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Chapter Four hundred and twentieth or else, independent portal?

Zhou Shuai pushed up his newly bought glasses and suddenly felt a sigh of relief when he looked at the vastness in the distance.

When he was young, his dream was to become a well-known professional journalist.

A very powerful one.

At that time, he despised being a paparazzi.

What is paparazzi?

It's that kind of sneaky and obscene existence...

identity!

As a reporter, you must be upright, you must move forward courageously, and you must break the truth.

He felt that he would indeed become a breath of fresh air in the journalistic circle.

but……

After graduating from college and being severely beaten by society, he finally woke up and finally...

He discovered that being a paparazzi was actually pretty good.

He changed very quickly, and all the so-called reserve and face were completely thrown away.

Ever since he met Lu Yuan, Zhou Shuai found that he was getting farther and farther away from his previous dream, and even his final bottom line and persistence had been completely distorted by Lu Yuan.

Then……

Has he become the person he once hated the most?

but……

Seems quite comfortable?

"Reporter Zhou, is it okay to install a multi-directional camera like this?"

"Okay, you can see every detail."

"It won't be exposed, right?"

"Of course not. Who do you think I am? I am a skilled person."

"Well, yes, Reporter Zhou, your candid photography skills are excellent. I can trust you. Otherwise, I wouldn't invite you, right? Come on, Reporter Zhou, I'll treat you to a "Red Lan"."

"What's good about candid photography skills is good installation skills. Don't get me wrong. Also, Ayuan, we are also people with status now. Can you stop smoking the eight-yuan "Honglan"?"

"Feelings, do you understand this? What's more, eight yuan, the price of this cigarette has increased, it has risen to ten yuan."

"Okay, by the way, don't you smoke?"

"I quit..."

"Why does this cigarette smell weird?"

"Isn't it normal that the new version of "Red Blue" tastes weird?"

"That's right, after all, I can't go back to the past... I didn't expect that a smoker like you could quit smoking."

"Actually, I haven't stopped smoking, I just smoke less, and sometimes I get it..."

"Ayuan..."

"What's wrong?"

"I'm not happy at work in the company."

"Not happy?"

"Well... the editor-in-chief's brother-in-law came to the company. He looked lawless after coming to the company. Sometimes I really want to slap him."

"Then smoke. It will hurt the young man's health if he holds it in for too long."

"How old are you because of this? Besides, I don't want to work anymore?"

Zhou Shuai was very sad.

He squatted on a big rock outside the house.

Lu Yuan was also squatting together, but one was smoking and the other was not smoking.

Both of them looked into the distance. Zhou Shuai's slightly unflattering hairstyle was blown a little crooked by the wind, and he started coughing again after taking two puffs.

This smoke is very choking.

"Damn it, Ayuan, are you smoking expired cigarettes for me?" Zhou Shuai stared at Lu Yuan.

This guy has too many criminal records, and he has many tricks to deceive people.

This person...

Indescribable.

"Fart, I just bought it this morning, how could it be expired? I'm a man worth hundreds of millions now, why would I care about these ten yuan? Look at the cigarette box." Lu Yuan glared at Zhou Shuai, and then

He took out his cigarette case as if to prove his innocence.

"Oh..." Zhou Shuai looked at the production date inside the cigarette box doubtfully.

This cigarette is indeed not expired.

"It's because you smoked too many cigarettes. Now you can't get that taste from this kind of cigarette."

"That's right..." Zhou Shuai nodded and put out the cigarette butt, then exhaled and continued to look into the distance. "Damn, it's so frustrating. The more I think about that brother-in-law, the more I want to beat him..."

"Do you dare to resign?"

"Resign? Resign and I'll drink the northwest wind?"

"The Internet era is coming soon, do you understand what I mean?" Lu Yuan looked at Zhou Shuai, and suddenly there was a hint of deep meaning on his face.

"Internet era?" Zhou Shuai's pupils shrank, he seemed to have remembered something, "You mean starting your own business?"

"Um."

"I have no money..."

“What is the budget required?”

"It depends on the type. For a serious newspaper, it will cost at least 1 million to 30 million, and the procedures of the relevant departments are quite complicated. For an entire website online, it does not require much..."

"What about ready-made ones? For example... poor management or something, um, or acquiring a company that is about to go bankrupt..."

"You mean..." Zhou Shuai's eyes lit up, "Wait a minute, I know a lot about this... There are many people who are eager to get rid of it, but in terms of funds..."

"Reporter Zhou... I am very happy to help people." Lu Yuan suddenly laughed, "I will invest for you, you will take 30%, I will take 70%, and you will take part in all other activities..."

"What the hell, then I have to sing praises to you every day?" Zhou Shuai stared at Lu Yuan for a while and said, "What the hell, do you think your reputation on the Internet is too bad, so you want to clean it up?"

"

"Am I, Lu Yuan, such a person?"

"Otherwise? You're the kind of person who doesn't let the rabbit go before you... How can you do it without any advantage?" Zhou Shuai rolled his eyes at Lu Yuan, as if he had seen through Lu Yuan's heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.

"The newspaper office is doing well. If there is a chance in the future, I will find a way to cooperate with some fierce materials... and advertise."

"Sure...then it's decided."

"Well, by the way, do you want to change the name to "Remote" Express since it's being acquired?"

"If you don't want to change it, just change it to another brand..."

"Oh, okay."

Zhou Shuai nodded.

Set up your own business?

He looked into the distance, with a bit more fighting spirit in his eyes.

Although Lu Yuan is a bit cheated occasionally, he is definitely a wise man.

If there were wars in ancient times, he would also be the overlord who could conquer thousands of miles.

Zhou Shuai is not worried about his future or anything.

After all, the people who were hanging out with Lu Yuan have basically ascended to heaven. According to the usual practice, it is also their turn, right?

"Ayuan..."

"What?"

"Do you think we, a ragtag group of people, can form an empire in this era?" Zhou Shuai suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a bit sensational, and he also had an inexplicable feeling of great pride.

He saw the start of "remote" in his eyes.

He always remembered that last year, the door of the "remote" company could be broken down with just a kick, and the windows would occasionally allow ventilation.

It’s really...

Not even a leather bag company.

And Lu Yuan and Fatty Wei, these two people also look like a mob...

However, it was this kind of rabble that actually made the entertainment industry's attention and news. A year later, one became the Best Actor at the Hundred Flowers Awards, and the other won the Best Director...

Although "Yuanyuan" is still living in a small place like that, Zhou Shuai knows that Lu Yuan Hangcheng Development Zone spent nearly 200 million to buy two buildings and they are under renovation.

What does this mean?

It shows that Lu Yuan has been planning step by step to do something big, especially today when he proposed to himself that the entire newspaper office came out...

Zhou Shuai closed his eyes.

Some people's talent is not worthy of their ambition, and some people's ambition is not worthy of their talent.

And Lu Yuan has both.

When he thought of this, he suddenly felt that he had seen the prototype of an empire, and that he was an indelible hero in this empire...

Think about it this way.

The passion is already extremely strong.

"Empire, are you kidding... You think you are from ancient times, a rabble... That's you, not me... By the way, wash your face well, your eyes are full of shit..." Under the morning sun, Lu Yuan

He stood up, looked around the room, and shook his head speechlessly.

Is this guy thinking about something again?

"..."

Zhou Shuai suddenly felt that the middle-class feeling of the passionate atmosphere was gone.

Eye shit?

…………………………………………

Zhong Cheng is here.

Come at noon.

Of course, because the current time is very special, he naturally cannot come here in a big way. Instead, he carefully wears a mask and hat, wrapped up like a rice dumpling on a hot day.

The heat wave in Yinchuan was very poisonous, and Zhong Cheng couldn't bear the sun. He didn't want to do this for a moment.

But when I think about it, after I reach private cooperation with Lu Yuan, everything will be different.

He laughed.

Although Lu Yuan's "Yuanyuan" is still a handbag company that has been in decline, in fact, in Zhong Cheng's view, it is indeed a force that cannot be ignored.

Lu Yuan is indeed a good helper. If he is willing to cooperate with me sincerely, then he will definitely make waves in the future.

Xiao Zhang felt very uneasy.

After arriving in Yinchuan, Xiao Zhang suddenly felt like he was being stared at by a local snake.

But Xiao Zhang couldn't describe where this uneasiness came from.

In short, the closer he got to the crew of "Westward Journey", the more uncomfortable he felt.

Could it be that you feel this way because you are afraid of being exposed?

It seems right.

Xiao Zhang took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"Uncle Zhong."

"What's wrong?"

"How about... let's go back? I always have an uncomfortable feeling in my heart. Working with someone like Lu Yuan is really like dancing with wolves... He has the temperament of eating people without spitting out their bones. Even

I heard that the great Hollywood director James had to sign his contract..."

"I said there's no need to be afraid, and now that the arrow is on the string, I have to shoot. It's too late to retreat now."

"Uncle Zhong, I will keep an eye on Lu Yuan from the side. If Lu Yuan really wants to sign a contract with us, we can't sign it, absolutely not!" Xiao Zhang narrowed his eyes.

"I have been in the entertainment industry for so many years. I understand. What are you worried about? Are you worried that Lu Yuan will be exposed? What benefits will it bring to him if he is exposed? It is better to cooperate with us than with Shen Lianjie..."

"That's right, but..."

"I said, he is neither a tiger nor a wolf. I have been ups and downs in the entertainment industry for so many years. If he is a dragon, he has to be coiled up for me, and if he is a tiger, he has to lie down..." Zhong Cheng laughed.

He smiled evilly, as if he had everything under control.

Xiao Zhang looked at the crew's room in the distance in silence.

In the end nothing was said.

More than ten minutes later, the two of them knocked on Lu Yuan's house...

"It's... a clock..."

"Shh."

"I understand, I understand, come in quickly, don't be seen."

"Uh-huh."

"Uncle Zhong, please sit down..."

"good."

Zhong Cheng met Lu Yuan.

His face was full of enthusiasm, as if seeing him was like seeing the God of Wealth.

Zhong Cheng laughed.

Yes!

I am indeed his God of Wealth.

This is correct.


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