Chu Heng and the others sat together for a while and chatted about the recent events in Hollywood. The lawyer on the side finished checking the contents of the contract and glanced sideways at Hepburn, who was about to lie on Chu Heng's body. He couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
molar.
The cruelest thing in the world is to witness your goddess having an affair with someone else.
However, the lawyer who was helpless could only hand over the contract with a complicated look on his face: "Ms. Hepburn, there is nothing wrong with the contract. You can take a look at it first. If you accept it, you can sign it directly."
"Ah, thank you."
Hepburn, who was nestling next to Chu Heng, hurriedly sat up, reached out and took the two copies of the contract and put it on the coffee table. He then raised his head and smiled at Chu Heng and Chrissy, polite and elegant: "You guys talk, I'll start.
Take a look at the contract."
"Please."
In front of the goddess, Chrissie, a guy who has always been unkempt, quickly raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation, which was quite a bit like Owen's gentleman.
However, as a good friend who knew everything about her, Chu Heng didn't have to do this. He patted Hepburn's slender waist and told her to go about her business, then turned to continue chatting with Chrissy about the previous topic, not caring at all about the other three men in the room.
His jealous eyes would kill him alive.
Oh shit!
He touched Hepburn's waist!
Did he also help me through the back door?
grass!
The more the three of them thought about it, the more jealous they became, and their eyes turned red.
When Chu Heng saw this, he silently grabbed the ashtray on the table, ready to fight back at any time.
Fortunately, these three guys were not so impulsive. After just shaking their back molars, there was no follow-up action, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.
Although he thought he was good at reaching out, two fists can't beat four hands, right? What's more, it's still six punches now!
More than ten minutes passed quickly.
Hepburn also read the contents of the contract. She gently put the thick paper in her hand on the coffee table, looked at Chrissy, and said with a smile: "Mr. Chrissy, I accept the contents of the contract. If there is nothing on your side,
If you have any questions, you can sign now."
"Please wait a moment, Miss Hepburn." Chrissie immediately said seriously: "I have something to say before signing."
"Please tell me." Hepburn looked at him calmly, with a pure and charming smile on her delicate face.
Chrissy immediately said: "First of all, I need to remind you that I agreed to transfer you 10% of the shares not because of your money, but because of Chu's face and because of your big star.
So in the future cooperation, I hope you can use your identity to bring more help to the company."
"The second is, if possible, I hope you can join the company's projects at a price that is not too high in the early stages of the company's establishment."
"That's very reasonable." Hepburn nodded and smiled: "As a shareholder of the company, I naturally have to contribute."
"Then it's no problem, we can sign." After reaching a verbal agreement, Chrissy stopped hesitating and immediately took out a contract and started signing it.
Hepburn also picked up the pen on the table, leaned down and signed the contract in front of him. After both of them signed, Chu Heng also wrote his name on the two contracts respectively.
At this point, the Hollywood star known as the goddess of the public has officially become the new shareholder of Blue Oak Pictures, and has also stepped from an actor to a capital party, although the capital is very small.
All these changes came from a beautiful encounter last year.
The butterfly of fate is really wonderful.
"Welcome to join us, Miss Hepburn."
"Thanks."
After signing, Chrissy shook hands with Hepburn quite happily, feeling more confident about the future of the film and television company. Then he enthusiastically invited Chu Heng and Hepburn: "Today is the first meeting of the three shareholders of the company.
It’s our first meeting, how about we go have something to celebrate together?”
"I'm not free." Chu Heng immediately shook his head and said, "I'll be leaving soon."
"Well, we can only wait until next time." Chrissy, who knew he was going back to Hong Kong Island, shrugged in disappointment. He actually wanted to have a meal with Hepburn, but Chu Heng didn't want to go now. Hepburn
Naturally, she would not agree to go to dinner with him alone.
Afterwards, they exchanged a few polite words, and Chrissy left with the two lawyers.
Hepburn and Chu Heng were once again left in the room.
"I'm leaving too, Chu."
Hepburn, who was going to Givenchy to try on clothes in the afternoon, reluctantly hugged Chu Heng, stood on tiptoes and gave Chu Heng a sweet kiss.
Yesterday, she had an in-depth conversation with Chu Heng. She knew that after today's farewell, the next time they would meet would probably be a year later, so she felt a little reluctant to leave at this moment.
After all, she had just had a taste of it, and she hadn't tasted enough yet.
"Don't be sad, my dear, every separation is for the sake of a better encounter next time, so please take good care of yourself and wait for our next meeting." Chu Heng stroked Hepburn's cheek with his fingertips lovingly,
She is already in her thirties, as if she has broken the curse of time. No trace of time can be seen on her face, which is delicate and fair.
"I am very excited."
Looking up at the man in front of him who was full of masculine charm, Hepburn couldn't help but kiss him again, then turned around, put on the outfit he had brought in last night, and walked towards the door with a small bag in hand.
Chu Heng followed closely behind to see him off.
When they arrived at the door, the two hugged again, and Hepburn pulled the brim of her wide-brimmed hat like a thief, lowered her head and left in a hurry.
“What a wonderful night.”
Chu Heng looked at the beautiful figure who had received the gift, and turned back to the house with a happy face. After a while, he came out of the room carrying a bag, took the elevator downstairs, checked out of the room, and drove away from the Hilton.
Not long after, he drove to Guangfeng Building in Chinatown.
After entering the restaurant and asking a familiar waiter, Chu Heng found out that Dou Laodao was upstairs, carrying his bag and climbing upstairs.
Lao Dao, who was playing chess with his junior brother Yuan Weifeng, heard someone coming upstairs and glanced sideways. Seeing that he was carrying a bag, he suddenly understood and asked with a smile: "Are you done with your work?"
"It's over." Chu Heng nodded and came to sit next to them. He picked up the teapot on the coffee table and poured himself a cup of tea. He took a few sips, wiped his mouth and said, "What are your plans? Are you going to join me?"
Go back, or just stay here?"
"Of course I have to go back." The old Taoist said without thinking.
"Senior brother!" Yuan Weifeng frowned when he heard this and advised: "You have nothing to worry about over there, so why are you going back? You can just stay here with me."
"I can't stand it anymore." The old Taoist smiled and shook his head, gently hammered his aching knees, and looked at the junior brother in front of him with reluctance: "I am old, and I have only a few years left to live. The fallen leaves will eventually return to their roots."
"Hey." Yuan Weifeng sighed sadly.
"Master."
Cen Hao, who was standing on the side, saw this and said with caution: "It's not easy for you and my uncle to meet each other once. Why don't you stay here for a while? Even if you die outside, it will be fine. I will definitely take your ashes back when you come back."
"..."
"Traitor!"
The old Taoist stood up with a dark face, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his strong arms, and hit Cen Hao with a hammer. It can be said that the punch hit the flesh and was full of strength. Judging from the posture, he still has at least ten years of good work.
