Chapter 2204: Everything is left for the first time

"What a stubborn child!"

In the lounge next to the president's office, Jin Gege leaned on the sofa and drank a cup of hot tea. Then he looked at Qian Tangjiang, who had just returned from the hospital for dressing, and said: "Zhao Heng promised to let you go, but there is one condition, that is, he would drink ten kilograms of sorghum wine in two hours."

Qian Tangjiang was happy when he heard what Jin Ge Ge said, then frowned: "Ten kilograms of sorghum wine is not a problem, but it is too difficult for two hours. If I drink ten kilograms of wine within this time, I will be able to survive even if I don't get drunk. Madam, is there no other way to choose?"

Princess Jin shook her head gently, rubbed her fingers against the teacup and said, "I'm afraid there is no more. That boy is trying to fight you to death. He has always been the one who can kill you. So if you don't agree to his conditions, you can only leave it to fate, or hand over the position to settle the matter."

Qian Tangjiang sighed: "Then I'm willing to fight."

A smile appeared on the corner of Jin Ge's lips, and his voice was flat: "Don't worry, I won't sit down and watch you drink and suffocate. You will go to me tonight to apologize and put your posture down a little lower. As long as you can survive, it doesn't matter. I will help you smooth things out at critical moments."

Qian Tangjiang felt relieved when he heard this, and then showed a hint of gratitude: "Thank you, Mrs. Du! If Qian Tangjiang can escape this time, the Qian family will be grateful." He also took out a contract from his arms: "Madam, Qian's Cinema has been short of money recently and wants to raise funds."

When a trace of playfulness appeared on Jin Gege's face, Qian Tangjiang opened the contract and spread it in front of her: "I wonder if my wife can do a good job and invest a lot of money to support the Qian family? 300 million shares. Of course, if the wife thinks the price is too high, we can still talk about it."

When each movie is played in Qian's Cinema, Qian can draw about 40% of the ticket. A movie with a box office of over 100 million yuan will be deducted from all major costs, at least 20 million yuan will be included in Qian Tangjiang. In the past, Qian's film was divided into 300 million yuan, so 300 million yuan of shares is equivalent to giving away money.

"You and I are both a family."

Princess Jin glanced at the contract in front of him, and his smile on his face became two more brilliant: "The Qian family is in trouble, of course I have to support me. I can't watch the Qian family collapse, right? You give the contract to Lian Ying in the afternoon and ask him to withdraw 300 million for you, which is a little support."

Qian Tangjiang hurriedly replied: "Thank you Mrs.!"

As the dusk was filled, the lights were on, Zhao Heng and Nan chanting Buddha led Lin Huiyin straight into the Beijing Hotel. They saw Jin Gege and Qian Tangjiang at a glance in the luxurious restaurant on the eighth floor. The two were chatting and laughing and showing a close cooperative relationship. When Zhao Heng and the others appeared, they turned their eyes.

Before Prince Jin said something, Qian Tangjiang had already stood up to greet Zhao Heng and the others, and a repentance and apologies were piled on his face and said, "Young Master Heng, Young Master Nan, Miss Lin, good evening. Qian Tangjiang caused you trouble last night. Please don't worry about it."

Qian Tangjiang acted as if he knew his mistake and had a deep repentance, which immediately made Lin Huiyin feel flattered. Seeing his bare fingers, he subconsciously pity him and invisibly forgave the evil things Qian Tangjiang had done. Zhao Heng and Nan chanted Buddha's name but were not deceived by the crocodile's tears.

"Chairman Qian, does your finger still hurt?"

Zhao Heng didn't have much emotional ups and downs on his face. He hugged Qian Tangjiang's shoulder and smiled: "Why were you so careless last night? You even forgot to take away your broken fingers? Otherwise, you would take them back to get a doctor to pick them up, so why would you end up with a disabled person? It seems that you are really drunk."

Qian Tangjiang's expression was slightly stunned, and then a hint of anger flashed through his eyes. It was clear that Zhao Heng was talking sarcastic, but he didn't dare to get angry at this moment. Instead, he raised a smile and said: "Thank you, Mr. Heng for your concern. I was drunk last night, so I forgot about everything and forget my fingers."

Qian Tangjiang exhaled a long breath: "But even if I was awake at the time, I would not pick up my fingers. As Heng Shao said, if you offend you, you must have the awareness of seeing blood. If I bump into Heng Shao, I will naturally be punished, and even if I cut my fingers, I can learn from my lessons."

Zhao Heng looked at Qian Tangjiang's old face with a strong smile and said slowly: "So, it's a good thing for me to break your finger? Since you think I can learn from your fingers, you might as well break a few more. If you break more, the lesson will be deeper."

Qian Tangjiang's smile became dull: "Young Master is joking!"

"Mrs. Du, good evening!"

Zhao Heng did not waste his talk with Qian Tangjiang anymore. He chuckled and pushed him away, not taking him seriously at all. Then he pulled open the chair and sat down in front of Princess Jin: "You will appear here before eight o'clock. It seems that you are sincerely resolving this crisis for Chairman Qian."

Jin Gege signaled Nan to chant the Buddha's name and they all sat down, then picked up the tea in front of him and blew it gently: "I am sincerely resolving the matter, and Chairman Qian also apologized sincerely! Zhao Heng, chanting the Buddha's name, you and Dong Qian have arrived here tonight, will everyone be eliminated? "

When Zhao Heng and Nan chanted the Buddha's name, Jin Gege whispered: "He will never ask for trouble with Lin Huiyin in the future. Please give him a thumbs up. I have already informed you of your conditions. He is willing to accept the punishment of ten kilograms of sorghum."

Zhao Heng smiled: "Very good!"

He straightened his upper body slightly and looked at Qian Tangjiang who was walking over and smiled: "As long as Chairman Qian drinks ten kilograms of sorghum wine within two hours, he will not only not have to get out of the capital, but I will not suppress him. Although Zhao Heng is not a good person, he can still make a promise."

He waved his finger: "Go to the bar!"

Zhao Heng looked at Qian Tangjiang meaningfully, and the latter's smile suddenly became awkward. Jin Gege spoke with slightest voice: "Chairman Qian is willing to drink ten kilograms of wine, but I am worried that his drinking will hurt his body. President Du wants to listen to his report tomorrow. What if something happens?"

This is obviously using Du Tianxiong to suppress Zhao Heng.

A light suddenly flashed through Zhao Heng's eyes, and a faint joking curls up at the corner of his mouth: "Madam means that I won't drink anymore? I don't care. If I don't want to reconcile, I won't reconcile. Madam tells me the result earlier, and we won't use it tonight. It's a waste of everyone's time."

Zhao Heng drank the tea in front of him, patted his clothes and said, "Also, I never said I would take revenge on Chairman Qian, but just supervised his words and deeds announced in public last night. He said that whoever dared to touch him would get out of the capital forever, so the game was over."

He looked at Qian Tangjiang and smiled: "Dong Qian can leave Beijing."

"You misunderstood!"

When Zhao Heng was about to get up, Jin Gege had already stood up and turned behind Zhao Heng, and gently pressed his shoulder: "It's not that you don't drink, but I just hope you can give me and the president some face, so that he can drink less and avoid hurting his body. And Chairman Qian is willing to make up for you."

She waved her hand and asked Lian Ying to come over, took a contract from him and said with a smile: "This is a share of Qian's Cinemas, 30%. In order to make up for the mistakes of last night, Chairman Qian is willing to take it out and share it with you and chant Buddha's name. It is worth 1.2 billion US dollars, how about offsetting three kilograms of sorghum?"

Qian Tangjiang's body was slightly shocked when he saw this. He didn't seem to have expected that Prince Jin would do this and used the shares he gave to her to save him. A subconscious look of gratitude flowed in his eyes, and he strengthened his determination to work hard for Prince Jin. Zhao Heng looked at the shares in front of him and his eyes narrowed slightly:

"Sanzheng shares, three jin of wine,"

Zhao Heng raised a bright smile on his lips, and his fingers gently tapped on a contract: "This is really big, madam, do you want to be more happy? Ten kilograms of wine, ten percent of the shares? He gave me the entire Qian Cinema Line, and I don't need a single drop of it to drink. How about it?"

Qian Tangjiang and Mrs. Du's expressions changed slightly. Zhao Heng was really a bastard who could not spit out his bones. He wanted to swallow the Qian Cinema worth billions of dollars without a penny. Nan Chanting Buddha and Lin Huiyin also lamented Zhao Heng's ruthlessness, giving a way out of life, but also cutting off the way for people and money.

Princess Jin wanted to say something but found that Zhao Heng's expression was invisibly resolute, indicating that this was Zhao Heng's last bottom line. He was thinking about whether to let her husband call to deal with this matter. After Qian Tangjiang smiled froze, his eyes also became sharp. His eyes looked at Zhao Heng with a sharp look.

Qian's theaters are not the most profitable money-making tool for the Qian family, but the old hen that has been flowing golden eggs for a long time in the Qian family. Whoever masters the channels is equivalent to whom the entertainment is the limit. 30% of the shares are already the limit. Now that Zhao Heng wants to swallow everything, Qian Tangjiang naturally feels the pain and sacrifices are too great.

At this moment, the door was pushed open again, and a chubby and smiling man appeared at the door. He seemed to have heard all the conversations of the people in the room, and waved his hand to push away the two Du bodyguards who came forward subconsciously, then touched his head and said, "Heng'er, you really have my style."

"It's a dead grass!"

Qiao Pingyong rolled in like a ball, with a huge figure but not a bloated look at all. He leaned over with a loud laugh: "But there is another rule for the Qiao family to do business, that is, keep everything on the front line. Let's do this, is it okay for my uncle to be the master? Nine jin of wine, nine percent of the shares, how about it?"

Zhao Heng was stunned and then laughed: "Okay! Stay a thread in everything!"

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