Chapter 1482: Lin Zhou

The next day, Ren Jingxi woke up very early.

It was just past six o'clock.

This is the guest room in the east courtyard of Maoer Hutong Mansion.

Last night, I mustered up the courage to stay. I had no desires, but I couldn't bear it. And then, still nothing. When he was sent away in the middle of the night, Chen Qing was the only one left beside him, and a certain girl deliberately showed a smug expression, which was very annoying.

I know he likes to mess around, but it seems that he is suddenly not interested in women.

That's right.

Probably gradually had enough fun and started to calm down.

It's just a little aggrieved.

Why should I collect it from myself, I can't... wait, bad guy.

After dressing and washing, I went to the study building in the Juzhong Garden compound.

Familiar with the way.

After reconciling with Mo Wuling, I don't come here many times on weekdays, but there are also many.

Unexpectedly, Qin Buzui was already here, lying on the sofa in the cubicle on the first floor leisurely, holding the "Shan Hai Jing" in his hand, seeing her coming in, he greeted her with a smile, "Morning."

"Morning," Ren Jingxi nodded, quietly scrutinizing Qin Buzui's expression, seeing that she didn't seem to be at a loss, she couldn't help but probe: "It's such a cold day, you wake up so early?"

Qin Buzui made her unexpectedly straightforward, with a smile: "There's only one person in the bed, it's not warm."

The mansion has top-of-the-line heating equipment, which is of course a joke.

However, Qin Buzui was also frank, because last night he stayed alone in the vacant room and was upset, so he woke up early.

Ren Jingxi immediately sympathized with each other, and he was also very upset.

However, although the two of them were very congenial, they didn't intend to find someone to keep warm with each other. Qin Buzui, who was lazily lying on the soft bed in the small room, didn't invite him either, so he pointed upstairs: "I'll go find a book."

Qin Buzui nodded, but didn't ask to stay.

Ren Jingxi came to the second floor of the library, wandered among the bookshelves for a while, and picked out a copy of "Myths, Legends and Folk Tales". I haven't forgotten what happened last night. I plan to start setting up the animation department of Huanzhu Film and Television immediately today. If I happen to have this book, I will look for it in advance.

He sat down at the clinical desk with a book, and turned on the computer casually.

After the screen turned on, I remembered one thing.

This year's four major fashion weeks are still first opened in New York, the time is February 18, the third day of the first month of the lunar calendar.

In order to go to New York, obviously, obviously, he didn't spend a lot of years, but in the end, that person came to China. I don't know if she will be as wronged when she hears the news as she was driven to the vacant room last night.

About Mo Wuling.

Everyone is not a fool, maybe even Zhu Momo felt his aunt's special affection for that man, evil fate. However, she also found that he was quite restrained in this matter.

complicated man.

Calculating the time, it was more than five o'clock in the afternoon in New York the day before, and it was Friday again. Zhu Momo must be preparing for the evening show, so he didn't contact her.

Instead, I remembered Chen Qing talking about a new song by a man during the chat after dinner last night: "Life is like a Summer Flower".

Ren Jingxi felt that it was even better than "Those Flowers" and more in line with her taste, but someone already blind must like it better, so she thought that maybe she would email her the lyrics later.

There are also some regrets.

Said that he planned to make a documentary about logging in to Mount Everest, and used this song as the theme song, Ren Jingxi very bluntly tried to ask for the project, but failed.

Because of the planned Sino-US co-production, her 'workshop' seemed too small.

Actually not small.

When my thoughts came to matters such as size, I couldn't help but think of the other women who appeared last night, that...it was too big. I don't know where I found that evil man, and I couldn't help but think sourly, it must be sagging when I take off my clothes, it doesn't look good.

Well, just sour.

It must have taken a lot of effort to maintain it, and money doesn't matter here at all, so that figure is really good-looking.

Flipping through the book in such a chaotic state of mind, while directly opening the work mailbox to take notes, I don’t know how long it took, there were footsteps behind her, and turning her head, it was the waitress named Jiang Shanwu: “Miss Ren, the boss and the others are here. Have breakfast at Fanglou, do you want to come?"

Only then did he glance at the time, it was almost eight o'clock.

With a promise, I saved the notes and emails, turned off the computer, put back the books, and then went downstairs.

Fang Lou is very lively here.

In addition to a certain man and the rosy-faced Chen Qing, there is also the American girl Jill Pector who lives here, her follower Zhao Anni, Li Youhu and Teacher Yu, and Qin Buzui.

The girls who were so big and eye-catching didn't show up.

Even if he has a conscience, otherwise, everyone would be too stimulated.

Breakfast was the same as last night, and there was still nothing serious about it. Obviously, he couldn't talk about many things here with these women, but he talked about the film and television entertainment industry.

It has also benefited a lot.

As he said, the film and television industry in China is actually not short of talents and creativity, but only ideas. Moreover, many ideas are just a layer of window paper.

Just think about it.

For example, the idea of ​​schedules that has been rapidly established in the past few years, although the popular one is only a Lunar New Year schedule, but after this concept is confirmed, the entire industry is obviously much more transparent, and has begun to draw inferences from one instance to other cases.

It's a pity that he can't stay in China for a few more days.

After breakfast, Simon bid farewell to the women at the Maoer Hutong mansion and set off again. This time, Chen Qing is traveling together, and the next stop is Seoul, South Korea.

Inside the cabin of a Boeing 767.

When the plane took off, Chen Qing busily made coffee herself, brought some fruits, and carried them to the study in the front cabin.

He put the tray on his boss's desk, poured a cup of coffee and handed it to the man. Holding a plate of fruit, he squeezed it into his boss's arms, glanced at a copy of Jiangnan Mutual Entertainment's equity transfer materials that he was reading, and gave it away. A piece of apple was put into the mouth of the boss, but he said another thing: "I think I can definitely get pregnant this time."

Simon ate the apple, and said with a smile, "Then you've got your wish."

Chen Qing laughed a few times, and then said, "Boss, can you think of a name for our baby?"

Simon turned a page of the information in front of him and said, "We'll talk about it when you're sure."

Chen Qing was not in a hurry, and asked, "By the way, boss, the one in Ah Su's belly, do you want a name?"

Simon nodded: "Lin Zhou."

Chen Qing opened her beautiful eyes, tilted her head and pondered for a while, she thought it was pretty good, but was surprised: "Boss, why is it a single word, and, although it sounds good, it seems to be a little worse than Qianshu?"

Simon laughed and said, "It was originally two characters, but Xiao Su thought the name was too big and a little old-fashioned, so he changed it to the word 'Zhou', and everyone thought it was good."

"Two words?" Chen Qing pondered for a while, but still didn't think of it, and asked: "What is it?"

"Chunqiu, Lin Chunqiu."

Chen Qing blinked, nodded and said: "This one is indeed a bit big, but Lin Chunqiu, Lin Chunqiu, is not old-fashioned, very domineering."

Simon put his arms around the thin waist of the woman in his arms, and said, "It's all good. Throughout the ages, it has been called 'Zhou', which just corresponds to the word 'Chunqiu'. Isn't there a name and a word in China? In the future, it will be Lin Zhou, and the word Chunqiu."

"Oh, I don't care about that now, only the name," Chen Qing said with a smile, and then asked about the one she cared more about: "What about the English name?"

"Lucas," Simon said, "Lucas Lin Westeros."

"It seems to be very different."

Simon laughed and said, "That's how the English name is. It's too uncommon. It might be taken as the name of a kitten or a dog."

Chen Qing echoed, stroked her lower abdomen, and looked forward to it even more, but stopped talking, turned to the document that the man was looking through, and said: "I gave up 30% of the shares, and now I think it still hurts, but next There will definitely be no more troubles. In addition, the merger between Lenovo and Excellence has been approved internally and will be approved in the near future. I have to say that the boss’s thinking is more correct. In China, we only take what we can get. a portion."

Simon happened to turn to the detailed files of some of the names involved behind the scenes of the relevant equity interests. He only browsed through the past, and he was basically sure that there would be no trouble in the future. , according to the shareholding ratio, as much as you want."

"I remember."

"Also, if something happens in the future, don't be ambiguous about the relevant equity, and hand it over to the upper management in China," Simon continued: "However, we must not let go of the control, otherwise, the entire company will be completely destroyed. give up."

Chen Qing nodded again.

In fact, I know that the original idea of ​​my boss was to allocate part of the state-owned assets to China.

It's just that this may be the most beneficial to the Chinese country, and people with a little brain must understand it, but the problem is, how can the country's money be as easy as its own money?

Chen Qing thought about it, and then said: "Also, everyone has no objection to the listing, and they hope to be listed in the United States."

Of course, Simon has no objection. He chooses the United States. Maybe he thinks the sky is high and the emperor is far away here, but the other side of the ocean is completely his own territory. Although he didn't plan to do anything, he just pretended that he didn't have these shares, but if he really wanted to do something, it was extremely convenient: "Then operate as soon as possible, before the end of this bull market in technology stocks."

Chen Qing agreed again.

Simon thought of Lenovo and Excellence just now, paused, but still didn't say anything. After all, Lenovo's line, with Nizi's wrist in her arms, will definitely be able to manage well, and he doesn't need to explain anything in particular. Moreover, with Simon's current position, Lenovo's line is of course very pleasing.

Chen Qing watched her boss flip through the documents in his hand, and changed another internal document about China's upcoming restart of the insurance industry. She couldn't help asking: "Boss, I found something."

"Um?"

"A Su's side, Paradise Online is also very popular, why doesn't anyone ask her for equity?"

Simon smiled and slid his big hand down, caressing Chen Qing's stomach: "Because of this."

Chen Qing was pointed out by her boss, and she immediately reacted.

Because Lin Su has a child.

It turned out to be that simple.

Thinking about it, Simon's good opinion of China is a relationship that the upper echelons of the authorities care about very much. Under such a background, no matter how stupid those people are, they would not dare to take the things of Lin Su's mother and son, otherwise they would appear to be too bullying.

Is Simon Westeros a bully?

Of course not.

If this makes your boss feel bad about China, it will be even more harmful than the gain, and even many people will be unlucky.

In contrast, on the Suzhou side, although everyone knows the capital behind the scenes, "business" is just "business". Whether you agree or refuse here, Simon Westeros will

I won't go to war over such a trivial matter, otherwise it will appear too shameless.

After thinking about this, Chen Qing felt aggrieved immediately: "Boss, I want to have a baby too."

Simon smiled and reassured: "There will be."