I'll kill you if I mix in the entertainment industry

In fact, Jessica is also dumbfounded.

Only then did she remember it, it seemed that she had recognized Quan Zhiyong as a godfather.

What made her more painful was Zheng Xiujing's small movements under the table.

Jung Soo-yeon quickly patted her hand away and rubbed her thigh. It was really ruthless!

Quan Zhiyong also felt that he said that this was a bit inappropriate, and didn't laugh at Zheng Xiujing.

"Then what." Quan Zhiyong swallowed, "We can talk about each other."

"Can it be like this?" Zheng Xiujing said curiously: "How do you discuss the law?"

"Je Su Yeon is your sister, I am Jee So Yeon godfather, you call me Uncle Quan."

"How about this." Zheng Xiujing said before Zheng Xiuyan: "I don't care what my sister tells you, I call you brother Zhiyong."

Quan Zhiyong's eyes lit up, and he hit it off with Zheng Xiujing: "This is good!"

"What a shit."

Zheng Xiuyan got angry, Quan Zhiyong and Zheng Xiujing shrank their heads in fright, as if two little clever ghosts met the Taoist priests of Maoshan, and they were afraid to let out the atmosphere.

Hearing Zheng Xiuyan gasping and gasping, Quan Zhiyong quietly raised her head and saw Zheng Xiuyan rubbing her eyebrows. Zheng Xiujing smiled at him and stuck out his tongue.

Quan Zhiyong let go, he felt that Zheng Xiuyan was quite imaginary.It broke out and was scary, and then withered.

"Oh, by the way, Yu Li asked me to tell you that I can make a call to Jin Tae Yu's house when she has time. Jin Tai Yu saves you something for you to get it."

"it is good."

Seeing Jeong Soo-yeon so clean and tidy, Quan Zhiyong wondered, this matter should be stable.

Sure enough, Jung Soo-yeon continued her conversation and said, "I agree to this. But what I said before remains the same."

Quan Zhiyong had some doubts: "I said before?"

"How much do they want?"

"Eight percent."

"According to what I said before, you give them 8% of Uncle Quan, but I will pay for it."

Quan Zhiyong repeated: "You pay?"

"Yes." Jung Soo-yeon nodded: "It's like giving them to them, and the price is the same as you discussed before."

Is there such a thing?Quan Zhiyong touched his chin, and then said: "Li Chun's out of thirty million."

Jessica Jung:……

"How many?"

Is the lion really open, eight percent, thirty million?Jung Soo-yeon remembers that Quan Zhiyong used 7 million to take 10%, and after a month, how many times it doubled? Is this?

"Don't get excited." Quan Zhiyong raised his hand to signal Zheng Xiuyan to be safe and not impatient: "It's a bit complicated, and it involves another business. I discussed another business with Li Chunkui. How can I talk if you split like this."

"Uncle Quan is really a businessman."

Jung Soo-yeon opened her mouth without a smile, and Quan Zhiyong responded with a smile.

"Twelve million, you give Li Chunkui 8%."

Quan Zhiyong was stunned and said, "I didn't mean that."

"I know." Zheng Xiuyan calmed down and said apologetically to Quan Zhiyong: "But these are two transactions. Uncle Quan and Li Chunkui will talk about the business between you."

"The money will be credited to Uncle Quan's account within a month. We will leave if we have anything else to do."

After sending away the Zheng sisters, Quan Zhiyong picked up another piece of rice cake and put it in his mouth, and couldn't help but slap his tongue.

He knew that the peripherals sold by celebrities were very profitable, but he did not expect to make such a profit.

Zheng Jun told him before that all the products were sold out, and he was looking for manufacturers to work overtime to make them.Quan Zhiyong has no idea about this sentence, but today Zheng Xiuyan's sentence let Quan Zhiyong understand.

Even if it’s because of the popularity and the stock of goods before, at least 15 million in turnover this month...

Okay, Quan Zhiyong admits that he is sour, and I don't know if it is too late for him to debut as idol.

Uninterestedly, he took out his mobile phone and called Li Chungui. Li Chungui and Xu Zhuxuan said on the phone that they would be there immediately.

This didn't give me a chance to refute.

Feeling depressed, he sent Li Chunkui an address, and Quan Zhiyong opened the private room door and called the waiter in.

"Sir, you have finished eating, do you need to pack it?"

"No need." Quan Zhiyong pointed to the cool fried rice cakes on the table and said: "Remove this, exactly the same, and have another one."

The waiter was stunned, and after Quan Zhiyong paid for the two meals, he cleaned the house and served the dishes again.

Is this a rush?

From the waiter's eyes, Quan Zhiyong clearly saw two words: Hai Wang.

Quan Zhiyong sighed, he couldn't help it, because his daughter has so many good sisters, he has many younger generations invisible.

Li Chunkui and Xu Zhuxuan did not let Quan Zhiyong wait for a long time.

Not long after the fried rice cakes came up, two tightly packed people pushed in.

The waiter murmured on the side, who are these people, one is more strict than the other, and the same was true in the last wave, isn't it a star?

"Have you talked with Jung Soo Yeon?"

Quan Zhiyong nodded, patted the people around him and signaled Li Chunkui and Xu Zhuxuan to sit down: "In this room just now, we had dinner together."

"Then why don't you keep her?"

"Can I keep it?" Quan Zhiyong was aggrieved: "Jessica is so fierce, why do you have to let me stay? The next road keeps telling me to go, how can I go? Others keep entering my jungle, I..."

"Nothing is messy."

Li Chunkui hurriedly stopped, and Xu Zhuxuan was smiling.

"Then how did you talk?" Li Chungui paused and said, "Jessica agreed."

"I agree."

Quan Zhiyong said somewhat depressed.

"What do you mean?" Li Chunkui was a little dissatisfied: "What did you two say, tell me."

"It's nothing complicated." Quan Zhiyong was a little helpless: "She agreed with me to give you shares, but without your money, she used her money to compensate me."

"Come on." Li Chun frowned: "How much does she give you?"

"Twelve million."

"Is it so valuable?" Li Chunkui was a little surprised, and meditated for a moment. "You can't ask for this money."

"Huh?" Quan Zhiyong was stunned and asked, "What do you mean."

"Let me talk about it." Xu Zhuxuan looked at Li Chunkui, and said gently: "Sister Xiuyan is now at the critical moment of the company's development. She has liquidity in her hand, so we will pay the money."

Quan Zhiyong was silly.

No, this is twelve million, not one thousand and two hundred, big sisters.Don't talk about it like buying groceries on the street, can you?What kind of business is this kind of business? If you are so rich, say, I don’t like rich women?

But Quan Zhiyong can only think about this.Men, only if they have the strength, can they be hard.

"The 30 million investment we said before..."

Li Chun chuckles with a smile, and chuckles his hair: "Did you want to ask before, should you invest in it?"

"I really want to ask." Quan Zhiyong replied honestly: "Yes, the plan has come out, you should look at it first.

Kind of like that.

Li Chunkui accepted the plan handed over by Quan Zhiyong, and muttered: "Then I will let my family help to see. If it is really worth the investment, I will invest 20 million, plus 12 million of your shares. Two million more, what do you think of this."

"Sounds good." Quan Zhiyong smiled bitterly: "But, Jessica said she would pay the money."

"Don't listen to her saying that there is something but nothing, you want my money, and you don't want her money."

"And me," Xu Zhuxuan raised his hand at the right time: "I also invested 20 million."

"Don't make trouble."

"If Chun Kui's family has seen it there is no problem, I will follow up."

Li Chungui glanced at Xu Zhuxuan, and said that he would go back and clean up you.

"That's the matter. I will find a lawyer to work out the specific contract matters. Twelve million will be paid to you within a month. If we talk about investment, we will leave first."

Two people did not eat a bite of rice cake.

Quan Zhiyong sat there for a while, took out his mobile phone and called Zheng Xiuyan: "Li Chunkui said she paid for the shares."

"I'm out." Jung Soo Yeon's voice is beyond doubt: "Listen to me."

The phone was hung up.

Quan Zhiyong inserted a piece of fried rice cake into his mouth.

Is this the rich woman?Oh, I don’t want to work hard anymore.

PS: To make up for the weekend night, I temporarily arranged a Monday business trip for me in the evening, and I went to bed early.