Chapter 393

  Noisy in the Internet cafes, the smell of smoke choked people.

A middle-aged man in his fifties with white hair, coughing and walking out of the Internet cafe, was about to draw a cigarette out of his pocket, when he suddenly saw a car parked in front of him.

  After he walked out, the window of that car fell, and Lu Zhao, who was in the driving seat, looked at him without expression.

Chu Shangdong recognized this person. He saw him by chance on the day he was released from prison. At that time, this person was talking to a few stewards. He seemed to be a person with some identities and not very easy to contact. At that time, this person was noticing Zhengna. When he was about to leave the prison with a big bag and a small bag, his eyes suddenly looked at him for no reason. Shang Dong didn't know him at that time, but he could feel that the eye front was coming towards him.

This was the second time I saw the car, and the car was only parked on the opposite side. It was just a lukewarm gaze looking in this direction. Chu Shangdong paused for a long time with his cigarette hand, and then suddenly turned around and walked away. .

  However, five minutes later, he still got in that car.

   and was taken away smoothly.

During the   , Chu Shangdong did not panic and make loud noises in Lu Zhao’s car, but calmly asked: "Who are you? Where are you taking me?"

  Lu Zhao was speechless all the time, except for a cold sentence before he took the person into the car: "Come with me, my host wants to see you."

the host.

The two words    are definitely not the normal domestic names on the white road, and they have profound meanings.

Chu Shangdong has been in for so many years, but he doesn't know what else he can have outside, and there is no possibility that he can offend some black and white people, but the driver is really awe-inspiring and he doesn't seem to see himself at all. The look in the eyes of a person also made him very incomprehensible.

The destination was a European-style manor in the prosperous area of ​​Jiang City. It was already evening and the weather was a little bit cold. Lu Zhao led the way. The coat followed inward, and his eyes looked around from time to time to make sure that this is the place where the wealthy talent would come, and the hesitation in his heart was even worse.

  Until I saw three or five people playing golf on the golf course in the manor, and two others sitting in the rest area drinking tea and talking. From the clothes to the surrounding environment, it is not difficult to see that they are all outstanding figures in the city.

  It's nice to have money.

   Looking back at his own situation...

  Chu Shangdong’s defensive psychology gradually collapsed.

  "Zong Jing accompanied us to meet here, but why didn't he make a few shots? I heard from the executives who signed the contract with your company. Mr. Jing was not feeling well last month and rarely went to the company. Is it better now?"

"Small problem, I have been at home for a few days, but I used it to promote a lot of social entertainment." Jing Jihan sat in the resting place, drank a sip of tea, put the iron gray windbreaker on the back of the chair, sat in the same place and chatted with others, watching It was a bit lazy, and it did seem to be recovering from a serious illness.

  Lu Zhao approached: "Mr. Jing, people are here."

  Chu Shangdong stood behind, looking at the young man sitting on the cane chair in the rest area.

  What kind of person this young man is, just a little closer, you can feel that although he is smiling on his face, he is actually indifferent to the extreme.

   is the aura of those who have been in the high position for a long time. It is innate, and it has been invisible to the world in silence.

  Jing Jihan glanced at their direction, his eyes fell on Chu Shangdong's face with caution.

  The look in those eyes seemed to be neither hot nor cold nor emotional, but also as cold as a bit of cold, which was as deep as a hidden secret that was hard to imagine.

"Oh, Mr. Jing, this is someone who wants to meet, so I won't bother, let's go and play a few shots." The man in his 30s who had just been talking next to Jing Jihan smiled and picked up the ball from the side. Gu is gone.

  Chu Shangdong's eyes hesitated for a while, he looked at the golf course in the distance, and finally his eyes returned to Jing Zong.

Jing Jihan got up, turned and walked to the separate tea rest room not far away. Lu Zhao turned his head and signaled Chu Shangdong to follow. Chu Shangdong followed them blankly for two steps, and finally asked again with uncertainty. Out of the mouth: "Who are you guys anyway?"

  Lu Zhao turned his head when he was about to walk into the rest room and glanced at him meaningfully with a smile: "The one who will give you money."

  The space in the rest room is very large. The sofa, coffee table and the exquisite furnishings in various European-style manors indeed reveal a very rich atmosphere everywhere.

Chu Shangdong was in a daze. He didn't make much money as a professor back then. After the accident, his family was broken and his family was destroyed. Now even his son went in. After he came out, he had no source of income. He could only find out from the previous salary card. The remaining more than 1,000 yuan was used for the living expenses for more than half a month and the expenses in the Internet cafe. Now I have almost eaten the mountain, and I have not even eaten a bowl of instant noodles from the morning until now.

Jing Jihan was already sitting on the sofa and put the trench coat with dark silver cufflinks aside. It was not that he did not see Chu Shangdong’s embarrassment, his eyes fell on Chu Shangdong faintly, and said: "Chu Shang Dong? Professor of Grade 14 at Jiangshi Dance Academy?"

  Chu Shangdong saw a lot of exquisite high-end fruits in the fruit plate next to the sofa, licked his lips calmly, then stood cautiously and responded: "I am, I don't know if this gentleman are you...?"

  Jing Jihan heard the tone of a literati professor's face in his polite manner, but there was no change on his face, and he smiled casually.

  Chu Shangdong was observing him, observing the purpose of this man, who is both noble and cold, calm and indifferent, and what kind of role it is.

  Because this person seems to have laughed and didn't seem to laugh, there is a different kind of danger and coldness all over his body.

  Until Jing Jihan spit out a very faint word: "Sit."

   "Don't dare."

  Jing Jihan narrowed his indifferent eyebrows, but did not urge him: "Afraid of me?"

  Chu Shangdong did not speak, but his sense of caution did not diminish, on the contrary, his chest was ups and downs because of tension.

   "Professor Chu is so defensive, how can we make a deal?"

   "What deal?"

  "Do you know Shisu?"

  The air fell into a weird silence for an instant, and Chu Shangdong's eyes were even more defensive. He almost wanted to step back a few steps, but didn't want to be too obvious, so he could only stand frozen in place.

  Jing Jihan got up and walked over at this time. Chu Shangdong was inexplicably frustrated by the natural coldness between the man's brows and eyes, but he saw him take out a gold card casually.

   "Professor Chu is so defensive, Jingmou doesn't sell anything, he's straight to the point."

  "...Please speak."

"Shisu has been in the entertainment industry over the years, and has a lot of connections with various capitals, especially the two movies she has already released and are filming, which have benefited my opponent's company. She now, It has become a sharp sword for all capital parties in the film and television industry."

  (End of this chapter)