Reborn I don't need a heroine

When I arrived at the office this morning, the first thing Zheng Rui did was to follow up.

Although he joined Station B as the chairman last year, he doesn't have much work to do now, and he is still in the stage of familiarizing himself with the environment and sorting out his ideas.

But there is one thing that he is solely responsible for, and that is the task of approaching investors. After all, he is the only one who has enough understanding of the investment circle and enough contacts in the whole station B.

Looking at the new show, accompanied by the barrage full of B station flavors in the screen, Zheng Rui relished it - of course, no one can say that he is not doing his job properly. After all, it is also part of the job to have a deep understanding of the user's atmosphere.

Suddenly, the foreign cooperation manager of station B knocked on the door and came in: "Mr. Zheng, I have something to report to you."

Zheng Rui tapped the space bar to pause, looked up at the manager who was only in his twenties, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Manager: "Didn't you suggest at the last meeting, find some influential celebrities in the mainstream crowd, and contact them to see..."

Zheng Rui waved his hand: "Don't come to me for the results of the communication, go to Xu Yi. He is in charge of this."

The manager scratched his head and said, "But the problem is, I contacted the entertainment company behind Pei Ningle. They said that we are very interested in investing."

"Invest in us?" Zheng Rui adjusted his glasses, a little surprised, "Where are they from?"

Manager: "Zhutang Entertainment is a company in Rongdu."

Zheng Rui thought for a while and said, "Rongdu? Coincidentally, that's where I came from... But there doesn't seem to be any powerful entertainment companies in Rongdu, so you can find out and see what they have in store."

Manager: "Sorry Mr. Zheng, I didn't make it clear just now. Pei Ningle belongs to Zhutang Entertainment, but behind this entertainment company is Anzhi Technology. This Anzhi Technology is very powerful. They are shareholders of fof and Xiaochengshu .”

As soon as the words fell, Zheng Rui raised his eyebrows, a little moved.

In the first half of this year, the venture capital circle was still lively and there was a lot of news. In the news of those new companies, Hurricane's fof shared bicycle is undoubtedly a Buddha that cannot be ignored.

After thinking for a while, Zheng Rui said: "Tell them, I will fly to Rongdu to talk to them...By the way, how old is the boss of Anzhi Technology?"

The young manager couldn't help asking, "Why do you ask this?"

Zheng Rui smiled wryly and said: "The investor I met last time asked me for a long time, what is the second dimension, what is the meaning of the barrage... If you are an old guy over forty years old, just explain It’s all very exhausting.”

The manager secretly slandered——Boss Zheng, you are not far from the 40th mark, so is it really good to say 'old guy'?

But of course he didn't complain, he just took his mobile phone and found the photo he just saved.

"Mr. Zheng, I can't find the personal information of the boss of Anzhi Technology. It's not on the Internet. But I found a photo of them participating in the small orange book financing ceremony. This person should be the boss of Anzhi Technology."

Mr. Zheng took the phone, his eyes lit up immediately: "So young and so handsome?"

The manager stared at the chairman, and suddenly felt a little cold—as a man in his thirties, he stared at the face of a young man, and couldn't help but admire "so young and so handsome", what's going on?

Could it be that the current philosophical atmosphere in the station has infected the chairman?

Zheng Rui seemed to see the strangeness that flashed in the young man's eyes, but he was not angry, but explained calmly and indifferently: "You are young and handsome, and you can spend a lot of money for nothing. Basically, you can be sure that you are the second generation of the rich. This kind of person is generous, which is of course a good thing for us."

The manager nodded, but couldn't help but raise his head: "But besides the rich second generation, the little boy next to the rich woman is also rich."

Zheng Rui shook his head and said with a smile: "You don't understand, in fact, most dudes don't have much money. Rich women will buy a car and a house for a dude, and will also give some pocket money, but it is absolutely impossible to give him too much money to cause trouble. He is a smart person who has been in society for many years, and no one is stupider than the other."

The manager thought about it: "Why does Mr. Zheng know so well?"

Zheng Rui raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and said slowly: "Uncle, I am really going to be angry."

The manager quickly said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng, I'll reply right away. By the way, when are you going to talk to them?"

Zheng Rui: "I can do whatever, I'm not busy. Let's see Anzhi's schedule."

Anyway, it doesn't matter if you watch Xin Fan and visit the website anywhere.

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At four o'clock in the afternoon, when Pei Ningle got out of the plane and walked out of the arrival gate in the terminal, he received an unexpected surprise.

Originally, Xu Xiaxia promised to pick her up at the airport, so the girl thought that sister Xu was the only one waiting for her here. But at this moment, she saw Han Yixuan and Wang Heng beside Xu Xiaxia!

But besides the surprise, Pei Ningle was also a little tangled.

Wang Heng's arrival is of course a surprise, but there is Han Yixuan next to him, so... a little dangerous feeling?

When he walked in front of them, Pei Ningle deliberately pretended to be surprised: "Why are you all here!"

Han Yixuan smiled as usual: "Pick up a big star, of course this kind of opportunity can't be let go..."

"Hush!" Pei Ningle jumped in front of her best friend and lowered her voice, "Hush your voice so that no one can hear you."

Han Yixuan nodded with a smile: "Our Xiaole is really getting smarter."

Fortunately, Rongdu Airport is not as dangerous as the airport in Shanghai, and there are not so many paparazzi stationed there. And today, Pei Ningle wore sunglasses all the time, from the moment he boarded the plane until now, no one recognized him at all. But if someone yells about 'big star' or something like that, maybe there's a danger of something going wrong, right?

Wang Heng looked at the two light-faced girls, especially Pei Ningle, and felt relieved.

He could see that Han Yixuan didn't have the slightest suspicion, and didn't suspect that Pei Ningle had secretly advanced the progress of the strategy—although with the help of sunglasses, there is no doubt that Pei Ningle's acting skills have already improved compared to a year or two ago sexual enhancement.

So Wang Heng felt a sense of relief, like an old father watching his daughter grow up day by day.

Suddenly, he said, "Actually, apart from picking up the plane, there are other business matters to discuss today."

Pei Ningle glanced at him, pointed to himself, and asked, "Is it related to me?"

Han Yixuan answered for him: "Of course! Boss Wang intends to cooperate with Station B, and Xiao Le's participation is needed in this matter."

Pei Ningle: "Station B?"

Wang Heng explained: "I plan to invest in Bilibili. On the one hand, I will invest money in them, and on the other hand, it will allow you to participate and become a promotion partner of Bilibili."

Pei Ningle tilted his head: "But I have been the up owner of station B for a long time, and I have posted a lot of videos!"

Wang Heng: "Officially signed partners and ordinary up owners are two completely different levels. In short, we have already made an appointment with them, and their chairman will come to talk tomorrow."

Pei Ningle: "Should I go too?"

Wang Heng nodded.

And Han Yixuan took her hand and said with a smile: "Don't panic, I'll go with you too!"

But at the moment when Xiaoxuan grabbed her hand, Pei Ningle became even more flustered. Fortunately, there were sunglasses to conceal the strangeness in her eyes.

Pei Ningle whispered: "Well..."

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