money player

It is unlikely that there will be any problems with the accounts of Friendship Company. Not only is Jiujiuge in charge of the accounts, but there is also someone watching Michelle. If there was any problem, Michelle should have contacted him long ago.

After looking at the large amounts of income and expenditure, Xiao Liushui only took a cursory look at it, especially the accounts of the crew. He just picked out one and passed it by. Since the account was not too expensive, there was no need to go into details.

There is no way there is no trick in the crew's accounts. It's just a few small things. It's enough to know who got the money. Not giving the people below the pleasure of stealing and the sense of superiority of occupying the high ground with their intelligence will affect the normal operation of the company.

What did Zheng Banqiao say? You can't be too smart when you need to be stupid.

After checking the accounts in less than an hour, Xian Yaowen asked Li Wentao to go out. He took out the newspaper and waited for the next person to knock on the door.

He called his office assistant Maggie yesterday to tell her to clean the office, and also called his secretary Wu Wanfang who was sitting at the office door. People with sharp eyes should have known that he would come today.

The first person to come was Liu Wanqing, holding a stack of folders.

He put it on the table and said, "You have been away all the time. Many documents cannot be filed because they lack your signature. Please sign them quickly."

"I'll take a look now." Xian Yaowen prepared his pen and picked up a document to read. "Just say whatever you want to say. I'll listen while I read it."

Liu Wanqing sat down opposite him, sorted out her thoughts and said, "I have already handed over the work of Friendship Department Store, and I have informed all the important customers. They will go to Manager Zhong if they have any problems in the future."

“Has progress slowed down?”

"No, everything went well."

“Have you had any work-related injuries in the past two months?”

"Three people reported it. One had his head smashed, one had his foot pierced, and one had a sprained waist. No one died."

"The one that broke his head opened?"

"I didn't open it. I just used my helmet as a fan during my break. Who knew I would be hit by the broken bricks? After this incident, I strengthened safety management. If anyone is found using a helmet as a stool, they will be deducted three days' wages."

"The weather is getting hot again, so keep a little Ten Drops of Water on hand at the construction site."

"Ten drops of water are hard to buy, why not prepare Tiger Balm like last year?"

Xian Yaowen signed the document he had read and took a new document. "The family may produce Ten Drops of Water, and we will start with OEM and OEM in the mainland."

“Is the trademark ready?”

"not yet."

“Tear off the label and send it to the construction site?”

Xian Yaowen raised his head and glanced at Liu Wanqing, then chuckled and said, "That's a good idea. You can handle this matter, and then stop intervening in the affairs of Friendship Mall. Continue."

"The Shanghai Tower is only a few deals away from attracting investors. The results will be out in half a month at most. I have already drafted my resignation letter. Can I bring it to you for your signature now?"

"Here, take it. I'll approve three extra months' salary for you. If the company needs you later, you'll have to come. The commission from Shanghai Tower will wait. I'll pay you within two months, June or July."

"Are you still afraid that I will collude with others and steal from the company?" Liu Wanqing said with a smile.

“Yes, that’s what the company is considering.”

Liu Wanqing curled her lips, "I'm about to resign, and you're still acting so ruthless."

"Wherever the phrase 'rules are dead, people are alive' appears, it can be basically determined that the rules of this place are empty shells. People are very flexible and know how to give special treatment and handle special matters specially. There is no standard for enforcing the rules, and it all depends on how the supervisors interpret the ideas of the leaders.

Ten points of wisdom, seven points of flattery, two points of bullying, and only one point of doing things. Once the leader is replaced, this place is basically half a foot in the coffin, and the other half is dragging on the ground, and it is only a matter of time before it dies. "

"Is it that serious?" Liu Wanqing said disapprovingly.

"If you look through history books, you will find that in the five thousand years of Chinese history, in which dynasty did ordinary people have enough food for three consecutive generations? Every seventy years, a war would interrupt the accumulation of generations, and even if a family managed to survive, it would have to start all over again.

Why is this?

Are all the responsibilities placed on natural disasters?
The emergence of Bao Zheng in the Song Dynasty and Hai Rui in the Ming Dynasty were blessings for the people of both dynasties?

A good warrior has no great achievements. Without darkness, why would we look forward to the dawn of light, and how could there be a great master in heaven?

Bao Zheng sat in front of the street in Luzhou, counting copper coins with his wife. It was almost the Dragon Boat Festival, and many people were buying glutinous rice dumplings. They made a little more money today. My son Bao Shou was craving for mutton, so I'll cut him 5 jin 6 liang 7 qian of mutton when the stall is closed to satisfy his craving.

Liu Wanqing said thoughtfully: "Are you talking about the rules?"

"There is no order without rules. Bad rules are better than no rules. Wolves eat sheep, and shepherds also eat sheep. Why can shepherds corral sheep, but wolves can't?" After signing a new document, Xian Yaowen raised his head again, "Anything else?"

Liu Wanqing said dully, "No."

"You leave first. I'll have Wanfang notify you to pick it up after the document is signed."

"it is good."

After Liu Wanqing left, the office remained quiet for a quarter of an hour. Then, the door was knocked open and Gu Wei stood opposite Xian Yaowen.

"General Manager, I was wrong."

Xian Yaowen looked at Gu Wei's whole body, and then said in a calm voice: "You came too early, and you came too late. The basic salary the company gave you is still too high, otherwise you should have been 'poor to the point of burning, without food to eat'. Maybe after a few days of starvation, your brain will open up."

As he spoke, Xian Yaowen's eyes stopped at Gu Wei's chest. "You fell into my hands. I wanted to make an example of you, but you didn't cooperate. And I couldn't bear to see you wasting your time."

Pointing to the reception chair opposite, "Sit here for a quarter of an hour, tear the buttons of your cheongsam by yourself and you can leave. Starting from this afternoon, the company will arrange work for you."

Gu Wei subconsciously lowered her head to glance at the button on her left collarbone, and immediately understood Xian Yaowen's intention. He wanted others to think that she had been raped, so that the company's punishment would be lifted.

"This……"

Seeing the liver-colored color, Xian Yaowen knew that Gu Wei understood, so he lowered his head and continued to read the document.

"General Manager, I..."

Xian Yaowen ignored it.

A quarter of an hour later, Gu Wei left, with two buttons torn, one hand covering her collar, her eyes filled with grievance and forbearance.

The acting is pretty good.

"Wanfang, come in for a moment."

Xian Yaowen released the call button, and Wu Wanfang suddenly opened the door and said, "General Manager."

Her eyes quickly scanned the office and then she was confused.

"Let them in in twenty minutes."

"Yes."

Wu Wanfang returned to her workstation, her hands on the typewriter keyboard, and recalled that she had not heard any noise in the office in the past ten minutes, nor did she see the general manager or the office become messy. How could Gu Wei become like that?
I can’t figure it out, I really can’t figure it out.

After the cooling-off period, Liu Qi entered the office.

At this time, Xian Yaowen had finished reading the documents and could concentrate on talking to her.

Liu Qi was still as calm and composed as ever. She was not interested in the reception chair and sat directly on Xian Yaowen's thighs, hooking her hands around his neck, her nose twitching as she sniffed the masculine scent.

“I haven’t worked for a week.”

"Are you short of money?" Xian Yaowen placed his hand on Liu Qi's lower back and rubbed it gently.

"No, I just want to earn more."

"If you want to make money by making erotic films, there are jobs available every day as long as you want."

Liu Qi showed disdain on his face, "Whoever wants to take pictures can do so, I can't earn that money."

"I will sign the document for Zhang Zhongwen's salary increase later. By next month, she will get at least 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a month." Xian Yaowen's hand slid down and placed on Liu Qi's thigh. "If she works harder, 50,000 or 60,000 yuan is possible."

"I'm not jealous of her." Liu Qi put both hands on Xian Yaowen's neck and said coquettishly, "Please help me arrange a few more plays. I've been eating very light meals these days."

Xian Yaowen gently stroked Liu Qi's thigh, "It's no use for you to act like a spoiled child. You know the company's current rules. For each project, we choose the most suitable and most box office-worthy actors. The success or failure of a project affects the interests of everyone. Even I can't force a role on anyone."

"Don't give me the runaround. I know you wrote most of the company's script outlines. You just need to tailor a few script outlines for me."

"Tailor-made, and a few more." Xian Yaowen exerted force on his hand and grabbed a piece of soft meat, "You are really not greedy at all."

Liu Qi's eyes widened as he asked, "Will you write it or not?"

"Oh, you're threatening me now because you can't act like a spoiled child anymore? I want to hear what you can threaten me with."

Liu Qi joked: "I don't know why you let Gu Wei act, but I can tell at a glance that she is acting. If you don't write it, I will tell others that she is acting."

Xian Yaowen said happily: "You can go and try and see how many people will believe you. People are still willing to believe what I did to Gu Wei. By tomorrow, there will be many versions of how I took off Gu Wei's clothes and in what positions."

Liu Qi said jokingly, "You knew this, so why did you let Gu Wei act?"

"You wouldn't guess?"

"Killing a chicken to scare the monkeys. I didn't expect you to kill a chicken like this. You don't want other female artists in the company to throw themselves at you, do you?"

"Am I such a person?" Xian Yaowen chuckled and said, "If someone is interested, I will take the initiative, just like you. Gu Wei has the potential to become a major player in Lang Lang Records. I don't want her to waste her time, so I have to take a risky move."

"I don't think she will appreciate your kindness. It would be better to give her some more time to deal with it."

"I'm very busy outside and can't come to the company often. I'll do it this time if I can. If I put it off any longer, I might not be able to take care of it."

"I think you are cruel enough to sacrifice your reputation for her."

"Without this incident, my reputation wouldn't be much better." Xian Yaowen retracted his hand and waved it, "Let's not talk about this. I'll keep the script outline in mind and write one for you when I think of something suitable..."

Baji, Liu Qi kissed Xian Yaowen on the cheek, "You are so nice."

Xian Yaowen wiped his face and pouted at the red on his fingertips, "If I hadn't noticed, my reputation would have been ruined by you."

Liu Qi burst into laughter. "I don't mind, so why do you mind?"

Pulling a piece of paper from the table and wiping his cheek, Xian Yaowen said slowly: "Are you still with Hongbo?"

"We separated early."

"Found a new one?"

"No, I've been waiting for you."

"Do you know how far Li Mei and Hong Bo have come?"

Liu Qi shook his head. "I'm not sure about the details. I met them on the street about 20 days ago. They were sitting in a rickshaw, talking and laughing."

"Oh." Xian Yaowen pondered for a moment, "She's still too young. I originally wanted to let her train for a while before promoting her to a core management position in the company. It seems like I need to observe her for a while longer."

"Are you too partial to Li Mei?" Liu Qi said sourly.

"There's no private relationship between her and me, so how can I be biased?" Xian Yaowen patted Liu Qi on the waist and said, "Sit over there."

"Oh."

After Liu Qi sat in the reception chair, Xian Yaowen continued, "Li Mei has been to college and has a wide range of knowledge. She has the potential to be a manager. But women have a common problem of being easily emotional and sentimental. She seems to be no exception. It would be great if she could be like you."

"How am I doing?"

"The purpose is clear, to gain benefits from men."

Liu Qi pouted and said, "Is this the image of me in your mind?"

"Yes." Xian Yaowen nodded, "But I don't think it's a bad thing for you to do this, especially when our interests are aligned. You are an artist of the company. From a public perspective, I hope you can become famous and make more money for the company. From a private perspective, we are better off. And there is no telling if things won't get better in the future. Naturally, I hope your life can be better."

"Then why don't you help me write a few more script outlines?"

"Your acting skills are among the best among the actresses in the company. I am optimistic about your future achievements, but you need to slowly settle down and shoot one play after another. Don't think about getting rich overnight. If you need money, tell Yingying and ask her to help you arrange more activities."

"Sister Lan's mind is all on Zhang Zhongwen, so how can she care about me?"

"If you keep being sour, I'll slap you twice. The company arranged a villa for you to live in, and I gave you a car to push you forward. You just stop filming one movie, and you still dare to complain that I don't give you a chance."

Liu Qi lowered his head and said, "I don't want to make a pornographic film."

"I didn't force you to take the photo, but you should know your limits. If you want to talk about partiality, I have always been partial to you. Stop trying to press on and be more restrained."

"It's up to you."

"Wow, it turns out you are also an old neighbor from the old city. I almost forgot about it. Well, we are all from the old city, so we treat all the harsh words as sesame paste mixed with sugar, just to fool people."

Liu Qi chuckled and said, "Li Mei and I have no grudge against each other at all, so don't try to give me an excuse."

"Okay, let's stop here for your business. I heard that Manager Yuan lost control and was taken down by Sima Yin?"

"Manager Yuan is not as skilled as you are. He was caught by Sima Yin. He made a fuss a few days ago, but he has quietly sneaked into the crew these days."

Xian Yaowen chuckled and said, "Scholars are weak all over, but they are tough in words. It's good that they encounter a difficult thing first, so that they won't be at a loss in the future."

Liu Qi asked in surprise: "Aren't you going to reprimand Manager Yuan?"

"Why do you want to scold him?" Xian Yaowen stood up. "He is surrounded by flowers. It is inhumane to ask him not to get a single leaf on him. Have you driven yet?"

"It's open, you want to go out?"

"I am busy."

Yik Yam Street, Happy Valley.

This is Hong Kong's traditional high-end residential area, with many western-style buildings with elevators, and some old people from the Qing Dynasty live here.

Yiyin Building, a high-end apartment building on Yiyin Street, was built in the 500s and has high rents, ranging from 800 to yuan per month.

Xian Yaowen entered the building and took the elevator straight to the fifth floor.

After getting out of the elevator, I glanced at the room number, walked to a door and knocked gently.

After a while, the door was opened, and a tall, middle-aged man in a long gown came into view.

"Mr. Xian."

"Uncle Chen, is Miss Tang home?"

"My lady hasn't gotten up yet."

"I'll go in to find her so as not to make things difficult for you." Xian Yaowen said and looked at Xie Zhanran.

Xie Zhanran took out his pistol and pointed it at Uncle Chen, "Uncle Chen, don't be afraid, the safety is not on, let's go sit on the sofa."

Uncle Chen glanced at Xian Yaowen without saying anything, then took Xie Zhanran to the sofa.

Then, Xian Yaowen entered the house and closed the door gently.

Taking a look around the living room, I saw vases and porcelain placed everywhere, and a few paintings hanging on the wall. They looked very old, perhaps antiques.

Xian Yaowen walked to a piece of porcelain and looked at it for a few seconds. Unable to make out anything of its design, he walked towards the bedroom.

The bedroom door was closed but not locked and opened with a twist of the handle.

He stepped in, closed the door, and saw that the floor was carpeted. He took off his leather shoes and placed them by the door.

I walked over to the bed and looked down at the beautiful woman sleeping peacefully. She must have been very young twenty years ago.

After staring at the face for a few seconds, he sat down at the end of the bed and took out the newspaper from his pocket.

He had read three quarters of a newspaper when a sharp scream hit his back, "Who are you? Long-legged Chen, Long-legged Chen..."

Xian Yaowen put down the newspaper, turned around and looked behind him, "Hello, Miss Tang Yiying."

Tang Yiying searched Xian Yaowen's face twice with her sleepy eyes, "Xian, Xian Yaowen?"

"It's me." Xian Yaowen stood up and walked to the head of the bed, sitting next to Tang Yiying. He raised his hand to stroke her messy hair and said jokingly, "Ms. Tang, I've only seen your name in newspapers before. I've been to HKU a few times but never had the luck to meet you on campus. I originally thought you had washed away all the dross and become a role model, but I didn't expect that you have remained true to your original intention. University teacher is just your external packaging."

Tang Yiying leaned back, broke away from Xian Yaowen's hand, stretched to the left, picked up the cigarette box from the bedside table, lit a cigarette, moved her buttocks, and sat in a position where she could look Xian Yaowen in the eye naturally.

Slowly exhaling white mist, he said calmly: "Mr. Xian, you blocked me on the bed, don't you feel that you are being rude?"

Xian Yaowen picked up the ashtray from the bedside table and held it to where Tang Yiying flicked the ash. "I have a wife who is a few years younger than you. She is in her early forties. Not long ago, about two months ago, I took a bath with her in Paris, and suddenly I had the idea of ​​finding a woman around fifty years old as my lover."

He took the cigarette from Tang Yiying's fingers, flicked the ash and put it back, "Fifty-year-old women are basically elders to me, or aunts, or grandmothers. I always treat them with respect, and I have never tried to appreciate them from a woman's perspective. I am very curious and very moved.

Miss Tang is almost fifty, which meets my age requirement. I just needed to meet you, and I knew you hadn't gotten up yet, so I came to admire you, a beautiful woman emerging from the water."

Tang Yiying chuckled and said, "What would Mr. Xian think of me without makeup?"

"Perhaps because she has never given birth, Miss Tang looks at least fifteen years younger than her peers. She looks like a middle-aged woman in her prime, just right." Xian Yaowen's eyes wandered down Tang Yiying's face wantonly, "But, although she looks good, I don't know if she is still useful. Miss Tang was not idle when she was in her prime.

A few days ago, I was in Taipei. Once I went to visit Wang Youjia's house and happened to pass by Zhang Xueliang's mansion. I caught a glimpse of your old lover from afar.

What's even more coincidental is that my wife was a neighbor of Lu Xiaojia and his wife when they were in Shanghai, and my stepdaughter took Lu Xiaojia as her foster father, so Lu Xiaojia and I became relatives. The wives played cards, and we men drank tea and chatted, and we accidentally talked about Miss Tang. "

Another puff of white mist came out, and Tang Yiying taunted, "Is Mr. Xian planning to get even closer to Lu Xiaojia?"

"That depends on whether Miss Tang has neglected the maintenance of this old machine."

"Mr. Xian speaks very straightforwardly."

"You and I are both thousand-year-old foxes, so why bother playing Liao Zhai? I came to Hong Kong later than Miss Tang, but I was young and liked to make trouble. I didn't expect that I could make a name for myself. When I became interested in Miss Tang, I naturally got to know your background."

"I am just a weak woman, how can I know anything about you?" Tang Yiying remained calm and collected. "When are you going to explain your intentions, Mr. Xian?"

Xian Yaowen took off his suit and shirt and put them aside, took the cigarette from Tang Yiying's fingers and put it out in the ashtray, put the ashtray on the bedside table, lifted the silk quilt off Tang Yiying, picked her up, and walked towards the bathroom.

"Ruoyun is pregnant. Last night, I just indulged her and took good care of her, but I couldn't get enough of her. In the morning, I was teased by Xiao Yaoqing. I'm so angry that I need ginger to get rid of it."

Arriving at the bathroom door, Xian Yaowen stopped and said, "I am lustful but not lewd. I will not force a woman. You can ask me to let you go."

Tang Yiying stared into Xian Yaowen's eyes for a long time, then slowly closed her eyes, and a sigh welled up from the depths of her heart.

I pushed the door open and went in, and it took two hours to come out.

The two of them lay down on the bed naked. Tang Yiying nestled in Xian Yaowen's arms and lit a cigarette.

"After breaking up with Lu Xiaojia, I got together with another man in Shanghai, but we didn't stay together for long. Since coming to Hong Kong, only two men have come to me. One is you, and the other is..."

"Li Hong."

"Your man is really capable, and he was also found out."

"Li Hong is already within my sight. He will come from Macau to have dinner with me tomorrow."

"You look a lot like him."

"Not at all, we just happen to be half-Tang and half-Fan." Xian Yaowen gently stroked Tang Yiying's arm, "From now on, you will eat with me, I will help you pay the rent you owe, and come to Taipei with me in a few days."

“What are you going to do in Taipei?”

"Do your old business. My wife is collecting antiques in Taipei. It's her own business. You go over and help her. I'll ask her to give you a share."

Xian Yaowen learned from Lu Xiaojia that Tang Yiying and Pu Jie were husband and wife in name only and not in reality. They looked down on each other, so Tang Yiying later hooked up with Zhang Xueliang. Perhaps Pu Jie was just embarrassed and did not have much grudge in his heart.

In 1937, Pu Jie married嵯娥浩. Tang Yiying took the opportunity to take away a large number of antiques and paintings from Prince Chun's Palace. Later, she met Lu Xiaojia and accompanied Lu Xiaojia from his arrogance to his downfall. The two conspired to forge a list of the Palace Museum's collections and resell the cultural relics overseas.

After only a few strokes, the two men separated. Perhaps he felt ashamed and wanted to wash away the shame of his paintings and poems being discovered by Zhang Xueliang and retouched by someone else. He devoted himself to practicing for several years, and in 1949, he brought some cultural relics from the Forbidden City and the old collection of Prince Chun's Palace to Hong Kong.

Relying on the title of "Gege" and some connections with Zhang Xueliang, Lu Xiaojia and Du Yuesheng's old subordinates, she mingled with the upper class who had fled to Hong Kong, making a living by selling antiques, buying and selling to make a profit, and painting for the rich.

Because buyers repeatedly questioned the authenticity of the calligraphy and paintings she sold, her reputation became bad. By this year, few people would buy antiques from her. Without the bulk of her income, she could no longer maintain her extravagant lifestyle.

Fortunately, Li Hong suddenly became interested in antiques and asked her to help identify and purchase Qing Dynasty cultural relics that were scattered in Hong Kong and Macau. However, Li Hong was not generous and she could not make much money.

“Let me go to Taiwan?”

"Is there a problem?"

"I can't leave."

"You are just helping Li Hong to clean up the money he made from smuggling with antiques. Don't worry, you can leave." (End of this chapter)