Chapter 1261

"It's not a recommendation to you, but a suggestion. China Pacific Airlines controls the travel channels for 10 million people. You and I both know the value of a monopoly."

Little Superman was still arguing, but Yang Cheng couldn't listen because he had preconceived ideas, "Actually, one-third of the 10 million people often take Guotai's flights, and Xiangjiang Airport doesn't allow it." Other airlines are coming in."

Another thing he didn't dare to say is that Cathay Pacific has too many ZZ factors. Unless he is given absolute control and a thorough cleansing of the company, he will never participate.

Feeling Yang Cheng's unusually firm attitude again, Little Superman regretfully gave up on persuading him. He tried again and again but failed again and again. Today, he failed twice in a row to try to persuade Yang Cheng. In order to avoid a stalemate in the relationship, Little Superman wisely changed the topic .

Afterwards, the atmosphere of the chat was much more harmonious. The two chatted from horses to golf, and even talked about the newly promoted beauty stars in the entertainment industry. In short, they were all irrelevant topics.

I don't know if it's because the women chatted too much, but after only an hour, Yang Cheng and Little Superman went to the rooms of their respective female companions, and their spa treatments were only half done.

I won't talk about what happened after that, anyway, Yang Cheng got what she wanted and became a winner in life in the cloud. . . . . .

Early the next morning, Yang Cheng opened his eyes first. Concubine Liu was sleeping soundly beside her, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she had dreamed of something bad.

Yang Cheng stretched out his hand and pulled up the quilt to prevent her from catching cold. She got out of the bed and walked out of the bedroom. The remote control curtains were opened left and right. The ultimate beauty that can only be enjoyed at a height of one meter, of course, the premise is that you have to be lucky enough, otherwise you can only experience the mystery of being in the clouds and not knowing why you are under your feet~

The morning of the Xiangjiang River is exceptionally quiet. No matter how noisy the day is, it is so quiet at this time, especially facing the direction of the Victoria Harbour. The road is extremely empty, there are no cars coming and going, no crowds, even the homeless on the side of the road are enjoying this rare tranquility.

It's just after 6 o'clock, and it won't be long before the tranquility will be broken by the early commuters. Yang Cheng finds out his mobile phone and starts calling the American side to inquire about the company's situation.

Although he is not in the company for more than half of the time every year, he has never lost his understanding of the company. As long as he has time, he will pay attention to the company's current situation.

After hanging up the phone, he checked the briefing on the pad again. During the period, he asked the butler to bring in a cup of freshly ground coffee to warm up his empty appetite for a while. After Liu Yifei woke up, he would have breakfast together.

At around 7 o'clock, Yang Cheng had faintly heard the commotion on the street, which meant the beginning of a new week.

After reading the briefing, he picked up a copy of today's newspaper that had just been delivered with the coffee. The butler just randomly selected some of the best-selling newspapers, without a specific category.

It is a coincidence that the one on the top is actually "Ming Pao".

Yang Cheng suddenly remembered that Liu Jianjun had sent someone to contact the Malaysians, but he didn't know the result.

A phone call came, luckily, Liu Jianjun just woke up.

"boss~"

"Hmm~ Have you made any initial contact with the Malaysians? What's the progress?" Yang Cheng asked directly without saying a word of nonsense.

"The matter is a bit complicated, and it has something to do with my failure to investigate clearly in advance~" Liu Jianjun smiled wryly.

"Tell me specifically~" Yang Cheng calmly said~

"Ming Pao is currently owned by World Chinese Media. This company is listed in Malaysia and Xiangjiang respectively. The actual controller is Zhang Xiaoqing, one of the top ten richest men in Malaysia."

Yang Cheng had never heard of this name, and in fact he didn't know the people in Malaysia.

"The other party is not good at talking?"

"No, World Chinese Media Company is Zhang Xiaoqing's family business at all.

More than half of the board of directors are Zhang Xiaoqing's people, either his younger brother or daughter, and his distant relatives. Although Zhang Xiaoqing's personal shareholding is only more than 20%, he actually controls more than 50% of the shares. Nodding, it is impossible for outsiders to buy, even from the secondary market. "

Yang Cheng squeezed her chin, "Test your attitude and see if there is any possibility of letting go. If you don't give up quickly, we don't have time to entangle with a traditional media."

"Yes boss, I'm going to meet with Huifeng Bank today to discuss the details of the IPO, do you want to attend?"

"I won't go, just tell me the result later."

"I know the boss~"

After hanging up the phone, Yang Cheng exhaled, this trip to Xiangjiang was really not smooth, the Xiangjiang Telecom that was on his lips was lost, and the "Ming Pao" that should have been at hand was also a dish on his plate, which made Yang Cheng He misunderstood that Xiangjiang was at odds with his life, and he couldn't do anything.

Forget it, don't think about it, go back to sleep with the beauty in your arms.

In the end, this incident didn't go according to people's wishes, the bedroom door was opened first, and the sleepy Liu Yifei pushed the door open and leaned against the door frame, yawning, "Morning~"

The beauty is like a dream. Looking at her cute and innocent appearance, all troubles are gone, and she walked over to send good morning Wen, "Morning, why don't you sleep for a while?"

"Mom called and woke me up, saying that Uncle Jiang invited us to have breakfast~"

"Oh? Then let them come over, just with Superboy."

"Then I'll ask them~"

. . .

At 8 o'clock in the morning, at the administrative bar on the 103rd floor, Yang Cheng sat in the middle and introduced Jiang Zhiqiang and Little Superman to each other, but they already knew each other. Qiqi's novels are first published on the Internet

"Richard and I have known each other for many years~" Qiqi's novels are published online

"Yes, Jason, don't waste your time~"

Yang Cheng spread out her hands, "Okay, if I didn't say anything, order first? I'm starving to death~"

Instead of the breakfast buffet, they got a waiter and ordered an American brunch set.

Steak, French fries, bread, fried eggs, and salad are full of plates.

"Does Mr. Jiang have anything to say?"

After eating for a while, Yang Cheng asked.

If he had nothing to do, he wouldn't suddenly make an appointment for breakfast.

Mr. Jiang put down his knife and fork, nodded and said, "It's a small matter. I have an appointment with Paul Kedland for afternoon tea. I wonder if Mr. Yang is free, can he attend?"

Yang Cheng heard the words and looked at Concubine Liu who was also puzzled, "Paul Cadland? President of Disney Asia?"

Brother Jiang affirmed, "Yes, Paul Kedera's advice was very important in the casting of "Mulan."

Yang Cheng understood, probably because they were worried and wanted to see Yang Cheng fulfill his promise with their own eyes.

He hesitated for a while, "Yes, but you have to understand that Paul Kedland only has the right to make suggestions, and the final decision is still in the hands of the chief producer of the project or the Disney board of directors."

"I understand the operating mechanism of Hollywood. In order to take care of Sissi, I want to try to become one of the co-producers of the "Mulan" project."

The corner of Yang Cheng's lips curled up in an instant. This was the fundamental purpose. By becoming one of the producers, she would be able to guarantee Concubine Liu Yifei's status in the crew. It seemed that they were still worried about their guarantee.

"Okay, then let's meet Paul Kedran first."

. . .

Paul Kedland was appointed by Walt Disney as the president of the Asian region the year before last, in charge of RB, South Korea, Southeast Asia, and Greater China.

This is a senior employee who has worked in Disney for 16 years. He also served as the president of Disney RB before. Now he is responsible for further promoting the company's development strategy and coordinating the business development of all Disney companies in Asia. It can be seen that the upper management treats him Acknowledgment of ability.

As for his immediate superior, Andy Bird, the chairman of the Disney International Department, is second only to Robert Iger in the head office. People's favorites.

It was still afternoon tea at the Peninsula Hotel, but this time everyone chose a square table for six people in a relatively hidden location. After hiding the bonsai, they avoided most of the sight.

"Mr. Yang? I have admired you for a long time. I often hear Mr. Bird mention you, and he is full of praise for the development of the new era film industry."

As soon as they met, Paul Kedran presented him with a courtesy that met the expectations of the Orientals.

Perhaps because he has been in Asia for a long time, Paul Kedland has acquired the modesty and elegance of the oriental people in his gestures and gestures.

Yang Cheng sat between Concubine Liu's mother and daughter, facing Paul Kedlan, while Mr. Jiang fell to the bottom.

"Call me jason. I have a good relationship with Mr. Iger. I didn't expect to meet another industry elite today. This is my honor." Yang Cheng also replied with hypocritical polite words, which opened up a good situation for today's conversation .

When they were talking, they happened to hear the table next door complaining, probably tourists from the mainland, "Oh my God, this is the legendary Peninsula Afternoon Tea? I'm so disappointed."

Another woman agreed, "Yeah, the service is far worse than that of the Shanghai Peninsula. What's the attitude? The waiter just put down the menu and left. He waited so long to take an order."

The girl who spoke before echoed, "That's right, I asked him to recommend a most popular item, but the result was the most uncreative cheesecake. My God, it's 150 Hong Kong dollars plus service charge. The taste is not as good as mine. The dessert shop downstairs is doing well."

"Also, look at these two silver pots, one pot contains tea, and the other pot contains boiling water. Does this mean that we need self-service? Doesn't it mean that we can experience Victorian aristocratic service in the peninsula? Do the nobles do it themselves?

That's all, what about the legendary Hermes tableware? It's all locally made in Hong Kong, oh my god, I'm never coming here again. "

"That's all. The key is that the refreshments are really not good. The standard of the sandwich supermarket, the standard of the Scone chain cake shop, and the legendary special sauce? Forget it, finish eating and leave."

Yang Cheng happened to have his back to the direction they were speaking, and he heard their complaints clearly. Before the two left, he almost couldn't hold back and said, "Who told you that you are not celebrities? I don't know if the peninsula is out. Are you famous for watching people order dishes?"