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Chapter 877 He Throws Money at Me(2/2)

There's no reason.

Even though the Grand Eunuch has a dark psychology and has seen many perverts and bad people, he still can't figure out why the Grand Prince would target Zhou Xingxing.

Wucao, shouldn't you step up your efforts to win over Zhou Xingxing?

Does that mean your brain is flooded?

You have to send your woman to Zhou Xing's bed as soon as possible.

Let alone women, I don’t think it’s weird to give a daughter as a gift. It’s completely in line with your mercenary persona.

"Zhou Xingxing is a man of talent, but he is not aboveboard in his work. He colluded with a manager of my company and got some kind of supplementary contract..." Mr. Wang really passed the blame to the person in charge.

Even if there is indeed a mistake, it cannot be the boss's fault.

The workers must come up at the right time.

Here comes the pot!

Let's go!

"I know this. I even participated and signed a copy." Qian Chen looked like he suddenly understood.

"Haha, why do you think he wants to give you a share?" The king always sneered.

"Isn't it because I have made a great contribution to the movie?" Qian Chen continued to act.

"Of course you have contributed a lot to the movie, but have you seen what he said to the media? He will only arrogantly attribute all the credit to himself. He asked you to sign this to drag you into the water. Otherwise, why would he?

I'll put a large amount of money into your hand." The king always continued to lie.

"Oh, if that's true, then I've been fooled." Qian Chen picked up the tea and took a sip.

Damn it, it turns out that some people can be so stupid.

It's so weird.

Such a person, such a leader, how did Aunt Hua develop to where it is today? Although their family is no longer the dominant one, it is still a very important party in the Chinese entertainment market.

"Don't worry about this, we have a solution." The king is always full of confidence.

"Do you need me to do anything?" Qian Chen was curious about what they were going to do.

"No, I think this painting "Song of Shu Mountain" by Zhao Menglei is worth not only five million, but at least fifteen million. You can ask someone to send the painting over later, and I will transfer the money to you. Don't worry.

I'll prepare everything from the tax bill to you. "The king arranged everything very domineeringly.

And Qian Chen nodded his head obediently like a little sweet wife.

Damn it, he bribed me, he threw money at me, he silenced me.

Mr. Wang persuaded Qian Chen, settled the bill very gracefully, and sent Qian Chen to the crew.

Qian Chen watched his car leave, turned around and called Zhou Xingxing.

Zhou Xingxing may not be a good person, but he is definitely better than Mr. Wang, and Qian Chen did not promise anything to Mr. Wang.

Don't blame me for being shameless, I'm just a eunuch.

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