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There are tall buildings lined up one after another.

On the rooftop of the building where New Art City is located, Wu Xiaozu held half a Marlboro cigarette in his hand and looked into the distance.

Suddenly, when you look at Hong Kong Island from the rooftop, you will find that the buildings on Hong Kong Island are really distinct and clearly classified, and you will remind the people in the dark alley that you are born to be trampled under your feet.

The poor hide in the bright and beautiful shadows and struggle to death, while the rich look down on everything.

In front of money, everything is small.

Therefore, the higher the building needs to be built, the higher the buildings, Li Gangcheng really has the most, the largest and the highest.

In this city, poor people cannot get over, either sacrifice their own poor life, and some of them will have a chance to be dogs. However, rich people will not allow dogs to climb up and call themselves brothers.

"Killing and setting fires, repairing bridges and roads without corpses. This world should not be like this, and it should not be like this."

Wu Xiaozu took a puff of cigarette, twisted his head, and looked at the expressionless Mecca behind him.

Mecca: 13 asked you to pretend, what did you ask me to say?

Now that the city is booming, Wu Xiaozu's net worth has risen, and he needs to have 3 billion yuan. You are here to talk to me about society that should not be like this, and people should not be like this? Boss... You are a bastard who is even more abusive than killing and setting fire.

We are capitalists, but you brought me to the rooftop.

"Spot it?"

"Have you ever thought about doing other businesses?" Wu Xiaozu gave the other party a cigarette.

Mecca took the cigarette and smiled. He used to give it to Wu Xiaozu, and the other party reached out to get it-

"Most of the artists who invest in their own jobs and other industries will fail. This is a problem of temperament and vision. The artists are completely free from the habits of using money. When an artist goes to a side job, he will stay there every day. It's really hard-" Mecca saw Wu Xiaozu stretching out his arm and turning on the lighter. He held a cigarette, bent down and bowed to pick up the fire.

"Another times, bent down and bowed, it is not considered as admitting defeat, nor is it embarrassing." Wu Xiaozu raised the firearm and prevented the other party from bent down. Suddenly, he smiled suddenly, "Mai Sir, I will shoot a movie for you, and I will give you your pension."

"Do you want me to pay?" Mecca asked hurriedly with a cigarette in her mouth.

You want nothing to eat, right? Of course you have to pay for investment!

Looking at Wu Xiaozu's expression of asking questions clearly, Mecca touched her nose awkwardly and muttered to herself: I think you are Wu Yusen, Di Long, Jiang Dawei and others, and they are filming "The Legend of the Condolences" together to send the master to her retirement money.

"By the way, you said this when you filmed the "Seven Sins"..." Mecca couldn't help but complain.

"That drama is meticulously crafted, and I am going to win the award. You will be famous for your investment in that drama." Wu Xiaozu took it for granted.

Mecca was speechless by Wu Xiaozu's shamelessness. Finally, she was silent for a while and opened her mouth and said, "Wang Jiawei is really like you--"

Wu Xiaozu stretched out his hand and said, "Invest 2 million to ensure you have a profit and no loss."

Mecca wanted to speak but stopped.

"I really pay you, I'll give you a favor." Seeing Mecca's expression, Wu Xiaozu had no choice but to add.

"make a deal!"

Before Wu Xiaozu could finish his words, Mecca responded quickly, walked to Wu Xiaozu, and looked at the skyscrapers in the distance, "When will New Art City sell you?"

"Next week." Wu Xiaozu held a cigarette in his mouth, "It's almost done in one week."

Mecca really wants to ask: What's the matter?

Thinking about it, I still chose to shut up and didn't speak.

He was afraid that after asking, he would fall into another pit. He mourned silently for those unknown people who were plotted against him.

Somehow, when I think about it this way, I suddenly feel less sad, but I feel a little happy.

I don't think I'm that weak either.

Sure enough, he shouldn't have grown hair with a smart head.

"I'll arrange for you tonight?" Mecca looked at Wu Xiaozu standing side by side.

"Forget it, I want to pay the public food-" Wu Xiaozu smiled with a sweat on his face.

Looking at Wu Xiaozu who turned and left, Mai Jia raised his watch, yes, 10 a.m.

look up.

Damn, the sun is so poisonous that I can't help but fan the wind with my collar.

He didn't understand why Wu Xiaozu and him didn't talk to him while blowing the air conditioner in the office, and insisted on running to the rooftop.

"Now the big guys like to climb the rooftops, it's so interesting. Can't you be shameful?" Mecca mocked.

When Wu Xiaozu and Mecca were bathing in the rooftop with the poisonous sun and sweating the most, Jiang Ershao made a move.

While Wu Xiaozu was sweating on the rooftop, Jiang Ershao sat next to the Hong Kong Island Convention and Exhibition Center. The newest luxury hotel in Hong Kong, Grand Hyatt Hotel, has a green and green tropical garden lagoon swimming pool, enjoying the beauty’s service and cool cocktails…

Plop—

Jiang Zhiqiang raised his legs and laughed and joked with the two bikini girls, while looking calmly at Lei Yunlong, who was wearing six or seven cool and beautiful women in the swimming pool.

The other party was tired of playing, so he swam to the edge of the pool and looked at Jiang Zhiqiang.

Jiang Zhiqiang stared at the other party and greeted him with a smile: "Second Master, let's talk?"

"Okay, wait for me for an hour." Lei Yunlong pulled the three girls in a hurry and flashed.

Jiang Zhiqiang smiled and shook his head, looked at the Audemars Piguet watch on his wrist, and 09:35. He snapped his fingers at the waiter, "Waiter, please give me a glass of beer and go to ice--"

I thought about what I wanted to say next, but then I smiled and went to the leisure hall downstairs to hit two billiards to pass the time.

At this moment, there was a sound behind me.

Turning back, I saw a girl who had just been taken away by Lei Yunlong and walked over without changing her clothes.

"Sir, the second young master asked you to go to the minibar in the room to talk about things together." The woman pretended to be charming and tempting, with a look of dissatisfaction with desire.

Jiang Zhiqiang raised his wrist—09:41 points.

I haven't had the ice beer yet!

One hour to go to Nima, one hour to your Lei family, just live like a second.

He gave the woman in front of him a smile, took out his wallet and threw two hundred Hong Kong dollars on the table, got up and left with him.

Deluxe suite.

Lei Yunlong, wearing a silk nightgown, was holding a 7.6-inch, 38-ring Gao Xiba spear, with a bandit-like look on his face, leaning against the circular sofa with a big golden knife, with two sexy girls arched on both sides.

"sit."

Lei Yunlong picked up a cigar in the cigar box and threw it to Jiang Zhiqiang, "Jiang Ershou, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Jiang Zhiqiang was obviously stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to roll up his sleeves to calibrate the watch.

"It's okay, everyone is a man, I understand-"

Jiang Zhiqiang took the cigar, picked up the V-shaped cigar cutters, cut off the hat, picked up the bounce to preheat and ignite it, tasted it, waved his hand and slapped the smoke, raised his head and smiled at the woman who led the way, and said, "Miss, give me a glass of ice beer, don't have ice, I'm in trouble."

Lei Yunlong waved his hand and signaled the other party to do it.

"You are not the first to come to find me, nor are you the first to be interested in our Princess Jin entertainment." Lei Yunlong came straight to the point, without any foreplay at all. One word: Sao! Two words: Written early! Three words: Hehe Oh—

Fortunately, Jiang Zhiqiang had just experienced it and was not in a hurry.

"But I believe that few people will give you more suitable conditions than me." Jiang Zhiqiang took the ice beer, took a big sip, subconsciously squinted his eyes, and his heart was cool and his whole body was comfortable.

"Everyone says this. To be honest, the movie market is still very prosperous now, and Princess Jin doesn't have to... you understand." Lei Yunlong sneered.

"Of course, the movie market is booming, so I'm sitting here. Of course, Princess Jin doesn't have to do that, but that's not the reason why I'm sitting here and talking to you.

If it was really just for that reason, I might have sat in front of Mr. Lei Yunqing now. That is why you are really not a good thing..."

Jiang Zhiqiang spoke slowly and smiled like Wu Xiaozu, but the tone was aggressive and full of evil spirits.

Don’t say it, you can say the most ruthless words and show the gentlest smile. It’s so fucking!

Lei Yunlong's eyes were chilling.

"You threaten me."

"Ice beer is good." Jiang Zhiqiang smacked his lips and smiled at the woman, "Thank you, can you add a glass for me, go downstairs and choose a bottle of perfume for me - I believe you will buy your favorite one, right?" As he said that, he handed over three Taurus.

"Thank you sir." This part-time business model was overjoyed.

You can get 3,000 Hong Kong dollars without doing anything, which is definitely a surprise for them.

This money may be the two-month salary of an ordinary working white-collar worker.

"You guys leave too." Lei Yunlong waved his hand and turned his head, but saw the two models in his arms looking at him with awesome look.

"roll!"

Jiang Zhiqiang smiled and looked at all this without interrupting it. If he paid for the other party at this time, it would be really a bad pen.

Too offendible.

This set was chosen by him from Wu Xiaozu... Invisibly, forcing the king would spread the skills of pretending to be 13 to the people around him.

There were only two people left in the house.

"I have always respected Jiubare and Mr. Lei Juekun." Jiang Zhiqiang said with a smile.
To be continued...