Yu Shishu is twenty-four years old this year, with a height of 1.65 meters, a dignified and majestic appearance, wearing a white small V-neck sleeveless dress with gorgeous fabrics. Her fair calves are exposed, and her figure is slim and graceful.
Standing among a bunch of handsome guys and beauties in the Chinese drama industry, she is also a very outstanding beauty. Her appearance value is 91 points. Of course, there are three girls around Jing Gao who are prettier than her: Xiao Xueyan, Xie Shutong, and Zhao Qinghan.
Yu Shishu stood next to Xie Shutong, thought for a while, and then said: "Brother Jing, you are welcome to come to Zhongxi Theater often. If you have time, I will buy you a cup of coffee."
She also has a script that she wants to invest in. But as a teacher, she has to be reserved after all. She cannot "lick" Jing Gao in public. Let's make an appointment to talk in private! Jing Gao will report back later.
Extracurricular classes.
Jing Gao smiled and nodded, "Okay, Teacher Yu."
Then there were three or four boys who thought they had a good relationship with Xie Shutong, and the girls asked Jing Gao for "help." Some were seeking sponsorship, and some wanted to sign a contract to act.
Jing Gao agreed one by one. Later, he raised his glass and said loudly: "I'm glad to meet you tonight. I have something to leave first. Let's have a drink together. I wish you all the best in your studies and work."
About 20 people from the entire presidential family came to Shu Qian's party at around nine o'clock in the evening. At this time, everyone raised their glasses in response.
"Thanks."
"Brother Jingjing!"
Under the light, everyone toasted, and for a while they drank and drank, and there was a kind of illusory glitz that merged into pictures.
Jing Gao smiled and said goodbye to Zhao Qinghan.
Shu Qian and her boyfriend Ouyang Sheng, a very handsome little boy whose family is very rich, went to the elevator with a group of friends.
Xie Shutong and Xiao Xueyan followed Jing Gao down the elevator to see each other off. Fei Yi, who claimed to be "Brother Jing"'s number one dog licker in the drama, held his head tightly and wanted to follow Jing Gao down, but gave Xie Shutong a look, "You're following
What are you doing? I have something to tell Brother Jing."
Fei Yi smiled coquettishly. He and Xie Shutong were classmates, friends, and her admirers. He exited the elevator.
The four of Jing Gao took the special elevator of the presidential suite to the first floor. The butler of the suite was still following behind, ready to serve Jing Gao at any time. The bodyguard Fu Ye and the driver had already driven the black Rolls-Royce to the door of the first floor of the hotel and were waiting.
With.
Xie Shutong hesitated to speak. Brother Jing was like a doraemon tonight, answering every request. He was also very considerate to her. She asked for Song Nianyi's favor and immediately agreed. It made her feel uncomfortable.
At the same time, she felt that it was a bit unworthy of Brother Jing, a nouveau riche, to spend money like this. To be honest, although these people all miss Brother Jing now, they really can’t be classified as friends. They can only be regarded as good friends.
!
Brother Jing doesn’t like this kind of vanity that is being praised, does he? I heard that the most important thing for directors in the entertainment industry to attract investment is to make the funder happy. Sometimes if you make the funder laugh, you can get two or three thousand
million investment.
Walking to the hotel entrance, seeing Jing Gao about to leave, Xie Shutong said: "Brother Jing, thank you for today!"
Jing Gao knew what he was thinking, smiled and said, "Shu Tong, do you think I'm acting like a nouveau riche tonight?"
Xie Shutong Danfeng's eyes flashed, her acting skills were superb, she smiled without changing her expression and said, "No!"
Jing Gao opened the car door for Zhao Qinghan, let her go in first, and said slowly: "My friend told me that the capital in the film and television industry is saturated. Therefore, for my new company, I want to invest in a good company.
The project probability is very low.
So, what does it matter if I invest 2 million in Fei Yi? This investment is likely to be wasted. But am I not using this as an example to 'knock on' the door of your movie?
I don’t know much about the film and television industry. What about the fifth generation and the sixth generation? The overall impression is that of Chinese opera. Beijing Film and Television are now the largest producers of directors and actors. I have left a legacy of generosity in a circle of Chinese opera.
name.
I believe that you and Xiao Xueyan are not famous in China Drama, right? The advertising effect should spread tonight. So, in the future, if you have good scripts from China Drama, will you come to me to try your luck first?"
Xie Shutong and Xiao Xueyan were shocked, with their mouths slightly open and their eyes full of admiration. They thought that Brother Jing was a little too generous with his "good words" and was spending money like a nouveau riche. How could they have imagined this level?
?
Jing Gao felt quite happy when he saw the two of them looking surprised and admiring, looking at the two beauties with admiring eyes. In fact, there was another factor. The total sum of the scripts he agreed to invest in did not exceed 5 million.
Just a small amount of money.
Of course, there is no need to say this kind of lavish spending and low-end pretense in front of the two of them. He just needs to feel happy.
Xie Shutong came back to his senses, smiled apologetically, and said: "Brother Jing, you are really awesome. Then...can I help you keep an eye on the extracurricular classes?"
Jing Gao said: "If you can, it's best to register for me. I'm too lazy to come here again. I'll come back during class. I'll forward the tuition fee to you via WeChat later."
"Okay."
Jing Gao looked at the great beauty Xiao Xueyan next to Xie Shutong and invited: "Classmate Xiao is interested in helping me advertise for the Chinese Theater Company. Come back, I'll treat you to dinner."
Xiao Xueyan was wearing a white dress and had a graceful figure. She smiled softly and said with crooked eyebrows: "Brother Jing, please call me Yanyan. That's fine, but if you give an agent bad contract terms, you'll scold the seniors."
, I don’t care.”
She is very lively in private.
Jing Gao smiled freely and said: "That's none of your business. I should be a little more relaxed than the brokers in the industry. That's it."
If Jing Gao had invited Xiao Xueyan like this in April, she would probably have politely refused. But it is completely different now! He himself is also very relaxed.
"Well. Goodbye Brother Jing!"
"Brother Jing, goodbye."
Jing Gao waved to the two girls, sat in the Rolls-Royce in a comfortable mood, and headed to the Workers' Stadium.
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In the dusk, the street lights outside the hotel were slightly sparse. The shadows of high-rise buildings were reflected in the moonlight.
Xie Shutong and Xiao Xueyan walked into the hall and couldn't help but sigh: "Brother Jing probably didn't expect this move from many people. Yanyan, do you feel that he has changed so much! How long has it been since?"
The old man in her family is following Jing Gao to start a second "start-up". The name of the company is Xia Shang Real Estate Group, and he is so busy all day long that no one is seen.
Xiao Xueyan smiled sweetly, "Sister Tongtong, if you are surrounded by bodyguards, drivers, and beauties, you will change a lot."
Of course she can feel the change. At her birthday party, Brother Jing came to greet her very politely. Now Brother Jing is "motivating" her to do things.
Xie Shutong laughed, "That's true."
Talking and laughing, the two girls took the elevator upstairs.
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Gongti is the best bar gathering place in Beijing. It is far superior to the Sanlitun bar that was once famous throughout the country at the end of the century.
Outside the Sir.teen bar, Lin Liang and Xie An came out to pick up Jing Gao. He was a little nervous, "Brother Xie, why don't I go in."
Xie An laughed and scolded: "What kind of virtue do you have? Don't I have this kind of face? If Jing Gao doesn't care about you, I won't care about you. Besides, haven't you made meritorious service?" Xie An flicked the document in his hand.
