After being slag, I became popular in the entertainment industry

Yuan Shaorong looked at Chen Zhiwen quietly.

--What for?

In the light of the candlelight, looking at Chen Zhiwen's very moist eyes, which were outlined in an incomparably beautiful shape, the man sitting on the seat propped his chin with his hands, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I gave you flowers, didn't you throw the flowers on the ground and refuse? You think you don't care about this at all, little guy."

There was a bit of sarcasm in his tone.

Chen Zhiwen narrowed his eyes, gently put those silver knives and forks on the dinner plate, and said lightly, "Because, I know there is no free lunch in this world."

"Mr. Yuan, for a person like you, time is money, you send flowers, you invite me to dinner, no matter what you do, there is purpose."

He looked up at him, the dark black pupils reflected under the thick eyelashes obviously did not look like what a young man in his twenties who just came out of society should have.

It seemed to be the determination and composure that can only be obtained after more than ten years of fighting in the sinister adult world.

"You, approach me...for what purpose?" Chen Zhiwen said lightly.

Although when the two sides confront each other, whoever speaks first and tries to figure out the opponent's intention means that whoever loses first and falls into a weak environment, Chen Zhiwen is not worried at all about falling into the opponent's rhythm.

In his previous life, it is not that he has encountered people of this level, and Chen Zhiwen is confident that he will reach such a similar height sooner or later during this trip in the book.

Yuan Shaorong smoked a cigarette.

purpose?

And it is.

There is a joke on the Internet about this kind of capitalists standing at the top of the pyramid. People like them will never bend down to pick up the 100 yuan dropped on the ground in one second, because in this second, they will It is enough to have tens of millions of funds in and out of the financial world.

Whether it was sending flowers, or coming to this banquet specially, instead of communicating with those chaebol tycoons who were equal to him, he specifically found Chen Zhiwen. The hidden problems between them were enough to arouse suspicion.

Said that Chen Zhiwen has amazing film talent?

There are a lot of excellent directors, not to mention that the Yuan family doesn't focus on the entertainment industry. It is unreasonable for someone like Yuan Shaorong to take the initiative to meet a director.

Therefore, Chen Zhiwen guessed that what the other party was looking for must be something in him that was different from other directors.

——This child is indeed very smart, and his straight-to-the-point appearance is not annoying.

The mature-faced man smiled slightly.

"I saw the streaming media website you created with Michelle from Licheng Institute of Technology not long ago."

Yuan Shaorong touched the finger and smiled slightly, "You call it flix?"

--coming.

Chen Zhiwen narrowed his eyes.

At this moment, he clearly realized what the other party was really interested in.

-flix... a streaming site.

Before the Internet has officially emerged in the world, no one can imagine that with the rise of informatization, the impact and impact that countless emerging industries will bring to the world.

There must be some old-school capitalists watching.

Sometimes, starting late is just a wrong step, just like Nokia, which once occupied a very high market value in the mobile phone industry in his previous life, failed to keep up with the trend of smart phones, and suddenly fell to the ground ending.

Most people think that the most valuable thing in King Power Films is the copyright of the movie "Life Like a Summer Flower" just shot by Chen Zhiwen, overseas screenings and various peripheral authorizations, and even Chen Zhiwen's film talent , none of these people set their sights on that little streaming site.

Only Chen Zhiwen knows that in the plot of the original work, this model of streaming media will really have a great impact on theater movies in the future.

But the keen superior in front of him clearly realized that this was an opportunity, a port of the times worth grasping.

——As expected of Yuan Shaorong, the ruler of the Yuan family.

Chen Zhiwen suddenly and secretly felt the excitement of meeting his opponent.

But under the oppressive scrutiny of the other party, Chen Zhiwen still had a calm expression on his face.

It's as if what he and little curly-haired Michelle have come up with is just an insignificant gadget.

"This is just a small website, Mr. Yuan. It is completely incomparable with the giant Yuan family."

"Besides, it's far away in Licheng, the distance from Huaguo is too far, and the audience is too small. It's really surprising that you went to such lengths to invite me to have a meal and understand it."

"Small website?"

Yuan Shaorong stroked his chin and chuckled, the expression in those raised eyebrows gradually turned sharper.

"A website that has been in operation for less than three weeks has gained an incredible amount of traffic, with at least 20 followers every day-and this performance is based on the fact that it has not even been officially opened to people around the world. Small-scale openings in urban universities and other campus communities."

He picked up a cigarette, looked at Chen Zhiwen indifferently, and asked——

"Then if, when flix officially enters the world, even including Huaguo, what will happen to it in the future?"

"Excessive modesty is an expression of pride, kid."

A look of surprise flashed across Chen Zhiwen's face regarding the data that Yuan Shaorong possessed.

Chen Zhiwen didn't pay much attention to Michelle's precise amount of attention, but being able to accurately tell the website's running time, open scope, and number of followers is enough to show how much Yuan Shaorong attaches importance to it.

Chen Zhiwen restrained the smile on his face, stared at the eyes of the other party that gave him pressure, and no longer made any elegant and modest disguise, and said in the same way, "As you said, it does have great prospects. But, I said it was in Lee City."

"This sentence not only means that it is less threatening to you now, but more, it also represents..."

"—In Licheng, your hand can't reach that far."

The atmosphere stiffened.

The attendant at the door heard this exchange, and felt that drops of cold sweat continued to slide down his forehead.

He still finds it incredible.

——Mr. Yuan is patient, and it is fine to ask the younger generation gently, which is rare.

——This Chen Zhiwen unexpectedly... actually did not lose the wind in the confrontation with Mr. Yuan.

——This seemingly young Huaguo... Where did he get the courage?

Yuan Shaorong looked at Chen Zhiwen for a while, then smiled.

With this gesture of his smile, the atmosphere eased a little.

"Don't be so nervous, after talking so much, I really just want to see you." Yuan Shaorong looked at Chen Zhiwen pointedly.

The burning smoke on his fingertips formed a sharp contrast with the dark suit coat.

Yuan Shaorong gently picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said lightly, "At your age, I haven't had time to reach the peak of the Yuan family's power. I'm in my twenties... If it wasn't for the pressure from the family, Maybe I too will be as addicted to women and sensual society as my incompetent nephew."

"But, let me see, Chen Zhiwen, you should have lived a very peaceful life in Huaguo. I have investigated your family background. You are just an ordinary orphan with very little social and life experience."

Yuan Shaorong looked into Chen Zhiwen's eyes with a sense of scrutiny, "Without external pressure, what exactly prompted you to have such an amazing change?"

Under the barrier of the long table, he stared closely at Chen Zhiwen, as if he wanted to find a small hole in Chen Zhiwen's body.

It was as if he wanted to see through all of Chen Zhiwen's disguises.

He was blowing out his own hidden secrets.

Sensing the other party's gaze, Chen Zhiwen was not afraid.

Normal people would not believe such incredible things as wearing a book, let alone Yuan Shaorong.

These capitalists standing at the pinnacle of power in the world would never have imagined that this is just an insignificant world in a book.

Chen Zhiwen said indifferently, "You seem to have forgotten one thing. When I was studying at Huaguo Yanjing Film Academy, my roommate almost smeared me with a gunman's stigma. Under such oppression, I want to It's normal to do something."

"No, not normal..."

Yuan Shaorong's words revealed a series of things faintly, "King Quan Films, breaking the annual box office record, flix streaming media website... You have too many surprises, so many that it is unbelievable that even if it is me, I can't help but focus on you."

He gestured to the attendant standing at the door, and the attendant opened the door, and there were bouquets of bright-coloured roses placed in the cart, which looked extremely flamboyant and enthusiastic.

Yuan Shaorong stood up, with a condescending gaze, but Chen Zhiwen saw a sign of appreciation from the other party's eyes.

He patted Chen Zhiwen's shoulder.

"Back to your original question, little one."

"I sent you flowers and invited you here for a meal, just to see you."

"The achievements you have created now may be insignificant in the eyes of others, but I can be sure of what height you will reach in the future."

He lowered his head, and soft words brushed against Chen Zhiwen's ear, with a smile that was not a smile.

"I am very happy to have the opportunity to meet such outstanding young people."

"You don't have to worry about what obstacles I will cause you here, at least before you officially grow up, I am looking forward to seeing where you can go."

It seemed to be an unconscious contact, but the faint sense of oppression was conveyed to the depths of the cerebral cortex very clearly.

Yuan Shaorong's fingers gently caressed those bright rose petals.

"These flowers..."

He chuckled lightly.

"Think of it as an investment in advance."

After saying this, Yuan Shaorong slowly left the room.

Chen Zhiwen squinted his eyes and looked at the back of the other party.

Suddenly he thought of something.

Yuan Shaorong is the most sensitive one. Because of his nephew Yuan Kai's vague ambiguity with himself, he was the first to pay attention to himself.

What about the others?

Maybe they haven't noticed flix now, maybe they haven't noticed King Power... they just think they are an ordinary director.

But when King Quan Pictures grows bigger and bigger, if he wants to return to China, it will definitely cause a bloodbath.

At that time, it wasn't just Yuan Shaorong and Zhou Silang who paid attention to him.

Leaving Zhou Silang's perversion aside, the remaining people who own monopoly industries in Huaguo may not be as easy-talking as Yuan Shaorong.

Although Chen Zhiwen was not very interested in him, but after seeing so many men, he knew very well that Yuan Shaorong had such a good impression and scrutiny of his younger generation in the cold eyes that Yuan Shaorong looked at him just now.

Not many, but they do exist.

He glanced at the flowers hanging in the cart in front of him, and slightly hooked the corners of his lips.

——Is this man here... is it out of kindness to remind him of his purpose?

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The sea breeze at night carried a hint of coolness, making the person who was blowing it more awake.

When Yuan Shaorong left, he asked his attendants to send Chen Zhiwen back to his original room.

However, what Chen Zhiwen didn't expect was that there was another person standing outside the door.

That person turned out to be Yuan Kai.

Sporadic sparks flickered on his fingertips, and Night Breeze completely absorbed his expression, making it hard for people to see what Yuan Kai was thinking, as if there was an empty loneliness.

He had been standing outside for quite a while, Chen Zhiwen was invited by Yuan Shaorong to talk, and also enjoyed a dinner by the way, as long as he spent inside, Yuan Kai waited as long, and his body was a little cold from the sea breeze.

Yuan Kai was smoking a cigarette, on his face that looked a little younger than Yuan Shaorong, his mood was a bit gloomy at this moment, as if he was planning something.

Obviously, it was specially to wait for Chen Zhiwen to stop at the door.

"It's so late, why don't you go back?" Chen Zhiwen raised his eyebrows and asked.

Yuan Kai looked back at him, with half of his face hidden in the shadows, "Tsk, why, I'm not welcome?"

He stared intently at Chen Zhiwen, and after a while, he sneered and extinguished the cigarette.

"Wait for you, take care of yourself."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid that you will be eaten by that old fox and there will be no leftovers left."

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Little Angel: [Excited] Nephew Shura Field!quick! eon!

Frog: I'm not interested in old men, huh

Yuan Shaorong: [Smiling and pampering] As long as I have sexual interest in you, that's enough

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