Su Changqing, the first generation employee, worked in the Science and Education Factory for six years and had a painful experience when he just resigned.

Back then, he returned to his hometown and opened a karaoke bar with a high school classmate with whom he had a good relationship. Unexpectedly, the classmate disappeared during the renovation.

It took three days to finally find him. He was squatting at grandma's house eating instant noodles. He saw Su Changqing expressionlessly taking out a bunch of gold necklaces from his pocket: "I have no money. I have a few hundred left to buy a chain. I want to give it as a gift."

Give it to the girl you like, she won't want it."

This matter has always been a mystery. Su Changqing didn't understand why his classmate took the initiative to suggest setting up a karaoke bar when he had very limited financial resources, and then disappeared after spending all his money. It was even more unbelievable to use the last bit of money to chase girls.

The look of him eating instant noodles has lingered in Su Changqing's mind for many years. It's still a bit desolate to think about it now. Someone he thought he knew very well could be so weird.

So when Ximen Xiong didn't return to Hehua Hutong for two days and didn't reply to his page, Su Changqing was a little dumbfounded: "History won't repeat itself dozens of times, right?"

At that time, the investment in the karaoke hall was only a few hundred thousand, but Su Changqing insisted on completing the decoration, and then sold it to others and lost a lot of money.

The investment in this film is tens of millions. If the capital chain is broken, it will not be able to sustain it, and all the initial investment will be wasted.

Father Du's warning that the carp jumped over the dragon's gate seemed to have come true.

Du Keke was also a little anxious, but Ding Jialuo continued to work on her script: "His man in his twenties is gone. He may have gone home. He will be back in two days. If he doesn't come back, I will go to his house to look for him."

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Maybe he is overly worried. He has a family and it is normal for him to go back for a few days.

It's a bit strange for a person with a family to come out and live in the so-called work dormitory.

Sure enough, there was news on the evening of the third day. A woman called Su Changqing, claiming to be Ximen Xiong's sister, and made an appointment to meet: "Let's talk about my brother."

It seems that there is something wrong with spending other people's money.

Su Changqing took Ding Jialuo out and asked seriously: "What is Ximen Xiong's situation? Can he make the final decision about the money?"

"Of course," Ding Jialuo insisted with a stiff neck: "Both his parents are dead, that is the property he inherited. As long as his sister has many things to do, he will take care of everything. I will accompany you to meet her later!"

Su Changqing felt as if she had teamed up with Ding Jialuo to defraud children of candy.

But he felt that he had no responsibility. If this was really wrong, Hu Jia, a moral model, would have spoken out to stop it.

Du Keke originally wanted to go along, but Su Changqing refused: "This kind of thing cannot be solved by more people."

They arranged to meet at a bar near Xizhimen. Ding Jialuo knew the place. When the two entered the private room, Su Changqing noticed a bronze plaque on the door with four big characters on it: "Top of the Forbidden City."

Is this a decisive battle with the Ximen family?

There were three people in the box. Ximen Xiong stood up as soon as he saw Su Changqing, stepped forward and gave him a hug.

My beard is shaved and clean, and I look thinner than three days ago.

"Where's your beard?"

"My sister forced me to shave."

His sister, Ximen Ying, looks to be three or four years older than Ximen Xiong. She is wearing a suit with stiff shoulder pads that has been the most popular in the past two years, and has a big wave perm, which makes her appear mature.

He has a good face, a nose as high as a mixed-race person, and is about 1.75 meters tall.

Su Changqing suspected that their parents originally planned to name their children Ximen Ying and Ximen Xiong, so the girl was changed to Ying.

There is also a man about thirty years old, who is as tall and strong as Ximen Xiong, and is also 1.9 meters tall. He is their cousin Ximen Zhao. It seems that this family has genes for plus size.

Ximen Ying greeted Ding Jialuo enthusiastically: "I didn't expect you to come too. I haven't seen you for four years. You are becoming more and more beautiful as you grow older."

She didn't ignore Su Changqing either. She said something like, "My brother appreciates you very much." It didn't look like you were looking for trouble.

If he doesn't look for trouble, he won't restrict Ximen Xiong's freedom. Su Changqing knows that such a person is difficult to deal with, and he can mess things up by being polite.

After the pleasantries, the topic quickly came to light. Su Changqing introduced SiD Studio, and Ding Jialuo talked about his script.

Ximen Ying seemed to be listening attentively, Ximen Xiong drooped his head listlessly, and Ximen Zhao, except for nodding his head when saying hello, sat on the edge and remained gloomy and silent.

Su Changqing also talked about the current work progress: "Jia Luo's creativity is good, the story is exciting, and the script is still being polished.

The crew has basically been set up, the costumers and makeup artists are all well-known in the country, and the photographers are also cutting-edge..."

Ximen Ying flipped through the materials Su Changqing handed her, and her eyes showed that she hadn't read the words. She suddenly said: "I have been taking care of business in France during this period. I didn't know about this until I came back three days ago."

Her expression gradually became cold: "French movies are in decline. I don't think it's a good idea to make movies in China. Let's stop this project."

This is the worst outcome. Ximen Ying does not seem to be an easy person to convince, but as long as there is a glimmer of hope, Su Changqing must work hard: "The project has been started, and the initial investment has been hundreds of thousands. It is unwise to stop it now...

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Ximen Ying interrupted him: "The loss must be stopped in time. What has been spent will not be held accountable. Please ask your studio to return the remaining balance."

No investigation? Is there any illegal content in this?

Ximen Xiong raised his head: "You can't do this..."

"Shut up!" Ximenying glared at him: "What did you say before you came?"

Ximen Xiong was obviously afraid of her: "You said it all, and I didn't agree..."

Ximen Ying raised her voice and said, "What do you know? This matter ends here!"

Then he handed the information to Ximen Zhao.

Ximen Zhao took it, threw it on the ground, and finally said: "What a first-class team, a new talent, a person like you is not even a serious artist, and you actually cheated people like my brother out of money!"

Ding Jialuo had already explained the whole story clearly. Su Changqing didn't expect that the other party would suddenly turn against him, and the smile he was trying to maintain disappeared: "I cheated money?"

"What is it if it's not cheating? Why should we appoint him as art director? Does he understand art? Do you understand art? What is this if it's not cheating?"

After finishing, Ximen Zhao added: "Childish trick of a country bumpkin."

These words were really unpleasant, so Ximen Xiong spoke out righteously: "I want the artistic director, it's none of his business."

Ximen Zhao looked like he hated iron and said: "You want it? If you want to be the president, he will agree. This is completely flattery according to your wishes. Isn't it cheating?"

Ximen Xiong stared at him, seeming a little angry, but finally lowered his head.

Su Changqing looked at the information on the ground, then looked at Ximen Xiong, and understood something else.

I'm afraid there aren't many people in this world who are as rich as Ximen Xiong but lack self-confidence. They still have to brag and talk nonsense in an attempt to gain the respect of others. He doesn't have a high IQ, but he's not stupid either. He's legally a person with full capacity to act.

Not being trusted by others is quite unlucky. It would be better if my IQ were ten or eight points lower than if I were really stupid and I wouldn't have to worry about it.

Ding Jialuo picked up the materials and reprimanded Ximen Zhao loudly in English. Although Su Changqing could not fully understand, he understood that he was probably saying that he was uneducated and did not respect others.

The reason why I use English is because I don’t want to stir up trouble. After all, everyone is young and energetic. If Su Changqing doesn’t come to Taiwan to speak clearly, it will easily lead to greater conflicts.

Ximen Ying also frowned and said something to Ximen Zhao, but in French.

Ximen Zhao was the oldest among them all, but the most fiery. He was very unconvinced and pointed at Su Changqing, speaking in English and French at length, and glaring at him from time to time.

Does this count as swearing without using curse words?

Ximen Xiong raised his head and stared at Ximen Zhao, his eyes colder than ever before, and what he wanted to say was really unpleasant.

Su Changqing was really angry. He had never experienced such a quarrel without any room for reply. The British and French allied forces entered Beijing again?

I couldn't hold back my nameless fire, so I almost blurted out: "When you curse, you have to be understood. Talking to yourself in a blabbering way is too cowardly."

Just now Ximen Zhao said that Su Changqing was not even a serious artist but a liar, which offended him.

Ximen Zhao probably didn't expect Su Changqing to dare to be so stubborn. He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly picked up the coffee in front of him and poured it over: "Bastard!"

Su Changqing dodged quickly enough but got a little wet, so he punched him.

Ximen Ying and Ding Jialuowan did not expect that what was originally a rational and peaceful conversation could quickly turn into violence. It is probably rare to see such a situation in normal circumstances, so they screamed and stepped aside.

Ximen Zhao was only 1.9 meters tall, but Su Changqing was barely evenly matched with him. After throwing a few punches, they were locked in a stalemate.

Every time like this, he regretted not exercising enough on weekdays.

"Stop, stop fighting!"

The two women could only shout from the outside.

At the critical moment, Ximen Xiong had to rely on him to save the situation. He suddenly jumped over and joined forces with Su Changqing to knock Ximen Zhao down.

Then the two of them were not polite at all. You punched and I kicked Ximen Zhao to a pulp.
Chapter completed!