Kaihongxuan

"Brother Wang, the Ouyang family is so rampant, don't you plan to take action to manage it?"

On the small round table, the three of them sat and chatted. The coffee was different. In front of Mu Qingyun, there was a cup of black coffee without milk, while in front of Cao Xilan, there was a cup of cappuccino. As for what Wang Ge held up in his hand.

Suck ~

"The coffee produced in Blue Mountain in Jamaica tastes different. What? Xilan, what did you just say?"

Cao Xilan raised his eyebrows, stroked his suit, and glanced at Mu Qingyun.

The murmur fairy stirred the coffee in front of him with a small spoon, not seemingly in a hurry to speak.

Cao Xilan said, "Sister Mu, don't mess with me. You have any ideas about this matter."

"You two need not say anything, I'm not blind." Wang Ge threw a report beside him on the table and poked it with his finger. "It's clear that it still can't stop Ouyang Kaishan."

Cao Xilan held his finger on his temple, "Things have not reached that point yet, not as bad as you think."

Wang Ge leaned against the sofa, "Then why are you looking for me, haha."

Cao Xilan couldn't hold back and took a deep breath, "It will be no good for you and me when you come in."

"If I had known this, Xilan, you shouldn't have been with Mu Yaoxian, and you were going to leave me Kai Hongxuan halfway, what's wrong? Now when you think of me, you want me to wipe your butt?"

Mu Qingyun picked up the coffee and drank it indifferently, "Brother Ag, I didn't say that."

If it were ordinary people, they would probably be unable to control themselves when they heard this crisp and sweet nickname. However, Wang Ge seemed to be looking at a red pink skeleton and said, "You didn't say that, but you were at least thinking so."

Cao Xilan tapped his finger on his thigh, "My old man's body is getting worse day by day. I am not as powerful as the two. If Cao Gongsu collapses and Cao's Pictures, I don't have to worry about getting involved. Then there is no need to talk about cooperation."

Wang Ge saw Cao Xilan still holding on to face, and was even more in a hurry. "Cao Gongsu's annual output value is only tens of millions. This kind of non-profit business should have closed down long ago."

"Wang Ge, how dare you tell my old man in person?"

"Haha, Xiaolan. It's very simple to save Cao Gongsu's ink industry."

Cao Xilan smiled and said, "Oh? Wang Ge, tell me."

"I'm going to use this move, and then I'll kill the donkey again. What should I do?"

Mu Qingyun said: "Based on the current status of Kaihongxuan and Wang Family Pictures, even if there are Cao and Mu Family in Shanghai, it is still a situation where the Three Kingdoms are in harmony. Brother Ag, what are you afraid of?"

"Hoho, Mu Yao, what does this mean is that you want to start a new stove?"

"I'm just telling the truth."

Wang Ge smiled and said, "Now, Cao and Wang are bidding against each other in the film industry. Artists and directors poach each other. If this continues, both sides will definitely suffer losses. I proposed the merger at the beginning, but Cao Jingyu refused. If there is another Mu family and Xilan, do you think the trip to Shanghai will not be messed up enough?"

"Brother Wang was joking. I agreed with the merger, but the old man always held the big head of the shares. As long as he didn't agree for a day, I couldn't help it. Once I got that share, I would immediately discuss the acquisition."

"Please pay attention to the words, not acquisitions, but mergers. If you want to go public, Wang's Pictures can do it at any time, but once it goes public, it will inevitably be a life-and-death battle. I am a scholar, and I don't want to do such a thing as a sword and a sword, so I have been waiting for Cao's statement."

"Hehe." The shepherd fairy chuckled with a loss of life, "A scholar can tell the truth when he opens his mouth, which is what he can say without bloodshed."

The three people at the table were swaying and swaying, each with their own choice. Cao Xilan crossed his legs, "Tell me, Brother Wang, what good ideas do you have?"

"Tian Ji's horse racing, do you understand?"

Cao Xilan frowned and took a sip of coffee, "What do you mean, Cao Gongsu is converted into a mid- and low-end market?"

"Otherwise? I used the golden ink ingot, your Cao family's green qilin, which was still so serious in the Republic of China. Now, what's the quality? Your old man is not sure about it?"

"I believe you won't be unclear about the cost of the ink ingot, Wang Ge, right? Moreover, the Qingqilin of our old Cao family has several ingredients, but there is no source of supply. We have been improving it and looking for new alternatives."

Wang Ge smiled and said, "You don't have to tell me this. This is not something I should know. In short, since the quality is not good, why bother with the price? Since Mr. Cao is a nostalgic person and can't bear to see Cao Gongsu turning the brand, then lower the price. At least your products are still higher than their Silver Cutter series. As for the price, it's better to set it lower than their Silver Cutter."

Cao Xilan frowned, "Belower than them? Are you making our Cao family bankrupt?"

"Haha, there is no Mu Yaoxian here. I have the idea to see Mu's sincerity. Mr. Cao is a nostalgic person, so why am I?"

Mu Qingyun put down the coffee cup and looked like he was about to eat people, "Wang Ge, I'm fighting with you!"

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Zhong Yue didn't take much care of the national competition, but he agreed to Luo to participate. Today, when Huizhou University received an invitation letter from the Huizhou Calligraphy Association again, Luo was excitedly almost "teached" Zhong Yue on the phone.

Russell's arrogance was almost as narcissistic as autism, but Zhong Yue sincerely admired his love for calligraphy. Therefore, it is necessary to participate in the competition, not only for himself, but also for this lecturer in Huizhou to have a topic of conversation in his later years.

Green ant fresh wine, red mud stove.

Zhong Yue did not forget the friendship between gentlemen back then, but the friendship between gentlemen was as light as water. If he still needed to contact and move around frequently, Russell would not be called Russell. Zhong Yue did not learn written knowledge from Mr. Luo, but he had learned the essence of his pride.

The doorbell outside the house was ringed.

Zhong Yue put down his pen and walked over and opened the door leisurely.

"You are..." Zhong Yue opened the door and saw the old man wearing Tang suit and a scar on his eyes. He felt a terrifying feeling behind his back. This person is the real third master in Shanghai?

"I am Yongxin Qin Hai."

Zhong Yue raised his eyebrows. He didn't come to him, did this old guy come to him by himself?

"What's up?"

"I heard from the industry that this coin is in your hands by Mr. Zhong, has it ever been?"

Zhong Yue lowered his head and glanced at the picture on his phone. It was the Qianming Tongbao in his hand. He pretended not to care and said lightly: "I'm sorry, you found the wrong person and it's not in my hand."
Chapter completed!