This person's name has almost disappeared from Zhao Gangjun's mind.
This man is Situ Yulong’s father.
Since the last incident with Governor Jiang, this person has almost never appeared in Zhao Gangjun's life again.
It was at this time that Zhao Gangjun understood.
It turns out that there is another villain named Situ Hao...
Villains generally won't disappear unless they get some bad consequences.
And now that Situ Hao has appeared, it proves that Situ Hao has made up his mind to continue to appear as a villain.
"How can he have that ability!"
Zhao Gangjun asked doubtfully, "Isn't he just the CEO of an entertainment company?"
"Situ Hao can be said to be one of the top figures in the entire FJ entertainment industry." Hao Benfang said, "I am not familiar with this person. Today I went to find an advertising agency and they agreed to do it. However, the contract has not been signed yet.
Well, that company regretted it. When I asked why, they didn't tell me. They just said that they were busy recently and didn't have time to take this order. I thought at that time that I really didn't have time, so I went to find another advertising company.
, and it turned out that all the advertising companies stopped accepting our business! I asked, but no one told me the reason. Finally, a boss who often cooperated with us in advertising printing explained the reason. Situ Hao had already told everyone
Advertising companies have said hello, no company should take our orders! With Situ Hao’s status in the entertainment industry, none of those advertising companies will offend Situ Hao because of our 10,000 to 20,000 yuan profit, unless we pay
The price is high, but it’s not cost-effective to pay a high price..."
"No one dares to take our business?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
"I asked everything I could, and as soon as I heard they were filming an advertisement for us, I hung up the phone."
"What about models and starlets?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
"If there is no advertising company to contact us, who should we contact?" Hao Benfang asked.
Zhao Gangjun's face darkened. He had originally planned to see if he could work out unspoken rules with models and starlets as an investor, but it seemed that there was no chance.
"Where are you?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
"I'm downstairs at the Hanshu Community Advertising Department."
Hao Benfang said, "This place has a better relationship with us, so that's why you told me about this."
"Then just wait, I'll go right away."
Zhao Gangjun hung up the phone, went downstairs and took a taxi to Hanshu Community.
Hanshu Community is an advertising company, and it often does business with Zhao Gangjun's Meizhiwei. Printing of advertising flyers and the like are all done for this company.
When Zhao Gangjun arrived here, Hao Benfang was waiting downstairs with a briefcase on his back and a cigarette in his mouth. It was obvious that he was really anxious.
Seeing Zhao Gangjun coming, Hao Benfang threw the cigarette butt to the ground, stamped it out, and said, "Gangjun, how should we handle this?"
"Follow me upstairs."
Zhao Gangjun said and walked to the elevator nearby.
Hao Benfang followed closely behind.
We arrived at the Hanshu Community Advertising Department upstairs.
Zhao Gangjun opened the door and walked in.
A receptionist immediately came to greet him with a smile. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Hao Benfang.
"Mr. Hao, why are you here again?"
the receptionist asked in surprise.
"We, Mr. Zhao, are here and want to meet your Mr. Wang."
Hao Benfang said.
"Here, Mr. Wang is in a meeting. Let me ask you something."
The receptionist said and ran to the side.
"I'm actually Mr. Zhao too?"
Zhao Gangjun raised his brows slightly, seeming a little happy.
“Even if the receptionist meets a delivery person, he always calls me “Mr.”
Hao Benfang said.
Zhao Gangrong coughed twice and said, "Will I die if you let me feel refreshed?"
"I can't make you happy..."
At this time, in the office building of the general manager of the Hanshu Community Advertising Department.
A plump man was holding a mobile phone.
"Well, I've been doing the delicious food business for a long time."
The man said helplessly, "Originally, if we get this advertisement this time, the profits will be inevitable, but I didn't expect it, alas!"
"Mr. Wang, don't be sad. Who asked Situ Hao to speak? We are in the advertising industry. Although we are not closely related to the entertainment industry, you are not ignorant of Situ Hao's influence in this area. Even if
If you do this, even if he says hello to the TV station, the commercial won't be released?" said the other end of the phone.
"That's right. I don't know how the taste of beauty managed to offend Situ Hao!"
Mr. Wang sighed.
at this time.
The office door rang.
"Come in!"
As he spoke, Mr. Wang said to the phone, "I won't tell you anymore, let's do something."
After saying that, Mr. Wang hung up the phone.
The receptionist walked in.
"Mr. Wang..."
When he saw the receptionist at the front desk, Mr. Wang had a rippling smile on his face, "Qiao'er, come here and give Brother Wang a hug."
"Mr. Wang, someone is looking for you."
The person called Qiaoer looked helpless at the reception.
"Who is looking for me? Just bring him in. Oh, let me tell you, in the future, if you see someone who is rich and can do business, you can bring him in first! Do you understand?" Mr. Wang taught.
"It's Mr. Hao who has a taste of beauty."
"Hao Benfang?"
Mr. Wang raised his eyebrows and said, "Tell him I'm not here."
"Mr. Wang, aren't you a big living person here? Why don't you want to see me so much?"
Hao Benfang's voice came from the door.
Mr. Wang's expression changed slightly when he saw Hao Benfang walking in from outside with a young man.
"Ahem."
Mr. Wang coughed twice and said to the front desk, "Here, please close the door."
The receptionist nodded and closed the door.
After the door closed, Mr. Wang said calmly, "Well, Mr. Hao, didn't I explain everything to you just now? We don't do your business."
"Mr. Wang, we have quite a friendship. I'm not happy that you treat me like this!"
Although he was almost rejected before, Hao Benfang still said with a smile.
This seems to be a reproach, but in fact it is more of a joke.
Mr. Wang's face fell and he said, "Old Hao, it's not that I don't want to do this business, I really don't dare to do it. If I offend Situ Hao, what do you want me to do in this business? I will go out to shoot commercials as a model in the future.
No, what should I do? If the TV station doesn’t broadcast my advertisement, what should I do?”
"Mr. Wang, is this our Mr. Zhao?"
Hao Benfang didn't seem to hear Mr. Wang's words. He pointed to Zhao Gangjun and said, "We, Mr. Zhao, will tell you personally."
"Mr. Zhao?"
Looking at Zhao Gangjun, who still had a childish look on his face, Mr. Wang glanced at Hao Benfang in confusion and said, "Who is this Mr. Zhao?"
"He is the big boss of our delicious food." Hao Benfang explained.
"Big boss? So small?" Mr. Wang was surprised.
"There seems to be no relationship between the size of the boss and his age, right? Mr. Wang."
Zhao Gangjun said with a smile.
"You are really young and promising..."
Mr. Wang calmed down the surprise in his heart, and then said, "Even if you are young and promising, I will never take your business. Mr. Zhao, let's work together again if we have the opportunity."