032. [Lend you a chrysanthemum]
The golden cat female secretary might as well Yi Feiyang suddenly appeared in front of him, needless to say, he may have heard everything on the phone just now.
"Ahem, Mr. Mike is still in a meeting, you ......" The female secretary tried to hide her nervousness.
"Looks like your Mr. Mike is really busy, so I'll go up there myself!" The corners of Yi Feiyang's mouth outlined a hint of rebellion, and he walked away after speaking.
The female secretary was anxious, stood up in the front desk and said, "Oh God, you can't do this!" β
The black security guard saw that Yi Feiyang didn't listen to dissuasion, so he stopped him directly, "Hey, man, you can't be so rude to a lady!" β
"I just wanted to go up and meet Mr. Mike!"
"It's already been said, Mr. Mike is busy, you either wait or leave!" After the black security guard finished speaking, he began to move and began to push Yi Feiyang.
didn't wait for his hand to touch Yi Feiyang, Yi Feiyang grabbed his wrist very easily, and then kicked him in the crook of his leg, directly kicking the black security guard to his knees.
"I hate when people do things to me!" Yi Feiyang was condescending and looked at the other party with a sharp gaze.
The black security guard was grabbed by Yi Feiyang's wrist with a staggered technique, and he knelt on one knee with a painful expression, "Oh damn, my hand!" Let go of me! β
Although the black security guard thinks he is fierce and fierce, where has he ever seen a bull like Yi Feiyang, a single capture made him unable to move, and the opponents he met before were like kangaroos, and it took a few punches to each other to determine the winner.
The others in the company hall were alarmed by the situation here, and two other security guards rushed over when they heard the news.
"Let him go, you guy!" They roared with batons.
"Hurry up and save me!" Black security guards call for help.
With a bang, Yi Feiyang hit him in the face.
"Do you still call it?"
The black security guard immediately shut up, his nose was sore, his eyes were full of tears, and then the nosebleed ran down his nostrils.
"That's right, obedient! Come, let's go upstairs! Yi Feiyang had already grabbed the black security guard's wrist and got into the elevator.
The other security guards stood outside and watched over, considering whether to catch up or not.
"Press the button if you don't want to keep getting beaten!" Yi Feiyang raised his fist and smiled.
The black security guard had a nosebleed, and his wrist that was intuitively grabbed by Yi Feiyang was painful, and he no longer dared to pretend to be a tough guy and pretend to be a hero at this moment, nodding his head like a poor chicken.
The elevator started and went up towards the city.
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Suddenly.
"Is this the office?"
"Yes, this is it! Please, let me go, okay? β
"Of course you can, but I still need your favor in the end."
"What?"
"Lend you a chrysanthemum!" After Yi Feiyang finished speaking, he kicked the black security guard's ass.
Black security guards slammed into the office door like a cannonball!
Peng first banged.
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In the room, a scantily clad blonde woman is giggling and sitting in Director Mike's arms, holding a fork and feeding Director Mike baked snails.
Director Mike's mouth was wide open, and he was about to swallow the food in one gulp when the door slammed open.
Immediately afterwards, a black cannonball shot straight in, knocking over a table of delicious food, soy sauce, borscht, and black pepper juice, which splashed Mike and the girl, two unlucky people.
"Oh, buy karma!" Director Mike screamed like a.
Footsteps rang out.
Yi Feiyang popped a cigarette out of the cigarette case, passed it lightly in his nose, and then said to Mike with a smile: "Now, my dear friend, we can have a good talk, right?!" β
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In the screening room, a demo of "Blair the Witch" was playing.
Mike sat on a chair and tried to wipe the soy sauce off his face with a handkerchief, but no matter how much he wiped it, he always felt a smell.
"What are you filming in this film? A rough and clumsy shot shot with a DV camera! Look, the camera is constantly dangling, what are you doing, shooting planes in the sky, ants on the ground? Shit, it makes my head dizzy! Also, don't think that I don't know what to do, you spent 200,000 yuan to buy this drama from two college students, and now what's the matter, you want to sell it to our company at a high price?! Your idea is too naΓ―ve! β
"Don't think that the witch Blair will be popular, just watch this videotape, it's a bad movie! Forgive me for being so direct, I just don't like to beat around the bush! Mr. Yi, if you think you can, I can bid you 230,000 yuan on behalf of the company to buy the copyright of your play...... Well, don't be grateful to me, it's all about our company's good deeds! β
Dwarf winter melon Mike looked at Yi Feiyang's expression while hot and cold wind, in his opinion, this damn Chinese should be unable to hold back the storm, and then he can take the opportunity to lower the price again. Although this is a bad movie, it is somewhat popular now, maybe it works well and can make a small profit.
It's a pity that Mike underestimated Yi Feiyang's temper, in terms of talking about business, Yi Feiyang is definitely calm and calm, and he must correct.
So he said, "At least a million, not a penny less!" β
Mike was stunned.
I still plan to lower the price, it turns out that people don't bird themselves at all, one million, I greet your mother, don't think that I'm Mike Kaizi!
"Ha Luha, Mr. Yi, then there is no need to talk about it, one million is not a small amount, in my years of experience, your drama is a bad movie, you still hold on, you are really a baby! Hehe, please forgive me for speaking so directly and not like to beat around the bush...... You'd better think about it, except for our company, other companies won't give you a price of 230,000 at all! β
"Really? Don't you need to ask Mr. Gutas for his opinion? Yi Feiyang looked at Mike with a smile.
"No, his opinion is not needed! The boss is very busy, and there is a lot of work to take care of your little film! β
"Really? Well, since we can't talk about it, forget it, and bother you to enjoy your French meal! Yi Feiyang got up and left with a gesture.
"Wait!" Mike suddenly stopped him and looked at him with sly little eyes, "Dear Mr. Yi, don't you think about it anymore?" Two hundred and thirty thousand, how much you also earned, didn't you? β
Yi Feiyang smiled, "It's a pity that I earned too little!" One more thing I hope you can figure out, come here to negotiate with you, to put it bluntly, I am giving you a chance to make money, not asking you to pity me! After speaking, Yi Feiyang walked away.
"Three hundred thousand, how's that? Can't go any higher? Mike had never seen such a domineering guy, and he couldn't help but shout out his bottom line.
Yi Feiyang stopped.
Seeing him like this, Mike breathed a sigh of relief, resumed his posture as an uncle, leaned back on the boss's chair, and looked like he was sure of the other party.
Yi Feiyang turned his head and smiled at him: "Don't say 300,000, even if you offer 3 million now, I won't sell it!" β
Mike, who originally looked contemptuous, was completely stunned.
Yi Feiyang turned away.
"Okay, I'll just wait and see, who wants you this bad movie!" Director Mike yelled in frustration.