A certain private room on a certain floor of a certain club...
Xie Zhifei sat there quietly drinking coffee.
He was wearing a high-collar windbreaker, which was hanging on the coat rack. His hat was still hanging there, and his sunglasses were still placed in front of him.
Nowadays, everyone is shouting to beat him.
There are still many people who criticize him online.
Although he is not a big star, he still subconsciously covers his face when he goes out.
He always feels like someone is pointing fingers at him.
But this is no longer important to him.
In the past two days, he had been thinking about Tang Xiaobao's conditions.
The conditions offered by Tang Xiaobao were too tempting, and their appeal to him was unparalleled.
What's the use of making more money?
What's the use of being famous?
Nothing is as important as a happy family.
He also worked very hard to pursue Zhang Lan back then.
But when he knew that both he and Zhang Lan had physical problems, he despaired. He regarded making money as the first pleasure and motivation for living, and the second pleasure was torturing Zhang Lan, from which he could find pleasure.
He has been in pain for many years.
Many times in his dreams, he would suddenly wake up in a cold sweat, and then feel desperate during the long night.
In front of others, he is bright and beautiful, but who knows how painful he is in his heart.
For a man, for a successful man, having no offspring is definitely the greatest sorrow and pain.
This has a great relationship with the traditional philosophy of China.
He is not a saint, and cannot be as free and easy as some people. Of course he wants to have a son, not an adopted one, but one of his own flesh and blood.
Otherwise, no matter how much wealth you have, who will you leave it to?
Otherwise, you will be so lonely when you are old.
He didn't know when Zhang Lan would break out and leave him.
That sense of crisis made his heart extremely contradictory, which eventually led to the split of his personality.
Finally, there is hope now.
Just yesterday, he took Zhang Lan to the hospital.
The result of the examination was that Zhang Lan had no health problems at all and was suitable for pregnancy.
At that moment, the two of them were so excited that they almost held their heads in pain.
Years of long-cherished wish finally come true.
Although his health is not yet good, this at least gives them hope.
Once the two discuss it, they must take action as soon as possible.
So, today, Xie Zhilong made an appointment with friends here.
He is a very important friend, and his normal relationship is average, but at this moment, he can't care so much.
Boom, boom, boom.
Someone knocked on the door.
Xie Zhilong straightened up and adjusted his collar. He felt a little excited, but he tried his best to appear calm and composed.
"Please come in."
The door opened, and the waiter led a man in his fifties in.
"Mr. Xie, Mr. Wei is here."
Nodding, Xie Zhilong smiled and said: "Old Wei, come in quickly."
He stood up to greet him.
Wei Quan was a little surprised.
They were also shareholders of Minghu Culture, and they were only casual acquaintances. He did not expect that Xie Zhilong would actually call him and invite him out for tea, nor did he expect that Xie Zhilong could remain calm under such public opinion.
In Minghu Culture, Xie Zhilong is the second largest shareholder. Apart from Hu Zongming, he can be regarded as one person below ten thousand people.
Wei Quan, on the other hand, only holds 5% of the company's shares and is a minority shareholder.
He sat down and said with a smile: "Mr. Xie is so elegant, he is actually in the mood to drink tea here."
It could be heard that he looked down upon Xie Zhilong.
Now that Xie Zhilong has been scolded as shit on the Internet, Wei Quan was affected, but after he said this, he regretted it a little.
Bi Yin, they are all in the circle, businessmen, no one wants to make enemies for no reason.
What's more, Xie Zhilong's net worth is over one billion. He is a truly rich man. Even if he is incomparable to people like Tang Xiaobao and Zhao Haiyang, in the eyes of the latter, he is just a weak ant.
You can strangle him to death many times with your hands, but in the eyes of ordinary people, he is also rich and powerful.
But to Wei Quan's surprise, Xie Zhilong was not angry at all.
"Old Wei, I know that people on the Internet are scolding me, but if you think about this kind of thing carefully, you can understand it. I am not trying to hurt Mr. Hu. I am just a winner and a loser. My family has
You ladies are really too stupid, you just took things a little further, that's all. If you think about it from another angle, I'm not wrong, right?" Xie Zhilong said.
Wei Quan quickly echoed: "Yes, yes, in fact, you are being righteous. Everyone in the circle knows that you and Hu Zong are sworn brothers, as close as real brothers. You are helping him stand out. Don't think of those on the Internet."
Rumors are taken too seriously. People nowadays are full of food. In the information age, most young people today are dissatisfied with society, so they like to find a platform to vent. It’s all bullshit. Don’t pay attention to it.
them."
"I didn't pay attention to them. It doesn't hurt to scold them anyway, right? I'm still living well. They scolded me to death for not seeing me. Let's drink tea. I still make dates with friends when I should. They can't do anything to me either.
,Ha ha."
Xie Zhilong behaved very openly.
Wei Quan gave a thumbs up: "I will thank you for your courage."
"Come, drink tea."
Drink tea, chat, and talk about some gossip in the circle.
After a while, Wei Quan couldn't bear it any longer and asked, "Mr. Xie, if you invite me here today, it's not just for tea, right?"
Xie Zhilong smiled and said: "Old Wei, we usually neglect communication. No, I just had nothing to do, and suddenly I thought of you. I asked you to come out for tea. Is there no problem?"
"Mr. Xie, forget it. If you have anything to say, just tell me."
Since Wei Quan had already spoken, he simply stopped wasting time and asked directly.
"I heard that you've been having a bit of a rough time lately. You've been cast in two movies, but both of them were rejected?" Xie Zhilong asked.
Wei Quan's face suddenly darkened.
"Lao Xie, are you here to laugh at me?"
"Are you just joking? Am I that kind of person?" Xie Zhilong said, "I don't treat you as a friend. Why are you still angry?"
Wei Quan sighed, took a sip of tea, and said: "I can't understand this circle more and more now. I don't know if it's a bad year this year. Anyway, I lose whatever I invest in. I lose money when I invest in movies, and I lose money when I buy stocks."
I’ll also lose money, hey.”
"It's hard to make money these days. It's been more than half a century since the founding of China, and several golden nodes for making money have passed. You have to be cautious when investing." Xie Zhilong also lamented.
Wei Quan said: "Yeah, I have no interest in the entertainment industry now. By the way, there are a few old friends who are mining and asked me to go and have a look. I went to see them a few days ago. They were there.
It’s called making money. I complained all kinds of things. At first they didn’t believe it, but finally they believed it. After some discussion, they asked me to join them. Let’s make money together.”
"This is a good thing. I heard that this business is quite profitable and the money comes in quickly." Xie Zhilong looked interested.