YM778.TV Chapter 210: Are you done yet?
Chapter 210: Are you done yet?
In fact, Li Ruobing was relieved.
For her, as long as Wu Chen didn’t cause trouble, he could do anything! It’s not a problem even if he got himself a woman.
“I’m not afraid that she will know…” Wu Chen said.
“Okay, my dear Mr. Wu, go ahead and do your work…” Li Ruobing said carefully, “We’ll talk when we have time. I won’t disturb you anymore! I just wonder if your little Qingying will be sad if she knows about it…”
“Don’t speak in such a tone, I’m getting goosebumps.” Wu Chen laughed.
“Okay, let’s not talk anymore. Since you are not here, I will make an appointment for lunch with Su Qingying and have a good chat with her.” Li Ruobing’s tone returned to normal, and the meaning of her words was to stir up trouble with Su Qingying and inform Su Qingying that Wu Chen was looking for a woman again.
But Wu Chen knew that Li Ruobing said this on purpose to make him nervous, but in fact, she would not do that.
Li Ruobing was not a woman who liked stirring up trouble!
“Okay, let’s do this first.” Wu Chen replied with a smile.
Shanghai.
Economically speaking, Shanghai was the number one nationalized metropolis in China. For Wu Chen, Shanghai was the closest international metropolis to Donghai. In terms of economy, culture, foreign exchange, etc., this city was a very special place!
Wu Chen knew it well.
In comparison, what Wu Chen knew best was definitely Donghai. Most of the 365,000 days and nights in his reincarnation were spent in Donghai. But it’s not that he hadn’t gone out, it’s not that he didn’t understand the outside world. world.
Wu Chen’s understanding of other cities outside Dognhai was closely related to their distance from it.
The closer to Donghai, the more Wu Chen knew.
And Shanghai… was the city Wu Chen knew best besides Donghai!
Wu Chen had spent a long time investigating some matters in the Shanghai. There were two reasons for this. The first was that the Shanghai was close.
The second reason was because of the particularity of Shanghai, an international metropolis, a city where billionaires gather, with a population of more than 20 million!
Of course, Wu Chen’s understanding of the capital was not to the point where he could measure the entire city with his feet.
He would not get to know the little people in the Shanghai for no reason, including some people with small achievements. Unless they had special characteristics, he would not get to know them. His understanding of Shanghai was mainly focused on some big shots and people. In fact, there were some special characters.
There were also many people and things because they had some connection with Donghai. Wu Chen investigated Shanghai and learned more about it.
Wu Chen came to Shanghai.
Shortly after Li Ruobing went to work in the morning, Wu Chen drove to the high-speed rail station, bought a ticket, and took the high-speed rail to Shanghai. Since it was not a holiday or special date, the tickets were easy to buy and there was no need to book them in advance.
It took two hours by high-speed train to reach the High-speed Railway Station.
After Wu Chen got off, he made a phone call first, and then took a taxi to the place where he was now…
Wu Chen came to Shanghai this time and planned to return to Donghai in a few days.
“Linyuan Buxianyu” was definitely necessary, but he had plenty of time, and since everyone had come to Shanghai, he must do something else.
Shanghai Dongpu District, Jinling Plaza, Nine Degrees Space Bar…
The boss’s office was on the fifth floor.
There were not many furnishings in the very huge office, which was decorated entirely with solid wood, but it had a somewhat resplendent feel, nondescript and full of the temperament of a nouveau riche.
Behind the large mahogany desk, there was a very thin middle-aged man who may only be 1.6 meters tall.
This man was about forty years old. He had sunken cheeks because he was too thin, which made his face look a bit long. He had a short crew cut, a plaid shirt, and a string of cultural beads hanging around his neck. On his wrist, he wore a top-notch limited edition luxury brand that cost tens of millions. surface.
His name was Mao Rusong, and he was the behind-the-scenes boss of Nine Degrees Space Bar.
This guy was a figure with all hands and eyes in Shanghai, and his background was very complicated. He was also referred to as “Mao Wuye”.
At this moment, sitting on Mao Rusong’s right leg was a woman with a strong perfume smell. Her name was Sun Jiamei. She is Mao Rusong’s favorite woman in the past two years. She was about thirty years old. She was very beautiful, but her makeup was very heavy.
Mao Rusong was very unique in his preferences for women. He only liked one type, and that was Sun Jiamei… a fat, mature woman!
There were three bodyguards standing on either side of the desk, a total of six people, all of whom were over 1.9 meters tall.
On the other side of the office, near the main entrance, there were six or seven men who were not uniformly dressed but had a fierce temperament. In addition, there were also three men sitting on the sofa on one side of the room, all of whom were middle-aged.
All of them were Mao Rusong’s confidants.
Very elegant!
Mao Rusong was a person who liked to show off!
There were more than a dozen people in the room, all with sullen faces, looking at the young man on the chair opposite the desk, feeling a little menacing and surrounded.
It was in front of this group of people that Wu Chen called Li Ruobing on the phone.
“Okay, let’s do this first.” Wu Chen said with a smile and hung up the phone. He put away the phone, and looked at Mao Rusong.
Mao Rusong held the woman sitting on his lap with his right hand, rested his left elbow on the armrest of the boss’s chair, and hung a string of sandalwood bracelets on his hand. He hooked his thumbs up and down, subconsciously crossing the bracelets, but his eyes remained the same.
All eyes were on Wu Chen.
The eyes were sharp.
“Friend, why don’t you just say it, let’s not waste time…” Mao Rusong’s voice was very dry and hoarse, he was very addicted to cigarettes!
He hadn’t finished speaking yet when…
Ding ding ding…
Wu Chen’s cell phone rang again.
It had been less than ten minutes since Wu Chen entered this office. Wu Chen had already answered two calls. Before Li Ruobing, Su Qingying called Wu Chen.
This was the third time!
Wu Chen took out his phone and looked again, it was Song Xuan.
“Hey, classmate Song…” Wu Chen picked it up.
Mao Rusong looked at Wu Chen who answered the phone again, his face trembled, his patience was limited! He took a deep breath, put down the bracelet, picked up the cigarette case on the table, and took out a cigarette.
Sun Jiamei, who was sitting on his lap, immediately picked up the lighter and lit a cigarette for Mao Rusong.
Mao Rusong took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, his gaze was always on Wu Chen’s face.
“…You can send it, it’s okay, um…”
Wu Chen didn’t talk much with Song Xuan. Song Xuan asked him to meet, have lunch together, and then sign a contract, which was a song revenue-sharing contract. As mentioned before, they would sign the contract before releasing the song.
Wu Chen gave Song Xuan the song the afternoon before yesterday, but Song Xuan hadn’t released the song yet.
She didn’t have Wu Chen’s ability to record and release the song casually. She had been recording songs for the past two days and recorded dozens of song demos.
She also found a large group of friends.
She only wanted the best.
The song was finally going to be released today, so Song Xuan asked Wu Chen to sign a contract. However, Wu Chen couldn’t go back to the city, but it didn’t matter to Wu Chen.
He could just let Song Xuan release it directly.
After talking for two or three minutes, Wu Chen hung up the phone, put away the phone, and looked at Mao Rusong again.
“I don’t know who paid you enough money to be so bold. You…” Mao Rusong said again.
Dingling…
Wu Chen’s cell phone rang again for the fourth time!
Wu Chen took out his phone again and looked, it was Wu Yurong.
One could guess right away, it was an appointment for lunch.
Mao Rusong suddenly narrowed his eyes while holding a cigarette in his mouth. He patted the woman’s back with his right hand, and Sun Jiamei stood up. Mao Rusong suddenly opened the drawer, dug inside, took out a gun, and then stood up suddenly, pointing the gun directly at at Wu Chen’s head.
“Aren’t you finished?! Ah?! Are you kidding me?! Can you drop your crappy phone? Damn it! I’m so fucking…” Mao Rusong was so angry that he seemed to be about to explode.
Wu Chen, who was about to answer the phone, looked at Mao Rusong with a natural smile on his face. However, he frowned slightly.
Wu Chen casually put his phone on the table, and then suddenly stood up!
Instant shot!
He interlaced his hands and snatched the gun!
The pistol was then in Wu Chen’s hand!
Too fast!