Secretary Xiao Wang had a sinister look on his young and handsome face. No, if you know yourself and your enemy you can fight a hundred battles. You must find out what kind of vixen he is. He quietly stopped a taxi and said, "Master, follow the one in front."

That black Bentley."

"Okay, sit tight!"

The taxi driver's eyes lit up. In their line of work, they have come into contact with all kinds of people and encountered all kinds of weird things.

But what interested them the most was undoubtedly the section where the woman followed the man to block the mistress, and immediately stepped on the accelerator, and the car disappeared into the night like an arrow.

After a dazzling pursuit by the driver, the car stopped in front of Caesars Palace twenty minutes later.

Secretary Wang didn't get out of the car, but watched Kang Xiangyang hurriedly walk into Caesar's Palace from a distance. Instead, he breathed a long sigh of relief. Men, it's normal to come to a place like this, as long as no vixens show up.

A smile appeared on his face involuntarily, and he waved his hand: "Okay, master, take me back, and you will have double the fare."

"Aren't you waiting for your guy?"

The driver asked in surprise.

"No wait, man, it's okay to try something new once in a while, as long as you don't get pestered by those crazy bees and butterflies, just remember to go home."

There is no such thing as a vixen, just men looking for fun. This made Secretary Wang feel comfortable and said with a relieved smile.

The driver glanced at Kang Xiangyang's back with envy, stepped on the accelerator and turned around to leave. He secretly cursed in his heart, what kind of fate is this guy? He secretly came to a place like this to find a woman, and his wife found out that he didn't make any noise and still laughed.

Come on, where can I find such a good woman? Hey, it’s so annoying that there are so many people out there. I wish my yellow-faced woman could be half as generous as she is.

Kang Xiangyang didn't know that he was being followed by his secretary. At this moment, his face was calm, but his heart was agitated. He didn't know who it was that made the appointment with him.

Especially when he found that Mr. Wu from Caesars Palace was personally greeting him downstairs and guiding him, he became even more uneasy. Could it be that the person who asked to meet him was Zhu Pengcheng and Zhu Dong?

As the chairman of Xingyi, Kang Xiangyang can be regarded as a man with great skills in the circle, but after all, his network of contacts is limited, and most of them are related to the entertainment industry. He talks and laughs with Zhu Pengcheng, who is a great scholar, but has no real contacts with Bai Ding.

There is still a big gap between heroes.

If Kang Xiangyang’s stomping of his feet made the entertainment industry tremble, then Zhu Pengcheng’s stomping of his feet would make the entire Yanjing City tremble.

Even though Zhu Pengcheng's projects are relatively simple, just entertainment clubs and business clubs, he is taking a high-level route. This can be seen from the status of the people who always spend money in the club. The connections and terrifying energy he possesses are by no means comparable to ordinary people.

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If Kang Xiangyang knew that the leader of the Wushu Organization to whom most families in Yanjing owed favors was Zhu Pengcheng, he would probably be frightened to his knees.

He came to the fourth floor in fear, and looking at Zhu Wuxia standing at the door like a door god, Kang Xiangyang became more and more certain that the person meeting him was Zhu Pengcheng.

After all, the only person who could make the dignified eldest daughter of the Zhu family willingly stand in front of the door and be the doorkeeper was Mr. Zhu Pengcheng. This made him feel increasingly bitter, wondering what price he would have to pay to get Zhu Pengcheng to let him go.

But no matter what, it will never hurt to leave a good impression on Miss Zhu. Kang Xiangyang quickly took a step forward, bowed slightly to Zhu Wuxia respectfully, and greeted with a flattering smile: "Miss Zhu, how are you doing recently?"

"It's been pretty good recently. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Kang. Let's go in quickly."

Zhu Wuxia had always disliked dealing with people, and she met Kang Xiangyang by chance in a club. This bastard even thought of her as a lady from the "uniformed seduction team" here, and wanted to hire her for service.

Although Kang Xiangyang later learned her identity and apologized with enough sincerity, and she also expressed her forgiveness for him, she did not have any good impression of this person. She took a step back in disgust and said coldly.

Kang Xiangyang asked for his own displeasure, laughed dryly, and entered the room in disgrace.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the handsome Ding Ning sitting on the sofa, and Song Ziyi was standing behind him like a maid, staring at him with a pretty look.

Kang Hua sat on the corner of the sofa like a frustrated little daughter-in-law. When she saw him, she stood up as if she had seen a savior and greeted him happily: "Dad, you are here, why are you so slow?"

Kang Xiangyang ignored him and looked around suspiciously. When he was sure that there were only these three people here, he asked in surprise: "Where is Mr. Zhu?"

"Mr. Zhu? What Mr. Zhu? There are only three of us here, how can there be any other Mr. Zhu?"

Kang Hua looked at Kang Xiangyang like he was an idiot and muttered to himself whether his father's brain was broken.

Ding Ning's eyes flashed, with an expression that was half-smiling, and said calmly: "It seems Mr. Kang has misunderstood something. The text message was sent by me, not by Mr. Zhu as you thought."

As soon as he heard that it was not Zhu Pengcheng, Kang Xiangyang breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously and gained a lot of courage. He stared at Ding Ning and asked: "I haven't asked you how to call him?"

"It doesn't matter how you call me. You can call me Mr. Ning just like Zhu Wuxia."

Ding Ning crossed her legs noncommittally and extended her hand to make a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Kang, please sit down. I think we need to have a good talk now."

"What to talk about?"

Kang Xiangyang sat on the sofa unceremoniously, exuding the majesty of someone who had been in power for a long time.

I sneered secretly in my heart, I thought it was Zhu Pengcheng who had taken advantage of me, but it turned out that he was just a yellow-haired boy with no hair, so this matter was not a big deal. The only trouble was that Zhu Wuxia didn't know who he was with them.

No matter what the relationship, he was actually willing to guard the door for them personally.

"Everyone's time is precious. Mr. Kang had better not pretend to be confused. My patience is limited."

Ding Ning was lazily leaning on the sofa. After seeing what had happened up to now, Kang Xiangyang was still playing tricks here with a sense of luck. He also tried to use his authority to intimidate him and gain the initiative in the negotiation. Suddenly, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It means disdain, no matter how long you stay at the top, can you compare with the big bosses in the central bureau? You are really blind to show off in front of me.

"I don't know what you are talking about. I just met Miss Zhu at the door. I wonder what the relationship between Mr. Ning and Miss Zhu is?"

Kang Xiangyang was still pretending to be crazy and stalling for time, trying to figure out the relationship between Ding Ning and Zhu Wuxia, and asked tentatively.

Ding Ning frowned impatiently, and slowly sat up straight. His whole aura suddenly changed, like a peerless sword about to be unsheathed, exuding an unstoppable edge, staring at Kang Xiangyang in horror.

With his eyes, he said indifferently like a supreme ruler overlooking the world: "I am a knife and you are a fish. Mr. Kang, don't challenge my patience again and again. Otherwise, I guarantee that the consequences will not be something you can bear."

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This breathtaking edge not only shocked Kang Xiangyang, Song Ziyi also turned pale, staring blankly at him as if she didn't recognize him, her mind went blank. Who is he?

Kang Hua was even more unbearable. He huddled up in the corner of the sofa and looked at the unfamiliar Ding Ning with fearful eyes. His whole body was shivering. If Kang Xiangyang hadn't been here, he might have become incontinent again.

Kang Xiangyang avoided his cold eyes in fear, lowered his head in awe, his heart was beating fast. He had no doubt about Ding Ning's words at this moment, and swallowed hard, "Ning...Mr. Ning, you said...said

What are your conditions?"

Seeing that he had given in, Ding Ning suddenly lost his momentum and returned to his previous lazy look, "First, Xingyi and Song Ziyi have terminated the contract. We won't pay a penny for breach of contract. You can find a way to settle the matter yourself."

"It's impossible...even if I agree, the board of directors won't agree."

Kang Xiangyang screamed loudly, but after receiving a cold glance from Ding Ning's eyes, he suddenly felt a chill all over his body, his tone also dropped, and he said with a grimace.

"There is no room for negotiation on this point. Remember, I don't care what method you use to get rid of the board of directors. I will only give you one day. The day after tomorrow at the latest, I want to see a free Song Ziyi appear in front of me."

Ding Ning said forcefully without any doubt, staring at Kang Xiangyang with piercing eyes.

Kang Xiangyang retreated in defeat under his gaze and nodded with difficulty: "Okay, I'll try my best."

“It’s not about trying your best, it’s about having to!”

Ding Ning gave him no chance to change his mind.

"I...Okay, I will definitely do it."

Kang Xiangyang said dejectedly.

"That's good. Now let me talk about the second point. Due to Kang Hua's atrocious means of kidnapping Mr. Song Ziwen and forcing Miss Song Ziyi to submit, you must bear all the harm caused to the Song brothers and sisters, whether it is physical

, it’s still mental, so let’s just pay 20 billion in compensation.”

Ding Ning said slowly, but Kang Xiangyang jumped up as if he had been shocked, and exclaimed: "Impossible, that is absolutely impossible. Although I am the chairman of Xingyi, I can't afford two hundred dollars."

Yi Lai, even if you send me to jail, you won't be able to get that much money."

"Oh, how much can you offer?"

Ding Ning asked coldly.

"The maximum is 10 billion, and I have to sell the stocks and real estate on hand to make up for it..."

"Okay, then I'll give you a 20% discount, maybe 8 billion, so that Mr. Kang won't have to sell everything. After all, you still have to pay for the breach of contract fees."

Before Kang Xiangyang finished speaking angrily, he was directly interrupted by Ding Ning, who also gave him a 20% discount in a very humane manner.

Kang Xiangyang looked at the smile on Ding Ning's face that looked like a little fox who had successfully stolen a chicken, and he immediately felt regretful and wanted to hit the wall.

I was so fooled. This guy was obviously asking for a high price and paying the money on the spot. Why did he mess up and quote the lowest price? He sat down dejectedly and beat his head angrily.

head.

"That's it, it's settled. Whether the eight billion should be written as a check or transferred, Mr. Kang can discuss it with Ziyi."

Ding Ning struck while the iron was hot and said without hesitation. He also pulled Song Ziyi, who was stunned, and asked in a gentle tone: "I have these two conditions. Ziyi, do you think there is anything else that needs to be added?"

"No...no more."

Song Ziyi was completely stunned. Eight billion was worth it. Even though she was a queen and had great fame in front of others, in fact she couldn't save much money at all. She only had less than 10 million in savings after six years since her debut.

You know, the bigger the star, the greater the expense. Although Song Ziyi has tried to save as much as possible, she still can't save much money. The assistants, drivers, makeup artists, bodyguards and other staff who specialize in serving her all get their salaries from her.

expenditures from the income.

Not to mention the agent. Every income is distributed by the company, the agent and the actor according to the agreed ratio. If the cost of an advertising endorsement is 10 million, she can actually get 300.

Ten thousand is pretty good, and it has something to do with the income distribution ratio when you signed the contract with the company.
Chapter completed!