Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 245 Inviting an Interview with You
"Li Zezhong."

"Li Zeen."

Zhong Wenze repeated the sentence muttering to himself, and snorted: "It's kind of interesting, I already have a scene of wealthy brothers fighting each other in order to fight for the right to speak in the family in my mind."

"Why are you asking this?"

Mo Sir squinted at Zhong Wenze, and guessed something in his heart: "You boy, don't you want to sell this theater?"

"It's about the same, let's mess around with it."

Zhong Wenze didn't say much on this topic, and continued his own topic: "You said just now, why is it that no one dares to touch the things that the Li Group likes?"

He licked his lips and narrowed his eyes: "Is their relationship very hard?"

"How should I say it? It's hard to say that the relationship is very hard. In order to ensure fair competition between the two brothers, Mr. Li didn't use his own strength and let them handle it on their own."

Mo Sir should have some understanding of this matter, and he talked eloquently: "The relationship Li Zezhong found by himself is not very strong but not small."

Zhong Wenze followed, "Then why no one dares to move?"

"Look at you, the typical caring is messy."

Mo Sir pointed out: "Think about it, this theater is just the same as it is sold by others, and it will not bring profits like a money printing machine, so why should others take the risk of offending the Li Group to follow them?" What about this theater?"

"The situation of this theater is that typical big groups look down on it, and small companies can't do it. They are afraid of offending people, so who will fight with him?"

"It seems to be the same reason."

Zhong Wenze nodded thoughtfully, biting the butt of his cigarette and smoking silently, after a while he turned his head and looked at Mo Sir: "How far is their relationship?"

"You want to rob them?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense?"

Zhong Wenze nodded his head as a matter of course, and said angrily: "In business, everyone compares their vision. I think this theater can bring me benefits, so I will definitely go to it."

"What do you think?"

Done.

Zhong Wenze just looked at him directly.

"Uh"

Mo Sir pondered for a long time.

He naturally understood what Zhong Wenze meant by this, he wanted to introduce him to him.

"Li Zezhong's relationship is not something that can't be overthrown."

Mo Sir organized his language briefly, and said quickly: "If it's the relationship in my hands, I can help you solve the matter if I can't do a word."

"but."

He paused, then continued: "I can introduce you to a ghost, and you can visit him yourself. If you can convince him, it will be a matter of one sentence."

"Ghost's words are more useful than those of us, and the dust settles down."

Mo Sir is still very upright.

Zhong Wenze has done so many things for himself and brought so much credit, so he should support him both emotionally and rationally.

Mutual benefit can make the relationship between the two parties go further, longer and stronger.

"Perfect!"

Zhong Wenze snapped his fingers: "That's fine, you give me the information about this ghost first, I will study him carefully, and when the right opportunity comes, I will look for him again."

"Do you want me to find you an interpreter?"

Mo Sir remembered that Zhong Wenze's English didn't seem to be very good: "It's free, I'll find it for you."

"I can do it myself."

Zhong Wenze waved his hand, speaking fluent English, with an accent of American English in his words: "You tell me the information about the ghost first."

"Hiss, you kid!"

Mo Sir took a breath, and couldn't help but look at Zhong Wenze seriously: "I remember, your English is only at the level of [-], how can you speak it so well?"

this year.

In Hong Kong Island, many people can actually speak English.

However, as a scumbag with poor English grades, Zhong Wenze suddenly spoke such fluent English, which really surprised him.

"Exams are exams, oral English is oral English."

Zhong Wenze didn't want to tell him more, after asking for the detailed information of this ghost, he prepared to leave.

It was another pleasant exchange of information between the two parties.

"Eh, that's right."

Mo Sir suddenly remembered something, and stopped Zhong Wenze: "You boy, what did you do to Qiu Xiong recently?"

"Chou Xiong?"

Zhong Wenze paused, a little confused: "What did I do to him?"

"Are you sure you didn't do anything to him?"

Mo Sir put on a look of disbelief, and suppressed a smile: "Let me tell you, you must have done something to him, and made this kid bewildered."

"He came to my office more than once and asked me who you are. He seems to be afraid of you. You are almost becoming a shadow in his life."

"What can I do to him?"

Zhong Wenze recalled it, probably because he threatened him to pass the inspection that night: "I'm just a little pretty boy, what bad thoughts can I have, let him go."

"Bye-Bye."

Zhong Wenze waved his hands without looking back, got into the car, and walked away.

"Li Zezhong, Li Zeen"

Zhong Wenze muttered to himself while driving the car: "Li Ze'en, then you, I think you should be interested in cooperating with me."

He just returned to the villa in Nanshanli.

Zhou Kehua, who had already been waiting at the door, greeted him immediately, and walked to the window: "Brother Ze, there is a very important matter."

"whats the matter?"

Zhong Wenze captured Zhou Kehua's expression: "Is the boss from above here?"

"Yes."

Zhou Kehua reported quickly: "Just now, the boss called you and asked you to go over now and meet with them. I have something to tell you face to face."

"Ok?"

Zhong Wenze frowned: "Is there anything you want to say in person?"

Zhou Kehua shook his head, and wisely did not continue: "I don't know."

"Let's go, you drive."

Zhong Wenze opened the door, switched to the passenger seat, and leaned on the seat to think quickly.

Yao Changqing and the others are looking for themselves at this juncture, maybe it is because of the matter with Brother Shan?
Could it be.
They changed their minds?

"Brother Ze, why do I have a bad premonition?"

Zhou Kehua drove the car, thought it over and said: "According to the future, when we are out of stock, they will not meet with you for such a big matter, and they will call you directly."

"Now that the situation has stabilized and everything is in our hands, it's a bit weird that he's asking you to talk face to face."

"Ha ha."

Zhong Wenze curled his lips with a smile: "Don't think too much, let's see what happens."

Even so.

He still pondered quickly in his heart.

Yao Changqing, these old men, do they really have other ideas?
(End of this chapter)