0p0 Chapter 840 What's so good about the movie
Chapter 840 What's so good about the movie
Under the shining sunshine, Zidong International Group looks like a business giant, exuding a grand and magnificent aura.
The towering building has smooth lines and its glass curtain wall reflects dazzling light, as if showing its glory and strength to the world.
Deng Zhouyi skillfully controlled Teng Zijing's luxurious private car, Maserati, and slowly drove it downstairs to the company.
This luxury car is like a silver beast. Its smooth body lines and unique logo instantly attracted many people's attention. People gathered around and talked to each other.
"Hey, look, isn't that the car of Mr. Jing, the president of Fengteng International?" A young man shouted first, his eyes full of surprise and curiosity.
"Yeah! How did he end up downstairs of Zidong International Company?" A middle-aged man wearing glasses nearby echoed, his face full of confusion.
"Yes, these two companies have always kept to themselves. What happened?" Another whisper came from the crowd.
At this time, a girl with a work badge and who looked a little inexperienced came over with a bit of excitement and speculation, saying:
"Oh, are you here to seek revenge? Last time, the two CEOs had a huge fight in front of the Grand Hyatt Hotel!"
As he spoke, Teng Zijing opened the car door and stepped out gracefully. He was wearing a well-tailored suit, with a pair of sunglasses perched neatly on his nose.
It perfectly highlights his unique personal charm and powerful aura, as if he has his own light, making people dare not look directly at him.
Deng Zhouyi followed closely behind, got out of the car, holding the briefcase steadily in his hand, and followed Teng Zijing step by step, walking into the company together.
As we stepped into the company lobby, the eyes of a group of salesmen and customers were drawn to us, and curious expressions spread across their faces.
Teng Zijing walked straight to the front desk. The two beautiful ladies at the front desk immediately showed a professional smile and said in a sweet voice, "Hello, Mr. Jing, how can I help you?"
Teng Zijing raised his chin slightly, a look of disdain on his face, and asked, "Is your CEO Jiang here?"
A beautiful receptionist maintained a respectful demeanor and politely asked, "Yes, do you have an appointment?"
When Teng Zijing heard this, his temper instantly flared up, and he shouted, "No, you, quickly call him and tell him that Master Jing is downstairs and ask him to come down and pick me up personally."
"Okay, Mr. Jing, please wait a moment!" Another receptionist reacted quickly and immediately called the public relations lady.
Not long after, a question came from the other end of the phone: "What's the matter?"
"Mr. Jing, the president of Fengteng International, is downstairs and wants to see Mr. Jiang." The receptionist conveyed the message concisely and clearly.
"Please wait a moment, I'll go ask for instructions." The person on the other end of the phone hung up.
After the PR lady hung up the phone, she immediately walked to the office door and gently opened it.
Jiang Chengyu was seen leaning over a drawing intently, his pen constantly circling and dotting, completely unaware of the movements around him.
The PR lady asked softly, "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jing, the president of Fengteng International, is downstairs. Do you want to see him?"
Jiang Chengyu slowly raised his head, took his eyes off the blueprint, and said calmly: "Bring him up!"
"Yes, Mr. Jiang." After receiving the instructions, the PR lady turned and left the office.
At this time, Teng Zijing was standing at the front desk, looking a little impatient. He crossed his arms, looked around, and muttered:
"Damn it, Jiang Chengyu is so arrogant that he actually makes me wait here."
At this moment, the phone at the front desk rang suddenly. The beautiful receptionist answered the phone immediately and said concisely, "Bring Mr. Jing up!"
The receptionist put down the phone, a polite smile on her face again, and quickly approached Teng Zijing. She made an elegant gesture of invitation and said:
"Sorry, Master Jing, you've been waiting for so long. Mr. Jiang is waiting for you upstairs. Please come this way."
After that, she took the lead and walked to the CEO's exclusive elevator. She gently pressed the button, and the elevator door slowly opened. She smiled and said, "Mr. Jing, please!"
Teng Zijing walked into the elevator with Deng Zhouyi in a swagger. The receptionist then walked into the elevator and gently pressed the door closing button.
The elevator quickly ascended to the president's floor. With a "ding" sound, the elevator door slowly opened.
The PR lady, with her extraordinary temperament, had already been waiting at the door. She smiled and said, "Welcome, Mr. Jing, to the company. Please come this way."
As soon as he finished speaking, the public relations lady led Teng Zijing and Deng Zhouyi to the door of the president's office in a few steps.
She gently pushed the door open, made a gesture of invitation, and invited Teng Zijing in.
Teng Zijing walked into the office and saw Jiang Chengyu sitting in his office chair with a serious look on his face.
The desk was piled high with messy drawings and documents, almost like a small hill.
Teng Zijing couldn't help but jokingly said, "Hey, you're busy? It's true, it's a bit hard to swallow this huge piece of cake that's been won over by the bidding project all at once!"
Jiang Chengyu ignored Teng Zijing's teasing, and just stood up, made a gesture of invitation and said, "Master Jing, please sit down."
Teng Zijing walked to the sofa carelessly, sat down, crossed his legs and made a gesture.
Deng Zhouyi understood what he meant and quickly took out several contracts from his briefcase and placed them on the coffee table in front of Jiang Chengyu.
Teng Zijing said with a carefree look, "Take a look at the contract. If there's anything you need to add, feel free to write it down."
Jiang Chengyu stretched out his left hand and made a flipping gesture with his sword finger. The contract was flipped through quickly under his control.
This skillful and neat movement seemed as if he was already familiar with this kind of matter.
After Jiang Chengyu quickly glanced over the contract, he looked at Teng Zijing and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Jing is straightforward. I am very satisfied with the contract."
When Teng Zijing and Deng Zhouyi heard this, they looked at Jiang Chengyu in surprise.
Teng Zijing hurriedly lowered his crossed legs, his face filled with doubt as he asked, "Is this... the end of it?"
Jiang Chengyu looked calm and composed, and said calmly:
"Such a big project was given to the old man, and my company also needs to support its family. If I can't see Mr. Jing's sincerity, I dare not joke with the hard work of millions of employees!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the PR lady walked into the office with a tray in her hand and light steps.
She smiled and said, "Mr. Jing, your coffee, Mr. Jiang..."
Then she placed a cup of coffee in front of Deng Zhouyi, made an elegant gesture of invitation, and turned to leave the office.
Teng Zijing picked up the coffee cup, took a sip, and a complicated expression appeared on his face.
He raised his hand and touched his cheek, and the scene of Jiang Shuo slapping him in the face at the control console in the laboratory involuntarily emerged in his mind.
Then, Jiang Shuo's earlier account of saving his little dad and father also emerged clearly in his mind:
"When General Copley arrived with me, my father was using his broken body to tightly protect my little daddy, dying in the raging fire.
Without giving it much thought, I flew directly to the lake at the foot of the mountain and, using the internal energy technique Little Daddy taught me, mobilized the lake water to rush up the mountain, finally putting out the fire.
Thinking of this, Teng Zijing couldn't help but look at Jiang Chengyu, with some doubt in his eyes, and muttered, "You... understand... the technique?"
Jiang Chengyu did not directly face Teng Zijing's question, his eyes still fixed on the contract and he said:
"I have no objection. If Mr. Jing has no objection, we will have a pleasant cooperation!" As he said this, he stretched out his left hand and made a handshake gesture.
Just as the two looked at each other, the atmosphere was a little awkward, and their words were quite sparse, Sheng Xue dragged Jiang Shuo out of the bathroom.
Jiang Shuo lay on Shengxue's horse, clinging to its neck tightly, with a happy smile on his face, muttering: "Shengxue is awesome, I didn't love you in vain."
Teng Zijing and Deng Zhouyi suddenly stood up when they saw this scene. Deng Zhouyi looked at Jiang Shuo with a bright smile on his face.
Teng Zijing couldn't help but exclaimed, "Jiang Shuo, you really took good care of this little horse!"
When Jiang Shuo heard Teng Zijing's voice, his face instantly turned serious and he said unhappily, "Don't try to get close to me. You're ruining my plans. I won't forgive you that easily."
Upon hearing this, Teng Zijing's face immediately showed a pleading expression and he said, "Hey, what do you want me to do in order to forgive me? They say ignorance is not a crime!"
As he spoke, Teng Zijing chased after Jiang Shuo's little butt, only to see Jiang Shuo climb onto the office chair. When he turned around, the back of the chair blocked Teng Zijing from talking to him face to face.
Teng Zijing's mind was working rapidly, trying to find a way to let him feel relieved, and suddenly he remembered the scene of their first meeting.
It was in the cinema, Gu Ze's new film was released, and Gu Ze walked into the cinema holding Jiang Shuo.
In the end, he didn't get to see the movie, but instead followed me to Jia Sidao's billiard room to play billiards.
Teng Zijing's eyes lit up, and he said as if he had found a savior, "How about I treat you to a movie?
I interrupted your movie the first time we met, but this time I'll make it up to you." Teng Zijing said this while forcing a slightly unnatural smile.
Jiang Shuo pouted angrily, his pink lips slightly curled up, his arms tightly folded across his chest, he looked like a small animal protecting its food, and said with a hint of arrogance:
"What's so good about the movie? Those cookie-cutter plots are not even as good as Little Daddy's picture album!"
There was a hint of disdain in his eyes, as if the movie was just a passing cloud in his eyes, and little daddy's album was the most precious treasure in the world.
When Teng Zijing heard this, he immediately became interested and his curiosity burned like a raging fire.
He leaned forward slightly, approaching Jiang Shuo, his face full of inquiry, and asked, "Hey, what exactly does your little daddy's album look like? It fascinates you so much.
If it's really that exciting, I'll let Gu Ze act in it and make it into a film. Maybe it will become another classic in the film and television industry."
When Jiang Shuo heard Teng Zijing's words, he seemed to have touched a nerve and suddenly turned around.
This sudden action made the defenseless Teng Zijing almost stumble and fall. In panic,
He quickly supported himself on the armrests of the office chair with both hands, and only after looking into Jiang Shuo's watery eyes at close range did he steady himself.
Jiang Shuo said with a serious face and a determined look in his eyes:
"I've already told Uncle Gu Ze about this. I'll provide the funding, and he'll act. We've already planned it."
Jiang Shuo's adult-like appearance seemed to be declaring that this was an unquestionable decision.
Teng Zijing's eyes lit up instantly, like twinkling stars in the night sky, and he said excitedly: "Oh, so that's it!
Do you know that Gu Ze is the ace contracted artist of our Longteng Film and Television Company, with superb acting skills and super high popularity.
If you want to shoot, tell me how to shoot it, and I will fund it. With our resources and strength,
We guarantee that this work will be perfectly produced, successfully launched, and set off a wave of enthusiasm in the film and television market."
Jiang Shuo narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Teng Zijing. His eyes were like a little judge examining whether the person in front of him was trustworthy.
After a while, he put on an adult's demeanor and said in a serious tone, "Well, since you are so sincere, I will forgive you for once.
But please don't make me angry again, or I won't let you go easily."
When Teng Zijing heard Jiang Shuo's words, a smile of relief suddenly appeared on his face. That smile was like the sunshine on a spring day, dispelling the previous haze.