Make the rabbit at the beginning, exposing the deeds of the national soldiers

A middle-aged man wearing the costume of a housekeeper from the Republic of China ran out of the alley. He walked quickly to the front of the car, carefully opened the door for the owner, and respectfully led the man who got in and out of the car to the depths of the alley.

The driver was driven away by the doorman and carefully parked in the backyard.

The further you go, the wider the alley becomes.

During the walk, the middle-aged housekeeper did not have any conversation with the car owner, and walked in silently until a few minutes later, he walked to a simple and luxurious gate.

He bowed respectfully and made a gesture of please.

Obviously.

It was not the first time for the owner to come here, so he stepped over the threshold with a calm expression and walked in.

Followed by.

A fiery hostess lady in a black cheongsam walked up to her, with a professional smile on her face, took the owner's coat, and casually walked towards the reserved room together.

Here.

It is one of the top ten private clubs in the imperial capital, Tianshuiyuan.

The club is not open for business, and the membership fee is unknown.

At present, there are less than a hundred members open, all of them are worth hundreds of millions, and they are all figures with great energy in various circles.

If you want to join the membership, you must have the recommendation of the old members.

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The car owner, led by etiquette, took the elevator to a private room.

"gentlemen."

"This is the room reserved by your friend. Does your coat need care?"

Etiquette said with a smile.

"No need, give it to me."

The owner of the car reached out to take the coat, but the moment the two touched, he suddenly felt itchy in his palm. It turned out that the hostess lady stretched out her index finger and slid it gently on the palm of his hand, looking at the man with a smile.

The owner of the car glanced at the woman calmly. As a member, he certainly knew the unspoken rules of box etiquette in this place.

He passed his coat back with his backhand, and pushed the door open amidst the woman's smiling face.

There is plenty of light in the room.

The bright sunlight shines on the sandalwood furniture, reflecting a dark red color, which looks elegant and peaceful.

When the man looked up, he saw the young man in white shirt sitting on the balcony basking in the sun, his complexion immediately eased, and he spoke directly.

"Young Master Zhao, I haven't seen you for a long time, you are becoming more capable."

"Is Lingtang still in good health recently?"

Hearing what the car owner said, Mr. Zhao got up slowly and said calmly.

"Brother Zhongjun has a heart, my father is in good health recently."

That's right.

This is the owner of less than ten Z8 sports cars in the country.

no one else.

It is the boss of Huayi Film and Television Company, Tie Zhongjun!

"Brother Zhongjun, you came here very quickly."

Mr. Zhao showed a smirk on his face, walked up to Tie Zhongjun, and the two sat opposite each other.

"Isn't this what Mr. Zhao said that there is a way to get rich?"

Tie Zhongjun put his hand on the solid wood armrest, smiling all over his face.

Mr. Zhao didn't rush to reply, but fiddled with the tea set on the table.

First, I brewed the tea for the first time, poured the tea washing water on the toad-shaped tea pet, then poured a pot carefully, and brewed a cup for each of them.

Tie Zhongjun was not in a hurry, he picked up his teacup and took a sip.

If it was an ordinary person who dared to show off in front of Tie Zhongjun, he would have changed his face and turned the table.

But the son in front of him is obviously not an ordinary person.

He Tie Zhongjun knew how terrifying this person's family background was.

and.

This person looks harmless to humans and animals, but he is actually a deadly poisonous snake with such vicious methods that it is hard to believe that he is so young.

After a while.

Mr. Zhao put down his teacup calmly and spoke slowly.

"Yes."

"A gateway to great wealth."

Finally, when Mr. Zhao spoke, Tie Zhongjun, who had been holding back for a long time, smiled while holding back a trace of displeasure in his heart.

"Please tell Mr. Zhao clearly."

Mr. Zhao coughed lightly and spoke slowly.

"It's exactly your old profession, Brother Zhongjun-film and television."

As soon as the words came out.

Tie Zhongjun frowned directly, but the slight displeasure in his heart gradually expanded.

Why is this?

the reason is simple.

First of all.

Who doesn't know that the film and television industry is extremely depressed now?