Baoyi softened his tone a little and said: "I rarely use English names, and I'm not used to being called that." ”

She definitely wants to be a star, the question is that under this environment, is Ye Jingcheng really just a casual topic? Don't assume that I really don't understand anything.

"Then do I call you Baoyi, or is it more suitable for Xiaoyi?" Ye Jingcheng said with some ambiguity.

"Ye Sheng, my friends all call me Bao." Zhu Baoyi was a little unaccustomed to the other party's enthusiasm.

"Po sounds good." Ye Jingcheng guided again: "You don't have to move the company, for me before and after Ye Sheng." I don't know how strict I think my boss is, and I can't integrate into the interaction circle of my subordinates at all. ”

Zhu Baoyi exclaimed: "Ye... Elder brother. ”

Ye Jingcheng said, "Brother Cheng is not good? Do you have to call Brother Ye? ”

Zhu Baoyi was a little speechless by the trouble, and in the end he could only follow the other party's meaning.

It wasn't long before the two arrived in Beverly Hills. Compared with later generations, there are many fewer commercial buildings than Lihua Mountain, and even some of the buildings were completed decades ago.

The only attraction is that it adopts a staggered layout in the planning, and from a distance, the entire complex is undulating and staggered, forming a perfect skyline.

Although there are many celebrities and giants gathered here, in the business area, it is far less than the downtown area of Los Angeles. The prime commercial location is the Beverly Hills Hotel, a 12-acre landmark.

After some browsing, Ye Jingcheng and Zhu Baoyi came to the Beverly Hills Hotel, intending to solve the problem of lunch here. It's just that I didn't expect to ask at the front desk, and I learned that to eat in this restaurant, you have to make an appointment at least 30 minutes in advance.

Ye Jingcheng looked at his watch and felt that instead of waiting here for half an hour, it would be better to find a nearby restaurant to deal with it.

So, the two found an open-air restaurant and sat down, and ordered a few local dishes casually.

Curious, Ye Jingcheng also ordered a whole roasted turkey, which seemed to occupy half of the table when it was served. Of course, there are reasons why the table itself is not big, but the turkey is indeed large enough.

While they were eating, a black man about twelve or thirteen years old dressed in hip-hop style costume walked over. After some gestures and dancing, he asked Ye Jingcheng, "Dude, do you want to feel the tune here in the United States?" ”

Ye Jingcheng first glanced at Zhu Baoyi, who shook his head at him and continued to drink the corn soup on the table. First of all, this black man sings here, I don't know if he has the permission of the restaurant, and secondly, she doesn't like this kind of song that foams at the mouth.

Ye Jingcheng became interested in this black man, and asked in concise English: "howmuch." ”

The black man bumped his arm with Ye Jingcheng, and introduced familiarly: "One dollar and one song, how about buddy, is it cheap enough?" ”

Looking at his wallet, Ye Jingcheng took out a dollar worth 20 denominations and handed it to the black man.

"Dude, I don't have any change for you here." How do you know that the black man looked at it, and said a little babblingly: "Or are you going to make me dumb?" ”

Hearing Zhu Baoyi's translation, Ye Jingcheng smiled and asked her to convey: "You don't need to make change, and I don't want to sing dumb you, as long as you sing a song that is not so dynamic." ”

"Well...... the black man looked at it and it was dollars, and it was fake to say that he was not moved. In other words, I may not have so much income in a week.

(To be continued.) )