Business reform, good horse's return

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"Director Wu is really busy."

In the coffee shop, sitting opposite Wang Zuxian, he was plump and slutty, dressed like a body in a system style, picked up the coffee in a porcelain cup and took a sip. His nude nails covered his desires.

Only she herself knew that the little tips on her body - the slightly conservative dress hidden secrets, the silk in her pants was free from being stripped off, and Teacher Ding was also embedded in it.

"Lord...well...what if he has a good attitude toward people."

The big waves of Goryeo, with a red letter clip, a black long legs, almost blurted out, but her eyes were almost thickened...

Wu Xiaozu answered four or five calls while having a cup of coffee.

Most of them are trivial matters.

But sometimes he often needs to make a decision in an urgent manner - managers are definitely not leaving behind. On the contrary, many small details can see many problems, especially as companies get bigger and bigger, and diseases of large companies emerge.

‘Some business can’t survive anymore, and there are still people playing basketball on weekends!’

Obviously, on the road of capitalists, Wu Xiaozu was gifted and learned without a teacher.

No company can always be young, but you can always find younger companies.

Wu Xiaozu knew some of the issues reported by the secretariat about the company's internal problems, and at the same time, he also understood the big-breasted brother, so the company's "think tank" was also actively giving suggestions and proposals.

"My main task in the second half of the year is to catch the company's corruption problem, and we will slap the tigers and flies together."

On the phone, a sound of Fei Cheng being neither anxious nor slow came.

Wu Xiaozu leaned on the outdoor rattan chair and drank slowly with coffee without interrupting, and continued to listen to the other party's "report".

"The company's development is now on track in a big stage, and we are also facing huge changes. At this time, I think it is better to eliminate the black sheep, which is more conducive to the company's development. That's what I think..."

Fei Cheng expressed some of his opinions and ideas on the phone. He called Wu Xiaozu today to make an announcement.

Small things hold big meetings, big things hold small meetings, and really important things are basically not held. It is naturally impossible to make it clear on the phone, but it is necessary to say hello in advance, communicate, change opinions, and make drafts.

"Take advantage of this opportunity to complete the transition, on the one hand, I can take action without much worry, and I can also let them relax their vigilance, thinking that it is the new official who takes office for three reasons. On the other hand, it is to retain Brother Yao's reputation.

If I don’t do it, I’m afraid it will be difficult for others to implement the intensity of their efforts. Nowadays, it is too bloated..."

"Since you have a plan, then do it."

Wu Xiaozu took a sip of coffee slowly, looked at the streets where cars came and went, and reminded him: "But you can't be too hasty. Since you have done it, then do it well and don't make it into a piece of rice.

I'll give you an opinion, just do things and don't speak. Don't promote it. If you guide too much, that's the follow-up. Do the real things in the early stage. Do more and say less."

"Okay." Fei Cheng responded.

What he wanted to do was actually very similar to what "Yongzheng" wanted to do. In history, if it weren't for Yongzheng, the Qing Dynasty might have been destroyed long ago.

The group is naturally not that far.

But it's similar. Fei Cheng is going to play a white-faced character... As for whether he is making big moves or cooking at a low price, that's a method, not a methodology.

Meanwhile, at a high-end restaurant in Manhattan, New York, Harvey rudely cut the meat on the plate with a knife and fork. The crunching sound seemed very vulgar, but no one came to stop it.

Even the young man in front of him took the initiative to help pour red wine.

"Steven, I'm frank, your current situation is probably not as good as I said."

Steven Soderbergh.

The young director Wu Xiaozu discovered and supported the international film industry with one hand.

Now he is somewhat "barren".

In recent years, not only have many of his films been disappointing, but the reputation of the movie has continued to decline.

Both art and business collapsed, which led to his situation in the "infinite glory" state of his back then.

This precocious director who was hailed as the "Hollywood Golden Boy" by the Hollywood Circle at the age of 26 has now felt a bit like being in the crowd. "Kafka" and "King of the Hill" have been losing streaks...

...Make him dim and dim.

Compared to Wu Xiaozu's accumulation and hard work, he is a widow who is worse than every year during the Chinese New Year.

"I just hope you can help me, and I believe it will bring you a good reward. Just like "Sex, Lies and Video Tapes", we can achieve a win-win situation. Hey, Harvey, Come On—" Shi

Tseven Soderbergh drew big pie to Harvey, hoping that the other party could help him get out of the predicament.

"NO~NO~Steven, I don't know what others think, but I was a participant back then. You should understand that you only accounted for a small part of the success of that drama..."

Harvey pinched the tip of his little finger and sarcastically said, "The editing of the whole movie and the re-narrative later are all the credits of Wu, and then the credits of my operation, but you betrayed me, you cunning Jewish guy.

”

He seemed to have forgotten his identity.

"Oh, I admit that I might not have made you happy back then, but you have to understand that I was just an impulse when I was young. Look, now we can still sit together and eat the best steak in New York?"

Wen Soderberg kept smiling and did not change his face at all because of the other party's ridicule.

"Sheit, the changes you guy have made me look at in the past few years." Harvey Weinstein wiped his mouth in a random dining cloth, threw it aside, took out a cigar, leaned back, and eyes.

He picked the other person in the gap and said, "Tell me, what do you want me to do? If you can make money, I can forget the unpleasantness between us."

"Of course." Steven Soderbergh smiled and took out a stack of scripts from his briefcase beside him. "This is a script I have registered and my choice for the next drama."

Harvey took it with his oil-stained hand without hesitation, flipped it around casually, and pressed it on the table with his fat hand.

“I will think about it.”

"Thank you." Steven Soderbergh breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though he became famous a few years ago, his situation has faded as several movies fall into decline.

Now he regrets his choice.

Of course, if he chooses again, he may still be the same. No one will be unable to get along with the money.

Wu Xiaozu dug him, but...that's all.

As for the current situation, I can only say that he is in a bad mood.

It doesn't mean anything else.

"Why me?"

"What?"

"Why me?" Harvey repeated.

"I think we are the same kind of people." Steven Soderbergh looked at Harvey.

"Hahaha...man, don't worry, if it's really great, trust me, I'll help you." Harvey laughed happily, but still warned bluntly: "My movie, I'm the boss."

"Of course." Steven Soderbergh readily agreed.

As he lost power, he had no bargaining chips in the movie rights game. In fact, this is why he did not go to Wu Xiaozu's side.

Another point is that obviously compared to Wu Xiaozu's fierce competition, Harvey's side is more suitable for him to show his strength.
Chapter completed!