There was only one person in the huge office. The man was sitting on the boss's chair, crossing his legs, with a serious expression. No, it should be strange, and was smoking a cigar that he had just got from Cuba. The taste of Cuban cigars is really very varied. A Cuban cigar will change between strength and weakness, or even cycle changes.

What Yuan Zihe smoked was the purest Cuban cigar that had been created through some high-level relations in a country where Cuban cigars were rampant. But Zihe smoked this was a waste. He just sucked one mouthful and spitted one mouthful. How could he experience that kind of dreams without getting into his lungs? In the end, he only left the thirteenth.

At this time, the office door was opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit and tie came in. He looked in a bad mood when he looked, and seemed to be very angry.

Yuan Zihe didn't even raise his head. He knew what the person who came in would fart. He was still smoking a cigar and spitting smoke. The whole house was already filled with smoke, as if he was hell.

"The number of user registrations and clicks on Talang Weibo this week is much worse than before. You should give me an explanation." The man said coldly.

This middle-aged man is the chief representative of Huifeng Investment Asia, Gu Mufeng, who holds 60% of the shares of Talang Weibo.

"If anything needs explanation, what else should the judge do?" Yuan Zihe retorted.

"What do you mean? Should you let this state develop?" Gu Mufeng said angrily.

"Of course not. Talang Weibo is now unique in China. Do you think we need to be so worried?" Yuan Zihe said with a smile.

"Don't forget, there is an old Chinese saying that you are born from worries and die from happiness." Gu Mufeng said in a heavy mood.

"I also know that there is an old saying in China: Don't be happy with things or sad with yourself. If your mood influences your thinking from the beginning, then we will lose this battle." Yuan Zihe's words came to an audible sound, which made Gu Mufeng feel shocked.

Yes, Gu Mufeng was moved by Yuan Zihe's words, and he also felt that Yuan Zihe's words made sense, but if Yuan Zihe's words were unreasonable, how could he fool the venture capital funds?

Fan Jian came out of Brothers Film and Television and drove directly to Meng Huohai's villa. Falcon, who had been secretly surveillance near the villa, made a gesture to Fan Jian and told Fan Jian that Meng Huohai was still in the villa.

Seeing that Fan was angry, he ignored it and walked directly to the door of the villa. He didn't knock on the door and kicked the door open. Of course, the vinegar bottle had destroyed the anti-theft system of Meng Huohai's villa in advance, otherwise the alarm would definitely be made at this time.

Meng Huohai was working hard behind Qiqi with his big belly. When he heard the door "bang", Meng Huohai suddenly contracted, and then the whole "Manxiu Leidun" softened and was overly frightened...

Fan Jian walked calmly to the two naked men and women. Qiqi first reacted and took the clothes next to her and covered them with them. Meng Huohai was just overly frightened. When Fan Jian slapped him in the face, Meng Huohai woke up as if he was dreaming.

Meng Huohai shamelessly did not cover it with any fabric, and got up from the ground and stared at Fan Jian with wide eyes.

"Who are you? Why are you privately rushing into a private house?" Meng Huohai roared angrily.

Fan Jian then slapped Meng Huohai in the face again. Meng Huohai indulged in excessive lust and was hollow inside his body. He could not resist Fan Jian's slap, and fell to the ground again.

"Qiqi, call the police." Meng Huohai looked up and shouted at Qiqi before he got up.

Qiqi was also shocked by the situation in front of her. Meng Huohai is a director of Bo'an City. Fan Jian too doesn't treat the village chief as a cadre. Qiqi touched the phone next to her in a panic. Before she could hold it firmly, Fan Jian slapped again. Of course, this time it was not Meng Huohai, but Qiqi.

"I have warned you before." Fan Jian said coldly after beating Qiqi.

When Meng Huohai heard Fan Jian's words, he seemed to understand something. He tried hard to get up and stared at Fan Jian with his small eyes.

"You are Chen Haotian? Let me tell you, your company should not be able to continue in Bo'an." Meng Huohai said with a sneer.

"Ah? Who are you?" Fan Jian asked weakly as if he was regretful.

"Are you scared? I am the director of the Cultural Department of Bo'an City. My brother Meng Lianggui is the deputy mayor of Bo'an City. Do you think your company can still be opened?" Meng Huohai picked up the long pajamas beside him and put them on, looking arrogant and unlucky to meet you.

"Oh, so awesome. I really don't know Mount Tai. I hope you will be more grateful."

Fan saw that he apologized to Meng Huohai with a pious look on his face. Meng Huohai saw it and was happy in his heart, thinking, I'm afraid, let's see how I deal with you.

"Hang it? It's so light. How do you calculate the slaps you slapped me just now?"

Meng Huohai took out a cigarette. Fan Jian continued to pretend to be scared and hurriedly took out the lighter. Meng Huohai handed the cigarette butts over very much, but just when he thought Fan Jian would light him well, the flames rushed up, and a torch burned Meng Huohai's eyebrows.

"I..." Before Meng Huohai could curse, Fan Jian followed him. Fortunately, Meng Huohai's belly was bulging and had some elasticity, otherwise Fan Jian's kick would definitely make him vomit blood.

Qiqi, who had been sitting on the sofa, was already stunned. Didn’t Fan Jian bow his head just now because he was afraid of Meng Huohai’s background? Why did he hit him again now? Qiqi suddenly felt that her worldview became blurred instantly.

"I'm fucking you!" Fan Jian cursed at Meng Huohai with a puzzled look on his face.

"Who are you?" Meng Huohai finally reacted.

"Fan Jian." Fan Jian said coldly.

"I'm not a bad person?" Meng Huohai repeated in confusion.

Meng Huohai just finished speaking, Fan Jian then kicked Meng Huohai again. Meng Huohai felt very unjust and looked at Fan Jian for no reason.

"Others can say my name wrong. If you say the wrong one, there will be only one result, and you will be beaten."

Meng Huohai is a man in the officialdom after all. He knows that in the face of absolute strength, all paper tigers are paper tigers. Now he has only one choice, bow his head and lower his fat head.

Meng Huohai thought to himself, it’s not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, but it’s not too late for thirty years, Hebei to the east and thirty years, Hebei to the west. Today I fell, but tomorrow may not be the case.

"I will only say it once. If you can't get along with your brothers' film and television, there will be only one, and you will disappear in Bo'an." Fan Jian said coldly.

"Master Fan, how much do you want to open a price code? Why should you be instructed by Chen Haotian?" Meng Huohai just said this and Qi Qi covered her eyes. Meng Huohai didn't know, how could Qi Qi not know about Fan Jian and Chen Haotian? Meng Huohai's words were obviously beaten.

But Qiqi was wrong, Fan Jian did not hit Meng Huohai again, but just looked at Meng Huohai coldly.

"How much can you pay?"

Fan Jian is a man who can plunder you so much. Meng Huohai's words are obviously saying that he has the goods in his hands. Since he has them, he can't be polite. If he is polite to Meng Huohai, Fan Jian will be inauthentic.

Meng Huohai cooperated and stretched out five fingers, then looked at Fan Jian with a sneering smile.

"Five hundred thousand?" Fan Jian said with a smile.

Meng Huohai shook his head, still smiling without saying a word.

"Five million to buy me?" Fan Jian said with a smile.

"No, it's not a bribe. We can be brothers in the future." Meng Huohai said with a treacherous smile.

"Who is the brother to you?" Fan Jian heard Meng Huohai say this, and then he went wild. The word "brother" can be defiled by a bad person like him?

Meng Huohai looked at Fan's handsome face with a uncertain appearance.

"You deceived Li Jisen and said that there will be a leader inspector today. You will be paralyzed. I will go to the city wall to shoot a movie tomorrow. If you have the ability, you can stop it. Brothers, Film and Television belongs to me and Chen Haotian. Don't mess with this company anymore. I no longer want to talk nonsense to you anymore."

"Okay, I promise you that I will not provoke brothers' film and television again in the future." Meng Huohai saw Fan's rampage and felt as if he had encountered a dark night messenger. He fought back rudely, so he had to "compromise".

"Okay." As he said that, Fan Jian reached out and pulled Meng Huohai up.

Meng Huohai had just stood still, and Fan Jian took out a recorder from his pocket and swayed in front of Meng Huohai's eyes.

"I have recorded what you said just now. Remember what you said just now. If you can't see the numbers on your bank card tomorrow morning, I will publish this recording. I think the salary of a director of the Bo'an Municipal Cultural Department is not that high, right?"

Fan Jian looked at Meng Huohai with a smile. Meng Huohai looked cold and sweated, thinking, this guy is too cunning and actually threatens with this method.

"I know what you are thinking, don't worry, as long as you cooperate well, I won't make things difficult for you."

"Ye Fan, don't worry, Bo'an City will give a green light to any brother's film and television in the future." Meng Huohai tried to tempt Fan Jian with the "swearing oath" to tempt Fan Jian.

"I believe in your character."

After Fan Jian finished speaking, he turned around and left. Meng Huohai glanced at Qiqi, who was sitting on the sofa in a daze, and slapped her in the face.
Chapter completed!