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Chapter five hundred and twenty first

"There is no doubt that if the company's movies in the second half of the year can make a profit at the box office, Goldman Sachs' final valuation will not be less than one billion. After all, Lister, a bastard who is unwilling to take any responsibility, will not agree to an uncertain business.

"." After Marilyn analyzed it calmly, Fang Zhe discovered that these people were really bastards.

"In other words, the previous valuation of 500 million was undoubtedly the result of deliberate suppression?" Wu Mingzhu asked coldly.

Marilyn looked back dissatisfied: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't have to do anything that is not good for myself."

"Then who knows?" Wu Mingzhu was still making insinuations. When Fang Zhe heard that he was going to start a quarrel, he stood up and said: "Okay, let's go out, everyone has been kept waiting for too long." The matter was already very clear, not to mention the previous valuation.

If you get a broken bone, you get at least a 50% discount. But this is normal. Isn’t this how investors on Wall Street make their fortunes?

I went out and searched around but didn't find Liszt. I saw Jessica eating something aside. Looking back, I saw that Marilyn and Wu Mingzhu were entangled by others. They walked over and stood behind them and asked, "Why are you here alone, Liszt?"

Where’s Te?”

Jessica was frightened. She turned around suddenly, covered her chest with her hands and saw the boss. She quickly patted him a few times and whispered: "Hello, Boss, that Liszt took someone else away. I told him that I was only seventeen years old.

"

Fang Zhe looked this woman up and down unexpectedly: "Is she really only seventeen years old? Didn't she say she was ten years old?"

"Am I that young? Really, what kind of eyes do you have?" Jessica lowered her head and faced the boss, not daring to resist.

At this time, a middle-aged woman came over and greeted Fang Zhe with a smile: "Mist Fang, Jessica is a good dancer."

Are all Americans so direct? When Fang Zhe was stunned for a moment, Jessica quickly introduced: "My agent Susan."

Fang Zhe glanced at this familiar eldest sister, smiled and nodded: "Sorry, I have something else to do."

The two people left behind looked at each other, and Susan sighed: "I shouldn't have come." Jessica shook her head: "Same, when he heard that I was only seventeen years old, he immediately lost interest. These damn things have

Rich people, they have no shortage of women, so there is no need to cause trouble."

"You are lucky. This company is not so dark in its casting. This company makes small productions, so you have to seize the opportunity and make two more films to stabilize your reputation." Susan whispered.

After talking for a while, Jessica said: "I know."

"What movie are we going to show next?" Fang Zhe found Marilyn. This woman was talking to a man. When she saw this, she smiled and said: "What a coincidence? This is the new film "The Romantic Boss' Pretty Secretary" directed by Stephen."

This film really left a deep impression on Fang Zhe. It was a special interest film. Do you remember it? Was it the script or the synopsis I made and gave to Duan Mei? I really forgot when the film will be released.

"Hello Mister Fang. I saw this script and I had the urge to film it. So I would rather film it for less money. I heard that the outline of the script is your masterpiece. I think we can exchange creative experiences."

Stephen looked very excited? He hadn't seen him come out to greet him before? He thought he came a little late.

"I often have some strange ideas, so I write them down and let them be written into a script. If you like it, that's fine." Fang Zhe said politely, but Stephen smiled obscenely: "I know a place where people like to exchange experiences? Someone

Like whips? Some people like candles..."

Fang Zhe... Fortunately, Wu Mingzhu appeared in time, and Fang Zhe pretended to be helpless; "They're calling me over there. If we have a chance to chat."

Stephen regretfully said, "Let's talk next time." When he walked to Wu Mingzhu's side, Fang Zhe breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong? You look nervous?" Wu Mingzhu also joked? This guy really doesn't seem to have the self-consciousness of Tang Monk.

"Meeting a sexual fetish lover! It feels so perverted." Fang Zhe spoke in Chinese to avoid being overheard.

"Don't say this nonsense in the United States, so as not to be accused of discrimination." Wu Mingzhu reminded, Fang Zhe nodded: "Understand? Americans like to say they are discriminated against. Damn freedom? Damn identity. Damn it."

Is the game of politics a good show for the Democratic Party? When Chinese Americans are discriminated against? I have never seen them take it so seriously."

"Who made our motherland too poor?" Wu Mingzhu sighed. The two of them stood together and seemed to be whispering. No one else dared to come and disturb them. Fang Zhe looked around and then whispered: "Wait twenty years for you.

Look again.”

"Twenty years is too long. Let's hope that the second part of Chainsaw will be a big hit during Halloween." Wu Mingzhu is not interested in Fang Zhe's argument. She always feels that this guy is too confident in this aspect. Now

How powerful is the United States? The whole world is under the control of the United States. The only EU that can challenge the United States, what are the virtues of its two bosses?

One is a country with troops stationed in the United States, which is not a country in the true sense. The other has been dealt with by the United States many times. Every time it was dealt with miserably. The linking of the U.S. dollar and oil was a stroke of genius, confirming the hegemony of the U.S. dollar.

Fang Zhe probably knows Wu Mingzhu's thoughts. This is very helpless. This is the case for their generation. From their youth to college graduation and the first ten years of work, they really live in the shadow of the Americans. I

Our motherland is backward in all aspects, and various leading parties in the country are badmouthing us. Before we have seen all kinds of misfortune that will happen to the United States in the future, who dares to believe that the United States can be that bad?

It seems that Wu Mingzhu has nothing to interfere with at Summit Pictures, and her mind is no longer on it. She only shows up when a large amount of money is raised, but her usual thoughts are still on her own business.

That is to say, when Fang Zhe arrived, Wu Mingzhu could still keep an eye on him, but when he got up the next day, Fang Zhe could no longer see Wu Mingzhu's people.

After a morning's rest, Wu Mingzhu came back with her bodyguard Eva, and the nanny at home prepared a meal and waited for it to be served.

During lunch, there were only two of us. Wu Mingzhu sat across from her and said while eating: "Yiren's basic base has been fixed. Do you think we should create a men's clothing brand? The United States is different from China. Men are also very willing to dress up.

It’s about spending money. Look at those sports brands, none of them are making a lot of money. This shows that men’s clothing also has a future.”

"Let's do this. I will provide a sum of funds to buy your company, and then incorporate it into Yuanda's subsidiary as a subsidiary specializing in sales and design. From now on, the United States will be responsible for sales and design. By the way, it's also

There's that Jessica, give her an agent, I think she has a great future, she might become famous." Fang Zhe was absent-minded, this is not the point now.

"Why, have you fallen in love with someone? Let me remind you, the nature of underage is very serious." Wu Mingzhu knew that what Fang Zhe said was reasonable, but she felt uncomfortable in her heart and had to stab her. Fortunately, Fang Zhe had already become numb.

Didn't hear it.

"I will stay until the end of July and return to Hong Kong City. It will become lively there. When this wave is completed, the funds will be transferred back to the United States one after another. There will be a big opportunity here in two years."

"What? Who said that industry is the foundation? Now you are focusing on the stock market?" Wu Mingzhu was really not mocking him, it was really a kind reminder. After all, the foundation in China is still industry.

"Why not make money if you have money? Besides, you don't need capital for your future career?" Fang Zhe said casually, and Wu Mingzhu clicked her tongue: "Looking back, Yun Jue didn't know how to complain, saying that she finally returned to Hong Kong City and was thrown away by you again.

Come to the United States and have a hard time."

"As long as I have enough money, I can build an electronics industry chain in China. This is the future. That is to say, I don't have much money, but if I really have enough money, I can also start chip manufacturing. Unfortunately, this thing requires too much investment.

Large, it is destined to be an area that only the country can afford to play. Moreover, now there are new technologies. The good days of Japan’s semiconductor industry have also been long. The future pattern will probably be design here in the United States, senior personnel and generation in South Korea.

Work. The country doesn’t have money for this thing, so it’s not that it doesn’t pay attention to it.”

One sentence made Wu Mingzhu's expression change: "You can't, right? Japan is the biological son of the United States."

"That's right. If you're not your biological son, you can't torment it like this." Fang Zhe sneered, but Wu Mingzhu didn't reply this time.

"Forget about merging the company. This is an industry I have worked hard to build. I'd better work harder on my own. In the future, I won't care about so much and just run my own company well. Do you want me to quit my part-time job at Summit Pictures?

Lose?"

Fang Zhe felt much better after hearing this, and said calmly: "You can find someone you trust to be the deputy director, and let the deputy director keep an eye on him. The company is full of foreign devils, so I can't rest assured." This is to tell the truth.

Yes, Wu Mingzhu smiled with satisfaction after hearing this.

"Okay, let's do it like this. I'll keep in touch with the country in the future to get the design done. When the men's clothing is launched, you have to underwrite the expenses for this part." Wu Mingzhu didn't mean to take advantage when she said this.

Business is business.

"Okay, keep in touch, and keep up with publicity. Advertising and endorsement expenses are considered the company's. You are also a shareholder of Yuanda. Don't think this is other people's business. This time the trend in Hong Kong City has passed, you invest

The final settlement of the funds still resulted in a profit of five or six thousand yuan. If something like this happens in the future, I will still say hello in advance."

Wu Mingzhu added: "I will fly to New York in the afternoon, and I will arrange someone to do Jessica's endorsement."

Even if this conversation settled the relationship in the future, Wu Mingzhu also knew in her heart that one day, if she left, Fang Zhe would not try his best to keep her. When it came to gaining status in his heart, Wu Mingzhu knew that he

Not as good as Yun Jue. After all, she really lost too many points in many things. Thinking of this, Wu Mingzhu felt a little regretful.

There was a time when it was difficult to find water in a vast ocean!

It would be great if I didn't know this guy. Even if I didn't have so much money, I wouldn't be so emotionally exhausted.

But they happened to meet each other, and it had a huge impact on my whole life. The most obvious one is my aunt. Nowadays, if there is any high-end party, people will be sent to call it. During the election last year, I donated a sum of money and got to know a few people.

politician.


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