The gold-haired cat girl secretary Yi Feiyang might suddenly appear in front of him. Needless to say, he might have heard the content of the phone call just now.
"Ahem, Mr. Mike is still in the meeting, just..." the female secretary tried to hide her nervousness.
"It seems like your Mr. Mike is really busy. Well, I'll go up there myself!" Yi Feiyang said with a trace of unruliness on his lips and walked away after speaking.
The female secretary became anxious and stood up at the front desk and said, "Oh God, you can't do this!"
Seeing that Yi Feiyang refused to listen to the dissuasion, the black security guard stopped him and said, "Hey, man, you can't be so rude to a lady!"
"I just want to go up and see Mr. Mike!"
"As I said, Mr. Mike is very busy. You can either wait or leave!" After the black security guard said this, he started pushing Yi Feiyang.
But before his hand touched Yi Feiyang, Yi Feiyang easily grabbed his wrist, then kicked him in the crook of his leg, knocking the black security guard to the ground.
"I hate it when others touch me!" Yi Feiyang looked down at the other person with a sharp look.
The black security guard was grabbed by Yi Feiyang's wrist using a method of splitting muscles and bones. He knelt on the ground with one knee, his expression was painful, "Oh damn, my hand! Let me go!"
Although the black security guard considers himself ferocious and tough, he has never seen a man like Yi Feiyang, who can't move with just one grapple. In the past, the opponents he encountered were like kangaroos, and they would win after a few punches at each other.
minus.
Others in the company lobby were alerted by the situation here, and two other security guards rushed over after hearing the news.
"Let him go, you guy!" they shouted, flashing their batons.
"Hurry up and save me!" the black security guard begged for help.
With a loud punch, Yi Feiyang hit him in the face.
"Are you still barking?"
The black security guard immediately shut up, his nose was sore and his eyes were full of tears, and then the nosebleed flowed out from his nostrils.
"That's right, be obedient! Come on, let's go upstairs!" Yi Feiyang had already grabbed the black security guard's wrist and got into the elevator.
Other security guards stood outside and watched eagerly, considering whether to catch up.
"Press the button, if you don't want to continue to be beaten!" Yi Feiyang raised his fist and said with a smile.
The black security guard had a nosebleed, and his wrist, which had been grabbed by Yi Feiyang, was in severe pain. At this moment, he no longer dared to pretend to be a tough guy and a hero, and nodded like a pitiful chicken.
The elevator starts and goes up.
…
A moment.
"Is this the office?"
"Yes, this is it! Please, let me go, please?"
"Of course, but in the end I need your help."
"What?"
"I'll lend you your anus!" Yi Feiyang said and kicked the black security guard on the butt.
The black security guard crashed directly into the office door like a cannonball!
The first loud bang.
…
In the room, a scantily clad blonde girl was giggling and sitting in the arms of Director Mike, holding a fork and feeding Director Mike baked snails.
Manager Mike opened his mouth wide and was about to swallow the food in one gulp when the door was knocked open with a bang.
Then a black cannonball shot straight in, knocking over a table of delicacies, and splashed soy sauce, borscht, and black pepper juice all over the two unlucky guys, Mike and the girl.
"Oh, buy it!" Manager Mike yelled like a girl.
Footsteps sounded.
Yi Feiyang popped a cigarette out of the cigarette box, passed it lightly on the wing of his nose, and then said to Mike with a smile: "Now, my dear friend, can we have a good talk?!"
…
In the screening room, the demo tape of "The Blair Witch Project" was playing.
Mike, the short winter melon, sat on a chair and tried hard to wipe the soy sauce on his face with a handkerchief, but no matter how he wiped it, he always felt a smell.
"What are you shooting for in this movie? Clumsy shots shot with a DV camera! Look, the camera keeps shaking around. What are you doing, shooting airplanes in the sky and ants on the ground? That shit, it makes me dizzy.
!Also, don’t think that I don’t know. You spent 200,000 to buy this drama from two college students. What happens now, you want to resell it to our company at a high price?! Your idea is too naive!
"
"Don't think that the drama Blair Witch will be popular. Just watch this video. It's just a bad movie! Please forgive me for being so direct. I just don't like beating around the bush! Mr. Yi, if you think it's okay, I can give you a message on behalf of the company.
You offered 230,000 yuan to buy the copyright of your play... Well, don't thank me, just think of it as our company doing good things!"
Mike, the short winter melon, looked at Yi Feiyang's expression while enjoying the cold wind. In his opinion, this damn Chinese would be unable to hold back his anger, and then he could take the opportunity to lower the price. Although this is a bad movie,
But now it is somewhat popular, maybe it works well and can make a small profit.
It's a pity that Mike underestimated Yi Feiyang's temper. When it comes to business discussions, Yi Feiyang is absolutely calm and calm, and he will always be careful about everything.
So he said: "At least one million, not a penny less!"
Mike was stunned.
I was planning to lower the price, but it turns out that they didn’t give me a penny at all. One million, my regards to your mother, don’t think that I, Mike, am a bastard!
"Haha, Mr. Yi, there's no need to talk about it. One million is not a small amount. From my years of experience, your movie is a bad movie. You still hold on to it. You are really treating it like a treasure!"
Haha, please forgive me for speaking so directly and not beating around the bush... You'd better think clearly, except for our company, no other company will give you a price tag of 230,000 yuan!"
"Really? You don't need to ask Mr. Gutas for his opinion?" Yi Feiyang looked at Mike with a half-smile.
"No, I don't need his opinion! The boss is very busy and has time to deal with your little film!"
"Really? Well, since we can't reach an agreement, forget it. I'll disturb you from enjoying your French meal!" Yi Feiyang stood up and left.
"Wait a minute!" Mike suddenly stopped him and looked at him with his sly little eyes, "Dear Mr. Yi, don't you think about it anymore? Two hundred and thirty thousand, you've made a lot of it, haven't you?"
Yi Feiyang smiled, "It's a pity that I earn so little! There is one more thing I hope you can figure out. I come here to negotiate with you. To put it bluntly, I am giving you a chance to make money, not asking you to pity me!"
"After saying that, Yi Feiyang walked away.
"Three hundred thousand, how about it? It can't be any higher?" Mike had never seen such a domineering guy before and couldn't help shouting his bottom line.
Yi Feiyang stopped.
Seeing him like this, Mike breathed a sigh of relief, resumed his uncle's posture, and leaned on the boss's chair, as if he was convinced of the other party.
Yi Feiyang turned around and smiled at him: "Don't say 300,000, even if you offer 3 million now, I won't sell it!"
Mike, who originally looked contemptuous, was completely stunned.
Yi Feiyang turned around and left.
"Okay, I'll just wait and see who wants this crappy movie of yours!" Supervisor Mike yelled angrily.
