Yun Mingcheng naturally received the news about such a big thing as Zhang Jiazhen's suicide last night. But he was playing games and connecting with multiple people at the time, so he didn't notice it. And he usually got up late in the morning, only around nine in the morning.
After breakfast, he drove out. However, he did not go to the company in the morning.
The company's affairs are all handled by professional managers, so naturally he, the boss, doesn't have to do everything personally.
His usual "stronghold" in the capital is a racing track on the Fifth Ring Road in the south of the capital. Along the way, he kept having voice chats in the WeChat group, and several friends were chatting about it.
"Master Yun, when will you arrive?"
"I still have twenty minutes, the road is a bit congested." Yun Mingcheng drove and chatted on voice.
"Master Yun, Zhang Jiazhen committed suicide last night. Is there any inside story about this?" asked a younger brother in the circle of children from aristocratic families.
Yun Mingcheng is thirty years old this year. Because he is successful in business, he is good to his close friends. He will help anyone who needs emergency money. Therefore, he is the eldest brother in his circle.
This is completely different from him doing nothing in the business world. Maybe people have different sides. Or maybe, the problems of these children of aristocratic families are trivial in the eyes of people at Yun Mingcheng's level. He
He is willing to help. Or maybe he considers this as an investment.
"I saw it when I was eating this morning." Yun Mingcheng paused for a moment and said: "I can only say that Mr. Jing is still powerful! He was able to force Zhang Jiazhen into despair. Most of the materials that Fang Shaofan, CEO of Phoenix Film and Television, used to report were
real."
Someone said: "Hey, I don't know how much I bought it for. I'm really willing to spend a lot of money."
"Yes, with tens of millions in front of us, how many people in the entertainment industry can stop him? Brother Mingcheng, how did you deal with that gangster in the end?"
Yun Mingcheng said: "What else can I do? Beat him up, make him spit out the money, and drive him away. This grandson took pictures behind my back and sold them for 200,000 yuan. He is a bastard. Does he know that I am doing this?
It cost 10 million to hire the navy to follow Mr. Jing."
"Hiss~" There was a gasp in the WeChat group. Some of the young people in the group are studying and some have just graduated, but really no one can take out 10 million in cash at once. Unless they are
People who have started a business or started a family.
“With such a huge investment, it’s no wonder that this time we can create such a big momentum!”
Yun Mingcheng said: "I personally estimate that the amount of money Mr. Jing has invested in this matter is no less than 50 million. You have all heard of the person who handled it, that is He Qingsha, the oiran of Ming and Qing Residence. She is now working with Mr. Jing.
.”
"Hey! This Mr. Jing is really lustful and romantic. He dares to stay around and play with Yuanhan's women."
"Tch! What you said is so high-sounding. If you have Yuan Han's strength, what's the matter? He Qingsha is a beauty in her prime, with a beautiful body, a curvy front and back. You don't want to mess with her a few times and taste her.
Charm and charm? I met her once, she is really beautiful, charming and a beauty. She has been with Yuan Han for several years, how many people want to treat her to a meal but they can't?"
After chatting all the way, Yun Mingcheng arrived at the racing track and mingled with a few friends. In fact, they, the children of the aristocratic family, all realized that this incident would have an impact on Jing Gao's reputation. It doesn't sound good to force someone to death anyway. But
No one mentioned it. They were not familiar with Jing Gao, so why were they worried about him?
Just eat melon.
All in all, this incident made Jing Gao look really powerful and his record was shining brightly.
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Yun Ruolin knew the news early in the morning. After sending her son to kindergarten, she drove to the Bulgari Hotel to meet her friend Wei Minjun for tea and chat.
She actually has a position in the city's bureau, but she often doesn't go to work and occasionally shows up in the bureau.
There is no way, the life of a thirty-year-old wife is so boring, of course it is relaxed and comfortable.
"Ruolin, you're here. Sit down!" Wei Minjun opened the door of the suite, let Yun Ruolin in, and greeted her to sit down with a smile. This beautiful and round woman seemed to be in a good mood.
"What are you so happy about, Sister Minjun?" Yun Ruolin was delicate and elegant, shaking her cloud-like hair on her shoulders and asking with a smile.
Wei Minjun's skin was fair and smooth. She was wearing a beautiful Chanel dress and a jacket. She had plump and tall peaks, making her figure graceful and graceful. She sat on the sofa with her legs crossed. She smiled with two pear dimples and said: "Of course I'm happy.
, if you haven’t looked at stocks, you wouldn’t know that Hong Kong-funded entertainment companies have plummeted in A-shares and Hong Kong stocks recently, and I succeeded in shorting. Goose goose..."
Yun Ruolin guessed Wei Minjun's mentality after thinking for a moment, because she had taken advantage of Jing Gao, and because Sister Min Jun knew that Jing Gao wanted to persecute Zhang Jiazhen, she couldn't help but chuckled and said: "Sister Min Jun, then
Why don't you give Jing Gao a call?"
Wei Minjun waved his hand and said reservedly: "I will not call him. I will wait until the day of his wedding before sending him a text message to tell him. He is not even in a good mood to get married. Goose goose..."
She laughed again, she was so happy.
"Ruolin, Zhang Jiazhen committed suicide last night, how did you contact Jing Gao?" Wei Minjun knew his friend's personality and behavior well, and knew that she would definitely contact Jing Gao. This in itself is a way of deepening the relationship.
Way.
Jing Gao's growth has made it impossible for them to ignore that there is such a businessman in the capital. He has some social and business resources, and it is obviously more comfortable to be friends with Jing Gao than to be an enemy. Of course, she wants to see Jing Gao make a fool of himself.
Yun Ruolin bent her legs, hugged the pillow, took a sip from the coffee cup in one hand, and said: "I sent him a WeChat message last night to remind him to pay attention to the actions behind this. He didn't send it to me until after six o'clock this morning
The reply was just two words, thank you. Sister Minjun, do you think he would come to us if he wanted to send a message to the higher ups?"
Wei Minjun subconsciously said: "It's okay to ask you for help, why should I ask for it?" Then he realized that it was precisely because she had a bad relationship with Jing Gao that the words she passed on were more credible. She raised her head slightly.
He held his chin and snorted, "If he comes to see me, I will definitely give him a hard time. At least I have to make him hand over my dirty information."
Yun Ruolin couldn't help but laugh.
The two chatted casually about other life topics.
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Zhu Yu, a big V who hangs out in the capital, also got the news. At about 10 a.m. on the 29th, he was entertaining the visiting Phoenix Fairy Pavilion Club General Manager Deng Ran, as well as the famous beauty commentator Qing Ling of Honor of Kings in the club.
Several of them, the bosses of the King of Glory team, made an appointment to have tea together to enhance their relationship and talk about the transfer.
In a simple meeting room, seven or eight club owners chatted about the recent increase in transfer fees. In order to build momentum, one player abruptly raised the summer transfer fee to a net worth of 10 million. This kind of
The bubble puts a lot of pressure on investors like them. The KPL league of Honor of Kings is not that easy to play.
Zhu Yu stopped a boss from smoking and said, "Master Hu, there are ladies here today, so we won't smoke."
Deng Ran didn't say anything, just drank tea from a teacup. She knew very well that Zhu Yu was Brother Jing's younger brother.
Qing Ling followed Deng Ran, secretly dumbfounded. The boss was so calm. Her salary was paid by Phoenix Immortal Pavilion, although the host and commentator belonged to the alliance.
While Zhu Yu was chatting, he was writing his memo. He had already sent out his memo last night, "Although the man is dead, the issue of Toyotomi, the great power, still needs to be investigated!" There was a polarization among people at this moment.
Some people say that people die and their debts are wiped out. Others say that the atmosphere in the entertainment industry should be clarified. The quarrels are fierce.
He was swiping his meager money while eating melons at the same time. Because he knew the inside story that some netizens didn’t know. This feeling made him very happy.
Of course, he also has more inside stories that he doesn't know.
At this moment, Zhu Yu's cell phone rang, and it was his friend Cheng Yanxi who called him, "Zhu Yu, Cheng Zhao and I have come to the capital. Let's go out to eat together at noon."
"Okay." Zhu Yu agreed happily. As Brother Ren's condition stabilized, Ren Jiahui recently returned to Shenzhen, and Xi Siyan followed. And An Yi went to Hong Kong Island because of the photo controversy. "I'll make a call.
Ask that boy An Yi if he will return to the capital during the National Day holiday."
