How did I become a god

Chapter 908
The lights outside the car window were flickering, Jing Gao leaned back in the car seat, leaning against Feng Wan, a gentle and quiet young woman, and said with a smile, "Hit the Li family's dog!"

Tan Qin laughed and said, "Mr. Jing, you are going back to your hometown to get married in two days, and you still have the mood to pay attention to him."

Jing Gao smiled and said: "Kill the chicken to make an example to the monkey! In case some small characters think he's okay again."

Tan Qin paused for a few seconds, and said, "Mr. Jing, Li Zekai's client found me, and he wanted me to mediate this matter. Would you like to hear his conditions?"

Jing Gao gently stroked the hair of Feng Wan, a beauty like jade, and said, "Mr. Tan, I won't listen to the conditions. It doesn't make any sense."

Tan Qin sighed, "Okay. Then I'll go back there." He deliberately reminded Xia Jinggao that Li Jiacheng might invite children from other aristocratic families to make peace.Of course, his status is much stronger than that of his son whose parents passed away and was taken care of by his uncles in the shopping mall.

But after thinking about it, there was no reminder.This reminds Jing Gao that it will make Jing Gao dissatisfied.Wait until Jing Gao holds a wedding in Haizhou to meet and mention this properly.

In fact, Mr. Jing and the Li family's game is becoming more and more confrontational, and these things will happen sooner or later.

After hanging up the phone, Tan Qin pondered for a while, then called Li Zekai in the small living room on the second floor of his luxury villa at the foot of the mountain, "Mr. Li..."

Li Zekai was waiting for Tan Qin's call in the night, "Tan Sheng, hello. Uh... I don't know what's going on?"

Tan Qin said: "Mr. Li, Boss Jing rejected your proposal."

"Okay, thank you. I'll go to Magic City to treat Mr. Tan to tea some other day." Li Zekai hung up the phone, looked at the sea, beach, and bright moon, feeling inexplicable in his heart.This is a reasonable answer.He expected that, but didn't want to hear the answer.

This means that he will continue to deal with this difficult matter!

Thinking of this, Li Zekai was one head and two big.It seems that I can only ask my father tomorrow morning.He took his mobile phone and called his father's assistant to ask about his father's itinerary tomorrow.Make sure that he can meet his father when he returns to the Banshan villa tomorrow.

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When Jing Gao's car arrived at Yuntu Villa on the North Fifth Ring Road of Beijing, after one or two hours of fermentation, the entire network was in a frenzy of eating melons, and the whole night was spent like this.Early the next morning, Li Zekai drove to the villa in the middle of the mountain worried.

In the few glimpses of the morning, the road to the villas in the middle of the mountain is particularly beautiful. The bay, mountains, and mansions form a beautiful landscape.

Outside the Li family's mansion, the guards are heavily guarded.Naturally, Li Zekai went all the way without hindrance. He saw his father in the restaurant. He has been a powerful man in the business world for many years and was hailed as "Superman" by Hong Kong Island newspapers.

Li Jiacheng is 91 years old. He didn't eat much for breakfast. He drank gruel and called his younger son to come and sit down. "Richard, sit down. Would you like something to eat?"

"No. Daddy, I want to tell you something."

Li Jiacheng wore glasses and had thinning hair. He nodded in a senile way, and continued to drink gruel.

Li Zekai recounted what happened last night, emphasizing: "Daddy, I don't want to be an enemy of him, but he doesn't agree to a settlement."

This is a bit interesting.

Li Jiacheng finished a bowl of gruel in silence. After more than ten minutes, he wiped his mouth, and then looked at his younger son: "Richard, Meng Yuanzhi is definitely not going to be able to keep it. Then why do you want to keep it? He is just a chess piece." For a Hong Kong person like him who is mixed in the mainland entertainment industry, we can find a replacement at any time. Besides, you just entrusted a middleman to negotiate, and you think he does not agree to a settlement?"

Li Zekai wanted to defend himself, "Daddy..." He promised to give Meng Yuanzhi an answer at eight o'clock later.

Li Jiacheng waved his hand and interrupted his younger son, "Richard, we need to talk about this kind of thing in person. There will be a meeting in the capital tonight. Victor is ready to leave with the group. I will make a call with him. Meng Yuanzhi will be Throw the chips out."

Li Zekai was dumbfounded, feeling his father's sophistication and cruelty.

Meng Yuanzhi, the producer of such well-known works as "Face Changing", "Mission: Impossible 2", and "Across the World", became cannon fodder in the battle of the business world.

Li Jiacheng patted his youngest son on the shoulder lightly, stood up slowly, and walked slowly to the door of the restaurant.

At this moment, the lights of Li Zekai's phone flickered when it was switched to silent. Li Zekai looked at the number, and it was Meng Yuanzhi calling.He stared blankly at the phone, and after a while, he didn't answer the call.

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Somewhere on Hong Kong Island, Meng Yuanzhi was looking at his mobile phone at home, but Li Zekai did not answer his call.This filled him with despair.

Meng Yuanzhi's feet softened and he fell down on the sofa in the living room. After all, he is also 70 years old.Regret surged up from the bottom of his heart. Why was he so obsessed with thinking that he could use a photo to disgust Jing Gao so as to claim credit in front of the Li family?

Fascinated!
Meng Yuanzhi sat on the sofa for more than an hour, picked up the mobile phone that was about to run out of battery, connected it to the charging cable, gritted his teeth, and dialed Jing Gao's number directly.

beep.

After three rings, the phone was connected, and a woman's nice voice came from inside, "Hello."

Meng Yuanzhi's heart suddenly became more and more cold. The personal number of Boss Jing, which he had treasured for a long time, was actually answered by the assistant.

Meng Yuanzhi said in a humble tone: "Hello. I'm Meng Yuanzhi, and I want to apologize to Mr. Jing."

"It's you!" It was Feng Wan who answered the phone, her tone became serious, and she said, "There's no need to apologize. If you have something to say, talk about it."

Meng Yuanzhi began to narrate in accordance with the organized language: "I am sorry for offending Boss Jing, and I sincerely regret to Boss Jing. I am willing to donate the company Shuguang to Boss Jing for free, including star brokerage appointments. , the assets of the celebrity studios I invested in, etc. I will completely withdraw from the entertainment circle and never go to the capital again."

Feng Wan said sarcastically, "Is all Shuguang's net assets added up to 5 million?"

"No."

Feng Wan said unceremoniously: "Then do you think our Boss Jing's face is only worth 5 million yuan? Meng Yuanzhi, are you out of your mind? Don't call again, just do what you have to do." Said Wait, hang up the phone.

"." Meng Yuanzhi only felt his blood pressure rise intermittently.Pounce on the street, I will smash your lungs!
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In the morning, Jing Gaozheng took Guo Siyue to listen to cross talk in the entertainment room on the second floor, all of which were very high-quality jokes.

For example, the representative work of Yang Shaohua and Yang Yi's father and son "Meat Rotten in the Pot", which was the first prize of the cross talk sketch competition that year.Because of this work, Yang Yi was transferred to the capital, and the little black fat guy who was squeezed out was called Guo Degang.

At this time, Feng Wan came over on high heels. Jing Gao and Guo Siyue were laughing and watching the crosstalk video. When they were about to get up and go out, Guo Siyue thoughtfully pressed the pause button.Feng Wan then reported the phone situation: "Mr. Jing, Meng Yuanzhi called. He wanted to apologize to you and said that he wanted to donate the company Shuguang to you for free. I have already declined him."

Guo Siyue was wearing a delicate and elegant long skirt with a coat on top, her hair was coiled up, and the beautiful crescent eyebrows of an elegant and luxurious woman suddenly frowned.A figure in the entertainment industry like Meng Yuanzhi is a small role for a consortium leader like her.A pair of beautiful eyes looked at Jing Gao.

Jing Gao couldn't help but sneered, and said, "Wanwan, it seems that he didn't understand the situation at all. Any dog ​​in the Li family dared to grin at me, just apologize and let it go? How will I deal with it?"

Jing Gao asked again: "Did Fang Shaofan go to the relevant department?"

"It's gone."

Jing Gao nodded, "Yeah." Smiling and gestured to Guo Siyue, he didn't need Siyue to help him out.

Feng Wan smiled and went out.Meng Yuanzhi is already a historical figure.

(End of this chapter)