"Mr. Sun, that's it. What do you think of the development layout of the mainland chip industry?"
"Hehe, I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, I'm just a movie director!"
…
"Then, Mr. Sun, what do you think is the future development direction of chip foundry companies?"
"Hehe, I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, I'm just a movie director!"
…
"Mr. Sun, is it possible that Damai Technology will spin off the chip manufacturing sector in the future and go public separately?"
"Hehe, I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, I'm just a movie director!"
…
Pfft... Seeing Sun Hao playing tricks, Li Jiaxin wanted to laugh.
How can you talk to others like this? The business owner recruits capable people, so he has to brag about himself, and then make a big cake for others, right? !
However, when she saw that the smile on Jiang Shangyi's face was getting bigger and bigger, she immediately became suspicious. Could there be some mystery in it?
Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard Jiang Shangyi ask the last question.
"Mr. Sun, I know you're busy, so I'll ask you one last question and don't bother!"
"Okay, please tell me!" Sun Hao sat upright.
"I am an urban management officer in the Xiang'an Urban Management Squadron, but how do I get paid?
You know, when TSMC finds out that the chip manufacturing process of Damai Technology Company is the same as theirs, it will definitely link this matter with my actual income, and then sue me in court accordingly. "
Hearing what he was most concerned about, Sun Hao got up in the box and pointed to the Sha Tin Racecourse. At this moment, many horses in the Sha Tin Racecourse had already started to warm up.
"Mr. Jiang, we will pay your salary here!"
"oh…"
Jiang Shangyi was taken aback for a moment, and then stretched out his hand with a smile on his face.
"President Sun, happy cooperation!"
"President Jiang, happy cooperation!"
...
Come in a hurry and go in a hurry.
Before the horses on the track officially started running, Jiang Shangyi left with a smile on his face.
Looking at his back, Li Jiaxin suddenly felt moved.
"What you said to him just now seems to have some mystery?"
"certainly!"
Sun Hao smiled and hugged her waist.
"I only mean one thing. I don't understand anything, and I don't want to get involved. If you want to come, you are the boss. Please feel free to do whatever you want."
"Oh..." Li Jiaxin nodded, realizing it.
But at this moment, the door of the box was suddenly knocked twice.
"Dangdangdang..."
"Come in."
Hearing the sound, Yang Shoucheng pushed the door open and said with a smile, "President Jiang is leaving?"
"Just left!"
"Haha... Then, I didn't bother you two, did I?" Yang Shou sincerely looked at Sun Hao and Li Jiaxin with pointed eyes.
"No!" Sun Hao shook his head with a smile, and invited Yang Shoucheng to sit down and watch the horse race. After all, this is his box.
But who knows, Yang Shoucheng yelled out the door.
"Come in, you two!"
Two people came in, one fat and one thin, one tall and one short, one wore glasses and the other was a bit shy.
Relatively speaking, the one who was a little older and wearing glasses had better social skills. When he saw Sun Hao, he hurriedly extended his hand.
"Hello, Director Sun, I am Zhuang Wenqiang, and he is my good buddy Mai Zhaohui!"
Looking for directors and investors for the last glory of Hong Kong film "Infernal Affairs".
According to the historical process, they should find the director Liu Weiqiang early next year, and then Liu Weiqiang found Andy Lau, and Andy Lau dropped his salary to find Lin Jianyue. Movie.
After all, it is a financial crisis now, and no one dares to make big moves.
Of course, even though he knew the inside story, Sun Hao still pretended to be ignorant of their intentions.
Say what you want to say as soon as possible!
After shaking hands and greeting Sun Hao, Mai Zhaohui, who looked a bit shy after receiving Sun Hao's encouraging eyes, took out two pages of paper from his pocket and handed them to Sun Hao.
"Director Sun, take a look..."
【The Departed Walker】
Sure enough, it was it, Sun Hao took a look at the name on it, and continued to look down...
[This could be the best of times, it could also be the worst of times...
It is described in the Buddhist scriptures that Wujian is a place that is more evil than hell, where the strong eat the strong, right and wrong are not distinguished, and those who have committed serious crimes will be knocked down to Hell, where they will never be reincarnated.
1991
Han Chen: Five years ago, the parking stall of the Imperial Palace Restaurant in Tunmen Daxing Village opened up auspiciously. My brothers and I had great ambitions. Who knew that less than half a month after opening, we were raided an average of 13 times a day, and within a year, 6 brothers died.
Buddha bless!
The fortune-teller said that I was a "one-time hero, Wan Guku", but I disagreed. I think it is up to you to decide whether you will live or die if you come out to mess around. The days you follow me are the shortest, the foundation is the cleanest, and you can choose your own path.
Well, I wish you all the best in the police station, cheers officers!
...]
The two were very scheming, the script should have been completed, but they only brought over a short paragraph from the front, and didn't even give the general plot.
However, it doesn't matter, Sun Hao flipped through the two pieces of paper, handed them to Yang Shoucheng beside him, and said with a smile:
"Mr. Yang, have you read this script before?"
"I've seen it!" Yang Shoucheng pushed up his glasses, quite frankly.
"But I asked Aaron to evaluate it. I'm afraid I will lose money for this project!"
"Hehe..." Sun Hao chuckled.
"Mr. Yang, vote, I think it should make money."
"real?"
"I'm the director."
"Haha, you didn't say it earlier."
At this time, Yang Shoucheng smiled, took two pages of paper, folded them and put them in his pocket.
"Okay, Qiangzai, Huizai, we voted for this movie, you two come to our company tomorrow, let's discuss the details.
What star do you need? What is the specific budget? When will it start? Do you need to be deeply involved in the creation..."
"Well…"
He looked at Yang Shoucheng, then at Sun Hao, both Mai Zhaohui and Zhuang Wenqiang were a little confused.
Do you want to be so strong?
I only watched the previous short paragraph, without even asking about the specific plot, and directly asked people to participate in the investment.
The point is that Yang Shoucheng who didn't like the script at all~www.mtlnovel.com~ really believed in Sun Hao? !
"Why, can't you trust us?"
Yang Shoucheng saw the two of them in a daze, with displeased faces. Although I scolded you for something you wrote last month, it doesn't make you disbelieve what I said, right? !
"Oh, trustworthy, trustworthy!"
Seeing Yang Shoucheng's cold face, Zhuang and Mai immediately got smart, they forgot that Boss Yang was doing the trick.
"If you can trust me, go to our company tomorrow!" Yang Shoucheng waved his hand outward.
Lao Tzu and Sun Hao still have business to talk about, how can there be room for the two of you to keep chattering here.
Mai Zhaohui and Zhuang Wenqiang left happily, and the room became quiet again.
Standing at the front of the box, looking at the horses running back and forth on the racecourse, after hesitating for a long time, Yang Shoucheng said:
"Sun Hao, why don't you help me win a handful of court wind? Just yesterday, that old gambler, fourth brother, took another 4 million from me."