Who doesn’t want to make money after being reborn?

Chapter 383 Bah! What kind of big shot is he?
Mu Qiang is a normal phenomenon.

After all, who doesn't want to be able to master a little bit of the abilities of a strong person, thereby changing his embarrassing situation?
When Luo Hui discovered that the dinner place where Liang Xuanxi greeted him was a Japanese restaurant, he didn't realize that Bangzi admired Japanese culture so much. In terms of food, Bangzi was indeed not as good as Xiaoli.

This is the truth.

At the same time, he was also glad in his heart: Fortunately, the welcome dinner was at a Japanese restaurant. If he had prepared a table full of kimchi for himself... things would be embarrassing.

Except for Bangzi, who has never seen the world, who would eat side dishes as a big meal with nothing to do?

However, when the gloomy Japanese music played, Luo Hui realized that he might have thought things a little too simply.

Especially when he saw Yang Hyun-suk and a group of YG Entertainment executives intoxicated in underworld music and dance, he truly realized the profound and pervasive influence of Japanese culture on Bangzi.

What is good above will be replicated below.

Since the elite class admires Japanese culture so much, then the lives of ordinary people must be filled with Japanese elements everywhere.

Watching the babbling geisha performance, Luo Hui stood in a bored attitude, but his thoughts drifted into the distance.

He was interested in another topical figure - Wen Zaihu.

What I'm thinking about is turning the newly acquired YG Entertainment equity into cash flow when it's most convenient to cash it out, rather than continuing to hold the equity.

He felt as if he had flattered a horse's hooves, and hurriedly stopped the performance, sending the geisha and band invited at a high price to considerately arrange the next show: "It's not long, why don't we go to the nightclub owned by Li to inspect, and have a good time while doing it" ?”

Can't ask directly.

Across time and space.

There are as many young ladies as you want who can let go, and the communication is very in-depth.

Even if they go, they will still carefully examine the monetization capabilities and equity cash-out value of YG Entertainment’s nightclubs.

It seems a little disgusting.

"It's only around 6pm, and the nightclub hasn't opened yet, so why don't we just have a casual chat first." The underworld show was stopped, and Luo Hui suddenly became interested.

Yin Sang's rise to power was based on public opinion.

He is in no hurry to go to the nightclub.

Recall some of the details of the changes before rebirth.

But, it depends on who you play with.

This is also the story that came to mind when he discovered the admiration of Japanese culture among the Nanbang elite and the public.

However, this person is too sensitive.

Of course nightclubs are fun.

The green-painted old cucumber in front of him was obviously unreliable. Bao Buqi had already arranged a pinhole camera to film an action movie starring him.

They all went to the geisha performance, and Liang Xuanxi found that Luo Hui's mood never seemed to be very high, and he was not interested in the show he arranged.

in contrast.

"Rossang!"

To outsiders, he may seem like a lunatic, but in fact, he plays by the rules of the voting system, which directly pushes Nan Bang into an uncontrollable abyss.

He had to lead the conversation in a roundabout way, bring out the characters, and then use Yang Xuanxi's pretentious personality to complete the role of introducer.

"Oh, Luosang is not interested in geisha performances, but he is very interested in chatting with me!"

Yang Xuanxi didn't know why.

I was secretly impressed by my personal charm that was so charming that I couldn't bear to die. As I spoke, I stretched out my right index finger to lick the long hair that covered my eyes, and struck a pose that I thought would be popular with thousands of rich women.

"President Liang should have noticed that ByteDance's most important Internet platform, TT, actually follows the cultural product route. It pays the most attention to information about cultural products, especially in the field of music."

Luo Hui sees through it but doesn't say anything.

He suppressed his nausea and continued to bring up the topic.

"Cultural products?"

Yang Xuanxi was slightly stunned, obviously he had never thought that the butchery girl groups cultivated by his own company would be labeled with such a label.

However, he quickly came to his senses and nodded repeatedly with a smile: "Luo Sang is right. The power of art ignores national boundaries and points directly to people's hearts. It is a big killer that helps the TT platform surpass traditional Internet giants such as YouTube and Facebook." "Especially. It’s the “Looking for Blue Star Good Voice” program, it’s really awesome.”

"It's playing hot right now."

"According to data we obtained from relevant think tanks, this program has been played more than 10 billion times globally, breaking almost all video records."

"If possible, our YG Entertainment girl group members would also be willing to join this show."

"..."

You are said to be fat and you still have asthma?

What a joke.

How dare you, a bunch of meat sellers, even hope to get involved in art?
Seeing that the topic was about to go off track, Luo Hui hurriedly brought it back: "President Liang misunderstood. This program is mainly about folk music and has nothing to do with popular music."

"I want to talk about tomorrow's trip."

"Before coming to Seoul, I actually asked my girlfriend to help search the gravesite of Mr. Lu, the former commander of your country, and planned to find a suitable time to pay homage."

"But."

"After coming to Seoul, I suddenly realized that it would be rude to visit Mr. Lu so presumptuously."

“So I want to contact Mr. Lu’s family and pay homage to Mr. Lu with their company and witness.”

The influence of the former commander is so great?

Can it actually attract Waiguoren to pay tribute?

Hearing Luo Hui's request, Liang Xuanxi was surprised and suddenly felt a little proud in his heart.

As a member of the capital force, although he hated the former commander's actions that harmed the interests of capital, he also had simple feelings - the former commander was indeed a good person.

He is also a rare good leader.

It should be so influential.

Moreover, people are dead.

Why do you still care about what you did during your lifetime?

After being slightly stunned for a moment, Liang Xuanxi nodded decisively: "Don't worry, Luo Sang, Mr. Lu's family is very easy to contact. I will arrange for someone to contact them in the evening."

"President Liang has so many connections! I like Mr. Lu's governing philosophy very much, so I want to see if Mr. Lu's descendants have such charisma."

"Descendants? What a joke! What Luo Sang doesn't know is that Mr. Lu himself is deeply loved by the people of his country, but his family is... very bad. They don't deserve your courtesy."

"Is there no one in your country who will inherit Mr. Lu's legacy? What a pity!"

"Of course there is someone who will inherit Mr. Lu's legacy, not his family, but his good friend - Wen Zaihu."

"Who is Wen Zaihu?"

"Well... you can understand him as Mr. Lu's colleague and friend, the kind of like-minded person."

"President Liang not only has a wide network of contacts, but also has extensive knowledge. This is the first time I have heard of the name Wen Zaihu. I really want to see if he has Mr. Lu's style."

"What's so difficult about this?"

"Huh? President Liang doesn't know a big shot like Wen Zaihu, right?"

"Bah! What a big shot he is, I just recruited him."

"..."

Tired of heart!

It's simply a crime to talk to a guy like this who has an inferior IQ.

Things that could have been accomplished in a roundabout way had to be made openly.

Finally bringing the topic to the right track, Luo Hui tiredly asked again to meet Wen Zaihu.

(End of this chapter)