Indulge in Life in America

"Yes!" In the old man's modest eyes, there was a sharp light. Since the forum company is back on track, his heart has renewed his passion for the cause, and he has thought about it more than once, if he can hold a larger scale in the future The media group in China has no clear idea about what it will do.

Because Yang Cheng didn't show him any further intentions from beginning to end, which made him worry about gains and losses.

Didn't he do it well? Is it insufficient? Too old? The Eddie layer whispered in his heart many times

Now Yang Cheng gave the answer, and Eddie replied loudly. This scene seemed to be familiar, and it seemed that he had rehearsed thousands of times in his heart. The voice was clean and bright, without a trace of procrastination, as if this question and answer had long been expected.

Yang Cheng was amused by Eddie’s subconsciously standing upright, "Don’t be so excited, this is what you deserve. Forum companies also need fresh blood stimulation, and New Age Media needs your veteran experience and calmness to ensure this. A huge ship sails smoothly in the Pacific Ocean."

Susu brought the coffee with a tray, Yang Cheng gestured to put it on the sofa area, Yang Cheng sat down with two of his subordinates, took a sip of coffee, and continued to ask, "Ryze, I will ask you to investigate Don Nalang, president of Universal Pictures. What is the progress of the German affairs?"

Ryz condensed her eyebrows and replied in a puzzled tone, "On the surface, Donna Lande and Global Chairman Jeff Shire have a very good relationship. They are good partners at work, and the internal employees of Global did not listen to them. There have been conflicts or irreconcilable contradictions."

Pausing for a while, looking at Yang Cheng, "There is one thing that makes me very curious. Judging from past achievements, Donna Rand has a deeper qualifications and a greater contribution to Universal Pictures, while Jeff Shire was just Donna Long in the beginning. De's right-hand man, for unknown reasons, was on par with Donna Rand almost overnight, and soon afterwards he went directly to the head office Comcast to work, and in the past few years, Jeff Shire airborne the Universal Group and became Donna. Land’s immediate boss."

Yang Cheng was drinking coffee thoughtfully, tapping his fingers on the armrest of the sofa regularly, thinking for a while, and chuckles, "No, this matter is really worthy of scrutiny, I'm afraid there is something unknown in it. But it has nothing to do with us, I just need to know if Donna Lande can be used by me."

"The ability is recognized by Hollywood. There is no doubt that the prestige and contacts are also top-notch. The only thing that needs to be considered is the relationship with the world. If we dig out Donna Rand, will it cause global hostility." Ryze is full of praise for Donna Rand's level of business, but he is also worried about provoke attacks from his peers. After all, they are completely newcomers in Hollywood.

"There is no need to be afraid, and we are not powerless to fight back. When the Toutiao app reaches its maturity stage, its control of public opinion is not inferior to ordinary cable TV stations. If only retaliation is limited to Hollywood, I believe Donna Lande can Deal with it."

With the so-called rising tide, Yang Cheng's heart has also grown stronger with the accumulation of wealth and career success, and the pattern has also expanded a lot. The six Hollywood names are loud and famous, but they are only subsidiaries of media groups. , His vision has long been placed parallel to Comcast and Viacom.

"Boss, Mr. Allen is here?"

At this time, Susu ran over on high heels, bent down and panted and whispered in Yang Cheng's ear.

"What?" Yang Cheng stepped on a spring under her feet, and stood up. Because she moved too much, she overturned the coffee cup. Fortunately, there was not much coffee left in the cup, and he was quickly holding on to it. Spill it all out.

"Hurry up and let him come up." Yang Cheng drew a paper towel and wiped the coffee on the white shirt, and said to Su Su.

The more you wipe the stain, the heavier the stain becomes. Throw the tissue into a ball and throw it into the trash can, "Ryze, Eddie, go ahead."

"Then let's go first, boss."

It’s been almost a week since I talked to Alan last time. The fat man promised that it would only take two days. As a result, he shut down the phone and it disappeared. If Yang Cheng sent out to protect Alan’s brother in return, Ai Lun was safe, and Yang Cheng almost flew to Brazil to find Louis Lehman's bayonet.

Waiting for Allen’s time, Yang Cheng came to his leisure area, which was different from the previous meeting area. The decoration was more modern. A group of black leather sofas and a light luxury-style piano painted coffee table emphasized business meetings. Atmosphere.

And Yang Cheng’s own leisure area is equipped with a set of blue velvet sofas, opposite the mahogany bar, and a wide range of wine cabinets. A snooker table is placed near the wall, hiding in Bryant Park in the steel jungle. The complete presentation is under his nose. He often sits here alone, drinking a glass of whiskey, playing billiards, and relieving his tired body and mind.

Standing in front of the glass wine cabinet, the line of sight swept from top to bottom, and finally stopped on a bottle of ordinary-shaped wine bottle, really ordinary, different from the gorgeous shape of Hennessy or Remy Martin, this bottle of wine in Yang Cheng's hand The 23-year-old bourbon whiskey collected by the Winkel family of God level, if you show it to someone who doesn't know how to drink, you think it is some kind of soy sauce.

Winkel's bourbon is only produced in more than 00 bottles per year. The youngest version is 10 years old. There are also 12, 15, 20 and 23 years old. Winkel's secret is to use wheat instead of bourbon. Rye makes the wine rich in grassy aroma and sweeter taste.

Due to the existence of the auction market, Winkel's popular wine can sell for $5,000 a bottle in the international market, and even the entry-level model can easily sell for $500-1,000. The 23-year-old in Yang Cheng's hands is really marketable. priceless.

"Hey, **** bastard, buddy, I'm back, so I didn't meet him personally?"

Yang Cheng put down the wine glass, turned her head with a smile that couldn't be hidden under her eyes, just to catch the disappointment that flashed across Allen's big fat face.

"Haha, I'm not looking for a good wine for you, Kaifeng washes the dust!" Yang Cheng took a few steps forward, grabbing the card owner Allen's neck, making a fist with his left hand, and drilling the joints on Allen's head.

"Fuck, fuck, bastard, let go of me, it hurts!" Allen exaggerated, pushing away Yang Cheng's dancing ‘flee’.

Yang Cheng put his hands in his pockets and looked at Allen, who was dressed in a fat jeans and polo shirt, and laughed presumptuously, "Brother, welcome home!"

"Hey, in your national dialect, I'm calling for insulting mission?" Allen touched his long curly hair, sat down on the bar chair, and then the bar chair sank at a speed visible to the naked eye. With a click, you don't need to guess that it is the sound of a broken part.

Yang Cheng patted his forehead. Every time the fat man didn't break something, it was equivalent to not going out today. He didn't bother to complain. He walked around behind the bar and opened the whiskey. Both of them held a glass.

"Congratulations on your return intact, your hard work, brother, cheers." Yang Cheng said solemnly, holding up the wine glass. After all, it wasn't for his business, and Allen didn't have to go to Rio to suffer the fear.

"Don't do that, we are brothers, remember that you promised my burger, cheers." Allen banged glasses with Yang Orange, and then drank them all. The irritation of the alcohol burned from the throat to the appetite like a fire, and then the mellow aroma of whiskey. Reverberates in the mouth.

After a happy hiccup, Allen asked unhappily, "Are there any French fries?"

Yang Cheng smiled silently, and emptily ordered Ellen, which means that you know your son is good, "I'll let someone buy it, and there are fried chicken wings!"

"Wow, jason, you are so handsome." Allen cheered.

As if it had been agreed, Alan’s shouts had not yet subsided, Susu led the beautiful lady at the front desk who was helping to deliver the meal and walked in. The aroma in the paper bag could be smelled several meters away. DC.

Susu and the front desk acted swiftly and put three boxes of French fries, and two dinner plates with more than 30 chicken wings fried into golden red. Yang Cheng walked over and slapped Susu's pipi with big hands, smirking. Thank you very much.

The imaginary Jiao Hu did not appear, Su Su just glanced at Yang Cheng with a blushing face and winking eyes, and then hurried out with the beauty at the front desk.

Yang Cheng was left with a surprised look, what happened to this girl?

Allen’s eyes were almost falling into the chicken wings. I didn’t notice this scene. He grabbed a chicken wing and stuffed it into his mouth. After 2 seconds, two of them were clean and the bones that were not even brittle were vomited. come out.

This technology is no one.

"Don't patronize and eat, do you have the shares?" Yang Cheng brought the two wine glasses over, holding a box of French fries, and dangling and urging his legs on the armrest of the sofa~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Allen looked at Yang Cheng and swallowed 3 chicken wings in a row before he hiccuped and said contentedly, "Nonsense, don't look at who is going, when did Allen fail in my shot!"

Yang Cheng sneered, "I'll take the chicken wings to the dog if you don't."

"You don't want to think, can I come back if I don't have the shares?" Allen was not afraid, took a sip, sprinkled all the mayonnaise in a box of French fries, and started to eat.

"How did you get it? That woman is not a good crop." Yang Cheng was very curious. He didn't think that Lehman's second sister could communicate through normal dialogue.

Allen kept chewing, murmured and murmured, "Haha, this is what Ellen is so good about. After I arrived in Rio, I didn't do anything else and frequently showed my face in her lover's bar. , I often invite all the beers in the hall, or I would pack all the tuo-dressed girls to accompany me for a drink. It didn’t take long for the lover’s attention and a relationship."

Yang Cheng was like listening to a cross talk, gnawing chicken wings and drinking wine while listening to Alan's whisper. Don't tell the story but it was sharp and vivid, he was fascinated by it, and even started to cheer, "What about then?"

"You don’t know. Through investigation, I found that this lover was a bit smarter. He got the second sister Lehman into a maze, and helped the lover pit her Laozi, that is, Paul Lehman’s property, so I grabbed it. Opportunity set up a bureau, using my forged identity of the American arms dealer to forge a plan for arms trading involving a billion dollars."

Allen swallowed the fries, sipped his wine and rumbling, sat forward, poking his head, and then suddenly a little mysteriously continued, "Originally, my plan was to get the lover's lover through a few real deals. Trust, as a result, your phone call made me change my mind. It happened that the person you sent found me, protected me, and was planning to blow up Lehman Manor, so I would do it..."