Chapter 82: Actress (1)

For Li Zhuoyu and Duan Mingli, it was only a fair share tonight. Each of them had a name of 2500,000 yuan. However, Li Zhuoyu spent 2.5 million to obtain Fan Wubing's Japanese stock market operation information, while Duan Mingli asked his son to take pictures of the hair of third-level actress Chen Bisong.

For the organizers of the conference, there is no difference between the two. Anyway, the total RMB 5 million will be transferred to the special account of Hope Project as a whole to do its part for the construction of Hope Primary School or for children who are out of school independently. As for what they buy, it doesn't matter. Anyway, they are all about the filming themselves, and it really doesn't matter to the organizer.

However, when Fan Wubing and Xia Xue appeared on the stage and performed a new song "The Moon Caused", Li Zhuoyu was even more unable to guess his origin.

"What is this person's origin?" Ou Mingde and Duan Mingli were also very surprised. They clearly saw that they were sitting together with Wu Zhi Xiaoji, and it seemed that they were not in a equal relationship. Why did they sing songs again now?

"It's better for me to ask the organizer." Duan Zidai volunteered.

"Well, don't attract others' attention." Duan Mingli also wanted to figure out what was going on, so he nodded in agreement, but he had not forgotten to warn his son to be more low-key.

"I understand." Duan Zidai nodded, said goodbye to several people, and quietly ran to the backstage.

Fan Wubing was in a good mood today, so he was very dedicated to singing, and the response caused was almost sensational. Everyone who was tired of listening to the old songs was greatly infected.

When Fan Wubing and Xia Xue returned to their seats, they were immediately surrounded by several people.

Although these people are not star-chasers, they have more vision than star-chasers, because they are their own musicians who engage in entertainment programs. They suddenly discovered such a strange and potential singer, so of course they have to understand it.

"Mr. Fan, which company are you a contracted singer? I really like the songs you sing. Can you sign me with an autograph?" A reporter who was mixed with the guests took out his notebook and asked.

Fan Wubing smiled and said, "I am just a fun vote. I am not a contracted singer from any company. Moreover, because of my special identity, I cannot give my signature to others casually. I will not obey your request."

Joke, Fan Wubing's signature has always appeared on the cash flow documents of hundreds of millions of dollars, and the most important economic activity contracts at the municipal level must be on the city level. As for hotel checkout, they are basically done by their subordinates. How could they just give it to strangers and keep it in their notebooks?

This involves economic security issues!

The reporter was defeated and not only did not get angry, but was more interested in Fan Wubing's identity. However, the mainland reporters were quite restrained and knew that some things were not what they should ask. Since they all said that their identity was special, it was not suitable to continue asking this question. If they caused any trouble that they should not have, it would not be beneficial to themselves or their units.

"That's a pity, but can you say something about this song? I can tell that this is a new song." The reporter changed the topic and focused on the new song sung by Fan Wubing and Xia Xue.

Speaking of the song, Fan Wubing said to the reporter without blushing, "This is a new song of my original lyrics and music. The official version is produced by New Silk Road Entertainment Company. A formal record may be released soon. Although I am not a contracted singer of New Silk Road Entertainment Company, because my relationship with them is not very ordinary, I will release any new songs from their company."

"Mr. Fan is an original all-round talent. So are you interested in becoming a professional singer?" The reporter asked unwillingly, "If a talented singer like you does not engage in this profession, it will be a big loss for us! I am very familiar with many large record companies, such as Rolling Stone Records or Warner Records. If you are interested, I am happy to act as an intermediary."

Fan Wubing smiled and shook his head, "I'll be grateful for this, but if I engage in singing career, my losses will be huge, very, very large."

Xia Xue listened on the side and couldn't help but curl her lips, thinking that the loss was really huge. A hundred rolling stones or Warners tied together could not beat Fan Wubing's assets, so the fool would go to sing specifically.

If Fan Wubing had not been bored and happened to have to deal with work affairs in the south, he would not have been able to go to Shanghai to acquire the New Silk Road Entertainment Company, and he would not have been able to record this song in a crazy way by chatting with the boy, and he would have agreed to the Xia Donghai and his wife's request to attend the party and cause a storm.

Let him sing specifically for others? This is simply an insult to the IQ of a billionaire! Fan Wubing doesn't mind making an occasional guest appearance as a singer, but in his heart, he still despises the singers. He just lip-syncs on the stage with fake masks all day long, either evading taxes, taking drugs, or escaping traffic accidents. It's really too tasteless.

If these people are compared, Fan Wubing would rather never be reborn than be more comfortable in the old business where he helps others launder money.

Seeing that there was nothing good to make, several reporters dispersed. At this time, the stage was still singing and dancing, and the stage had already started serving everyone. Fan Wubing had been struggling for a while, and he was hungry again. Regardless of what others felt, he pulled Xia Xue to eat first.

"Brother Fan, you have a good appetite! It is difficult for ordinary people to concentrate on eating in such occasions!" Li Zhuoyu smiled and couldn't help but say a few more words.

"Food is the most important thing for the people!" Fan Wubing said while eating, "The dishes here are pretty good. Apart from the small amount, there is nothing to be picky about. By the way, why don't you do it?"

"Haha, I'm used to eating later." Li Zhuoyu said with a smile, "Don't be restrained. Even if you eat well, don't give me leftovers. Dinner is just a form of style. Everyone has to add extra meals every year after returning home. My family must be preparing dinner for me now. After returning, I drink some porridge and some appetizers. It's comfortable."

"You are accumulating life, in other words, living a good life. I can't do it yet. I'm just greedy for my appetite and have many selfish thoughts. I can't compare with you, the beasts of the bricks." Fan Wubing was gnawing a sweet and sour pork rib. The stew was quite soft and very deep, so he spoke a little vaguely.

Li Zhuoyu smiled and said nothing. He just took the information he had taken in his hand and looked it through carefully. Not long after, his brows frowned. The more he looked, the more he became more and more shocked he looked.

Fan Wubing did not hide his own privately. In the process of operating the stock market in Japan, except for the fact that he hired someone to deceive Onoshi Yasuda, the other operational processes and purposes were basically listed. Based on the above dates, any industry insider who is more concerned about the Japanese economy can understand the thrilling battle process at that time.

Li Zhuoyu, an expert economic talent, has long-term financial activities and a large family business, so he naturally has a good understanding of various changes in the surrounding market. After this comparison, he learned why the Japanese stock market was like this at that time. It turned out that there was a turbulent financial tycoon and his operating team hidden here.

"Did you see something come from?" Fan Wubing finished gnawing on his bones and wiped his oily hands with Guinian. Seeing Li Zhuoyu's face turned blue and white, he looked at the information in his hand. He knew that this thing had a great impact on him, so he asked.

"It feels like a life-and-death battle." Li Zhuoyu said with a wry smile.

Fan Wubing nodded, and it is not an exaggeration to say that this is about describing the stock market. As the saying goes, small gambling is fun and big gambling is Anbang. The so-called stock market is just a big casino opened by the state. What is betting on the operating performance and gossip of so many existing companies in China. The country is the general dealer, and the strong financial tycoons are the small dealer. As for the thousands of investors, they are just cannon fodder. If you are lucky, you can keep up with the meat soup. If you are not lucky, you are the materials to take the blame and die.

It is quite appropriate to describe the stock market as a life-and-death battle, but many people would not think so, and always think that they are the only stock god who can easily do so. In fact, how can small retail investors make a stable profit without losing money? As long as you stay in the story and don’t come out, the fat man will become a thin man, the thin man will become a mummy, and the mummy will also become a skeleton.

If the weight loss effect of a beauty shop can be as small as that of the stock market, there will be no fat girls in the world.

"As long as you get out of the stock market, you will follow in the arena. You are a gladiator, either you die or I die. Unless you are a high-ranking slave owner and noble, you will not have a good ending." Fan Wubing described the stock market this way.

"But I see that the things you wrote don't look like the opinions of gladiators at all?" Li Zhuoyu was also a very funny person. He asked after taking the information.

"Because although I am not a dealer, I am a crocodile!" Fan Wubing said with a smile, "Hidden in the mud and never reveals his head. When the opportunity comes, I will bite it down. Whether it is a gladiator or a slave owner, I will never let go as long as I encounter it!"

A dinner lasted for nearly three hours, and by the end it was almost half past ten.

At this time, Xia Donghai and his wife came over. It turned out that when they entered the venue, they met a friend from CCTV and sat in a place to discuss business. Only then did they remember that Fan Wubing and his daughter were also here.

"We are now talking about cooperation with CCTV, but we can't see the possibility of cooperation in a short period of time. After all, your satellite has not yet entered the sky. However, Shanghai Taiwan has a bit of cooperation, but what they mean is that cooperation can be done, and talent shows can be done, but it can't be vulgar." Feng Xiaonan said to Fan Wubing.

In fact, in the current domestic TV market, Shanghai TV is relatively open. Judging from their program arrangement, they tend to be more news and information and foreign exchanges, and have weaker entertainment. Therefore, after Feng Xiaonan proposed to cooperate with them to start a talent show, the other party was quite interested, but they were worried that such unprecedented activities in China would be questioned or opposed by the supervisor, so they asked the program not to be too overdot.

"It's just a time. There's no need to be too hot at the beginning. If you do it step by step, there won't be any problems." Fan Wubing nodded after hearing this, saying that he knew. Then he said, "Since you are doing the company, I will completely delegate power. At most, I will provide some suggestions in the general direction. You can discuss the specific details and don't need to say more to me."

Fan Wubing introduced Li Zhuoyu to the two of them. Who knew that Xia Donghai and Feng Xiaonan had heard of Li Zhuoyu's name for a long time, "Good luck! Mr. Li is a famous big entrepreneur and financier in Shanghai, and his assets have already exceeded 100 million!"

After everyone left, Xia Donghai and his family of three took a car away. Wu Zhi asked to go out to see the night view of Shanghai, so Fan Wubing nodded in agreement. Anyway, it was not yet 11 o'clock in the evening, and the nightlife in Shanghai had just begun.

Compared with the mainland, the openness of coastal cities is much higher. It can be seen from the men and women walking on the streets at night that the first financial center city in Asia was not in vain. Despite years of closure, it has still been able to recover a lot of vitality in the short term.

Fan Wubing was born with a railing by the river, and suddenly felt that there was one more person beside him.

"Mr. Fan, can you say a few words to you?" A female voice with a little bit of Hong Kong accent began to sound.

Looking back, it was Chen Bisong whom I had just met at the dinner tonight. Fan Wubing turned his head and looked around, then pointed at his nose with uncertainty and asked, "Are you talking to me?"

"It seems that there is no third party here." Chen Bisong said with a smile.

Fan Wubing looked at Chen Bisong suspiciously, and saw that her long hair was fluffy on her shoulders, and her face without makeup also showed a bright atmosphere. The hazy water vapor was revealed in her eyes, and her long eyelashes made her look like a doll.

"It's a pity that such a beautiful girl went to film a third-level film." Fan Wubing couldn't help but sigh inwardly after watching it.

At this time, Chen Bisong only showed it in the third-level film, and was a slick character. He had never had skin contact with the male actors, nor had he been given unspoken rules by the perverted directors. If he had the intention to pull her, yes.

Let’s see what she is here first? Fan Wubing calmed down and looked at Chen Bisong’s eyes and asked, “I didn’t expect to meet Miss Chen here. I was a little surprised. Did we meet by chance or something?”

Chen Bisong was amused by Fan Wubing's words, and covered her mouth and said with a smile, "How could it be a coincidence that Shanghai is so big?"

"That's true." Fan Wubing was also infected by Chen Bisong's frankness and replied with a smile, "In the tens of millions of people, the chances of two outstanding young men and women meeting are about one in 20,000, which is not a coincidence."

"The probability of one in 20,000? How did this number come about?" Chen Bisong asked curiously.

Fan Wubing scratched his head and remembered that this theory had not officially appeared yet. The junior sister who had written "One-Twenty-Ten Thousand Destiny" should be still in elementary school at this time, right?

"By the way, Miss Chen, are you doing something to me? I don't think I am too charming!" Fan Wubing changed the topic and asked straight to the point.

"Mr. Fan's words are very interesting. Are Shanghai men so funny?" Chen Bisong asked with a smile.

Fan Wubing shook his head and said, "I don't know if Shanghai men are funny or not, because I'm not from Shanghai!"

Chen Bisong nodded thoughtfully and said, "Oh, it turns out that Mr. Fan is not from Shanghai. I came here uninvited. I was commissioned by the company and wanted to invite Mr. Fan to join our company. According to them, in this kind of lobbying, beauty may have more advantages than middle-aged uncles."

"Of course, beauties have an advantage over middle-aged uncles. If they come over, I will definitely not say anything more." Fan Wubing said his thoughts without any concealment, "But things like joining an entertainment company have no meaning to me at all."

"Why? Our salary is very generous-" Chen Bisong opened his eyes wide, looked at Fan Wubing, and asked in confusion.

"If you are the boss behind an entertainment company, will you join other companies and become a contracted singer?" Fan Wubing looked at Chen Bisong with a sincere expression. Although he didn't know whether it was natural or artificial, he always didn't want to lie to her on this issue, so he told this unknown fact.
Chapter completed!