The perfect future of rebirth

In the box, it is a picture that is quite speechless.

There are not many people inside, only seven or eight, three men, the rest are women.

Zhao Po is not aware of who is Song Yun, no way, South Korea's female star is actually a long, silly and unclear, saying that they are.

Fortunately, there is Xue Jingqi. This shadow of this outer number is very excited from entering the box, and a woman who is being drunk is, it is struggling to stand in a moment of Xue Qingshan. I got up and rushed toward them.

"Europe ..."

Zhao Poisheng only understands these two words, the rest of the woman says, he is not obeying it.

At this time, I have to say that the benefits of knowing foreign languages ​​are really useful. At this point like Zhao Po, people say what they don't understand.

Xue Jing is tightly hurting his girlfriend, looking out, Song Yun should be filled with many wine, cheeks red.

I didn't wait for Zhao Po.

Xue Jingqi didn't know what to say, his face was boomed, it was obvious that he was very angry.

At this time, Anang Shengji and Feng Jun said a few words respectively, it is obviously the like.

However, it is obvious that the middle-aged people don't plan to be good, even if it is facing the Korean film circle two big people.

This is the bottom gas of the financial valve!

In South Korea, this acre, whether it is politician or a star, in front of the financial valve, is just a group of unfair to fight, people want to take them, simply do not charge the power.

"What are they talking about?"

Zhao Poisheng is interested in watching Xue Jingqing and others in negotiating with the other party, whispered to Jiang Wen asked.

Jiang Wennan has turned over a white eye: "I am not translation, ghosts know what they talk."

Speaking, he said to Zhao Po. "Yes, your translation assistant?"

"Today, I didn't let her."

Zhao Poing is certainly will not say that Park Shanying is staring at the land for sale.

"Ok."

Jiang Wen shake his head.

His translation is still on the banquet hall, now two people are waiting for the other party to speak English, whether they are both rooting, do not understand what the other party is saying.

However, Zhao Poisheng is hopeless, I don't have to come forward. After all, I am not a very pleasant thing. In fact, if it is not a measure, this is helpful to expand influence in Korea film and television circles, Zhao Po. In fact, I don't like this idle.

It's not a person you know, accompanying the wine, close your own fart!

So although some cold blood, Zhao Po is really thinking.

Although they have said this, but in fact, the time that negotiation is actually not much, it is just a few words, and the face of An Shengji and Feng Hao becomes difficult to look, and Xue Jing's expression becomes some.

As for Miss Song, her face is more and more, and the eyes are full of horror.

No way, because these people discuss the content, it is so terrible!

"Mr. An An Shengji, I take the liberty, if there is nothing, I am going to leave."

Zhao Poisheng looked helplessly looked at An Shengji and said slowly.

Although I don't know what they are talking, this neglected feeling is not very comfortable, since I can't use myself, then he is really planning to leave.

"Sorry, you can't walk!"

Just after the words of Zhao Poisheng, I have been sitting there, look at a young man who exchanges the middle-aged man and An Shengji and others, and suddenly stands up, speak in English.

Zhao Po lifted a god, frown wrinkled: "Who are you?"

"you do not know me?"

Young people are also a little accident, then laughing: "Koreans?"

"Chinese people."

"Hello there."

Some of the hard Chinese, but it is a bit surprised by Zhao Po.

And Jiang Wen said, Zhao Poked laughed and looked at each other: "I am Zhao Po." "

"You are what they said, the true boss of Han Xing investment?"

Obviously, just An Shengji et al. Also raised Zhao Poheng, hoping to let Xin Zhi Xiaoyu have retired.

"Calculate it."

Zhao Poisheng smiled and smiled: "I don't know Xin Director, I can give me a face, let go of Song Yuner."

Xin Zhi Xiaob wrinkled: "Do you know Song Yuner?"

Zhao Poisheng shakes his head: "To tell the truth, before today, I only know her name, as for myself, just see it first."

To speaking, he smiled: "It's good, very beautiful."

This is the truth, Song Yun is not the kind of beauty in the traditional sense, although Zhao Po linger thinks she is not ugly, but I want to say that I can't talk.

Men, see a woman, the first reaction will be judged.

Of course, appreciate the appreciation, not your own woman, nature, there is no need to say more.

Xin Zhi Xiaoxiao said that he smiled and looked at Zhao Yu life: "Is it?"

Obviously, he does not believe in Zhao Po.

After all, as a son, in Xin Zhixiao, this is from Huaxia's rich. If it is not to look at Song Yun's beauty, why do you have this head?

"Miss Song is a man with a boyfriend, and the Xin Director still doesn't want to catch love."

Zhao said faintly.

Just, when I said this, my face did not start the smile.

To be honest, talk to a rich three generations so confrontation, let him feel quite boring, that feeling, just like his identity is low.

How do you say that you are also an entrepreneurial generation of a white hand.

"You are, I am teaching me?"

Xin Zhixiao looked at the eyes and looked coldly.

To be honest, I am not afraid of this from Huaxia's rich. Although my four bodyguards are all in the earth, he is very clear, as long as in Korea, no one can put himself sincerstronically. How about the child.

"lesson?"

Zhao Poisheng huh, shakes his head: "Everyone has a parent of each person, I have no more interested."

To speaking, he looked at Xin Zhixiao: "Xin Director, I will take it away. If you are not happy, then we can talk again."

"you!"

Xin Zhi Xiaoxuli is anger.

He has never encountered such an arrogant person, and it is really crazy as yourself.

Zhao Poisheng is too lazy to talk nonsense, and if Xin Dong Bin or Xin Dong is here, he may give a few faces, a third generation of Xinjia, is not a grandson of Singer Hao, why do you want to give him a face?

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With Zhao Poisheng turned, Ann Shengji and Feng Junyi have naturally turned and leave, Xue Jingqi naturally supported Song Yuner left behind them.

Hu Donghai and several other people were in the end, they have been careful.

Looking at their back, Xin Zhixiao faces become a gloomy.

"director……"

The people around Xin Zhixiai also have a difficult face. For them, they have never eaten such a loss, a group of plays, even dare to ignore themselves, it is over the sky!

"Less waste! Go!"

Xin Zhixiao said: "I am calling me, I don't believe it, they dare to do!"

He is really bad, Xin Zhixiao has been sent to foreign study abroad, graduated from South Korea from Lotte grassroots, and mixed into the current position.

It can be said that Xin Zhixia is a real day's pride, but he is ignored at this moment. This is nothing to do, this is nothing difference, so, in any case, he has to lose his face. .

Xinjia's forces, beyond many people's imagination, Zhao Poked life, just walked to the door of Xinluo, it was stopped.

It is actually a few police cars.

"No, what is so big?"

Zhao Poisheng looked at several police cars that came from far away, frown wrinkled.

To be honest, whether it is an artist's identity of An Shengji and others, or the identity of his own foreigners, it is not good news.

The eyes look at Xin Zhixiao after not far, and Zhao Poked him deeply breathed a breath.