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"Fat man, the President of Friendship Brothers Film and Television invites you to dinner." Zhao Yishen came to Xia Haoyang's office.

"Do I have to go?" Xia Haoyang knew that the dinner date he said deliberately meant something different.

"Yes, Mr. Wang said that a big boss in Xiangjiang wants to get to know you, and he is also entrusted by someone."

"The cooperation between us and Mr. Wang has been very pleasant in the past few years. Anyway, this face must be given to Mr. Wang." Xia Haoyang nodded.

Zhao Yishen patted Xia Haoyang on the shoulder and said, "Fat man, if anything happens, remember to settle it with your family. There are many things we really can't do anything about."

"Don't worry, I understand. Do you want to go?"

"Lao Xie and I will accompany you." Zhao Yishen nodded affirmatively.

"That's good. If you stay with me, I'll feel more at ease."

"Then why don't we find more people in the security company?" Zhao Yishen suggested.

"Mr. Wang is here for this meal, so there is no need to worry about safety issues. Since you and Lao Xie are accompanying me, they can help me hold back the wine or chat and sing along, so it's not easy to offend anyone." Xia Haoyang smiled.

"Speaking of holding back the wine, it would be better if you take Tianci with you, he has the best capacity for drinking."

"Okay, I'll take it with me as well."

The whole company already knew about the dinner date that Mr. Hei, who came from a gangster background in Xiangjiang, had arranged for.

Han Xiyu seemed to find this kind of thing very interesting, and strongly requested to join in. He said that if something unexpected happened, he would drive the fastest, and ordinary people could not stop him, but he would still go, even as a driver.

It’s not surprising to have one or two people with you at this kind of dinner, but it’s definitely not appropriate to bring too many people. In the end, Zhao Yishen withdrew and gave way, and Xia Haoyang took Lao Xie, Tianci, and Han Xiyu to see Boss Hei.

The restaurant we made an appointment with was the famous Chengfu Banquet in Yancheng.

Chengfu Banquet is an authentic Beijing official cuisine. It is located at No. 38 Nanchang Street. The taste is mainly based on Zhongnanhai State Banquet and is based on the eight major Chinese cuisines.

People with certain status but not qualified to attend the state banquet like to come here to taste the authentic state banquet dishes.

The founder of this restaurant, Master Cheng Ruming, was the founding chef of the People's Republic of China. The overall quality of the service team and chef team is high, and they provide considerate and thoughtful service.

Mr. Wang chose the restaurant on Chang'an Street to eat, which shows that there is absolutely no doubt about safety issues.

"This is my first time to eat in such a high-end restaurant, but I feel that the whole restaurant is a bit small." Han Xiyu looked around, feeling a little excited.

"This is Chang'an Avenue, but this store is a private place, so it's not surprising that the store is a little small."

"If it were bigger, how much would this place be worth?" Han Xiyu clicked his tongue.

The four of them entered the designated private room.

“Mr. Sir, the third young master of the Xia family in Kuaiji."

Mr. Xiao Wang deliberately highlighted the backgrounds of both parties, especially Xia Haoyang. In fact, he also hoped that Uncle Teng, the white paper fan in Xiangjiang, would not bully the other party casually as a young man with no background.

But since he can become the military advisor of the Anyi Gang, the largest gang in Hong Kong, Uncle Teng, nicknamed "White Paper Fan", has done the most basic research.

“Mr.

"Hello, Uncle Teng." Xia Haoyang addressed him politely by his age, with a smile on his face, but neither condescending nor arrogant.

The four of them sat down.

This is a round table. Mr. Xiao Wang has brought two followers, and there are two young people next to Uncle Teng. Instead, Xia Haoyang has four or ten people sitting at the table, which is not too crowded.

Mr. Xiao Wang had already ordered the dishes. Everyone had a glass of wine and then started eating the dishes.

"Uncle Teng has traveled all over the country and eaten a lot of delicious food, but the food here is different. You can try it today." There is something in Mr. Wang's words.

Uncle Teng from Lao Jianghu deliberately picked up a chopstick of cabbage and said, "This cabbage is so fragrant. I know it is boiled cabbage, a famous dish at the state banquet. It really tastes extraordinary. No matter how far I travel, I will never taste such delicious food." "Then he looked at Xia Haoyang.

When they heard that it was a famous dish at the state banquet, Han Xiyu and Li Tianci's pupils seemed to dilate. They immediately took a chopstick of boiled cabbage and chewed it. It was indeed fragrant, sweet but not greasy, and different from what they usually eat.

But Xia Haoyang was unmoved. He dug out some braised lion heads with a spoon and tasted them carefully, without taking the initiative to talk to them.

Uncle Teng and Mr. Wang looked at each other, and Mr. Wang shrugged slightly, meaning I can only help you so far, and the rest depends on whether you can impress others.

"Is Mr. Xia very busy recently?" Uncle Teng started to find a topic.

"It's okay, but it's true that I have been working on a few scripts recently. No, Mr. Wang's "Squid Game" was promised to be delivered before June 1st. I'm helping Mr. Wang work on it every day." Xia Haoyang raised his head. Smiled at Mr. Wang.

"Mr. Xia, I don't accept this complaint. When we signed the contract, it was half a year ago. You later accepted scripts from two other companies. I know this."

"Don't worry, I will definitely fulfill my promise and I can hand over the script to you before June 6st."

"I'm not worried about this at all. Mr. Xia has a good reputation." Mr. Wang nodded affirmatively.

"Mr. Xia, I wonder if we can seek some opportunities for cooperation?" Uncle Teng looked at Xia Haoyang and said with a smile.

"Okay, how do you want to cooperate?" Xia Haoyang agreed.

"I wonder if Mr. Xia's studio shares can be sold?" Uncle Teng hit the nail on the head.

"To be honest, I founded this studio with several brothers. At first, everyone had the same shares. Later, I was worried about something going wrong, so on the surface, the shares have been recycled. I am the boss alone; but in fact, every year Dividends will still be distributed according to the proportion when the company was established. In principle, we don’t want to change the equity of this company, it is still the common property of our six brothers.”

The explanation was clear, but it was also a clear rejection. This is a matter of course in Uncle Teng's heart, and even in Mr. Wang's heart. If Fat Cat Studio sells its shares today, he must be a fool.

"Have Mr. Xia ever thought about going public?" Uncle Teng said with a smile without taking it seriously.

|"Listed?" Xia Haoyang, Han Xiyu and Lao Xie all raised their heads.

"Listing! Once listed, Mr. Xia may immediately become the richest man in China! The current potential market value of your studio will not be less than 100 billion Chinese dollars. If most of the shares are issued, you will still be the largest shareholder, but immediately You can recover a large amount of funds. To put it bluntly, it doesn't matter if the entire company is sold, Mr. Xia can make a comeback at any time, so why not make a fortune first? "Uncle Teng looked at Xia Haoyang with a smile.