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Chapter 207 Wang Zhonglei Was Sold

"Boss, we're here."

As Wei Feng turned off the car, he turned to Chen Xiu and reminded her.

He hadn't worked as Chen Xiu's assistant for a long time, and revisiting the old days today, he felt very skilled at it.

Chen Xiu glanced out the car window, confirming that the place was the Cheng family banquet she had visited the day before, before calling Wei Feng to get out of the car together.

"Come on! I'll show you a play."

"Heh, boss, you still haven't told me why Ma Yun asked you to bring me along!"

"He wants to talk to me about collaborations in the arts and entertainment industry, and it would be best if we could connect him with a specific person. Isn't that you?"

"Oh, I see."

Wei Feng nodded and followed Chen Xiu into the Cheng family banquet hall.

During the short journey, Chen Xiu didn't forget to check in with Wei Feng about the work: "The Qin King's Battle Song is going to start filming early next month. How are the supporting actors' horseback riding skills coming along?"

"We've been in intensive training lately. The veteran actors are doing well, as most of them have prior experience with horseback riding. It's the younger actors who are learning more slowly and have some complaints."

"Hmph! I thought they were only bad at studying, but I didn't expect they were bad at physical things too. I'm issuing an ultimatum: anyone who can't learn to ride a horse within a week will be replaced!"

"it is good."

The two chatted all the way and finally stopped in front of a villa. Judging from the arrangement of the corner of the wall, this was the same courtyard where Chen Xiu and Ma Yun had met the day before.

Seeing the bodyguards and waiters waiting at the door, Chen Xiu was about to reveal his identity when they raised their hands in a gesture of invitation to enter.

Chen Xiu nodded slightly and led Wei Feng across the vermilion threshold. The table where they had tea yesterday was now laden with all sorts of delicacies. Behind them sat Ma Yun, who was all smiles, and Wang Zhonglei, who looked like he had a bitter gourd on his face.

Besides them, there was also a middle-aged man with a buzz cut, a dark, square face, and glasses who looked very robust.

"Boss, that person is Fan Luyuan, the executive director of Ali Pictures."

"Oh."

A knowing glint flashed in Chen Xiu's eyes as she thought: No wonder Ma Yun asked me to bring specific people to make contact; he really doesn't want to do any favors for nothing...

Thinking this, Chen Xiu walked towards the table: "Mr. Ma, I'm sorry, I'm late."

"Haha! No, no, you arrived 5 minutes early, and the dishes were just served and are still steaming hot."

Ma Yun laughed twice and got up to greet Chen Xiu.

This enthusiasm only made Wang Zhonglei's face turn even more bitter.

Watching Ma Yun and Chen Xiu shake hands and exchange pleasantries, Wang Zhonglei pursed his lips, his eyebrows seemingly furrowing into a circle.

He originally just wanted to use Meng Ziyi's agency contract to cause Chen Xiu a little trouble, to make her understand the rules of the entertainment industry, not to be so unconventional, and that everyone should go with the flow and do good projects together...

Little did they expect that before they could even make a move, Chen Xiu had already gone to fetch Ma Yun.

Then, I don't know what kind of spell this kid cast on Ma Yun, but he actually made Ma Yun say such nonsense as "No matter what Chen Xiu asks for, you can only say yes"!
Seeing Chen Xiu and Ma Yun approaching side by side, Wang Zhonglei pursed his lips, thinking that out of courtesy, he should also get up and take the initiative to greet them.

However, just as he awkwardly got up and was about to speak, Chen Xiu greeted him first.

"Mr. Wang, it's been a long time! You look great! Huayi has produced several films this year; you must be aiming for big success."

"cough."

A surge of anger welled up in Wang Zhonglei's chest, making him so angry that he couldn't speak.

This year, all five films produced by Huayi Brothers flopped at the box office, a fact known to everyone.

Chen Xiu, however, suggested a major undertaking, his mockery of Yin Yang couldn't be clearer.

To make matters worse, Wei Feng, who was standing behind Chen Xiu, suddenly chuckled, turning Wang Zhonglei's face a deep purplish-red, which made him glare fiercely at Wei Feng.

Chen Xiu's Yin-Yang technique amazed Ma Yun, who thought to himself: This kid can be so cunning, tsk, I can't afford to offend him in the future... Why do I have this worry?
Seeing that the atmosphere was already tense before the dinner even started, Fan Luyuan, who had been observing the situation, quickly tried to smooth things over.

"Mr. Chen is really joking. Huayi's big productions for this year haven't even started yet. Let's look forward to Director Feng's blockbuster instead."

This keen eye earned him an approving glance from Ma Yun.

Following a family tradition from Shandong, Fan Luyuan became even more proactive in enlivening the atmosphere after receiving praise from his superiors.

Chen Xiu glanced at Wang Zhonglei, who was forcing a smile, and then, at Ma Yun's invitation, took her seat.

Ma Yun returned to her seat and said to Chen Xiu, "President Wang, you already know him. Let me introduce you to a new friend. This is Fan Luyuan, the executive director of Ali Pictures. He will also have many collaborations with Datang Film and Television in the future."

"Hello, Chairman Fan."

Chen Xiu shook hands with Fan Luyuan, then placed her hand in front of Wei Feng: "This is Wei Feng, the deputy general manager of Datang Film and Television, who is mainly responsible for the company's film and television business."

Upon hearing this, Fan Luyuan shook hands with Wei Feng again.

"Hello, Mr. Wei."

"Hello."

"Come on, everyone, it's a rare occasion for us all to gather here today, let's have a toast first."

Ma Yun picked up a glass of baijiu and greeted everyone.

He enjoys drinking Maotai, especially aged Maotai, a preference that is no secret within the industry.

Today, on the table is a bottle of Maozi with a yellowed label. Chen Xiu drank a full cup and felt that it was less spicy than the regular version, but the aftertaste was incredibly mellow.

After finishing a glass of wine, Ma Yun, the organizer of the dinner, didn't waste any more words.

Following the agreement reached with Chen Xiu yesterday, he turned to Wang Zhonglei and gave him a gentle "order".

“Zhonglei! I heard from President Chen that there’s been some misunderstanding between you and him. President Chen is my friend, and you are my friend too. Let’s clear up any misunderstandings on the spot. Then you can go and pour him a drink and apologize, okay?” Hearing this, Wang Zhonglei felt a chill run down his spine.

He knew that Ma Yun was a two-faced man, and he also knew that their friendship was nothing more than an extension of mutual interests.

But to my surprise, after so many years of friendship, this smiling tiger showed absolutely no mercy, offering himself up as a sacrifice without the slightest hesitation...

Wang Zhonglei gave a bitter purse and turned to Chen Xiu: "President Chen, what's the plan? Just tell me!"

"Sure, then I'll get straight to the point. As for the agency contract, go call Yongle and terminate it unconditionally today."

"Huayi and Yongle only have a strategic partnership, how can I interfere with their internal management..."

"Mr. Ma, are there still any problems with your internal communication?"

Chen Xiu completely ignored Wang Zhonglei's excuses and treated Ma Yun like a trump card, ready to bombard him all the way.

Knowing that Ma Yun was being used as a jack-of-all-trades by Chen Xiu, she was dissatisfied but didn't want things to fall apart halfway. After all, the meeting had been set up, and there had to be a result.

"Zhong Lei, is there any need to use these platitudes?"

"Forehead……"

Looking at Ma Yun's face, which had lost its smile, Wang Zhonglei really wanted to ask: What benefits did you receive from him? Why are you protecting him so much!
However, this was something he could only think to himself. What Wang Zhonglei said aloud was, "Hehe, what Mr. Ma said is right. I'll call Mr. Cheng from Yongle later to discuss it."

"It's not about communication, it's about necessity."

Chen Xiu emphasized that he knew he was being somewhat aggressive.

However, the feud between the two sides has only deepened since the celebration party for "Detective Chinatown," the dispute over investment shares for "Wolf Warrior 2," and now the Meng Ziyi agency contract incident.

Wang Zhonglei is only temporarily yielding because of his relationship with Ma Yun, but he will definitely retaliate in the future.

Since there is no possibility of reconciliation, there is naturally no need to be mild in attitude.

Seeing Chen Xiu's arrogant demeanor, Wang Zhonglei wanted to slam his fist on the table and stand up, but after glancing at his side, he could only nod dejectedly.

“Okay, I will definitely persuade President Cheng to agree to terminate the contract.”

"Resolve it today."

"it is good."

"Then I'm fine."

Chen Xiu shrugged, unexpectedly and abruptly bringing this highly contentious negotiation to a close.

Wang Zhonglei stared at him blankly, feeling a sense of loss as if all the pressure had been instantly drained away.

At the same time, he also felt somewhat baffled, wondering why Chen Xiu would make such a fuss over a third-tier female celebrity.

Coming to his senses, Wang Zhonglei looked at Chen Xiu and thought: With your wealth and looks, what kind of female celebrity couldn't you find? You could just snap your fingers and pick any one you want, or wave your hand and change to a whole new batch. Is it really necessary to make such a fuss?
"Mr. Wang."

"what?"

Wang Zhonglei looked at Chen Xiu, who was playing with a wine glass, wondering what tricks he was up to.

"Is there something else you've forgotten?"

"what's up?"

"Pour the wine! I've already picked up the glass, you can't just walk ninety-nine steps and then give up all that work, can you?"

"Hmm~"

Wang Zhonglei's face turned pale and then red, and in the end he had no choice but to get up, pick up the decanter, and slowly fill Chen Xiu's wine glass.

"Hahaha! Okay, that's good!"

Ma Yun clapped his hands and laughed, looking to Chen Xiu on the left and Wang Zhonglei on the right, and said, "Let's all talk things out. President Chen, what about our cooperation?"

"No problem at all!"

Chen Xiu nodded to Ma Yun. Since they were using the other party as a bargaining chip, they had to keep their promises.

Anyway, it doesn't matter who Didi sells its shares to, the price will be the same, so he definitely won't lose out.

Listening to the shady deal between Chen Xiu and Ma Yun, Wang Zhonglei finally realized that he had been sold off as a bargaining chip!

He gritted his teeth, thinking that although he didn't dare to do anything to Ma Yun, he had to get some revenge on Chen Xiu...

"Come on, let's have another drink!"

Overjoyed at the successful deal, Ma Yun raised his glass once again, inviting everyone to drink together.

Wang Zhonglei stared intently at Chen Xiu, who was raising his glass. He wanted to say something, but he was worried that he would displease Ma Yun.

As he pondered, his gaze suddenly fell upon Wei Feng sitting next to Chen Xiu... The sneer from earlier resurfaced in Wang Zhonglei's mind.

"President Wei, I heard that you were just President Chen's assistant before, and it was only with President Chen's support that you became the producer of 'Detective Chinatown'. With a resume like yours, you shouldn't be able to sit at the same table with us for drinks, right?"

Wang Zhonglei, holding his wine glass, jokingly said, "I don't believe Ma Yun would have a problem with me because of Chen Xiu's assistant."

In fact, Ma Yun really had no objections.

The cooperation agreement with Didi has been reached, and he no longer needs to be used as a bargaining chip by Chen Xiu. He is also very curious to see how Chen Xiu will deal with this kind of difficult situation.

Wei Feng, who became the focus of the banquet and was questioned by Wang Zhonglei to his face, froze on the spot with his wine glass in hand.

Just as Wei Feng was wondering how to answer, a hand suddenly landed on the back of his hand...

(End of this chapter)