"Hello?? Dad..." Although Lin Jiu said he was embarrassed, he had no intention of going out to answer the phone.
He just sat in his seat, holding up his cell phone, and answered the call.
Brother Squidward looked at him with a disgusted expression. Sure enough, he is still a little kid. He is already so old and is still being controlled by his father. He talks about chairman and manager. They are probably the positions his father arranged for him.
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"Well, I'm having dinner with Brother Mu, as well as the director, assistant director, etc. of the crew." Lin Jiu said loudly to the phone: "Isn't it just about to wrap up today? Let's celebrate together. It just so happens that our film
The investors of the show are also here today, so they’ll treat our crew to dinner.”
Humph, the brat is quite self-aware and knows that this meal is his invitation.
Squidward adjusted his shirt with satisfaction and sat in his seat with a slumped belly.
"Yes, it's Mr. Zhang from Zhang's Steel, the one I mentioned to you before." Lin Jiu continued towards the phone: "Yes, yes, the one who casually changes the script, yes, yes, he forcibly changes the comedy
The one that was changed into a tragedy.”
"..."
After hearing this, Squidward's expression changed instantly.
"Ah?? You want to talk to Mr. Zhang?? This... is not good..." Lin Jiu glanced at Brother Squidward secretly with his small eyes as he spoke, then covered the microphone and deliberately used the words of everyone in the audience.
An audible voice said: "I think Mr. Zhang seems to be in a bad mood..."
"Oh...I know, then let me give him the phone for you." Lin Jiu listened to the voice on the phone, nodded, then stood up, handed his phone to Brother Squidward and said: "Zhang
Sir, I'm sorry, but my father has to say a few words to you."
Squidward's face was livid, and his face was filled with anger. He glanced at the mobile phone in Lin Jiu's hand with disdain, and said in a cold voice: "Who is your father? Why should I talk to him? Who do you think he is?
Can you all talk to me??”
"Oh." Lin Jiu retracted his hand holding the phone and said towards the phone: "Dad, I don't want to talk to you."
"Oh...oh...I know." Lin Jiu nodded, then raised his head and said apologetically to Brother Squidward: "I'm sorry, my dad insists on talking to you. He said that if you don't talk to him,
If so, he won’t want this year’s 5,000-ton steel order.”
"What!?" Brother Squidward was already thinking, he raised his head and glanced at Lin Jiu, and asked with a hint of bad premonition in his voice: "Your father is...??"
"Lin Tiandong." Lin Jiu said with a smile.
What the fuck!!?
That Lin Tiandong from the Lin Group!?
The leader in the home improvement industry!? The big boss with a net worth of tens of billions!?
Damn it, that’s their big customer of Zhang’s Steel!!
Brother Squidward dared to take over and hurriedly took the phone from Lin Jiu's hand, and then said to the phone with a smile on his face: "Hey, Mr. Lin, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you who called me. You know
If it were you, how could I not answer your call... Hahaha, were you joking just now? You were joking with your son. Don't take it seriously. You must not take our five thousand tons of steel order.
