Of course, Xie Qingyun knew Yang Jianxiong, who was the upstart in Longdu in recent months, and he had also participated in the welcoming banquet.
He was surprised that Ye Fan and Yang Jianxiong had an intersection, but soon became calmer again.
Although Yang Jianxiong has a high position and a powerful position, he has just entered Longdu and dared not use power to pressure him, a local tyrant.
Moreover, Yang Hongxing cherishes his feathers and will not allow Yang Jianxiong to do whatever he wants, so Xie Qingyun is not worried that Yang Jianxiong will suppress him.
Of course, the most important reason is that he thinks that Yang Jianxiong is a smart person and will not offend him, the father of entertainment, for Ye Fan.
Therefore, he poured another cup of tea and finished it slowly:
"Find out the boy's address and tell Mrs. Feng that it was the bullet he replaced that injured Feng Mimi."
"I will send a message to me to the entire entertainment industry and ban Tang Qiqi completely. Whoever praises her will be my enemy. "
"A turtle boy, relying on the police connection, Niu Kuang challenged me and didn't give him a warning. I don't know who the old man is."
Xie Qingyun gave an order in one breath: "So what about Yang Jianxiong? I don't have to be afraid of him."
Director Lei and the others hurriedly spoke respectfully: "I understand!"
At this moment, Ye Fan asked Liu Hanyan to send a group of young sisters back, and left them a phone number to ask them to find him if they have something to do.
And he took Tang Qiqi back to Jin Zhilin, and after treating the wound, Ye Fan walked out of the room.
He took out his cell phone and a message.
He doesn't mind giving a heavy blow to Xie Qingyun for a tough guy.
The next morning, Xie Qingyun got up early. For some reason, he didn't fall asleep all night and felt inexplicably uneasy.
He tried hard to recall that the matter was not accomplished when he fired Liu Hanyan and others, which made him have been smooth sailing for many years.
He looked at the time and then asked someone to bring breakfast. After eating, he took people to Xishan Group.
Although Xie Qingyun deliberately downplayed the prop gun incident last night, he still needed to investigate it so that he would not kill anyone next time.
Xie Qingyun had just summoned dozens of senior executives to have a meeting, and everyone's cell phones rang one after another.
"What? Yunyin Company is poaching our artists at a high price, and thirty-six artists are going to terminate the contract?"
"The shooting has spread. The cast members of "Young Marshal", "Genius", and "Master" refused to use gun props?"
"Feng Mimi is injured and the official intervention is involved. We need to inspect the major crews and film and television bases?"
"The Huo family in the Gangcheng wants to terminate the cooperation between the two sides' "Tang Dynasty City never sleeps"?"
"Six popular celebrities were taken away in tax evasion?"
"All the twelve online dramas that are being applied for have been rejected?"
"This Moon King's Zhonghai, Tiancheng, Gangcheng and Nanling concerts were all cancelled by local firefighting?"
"The major advertisers have also asked to break the contract?"
"Baihua Bank has made it clear that the funds at the end of the month will not be renewed?"
In just over a dozen minutes, the dozens of executives who were originally chatting and laughing all changed their faces and started shouting in disarray.
No wonder they are so panicked, bad news comes one by one, and each one can affect the group exhibition.
Xie Qingyun's hand holding the teacup was also stagnant. It was unprecedented that the entire group had so many accidents.
Could it be that Ye Fan made it?
Ye Fan is so capable?
Xie Qingyun was unwilling to believe it, but except for Ye Fan's harsh words last night, he had not offended anyone recently.
In the next ten minutes, another pile of bad news came. Not only did the group suffer a heavy blow, but the connections were cut off a lot.
Several big shots were dug up and Xie Qingyun was arrested.
And there was also black information coming out, saying that Xie Qingyun failed to chase a female star back then, so she used tricks to force her to the other party, which scared her too crazy.
In short, the reputation and interests of Xishan Group and Xie Qingyun have plummeted, making the rumors of Xie Qingyun having three actresses unreachable.
"Hmph, boy, I have some skills, but it's a pity that I'm not a vegetarian either."
A cold light flashed in Xie Qingyun's eyes, and then he got up after drinking the tea.
He asked several confidants to fully handle the crisis, but he returned to the chairman's office, opened the safe and took out a few calligraphy and paintings.
Then he sat and lengthened Lincoln to a building decorated with golden glass.
Golden building.
When the sun shines, it shines with golden light and is extremely brilliant.
But Xie Qingyun didn't appreciate it too much, so he greeted the security staff and the front desk, and then took the elevator to the 38th floor.
This floor is a sky garden, which not only has lush plants and flowers, but also has unobstructed scenery.
Will be the top.
In the middle of the empty garden, there was a large marble table, and behind it was a man in blue clothes.
Elegant manners and extraordinary temperament.
At this moment, he was writing on the chopping board with a brush.
The dragon and the phoenix dance, and the writing is powerful, and the "Preface to the Pavilion of Tengwang" written is very pleasing to the eye.
Xie Qingyun didn't say anything, but stood quietly beside him, motionless, waiting for the middle-aged man to finish writing.
It took about fifteen minutes before the middle-aged man stopped writing, and then wiped his hands with the hot towel brought by the servant.
"Qingyun, I'm interested. I just came back one night and you came to see me."
"It's just that your heart beats a little faster."
The middle-aged man spoke very politely, but he didn't look at Xie Qingyun, as if he was insignificant.
"I walked a little fast, so my heartbeats a little fast."
Xie Qingyun spoke respectfully: "By the way, Mr. Yuan, I have recently bought a few authentic works of Wang Xizhi and Tang Bohu, and I will take them over to you for a look."
The middle-aged man signaled him to put it next to him, but did not open it to see it, and said lightly: "My time is precious, and I have something to say."
"Mr. Yuan, I came here to ask for something, and I seemed to have provoked a big shot."
Xie Qingyun breathed a long breath and looked at the other party carefully: "Xishan Group is facing an unprecedented crisis."
"Crisis? What kind of crisis can there be?"
The middle-aged man refused to say anything: "When I am half dead, you may be in crisis. Now I am very powerful, who dares to trip you up?"
"He has something to do with Yang Jianxiong, but I was careless and forgot to check the other party's background last night."
Xie Qingyun's mouth was touched: "I just asked someone to find him information, and I guess it will be heard later."
"No need to say anything more, little people, meaningless."
When the middle-aged man heard Xie Qingyun looking for information, he knew that he was not from the Five Great Ones, and waved his hand impatiently.
He waved his hand and asked someone to take away the written "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng", and then took another piece of rice paper and wrote it.
Soon, a word appeared on the paper, with a sharp momentum and force penetrated the back of the paper.
"end!"
Then, he wrote his name again.
Yuan Huihuang.
"I'm very dissatisfied with taking it over and telling the person who is stumbled."
"I will not pursue this matter if he stops suppressing you immediately, and then pour tea and apologize for you to compensate for the losses."
"Otherwise, I will make him doomed."
Yuan Huihuang gave this word to Xie Qingyun very domineeringly: "Go."
Xie Qingyun was stunned, then was extremely happy: "Thank you Mr. Yuan!"
He picked up the word as if he had obtained a treasure, as excited as an imperial edict, and then bowed slightly to retreat...
At the same time, Ye Fan picked up his phone to answer, and Song Hongyan’s gentle voice came from his ears:
"The Feng Real Estate has a customer thanking the reception today, and the venue is Sheraton No. 3 Banquet Hall."
She smiled: "Now it probably started..."
"Very good, we can settle the score."
Ye Fan hung up the phone and then shouted to Zheng Junqing outside: