May 27th.

Monday.

Late spring and summer are approaching, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter.

On the streets of Kyoto, many people wearing short sleeves began to appear.

Even though it was still morning, the air seemed warm.

The HD area at this time is inside an office building.

"...I agree to your acquisition request, but I will retain at least 10% of the shares, and the press conference for signing the acquisition agreement requires the appearance of Qin Dong, a world-famous director, and it needs to be announced that it is him who is acquiring

It’s my company, not yours.”

A man in his thirties who wore glasses and looked at his thoughts put down the document in his hand and said this after a long silence.

Frustrated? Yes.

Anger? Yes.

But the reality really forced him to face it.

"Very good, I'm glad that Mr. Zhang agreed to sell the shares."

Zhou Anping said happily after hearing this.

It took half a month and all kinds of tricks to force the person in front of me to agree to sell the company.

If it weren't for Qin Dong's request that this person stay, Zhou Anping wouldn't have needed so long.

However, Qin Dong's eyes were there, and Zhou Anping and Liu Shengda also trusted Qin Dong, so they also chose to keep the founder of ByteDance in front of them.

"It's okay to leave you 10% of the shares, but Lao Zhou and I can't give you an answer on Brother Qin's matter. This requires Brother Qin's personal nod."

After Liu Shengda took the words, he nodded first and then shook his head.

Although 10% of shares is a lot, Qin Dong wants to keep the founder of this company, so let's give it to him.

But if Qin Dong is asked to come forward, he cannot directly agree to this.

Qin Dong's temper is not that good.

"Then I'll wait for your reply."

Mr. Zhang pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose and pushed the acquisition documents over:

"If Director Qin Dong had not announced to the public that he had acquired my company, I would not have signed this document."

"You have to change a document, and the price has to double. At that time, I will sell all the shares. If I don't keep any, I will leave the company."

Zhou Anping and Liu Shengda frowned at these words.

Everyone is an adult.

The ages of the three men here all begin with three.

Lao Zhou and Lao Liu understand very well what Mr. Zhang’s words mean.

Without Qin Dong coming forward, Mr. Zhang would not choose to retain his shares or stay in the company. He would rather sell them all, but the price would be higher.

"Haha... interesting."

Zhou Anping suddenly smiled, he was also a little interested in Mr. Zhang.

He has a lot of character in what he does.

"Wait for our news, I will bring your request to Brother Qin."

Liu Shengda also laughed.

Everyone’s words are so absolute, what else can they say?

In the past half month, in order to achieve the acquisition of ByteDance, Liu Shengda and Zhou Anping used many tricks behind the scenes.

From the very beginning, I came directly to inquire about the acquisition and was rejected outright.

Later, they each secretly used their tricks, and after half a month, they finally got the other party to nod.

I also have some understanding of Mr. Zhang’s character. He is a bit dignified, a bit willful, and very clear about his goals.

...

Kyoto Grand Hotel.

In a certain bedroom.

"Dingling bell..."

Qin Dong was lying on the big bed, sleeping. The moment his cell phone rang, he immediately opened his eyes.

For him, his needs for sleep are much smaller than those for normal people.

"Well... Honey, your phone is making so much noise."

A muttering female voice sounded, followed by words of complaint.

Qin Dong lifted the woman's arm from his chest and sat up.

"Pa..."

Looking at the blond naked woman sleeping next to her, her smooth back and slender legs.

Qin Dong's hand patted the protruding buttocks uncontrollably.

Then he jumped out of bed and went to get his cell phone.

"Hello."

"Oh, that's it."

"It seems that this person has some ideas about the development of the company, and he needs my intervention very much."

"Are you borrowing my fame? Domestic? Abroad?"

The hotel room was a suite. Qin Dong walked out of the bedroom while answering the phone, went to the living room and sat on the sofa.

As for the content of the phone call, I touched my chin hesitantly and analyzed it to myself.

What's so special about Qin Dong?

The only special thing is that he has achieved certain achievements in the entertainment industry around the world. This is what Qin Dong thinks of himself as special.

What does it mean that a company needs a celebrity in the entertainment industry like him to come forward?

"Promise him, but his shareholding will be no more than 8%."

"Also, brother, since I need to come forward, it seems that I have an important external image role in the development of this company."

"What is this? Endorsing your own company?"

"So, my shares are larger than what we discussed before."

"You two brothers should give me an equal portion of your shares."

"Okay, let's do this for now. You guys will discuss it over there and then let me know."

"Evening? Tonight? Okay, let's drink at the same place."

"Wait a minute, I will bring a woman over then."

"No, they are from abroad."

"It's not from Hollywood or the music industry, it's from the supermodel industry."

"Haha...I won't talk to you anymore, see you tonight."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Dong threw down the phone and did not go back to the bedroom. Instead, he continued to sit on the sofa and meditated.

Since Qin Dong needs to come forward, he must rely on Qin Dong's reputation.

Even if Qin Dong is a shareholder of the company, he cannot agree without reason.

In a word, you have to pay more.

...

night.

Thousands of lights.

The beautiful lights of Kyoto at night are among the best in the world.

As a world-famous megacity, lights among high-rise buildings are really common.

"Honey, what do you think of my dress?"

In the hotel room, Qin Dong was wearing a thin suit and sitting on the sofa.

Looking at the woman who came out of the bedroom to ask questions from time to time, she looked a little helpless:

"Fake, that's it. You are a supermodel. Supermodels are born to wear clothes and look good no matter what they wear."

Women change clothes, both at home and abroad.
To be continued...