A young man knocked on the door of the luxury box. After announcing his door, he heard the reply from inside and then slowly opened the door.
He poked his head and said, "Brother, guess who I saw when I came up just now?"
The middle-aged man who was lying on the sofa and washing his feet opened his eyes slightly, sipped his wine and said impatiently: "I love you so and so. Didn't I arrange it for you? Why do you come to my place to cause trouble?"
The young man simply squeezed into the house, took a few steps forward and whispered: "Wen Zheng. I saw him being led to the top floor, using a special elevator."
"oh?!"
The middle-aged man sat up straight, but immediately lay back down, "Oh, we are not in the same circle. Okay, forget it, you can go and have your own fun."
Ten minutes later.
The young man didn't even knock on the door and directly opened the door of the luxury box.
This move undoubtedly startled the female technician and also woke up the middle-aged man who had just fallen asleep.
"You get out first!"
The young man asked the sexy female technician away, then frowned and said, "Brother, something seems to have happened on the top floor. Just now, a drunk brother went to pee, and when he came back, he ran to the top floor in a daze, and guess what? The top floor should be
The place has been cleared and only security guards are guarding the entrance.”
The middle-aged man angrily yelled: "Don't worry about me. If you disturb my rest again, I'll whip you."
The young man explained anxiously: "The brother who was sent back by the security guard bragged to us, saying that he saw someone flying sideways out of the house in a trance. The more I thought about it, the more wrong it became. The top floor was cleared, and Wen Zheng was also on the top floor.
What does this mean?"
"You mean, Wen Zheng got into a fight with someone again?!"
The middle-aged man sobered up instantly.
The young man patted his thigh and shouted: "Yes! I suspect that Wen Zheng is having sex with someone. He eats with others normally, there is no need to clear the place, right? This is a hotel run by Japanese people, and most of the people inside are also Japanese people. The Japanese food on the top floor
But it’s a cornucopia, when will they clear the scene? Something is obviously wrong.”
"Let's go! Go up and have a look."
The middle-aged man began to change his clothes as he spoke, "Brother Gou and Mr. Yao left for a long time, but Wen Zheng is still very generous. Last time we took someone's one million for nothing. Anyway, we can't go up and take a look."
wrong!"
The young man lifted the stool and threw it to the ground. He picked up the legs of the stool and rushed out.
The middle-aged man cursed with a distressed look on his face: "You're a prodigal, don't you know how expensive the consumption here is? I don't know how much you have to pay for this."
As he said that, he also picked up a bench leg and carried it in his hands, feeling instantly safe.
A few minutes later.
When the middle-aged man gathered a dozen brothers and went to the top floor, he bumped into a group of security guards.
Both sides were stunned, with the middle-aged man taking the lead in attacking.
When the security guard saw this situation, he ran away decisively.
The middle-aged man did not give chase, and ran straight to the corridor where the people were lying with his brother.
When I got there, I saw two unconscious people stacked on top of each other, with blood flowing all over the floor. They didn't know whether they were dead or alive.
"Mr. Zhao?"
There was a surprised voice in the box.
The middle-aged man heard the sound and looked around, only to see Wen Zheng blocking a wretched old man with eyes in the room.
He subconsciously walked into the house, but was immediately forced out by the smell inside. When he took a closer look, there was a person lying on the ground covered in stench.
Wen Zheng looked a little regretful.
Zhao Xin had met him once before. In the "Eleventh Man with Four Rings" case, Black Dog was the one who asked him to do it. Afterwards, he even threw a million cash to the other party as a thank you gift.
Unexpectedly, the two of them would meet again here today, and his appearance would be so unfortunate.
Zhao Xin looked at the environment and said in a deep voice: "Looking at the attire, are they from Japan?"
Wen Zheng nodded.
When the leader of the Japanese team saw Zhao Xin and others coming, he immediately relaxed.
He was sure that Wen Zheng was definitely murderous just now, but fortunately such a group of people came to disrupt the situation, and now Wen Zheng had even more worries.
"Brother, those two people are not dead yet, but they are seriously injured. I don't think things are simple."
The young man led the bench legs and reported to Zhao Xinhui in a low voice.
Zhao Xin heard this and looked towards Wen Zheng.
He explained: "I also knew you were here accidentally. Later I heard that there seemed to be a fight up here, and the fight was settled. So I came up to have a look, but I didn't expect it was really you."
"Oh, let's go."
Wen Zheng sighed and prepared to leave.
The leader of the Japanese team stared at Wen Zheng with a half-smile but said: "I advise you to think carefully about my proposal. Even if you don't agree, it doesn't mean that others won't agree. We have many people from all walks of life who are against us.
?I tell you very clearly, your reputation will be ruined first, and then your corpse will be."
Wen Zheng turned around and looked at him coldly, and said in a deep voice: "You are very lucky, but it's only for today."
Zhao Xin, who realized later, asked cautiously: "Uh... shouldn't I come?"
Wen Zheng was speechless.
Zhao Xin looked embarrassed. After looking at the two "corpses" on the ground, he said seriously: "Shall I go then? You continue, I didn't see anything. I was drunk today and I am acting like a drunkard."
Wen Zheng rolled his eyes at him and said with a smile: "Let's find a food stall. I didn't get any benefits this time, so I can only buy you a drink."
"I don't like hearing what you say."
Zhao Xin threw down the bench leg and let his men clear the way, while he walked side by side with Wen Zheng, "We are all brothers, talking about money will hurt our feelings. You have good taste, and I also like drinking at food stalls."
late at night.
An outdoor barbecue stall at a night market.
Zhao Xin led a dozen people to sit down at a stall with few people.
Wen Zheng was surrounded by more than a dozen people, but no one recognized him. Even if someone did, there were more than a dozen big men with dragons and tigers in front of them. Who would dare to come up and talk to him?
After finishing a bottle of beer, Zhao Xin asked bluntly: "What's going on? Why did you fight with the Japanese?"
Wen Zheng smiled bitterly and said: "They wanted to buy the song, but they couldn't agree on the price, and then... haha."
"What's the price?"
Zhao Xin was full of curiosity.
"They only gave 30 million."
Wen Zheng answered honestly.
Zhao Xin and others were stunned.
RMB 30 million per song is not bad, it is almost as much as what they earn from one project.
"Then how much do you want?"
Zhao Xin was really curious as to what price Wen Zheng demanded before the two sides started fighting.
Wen Zheng smiled and said: "One hundred million."
Everyone present took a breath and cursed secretly: Celebrities make money so quickly.
Curious baby Zhao Xin couldn't help but ask: "This... although the price you offered is outrageous, there is no need to start a fight, right?"
Wen Zheng smiled and only invited everyone to drink.
Seeing that he didn't want to elaborate, everyone wisely didn't ask any more questions. After all, they had all heard about the entertainment industry.
Your circle is too chaotic and your melon is too big.
Zhao Xin took a sip of wine, and the more he thought about it, the more he realized that the matter was not simple. It was going to the point of murder. It was definitely not as simple as failing to close the business deal.
To be able to make the Japanese people dare to spread rumors and try to silence them, Wen Zheng must have done something big.
He looked at Wen Zheng with strange eyes and said hesitantly, "Could it be that they want you to have your hair parted in the middle?"
Wen Zheng thought this statement was very interesting, so he smiled and replied: "Absolutely."
Zhao Xin was silent for a moment and couldn't help but persuade: "You can speak if necessary. I'm not afraid of fighting Japanese people. But I think you really don't need it. Have you not read what the cultural people on the Internet have said? To get out of the misunderstanding of hatred, you can't
Because you are patriotic, you hate other countries and nations. Hatred will make people lose their sense. If you don't suffer much in this matter, just turn a blind eye and make money first."
Wen Zheng shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Some things have to be done by someone. If you turn a blind eye and think it's just a trivial matter, the other party will only get worse."
Seeing that Zhao Xin remained silent, he asked, "Do you think the statement about the misunderstanding of hatred is correct?"
"tui!"
Zhao Xin spat, "To be honest, I don't really believe it. Those of us who are hanging out outside all know that it is only natural to pay debts and kill people to pay for their lives. But I am a cultural person, and sometimes I still
I really doubt whether I am a civilized person."
He sighed and continued: "The Japanese people are definitely not civilized people. They cost me more than 5,000 yuan for a chair. How can civilized people do this?"
Wen Zheng couldn't help but laugh and said: "Academics have specializations, and maybe they are very strong in the professional field, but if the three views are biased, it will be useless no matter how many books you read. Besides, the books here do not necessarily refer to school textbooks.
"
After that, he picked up the wine glass and said, "I won't say these unlucky words anymore. Come on, let's go. Thanks to you for helping us again today."
After everyone had a drink.
Someone asked: "The singer competition has been temporarily postponed. What's going on? I'm still waiting for you to kill other regional champions."
"ha?"
Wen Zheng looked confused.
Zhao Xin took out his mobile phone and handed it to him, "Look, the organizer Yueyin Records just announced it this afternoon, and it's already on the news. It's hard not to notice."
Wen Zheng was dumbfounded.
He only looked for Zhao Qiuxing at noon, but the old Zhao didn't reveal any information to him.