Lin Jiaoyang, who was negotiating the expansion of Dijun Entertainment Company, did not expect to receive information from Yan Future, and he originally beat Lin Tianjiao today, and he regretted it in his heart.

First, he was worried that he would be too light, Lin Tianjiao was not afraid of himself at all, but went to Yan Future to complain.

The second is that the attack is too heavy, so that Yan Future can see that he has hurt the person he cares about the most, and then settle accounts with himself.

Whether it's one or two, the end result is that Yan Future, who has always been short-sighted, is indiscriminate.

came to accuse and oppress himself, but more than two hours have passed since this incident, and he still hasn't received any retaliation from Yan Future.

No, in this long wait, I received a message from Yan Future about the negotiation on the table.

"Why did he do that?"

Although Lin Jiaoyang knew what Yan Future's message was about, he was a little surprised why he didn't come to trouble him, but instead came to help.

At this time, Mr. Gao's words broke Lin Jiaoyang's distraction: "Mr. Lin, take the liberty of asking, you have been doing hotel services, why are you suddenly interested in our Emperor Entertainment?" ”

Lin Tianjiao was not disgusted by Mr. Gao's directness, and smiled indifferently:

"In the whole Jiangcheng, the annual income of our Lin Hotel is not higher than five, relying only on the hotel, the real estate is still far from enough,"

"Besides, if the congenital conditions allow, why don't you hurry up and dabble in a wider range, then when can you reach the most ideal state."

"Haha, there is vision,"

Mr. Gao smiled awkwardly and said with a wry smile, Mr. Gao didn't know how promising the emperor entertainment in his hands was.

Five years ago, it went from a two-person studio to hundreds of employees now, and it took a lot of effort in between.

If you really don't have the energy to run it, where will you be willing to let go.

"Mr. Gao, this is the contact information of my good friend in the United States, after you and your wife arrive in the United States, you can find him if you need anything."

"This... This is ····· JAESM, known as the medical community··· Immortal Holy Hand··· Rescued from the hands of death..."

Mr. Gao didn't care very much and took the business card handed over by Lin Jiaoyang.

But when I looked at the contact on the business card, I was a little incoherent at the moment.

Mr. Gao is in his 50s, and he used to be an executive in a state-owned enterprise, but after the enterprise reform, Mr. Gao brushed off without warning.

When he was desperate, he founded Dijun Entertainment Media with a friend, and no one would let go of all SF companies at this time.

However, Mr. Gao's lover was diagnosed with stomach cancer a year ago.

Another friend who cooperated at the beginning also sold his equity for personal reasons.

At this time, Mr. Gao still had the heart to manage the company, and he had no choice but to have the idea of transferring the emperor.

In order to keep his wife alive, even if there is a 1 in 10,000 hope, he has to try, no, I heard from everywhere about JAESM, a full-time professor of stomach cancer in the United States.

But the immortal holy hand of the people is not a false name, and there are too many people who come to admire it.

Gao always managed to ask someone to squeeze in, and he had to queue up in a year.

But Mr. Gao's lover can't afford stomach cancer, and domestic experts have given a notice that according to the body's various surface yin, the life span is only six months at most.

Mr. Gao watched his lover's body go downhill every day, and he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, so he reluctantly cut his love and wanted to sell the company, and then took a large amount of money and went straight to the United States.

"Mr. Gao, my friend has read your wife's inspection report, and it is not easy to delay it any longer, otherwise even the gods will be powerless,"

As early as when Lin Jiaoyang was sensible, she knew that there was no such thing as pies in the world, and she also knew that she would not be a good person, so when she handed over the business card, she pushed the transfer contract in her hand in front of Mr. Gao.

Mr. Gao paused, but still took the contract, and after being in the business for a long time, he already understood that the business card in Lin Jiaoyang's hand was not so easy to get.

"Thank you"