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Chapter 1284: The Art of Conversation

Chu Yuyan felt a little regretful.

Once a haunted house cultural village is established, it can extend a lot of brand culture.

If you successfully make money and open up the market, you can create a chain culture, just like Disney.

When Lin Bufan was considering it, he even teased Lin Bufan, saying that if he could participate at that time, he would be able to get a share of the pie.

Of course, even if you buy shares, it will be in your own name, so the money you earn belongs to you, not your Chu family.

Now that Zhenxi Group and Mortal Technology have joined forces, there is no need to say much about the funds between the two companies. Zhenxi Wang family is known as the invisible mineral king, with more mines than Zhou Rantian and Chu Xiongba.

Although the three provinces of Zhenxi are backward and barren, they are rich in minerals and have a capital flow of at least tens of billions.

As for mortal technology, it is not built. Several popular games such as "Legend", "World of Warcraft", and "Age of Discovery" are like money printing machines, continuously accumulating cash flow, and these are the fastest circulating ones.

cash flow.

Anyone who understands the laws of the market and the law of disguised forms of funds knows that the faster the cash flow rotates, the faster the company operates and develops.

Therefore, these two companies join forces and have no shortage of money.

It's not easy for Chu Yuyan to say that she wants to invest with a shy face, because they are not short of your money.

This is also the time when the tiger is in trouble, and you don't know how to step in to help. Now that the tiger is on the rise, naturally you are no longer involved.

"Oh, I missed it, I missed it!" Chu Yuyan slapped her forehead angrily.

The male assistant looked very puzzled.

Let’s talk about Wang Jiutian and his party.

We arrived at Dunhuang Hotel, which specializes in private dishes. I heard that the chef was a famous chef who had done state banquets before.

I asked for the best private room with a very elegant name - Yaxuan Tinglan.

After ordering the food and serving the wine, Wang Jiutian exchanged greetings with Lu Jing and Yang Qiuyu, "I heard from the past that the two of you are extraordinary right-hand men. When we meet today, we are like a dragon or a phoenix."

Yang Qiuyu held the wine glass and laughed, "Dr. Wang is overly praised. I am at most a fish in the pond, and that can be called a dragon or a phoenix."

Lu Jing didn't say anything about these scenes. She tilted her head and asked the waitress beside her: "Do you sell corn buns at your house? I want to eat them."

The waitress was also drunk. This is a high-end club hotel. Any meal costs tens of thousands, so how can there be any corn buns?

"I'm sorry, miss, I really don't have one."

"What a shabby place..." Lu Jing is from the north, speaks straightforwardly, and doesn't care too much.

"Hahaha, Team Leader Lu has the same taste as me. If you come to my house in the future, I will ask the cook to make you authentic corn buns." Wang Jiutian said with a smile.

"That's good. I also want to go to the northwest and experience the vast desert and the long river with the setting sun."

"Hahaha, okay, welcome!" Wang Jiutian laughed heartily. He liked Lu Jing's straightforward temper better than some other exquisite female white-collar workers.

The food came quickly.

People at the table were drinking and chatting happily, and during the dinner, Lin Bufan looked forward to the prospects of the "Haunted House Cultural Village".

If the brand of haunted house culture takes off, a chain of haunted house cultural villages can be opened in other cities, and hotels with horror stories as the theme can be built. The rooms can be decorated as "murder" scenes, so that the people living there can experience what it is like.

Stimulate.

Lin Bufan became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke, and his mind was running rapidly. "Judging from the on-site situation of media and players today, our project is basically a success."

Wang Jiutian admired it very much, "Bufan, you are really amazing. You can turn a dead game into a dead game, take advantage of the situation, use your own strength, and come up with unique ideas..."

As he spoke, Wang Jiutian suddenly lamented.

"Grandpa, why are you sighing?" Wang Muyan asked doubtfully.

"I sigh because of regret. If Bu Fan were my grandson-in-law, then I could quit the stage and leave the family business to you two. I could also go fishing, keep in good health, and travel around for fun." Wang

Jiutian was testing Lin Bufan.

Lin Bufan naturally knew it, but he couldn't explain it clearly. He just said lightly: "Fate is like a dream or a shadow. It cannot be controlled by mortals. If Mu Yan and I are really destined, we will naturally be together. If not, we will be together."

, forcing a union will lead to an unhappy separation in the end."

What he said was decent and generous, and his "Tai Chi" practice was strong.

Wang Jiutian is not a fool, and he instantly understands Lin Bufan and Xini's tricks, "I think you and my Muyan are quite destined. Muyan would not have met you if she had not come to Shanghai. This is a meeting that comes thousands of miles away. Besides,

In the collapse of the Meilin Tunnel, you two lived and died together, and finally escaped together. This is a wonderful fate. God will not reject you, which means that God wants to give you a marriage. Bufan, you live so long, you should only be with

My Muyan has had this kind of life-and-death experience, right?"

Lin Bufan complained in his heart, and Wang Jiutian spoke accurately and seasonedly, "Indeed, no, don't be in a hurry, I'm only a senior in high school, so getting married is too far away."

Lin Bufan used age as an excuse.

Wang Jiutian stroked his beard and said: "You are 18 years old in the third year of high school. You are studying a year later, that is, you are 19 years old. I think when I was 19 years old, I already had a baby..."

"Grandpa Wang, things are different now. How can we compare with the past? Besides, the law now stipulates that men must be 22 years old before they can get married. You can't violate the laws of the country, right? We are all law-abiding citizens."

"It's true that you can't violate the laws of the country, but you can get engaged." Wang Jiutian looked at Lin Bufan with a smile and thought to himself: Boy, you are still a little green when you play tricks with me.

Lin Bufan really had nothing to say. He took a sip of wine and changed the topic: "This wine is really sweet and mellow. Good wine. Grandpa Wang, I'd like to propose a toast to you and wish you live to be 999."

"Then you are no longer an old monster!" Wang Jiutian said with a smile.

By around 8 o'clock in the evening, the meal was ready.

Wang Jiutian drank happily, held Lin Bufan's hand tightly and said: "Bufan, I really hope you can be with Mu Yan. Don't worry, I'm definitely not asking you to get married. After getting married, we will join forces.

, after the merger of Zhenxi Group and Mortal Group, it will become the largest chaebol in Yanxia, ​​and you and your wife will be the richest people in Yanxia."

He liked Lin Bufan from the bottom of his heart.

Lin Bufan also saw that Wang Jiutian was telling the truth, but he had his own considerations, "The days are long!"

At 8:30 pm, Wang Muyan and Wang Jiutian returned to Jinyao Hotel.

Wang Chenfeng has been writing plans in his room. He still has a lot of Wang family business to deal with, so he has no idea what is happening outside.

After eating a bowl of instant noodles at 5 o'clock in the evening, I have been busy until now.

It wasn't until 8 o'clock that he got up, stretched his arms, and then knocked on Wang Jiutian's door.
Chapter completed!
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