I heard that the loyal dog attacked him and cheated on him.

Seeing this sentence, Guan Ying Shanchuan raised his eyebrows and typed a few words, trying not to look so expectant.

He intends to approach Ye Zimei, but it doesn't mean he wants Ye Zimei to sign him. Now that he wants to grow, signing a company is the best.

However, he didn't want Ye Zimei to think that he used him as a springboard in the future, regardless of whether Ye Zimei agreed to be with him or not.

Ye Zimei smiled after seeing Guan Ying Shanchuan's tolerance to think about it, he didn't think that Guan Ying Shanchuan would refuse this invitation, 1000 million is not a small amount for anyone.

He quit chatting on Weibo and turned on the TV. It was too quiet at night, and he needed a sound to accompany him.

As soon as I opened it, I saw that Longjie, a company that had just been listed by Su Zhou, had posted the news of its cooperation with the Central Tourism Administration. The Ma Ta Feiyan and Longjie's landscape logos looked very harmonious together.

Building amusement facilities in national tourist areas is the most beneficial and direct way of promoting tourism for a private enterprise.

Su Zhou has already started to develop, and it is developing very well, but she is still struggling with the location of the studio, Ye Zimei clasped her hands and frowned tightly.

In the end, he let go of his hand and snorted coldly, the future will be long.

The next day, Xiaoji found a very suitable house, not too far from the city center. They wanted the whole family to immigrate, and they were in a hurry, so they sold it much cheaper than the house in this area.

Ye Zimei took a look and found that it was indeed very suitable. It had three floors and was big enough and spacious. There was also a swimming pool. The first floor was used to store equipment and the second floor was used to set up offices and post-processing.

The only dissatisfaction is that it is only one kilometer away from Suzhou's company, so it is easy to bump into him.

"Brother Ye, how's it going here? If it doesn't work...there's no place to put the equipment, and it's only one kilometer, so I might not bump into Mr. Su." Xiaoji said cautiously, for fear that this picky ancestor wouldn't like it,

Ye Zimei was silent for a while, just when Xiaoji was downcast, Ye Zimei nodded and said:

"Go through the formalities."

Xiaoji was a little surprised, but didn't say much.

In the end, the house was settled at 8000 million yuan, and the formalities were completed quickly.

Ye Zimei checked his account, he had already spent [-] million on the money and house he used these days.

The old man gave [-] million yuan, but now there are only [-] million yuan left. It may be difficult to make high-quality movies at this price.

But this is not the main thing now, the studio is almost ready now, he had the equipment before, and there are talents.

Now only a screenwriter and financial management are missing.

To make a good film, one must have a good screenwriter, and now this problem has become the most troublesome thing for Ye Zimei.

Sitting in the car, pursing his lips, he said to Xiaoji:

"Restart my official Weibo."

Xiaoji nodded:

"it is good."

Xiaoji was quick and edited the news of his comeback on the spot, emphasizing the news that Ye Zimei opened a studio.

Celebrations and anticipation erupted online.

Ye Zilin glanced at the comment area:

Netizen A: I knew Youland would not be reluctant to make a movie!Looking forward to the next work!

Netizen B: I agree with the upstairs, the movies made by my sister are too suitable for my taste. Without his movies, the theaters on National Day would become dull. 【Moved】

……

There are many comments like this, Ye Zimei is relieved.

In the evening, Li Yihuai's call came into Ye Zimei's mobile phone, and the howling sound from the mobile phone broke the eardrums, and Li Yihuai said loudly:

"Yezi, come quickly! I made a place for you to celebrate the opening of your studio!"

Ye Zimei drove his Ferrari to Bar Street as usual.

As soon as he entered the door, Li Yihuai pulled him up, and said with a smile:

"Okay, Ye Zi, if you set up your own studio, aren't you afraid that the old man will beat you?"

Ye Zilin quickly blended into the atmosphere, tugged on his tie, and raised the corners of his mouth:

"I wish he had whipped me once."

"Go!" Li Yihuai had just been slapped by the old man during the day, and his cheeks were slightly swollen. He walked towards the depths of the bar with Ye Zilin in his arms, and said as he walked, "Ye Zi, why don't I go and work for you? Our old man oppresses me every day, annoying Die fast."

Li Yihuai's tone was very brisk, but Ye Zimei could hear the seriousness in his words, if he nodded, Li Yihuai would really go over.

He patted Li Yihuai's palm and said:

"I can do it, my studio doesn't want to raise a fool who can eat both men and women!"

Li Yihuai's eyes dimmed slightly, and he soon understood that he didn't take it seriously.

People like Ye Zimei seem casual and affectionate, but in fact not everyone can fall into his eyes.

Li Yihuai really set up a venue for Ye Zimei, there is a dead man's club inside the bar, which was opened by Li Yihuai himself.

Ye Zimei noticed with sharp eyes that several of the people having fun here were big brothers from the film industry, and several bosses of film and television companies.

People like Li Yihuai, who are long pimps and have a sharp mouth, always set up parties to gather various princes and bosses to eat, drink and have fun. Apart from playing, the main reason is that many people can get useful business information from the fun.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Ye Zimei sat next to a man, very fat, wearing an old-fashioned leather jacket, not tall, but with piercing eyes, not as vain as a fat man should be.

It is Han Fu, a great director of the older generation in the film industry, in his fifties, who opened the door to Chinese films.

Even though Ye Zimei was lazy and arrogant, she was in awe of this person.

stood up and said:

"Brother Han."

Han Fu smiled and said:

"You're welcome, I'm just chatting with you. I've been to the set of "The Siren" before. I've been looking forward to it for a long time. It's a pity that it didn't air. I'm glad to hear that you are filming again."

Ye Zimei was secretly flattered, but on the surface she remained calm and said:

"Brother Han is the one. He hasn't been filming for two years."

"Damn, I'm getting old, I'm going to make room for you young people." Han Fu said with a smile, "What do you want to do in the new movie?"

Ye Zimei didn't hide anything, she revealed that she lacked a screenwriter.

Chatting with such experienced, capable and humorous people is not only beneficial to the body and mind, but also beneficial, and there may be unexpected joy.

Han Fu touched his chin and said:

"It's really a problem, the screenwriter is the soul of a movie."

After a while, his eyes lit up, he took out his phone, and said:

"I really like a French author, who is also a screenwriter. What do you think of the style?"

Ye Zilin took over the phone, read a few lines carefully, her pupils shrank slightly.

Different from the euphemisms of Chinese novels or screenwriters today, this author's language is bold, and he knows what he wants to express at a glance. The content is clear and the core content is also very bold.

This author is well-known in France and has a fixed fan base in China.

Ye Zimei looked at Han Fu with some excitement. He likes to try new and bold things. He drank the wine in the glass and said:

"I really like the style of the work."

Han Fu looked at Ye Zimei, smiled, and said:

"I knew you would like it. I know this author. She has a bit of a stubborn personality. The success rate of visiting in person will be much higher."

Ye Zimei hadn't spoken yet, but someone grabbed her shoulders suddenly, a rather greasy man stepped forward, smelling of alcohol, and said:

"Ye Zimei, I heard that you and Su Zhou are divorced, I like you quite a lot, so stay with me, anyway... you'll get fucked if you're with anyone, right?"

The last sentence was spoken very quietly, and he kept moving his hands and feet while speaking.

Ye Zimei is a person with high self-esteem, when she was with Su Zhou before, she thought that Su Zhou was inferior.

There was a flash of fire in his eyes, he took a step back, raised his foot and kicked the person away, hitting the table, and the wine bottle shattered to the ground.

Ye Zimei walked over and stepped on the man's finger, crushed it hard, and said coldly:

"What, get out!"

The man let out a low growl, and suddenly roared:

"Ye Zimei, what are you pretending! Don't think that I don't know that Su Zhou divorced because you didn't like you and now that you have a mistress!!! He was just trying to get your money, since you can give him money, why can't you give me money?! "

Apparently after reading the hot searched post bought by Ye Zimei, Ye Zimei felt as if he was throwing a stone at his foot.

With so many people staring at him, he felt a stripped-down feeling of helplessness.

Li Yihuai rushed over upon hearing the sound, his face darkened when he saw Ye Zimei's expression, and he said coldly to the thug:

"Drag out."

Ye Zilin took a deep breath and said to Li Yihuai:

"Why do you let all the garbage in?"

Li Yihuai felt a little guilty, and said:

"This is the boss of a brokerage company. He is facing bankruptcy in the past two days. He doesn't know how he got in."

Ye Zimei nodded, knowing that it was not Li Yihuai's fault, but suddenly felt a stuffy air stuck in his chest, unable to go up or down.

Damn it, when it comes to Su Zhou, I feel bad.

Coming out of the party, Ye Zimei's mood was nothing but dull.

When I got home and washed up, I was worried that the author at the party just now would be poached, so I asked Xiaoji to book a plane ticket to France tomorrow.

But I don't know that it took a week to go, this author was too difficult to get, and always missed appointments, but Ye Zimei was determined to dig, and it took a week of procrastination to see anyone.

Seeing that the author was a shy woman with a Chinese face, Shi Zimei was stunned.

He didn't expect that the person who wrote such bold words would be a woman or a Chinese, but Ye Zimei was not too surprised that it was a Chinese.

After all, the story is about the Emperor of Heaven and the Dragon King.

"Hi, I'm Ziyun, the author of "Sky Sea"."

The conversation that followed went smoothly, Ziyun quickly agreed to sign a contract with Ye Zimei, so cheerful that Ye Zimei thought that she was just embarrassed to go out for the past seven days.

Ye Zilin stretched out her hand and said with a smile:

"Welcome."

After returning to China, Ye Zimei became completely busy. After finishing everything, Ye Zimei breathed a sigh of relief when the film studio was established.

Afterwards, Ziyun, the screenwriter, was left to write and shoot the work, selling the rights.

Ye Zimei slept in Lu Ning's lounge, he hadn't slept for several days, when he was about to sleep in the dark, Xiao Ji called him again.

"Brother Ye, the 15.00% share certificate that Mr. Lawyer transferred to you is gone!"

Ye Zimei was shocked, he didn't expect Su Zhou to steal the shares that Lu Ning transferred to him!

He grabbed his coat and rushed out. He didn't know how to describe his current mood. It felt like swallowing a bowl of flies, which was very disgusting.

No matter how he thought about it, he never thought that Suzhou would do something sneaky, and felt endless sadness while being angry.

This is the person he has been obsessed with for so long.

My heart ached like a pinprick, and the car drove to Su Zhou's house.

She kicked the door a few times, her eyes were red with anger, and after a few seconds, Ye Zimei kicked towards Su Zhou without warning:

"Take out the Luning share contract!"

Ye Zimei paused slightly when Su Zhou saw it, he didn't expect him to make a move suddenly, he let out a sigh of relief, before he could react, he was greeted with several slaps on the face, Su Zhou was still so angry that he gritted his teeth after getting along for so long:

"You came to me for this matter?!"

Ye Zimei sneered and said angrily:

"Or is it here to do you?"

No matter how good Su Zhou's temper was, he provoked him one by one. He violently pulled Ye Zilin into the room, pressed against the door, and lowered his head to bite that annoying mouth.

During this period of time, he was out of his mind, and He Lanzhu was by his side, but he couldn't feel the excitement of ten years ago.

Ye Zimei was in pain, so he raised his leg and kicked Suzhou's lifeblood. Seeing Suzhou bending over slightly in pain, he wiped the saliva from his lips vigorously, pouted a few times, trying to pretend to be strong, ignoring the almost Suffocated heartache, sneered:

"Why are you in love? Is it because He Lanzhu can't satisfy you?"

After Ye Zimei finished speaking, his heart was in a mess for an instant. When he thought of Su Zhou being on the bed while he was doing him, but he was thinking of someone else in his heart, the tide of sadness and anger that had calmed down almost swept his whole body.

He tidied up his emotions, tried to make himself look invincible, and said in a heavy tone:

"You won't hand over the contract, will you? Well, then don't blame me for being rude to your guinea pig. If you care so much, I don't believe you don't care about his life or death."

Only then did Su Zhou respond to him, and looked at him with a cold face:

"you dare."

"Look if I dare." Ye Zimei raised his chin slightly, he looked at Su Zhou with a noble and ruffian air, he had never seen anyone as his opponent.

After finishing speaking, he edited the message to Lu Ning, told him that the contract had been stolen, and asked him to be careful not to be caught by others, while walking out.

But Su Zhou snatched his mobile phone, turned it off and took out the card, and after throwing the mobile phone into the toilet, he pulled Ye Zimei into the room and locked it.

The movements are done in one go, and Ye Zimei has never been Su Zhou's opponent when he really fights, unless his combat prowess explodes one day.

Ye Zimei became anxious and slapped the door panel: "You are sick, Su Zhou! Let me out!"