Spicy stir-fried pork belly, steamed fish, mushroom rape, vegetarian roasted goose, tofu soup......

There's even a plate of pickled pepper chicken feet as a pre-dinner appetizer......

As the delicacies were brought to the table, the three people at the table swallowed their saliva unconsciously.

"I'm moving!"

When Shirley habitually said something, she saw Wu Zhilong and both of them looking at her funny.

"What's wrong?"

Shirley looked up cautiously, not knowing what was going on.

"It's fine."

Song Qian and Wu Zhilong glanced at each other with a smile, and then beckoned: "Eat, let's go." ”

As she spoke, she took the lead in stretching out her chopsticks and headed straight for the head of the steamed fish.

Then, under the accustomed gaze of the two people beside him, he directly dug out the fish eye on the fish head.

Seeing the two staring at herself, Song Qian also asked with a smile, "Do you want to taste it?" It's delicious. ”

"No, no, no." Wu Zhilong and the two waved their hands again and again, and their movements were very synchronous.

The habit of eating fish eyes is fine, just like many people like to eat fish heads.

But whether it's Shirley or Wu Zhilong, naturally they don't have any superfluous thoughts about this thing.

The skill of the manager and chef is indeed good, and it is not in vain that Wu Zhilong gave him another salary as a chef.

Shirley and Song Qian went directly to the fish and phoenix claws that did not grow meat.

And Wu Zhilong, naturally, is not very particular about it, and eats it all.

The three of them chatted while tasting the food.

Of course, most of them were Wu Zhilong and Song Qian chatting, and Shirley was listening quietly on the side.

Although I don't know what her specific intention is, Wu Zhilong doesn't care too much, and he doesn't eat much anyway...

"I heard that the company is going to reorganize its domestic branch?"

After chatting for a while, and barely satisfying her appetite, Song Qian put down her chopsticks, looked at Wu Zhilong and asked.

She also learned about this news recently.

And SM doesn't actually hide anything from this news.

Therefore, as an interest body with a high probability of being involved in it in the future, Song Qian will naturally learn the news.

After all, with what has been revealed so far, once this joint venture company is really established, then a personal studio like hers will have to be re-attached to the new company.

"It should be, I don't really know," Wu Zhilong replied casually with chopsticks and mouth.

Strictly speaking, although he is likely to be the owner of this joint venture company in the future, in fact, he is not involved at all.

Everything is also planned by my mother's side and SM's side.

If you want to say it, he just sits back and enjoys it.

Even if he does become the legal person or the representative director or the CEO of the new company, it will be nothing, because he doesn't plan to take care of too many things.

One is inexperienced, and the other is that I don't have much interest.

Being the boss is cool, but tired is really tired.

In particular, this kind of newly formed joint venture company involves a lot of related matters in the two countries, and it will be obvious that there will be no shortage of things at that time.

Therefore, compared to being the CEO of a company in the real sense and holding the power of life and death, he still prefers to be the boss behind the scenes.

For example, when the time comes, you will be a vice president or director, simply put, you can fill a cup without having to work.

"You don't know?" Hearing this, Song Qian was a little surprised: "Didn't you say that the new company will be dominated by Chinese capital?" You ......"

The Chinese capital is naturally Wu Zhilong's Wanda Group, or a Lin investment group.

After all, the cooperation between SM and the Wu family is deep and close enough, and the recent additional investment of Lin's Investment Group is enough to prove this.

It is better to understand why the formation of the new joint venture will be dominated by the Chinese side.

Because of the different policies of the Celestial Empire towards foreign investment in recent years, a series of restrictions have been very numerous.

Although it is far from being a restrictive order, it is not so easy for foreign capital to come to China to make money.

In addition, SM is just a medium-sized entertainment company after all, whether it is compared with Wu's mother's Lin Investment Group or Wu's father's Longda Group, there is nothing to compare with at all.

The two sides are not at all on the same order of magnitude.

Therefore, under such conditions, it is almost inevitable that the new joint venture company will be formed mainly by the Chinese party.

But even if SM doesn't have the lion's share, the benefits it can get by then will be far greater than it is now.

Again, the market of the Celestial Empire is too big.

"That's what I said, but Sister Qian, you know me, and I'm not interested in those management companies at all."

Wu Zhilong's fluttering words suddenly made Song Qian speechless.

Every!

It's hard!

"Yes, our eldest young master is still young, how can he waste his good youth to manage any company?"

Song Qian was sour.

Then he picked up the chopsticks again and clamped a phoenix claw, took it as the object of venting, and put it in his mouth to toss.

Seeing this, Wu Zhilong couldn't cry or laugh.

He was just stating a fact, but he didn't think about anything.

I had such a rough life in my previous life, and I finally had good conditions in this life, so I naturally had to enjoy life.

Is it really fun to be a boss?

Well......

It's really fun.

But it wasn't what he wanted.

"But when the time comes, once the new company is really formed, then Sister Qian, your studio should be transferred to the name of the new company, right?"

Wu Zhilong looked at Song Qian's childish appearance of 'venting his anger' at the chicken feet with amusement, and asked.

"Presumably, you'll be our boss then, right? We're all working for you. Song Qian put down the phoenix claws that soon left only bones, wiped her mouth and said, "No, you are also the director of SM now......

Song Qian suddenly remembered this stubble, and suddenly felt even more depressed.

After a slight hesitation, he stretched out his chopsticks to the last phoenix claw on the plate on the table.

Seeing this scene, Wu Zhilong also smiled helplessly, and then turned his eyes to Shirley, who had already put down his chopsticks.

"Are you full?"

Wu Zhilong asked a nonsense, and the latter naturally nodded silently.

Body management, it's all basic operations.

So she and Song Qian tasted a little bit of everything, and then almost the rest was eaten by Wu Zhilong alone.

"Zhilong Xi, you really don't need that ......"

Seeing that Wu Zhilong had no intention of stopping the chopsticks, and even the extremely greasy pork belly in her eyes, he had no baggage at all, Shirley finally couldn't help but ask.

She and Wu Zhilong have only met a few times by chance, and they are far from familiar.

It's not like Song Qian, looking at Wu Zhilong at this time, the way he took a big bite of dry rice was just full of envy in his eyes.

Being able to eat without getting fat is really a great blessing in life.