Of course, Yun Mingcheng received the news about such a big thing as Zhang Jiazhen's suicide last night. It's just that he was playing and connecting with multiple people at the time, so he didn't notice it. He usually gets up late in the morning, has breakfast and drives out after nine o'clock in the morning. However, he did not go to the company in the morning.
The company's affairs are all handled by professional managers, so naturally he, the boss, doesn't have to do everything personally.
His usual "stronghold" in the capital is a racing track on the fifth ring road in the south of the capital. There were constant voice chats in the WeChat group along the way, and several friends were chatting about this matter.
"Master Yun, when will you arrive?"
"I still have twenty minutes, the road is a bit congested." Yun Mingcheng drove and chatted on voice.
"Master Yun, Zhang Jiazhen committed suicide last night. Is there any inside story about this?" asked a younger brother in the circle of children from aristocratic families.
Yun Mingcheng is thirty years old this year. Because he is successful in business, he is good to his close friends. He will help anyone who needs emergency money. Therefore, he is the eldest brother in his circle.
This is completely different from him in the business world. Maybe everyone has a different side. Or maybe, the problems of the children of these aristocratic families are just trivial matters in the eyes of people at Yun Mingcheng's level, and he is willing to help. Or maybe he thinks of it as an investment.
"I saw it while eating this morning." Yun Mingcheng paused for a moment and said, "I can only say that Mr. Jing is still powerful! He was able to force Zhang Jiazhen into despair. Eighty percent of the materials that Fang Shaofan, CEO of Phoenix Film and Television, used to report were real."
Someone said: "Hey, I don't know how much I bought it for. I'm really willing to spend a lot of money."
"Yes, with tens of millions in front of us, how many people in the entertainment industry can stop him? Brother Mingcheng, how did you deal with that gangster in the end?"
Yun Mingcheng said: "What else can I do? Beat him up, make him spit out the money, and drive him away. This grandson took pictures behind my back and sold them for 200,000. He is a bastard. Does he know that I It cost 10 million to hire the navy to follow Mr. Jing."
"Hiss~" There was a gasp in the WeChat group. Among the young people in the group, some are studying and some have just graduated, but really no one can spend 10 million in cash at once. Unless you are already starting a business or starting a family.
“With such a huge investment, it’s no wonder that this time we can create such a big momentum!”
Yun Mingcheng said: "I personally estimate that the amount of money Mr. Jing has invested in this matter is no less than 50 million. You have all heard of the person who handled it, that is He Qingsha, the oiran from Mingqing Residence. She is now working with Mr. Jing. .”
"Hi! This Mr. Jing is really lustful and romantic. He dares to stay around Yuan Han's women."
"Tch! What you said is so high-sounding. If you have Yuan Han's strength, what's the matter? He Qingsha is a beauty in her prime, with a beautiful body, a curvy front and back. You don't want to mess with her a few times and taste her. Charm and charm? I met her once, she is really beautiful, charming and a beauty. She has been with Yuan Han for several years, how many people want to treat her to a meal but they can't?"
After chatting along the way, Yun Mingcheng arrived at the racing track and mingled with a few friends. In fact, they, the children of the aristocratic family, all realized that this incident would have an impact on Jing Gao's reputation. No matter what, forcing someone to death is always unpleasant. But no one mentioned it. They were not familiar with Jing Gao, so why were they worried about him?
Just eat melon.
All in all, this incident made Jing Gao look really powerful, with a brilliant record.
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Yun Ruolin knew the news early in the morning. After sending her son to kindergarten, she drove to the Bulgari Hotel to meet her friend Wei Minjun for tea and chat.
She actually has a position in the city's bureau, but she often doesn't go to work and occasionally shows up in the bureau.
There is no way, the life of a thirty-year-old wife is so boring, of course it is relaxed and comfortable.
"Ruolin, you're here. Sit down!" Wei Minjun opened the door to the suite, let Yun Ruolin in, and greeted her with a smile to sit down. This round and beautiful woman seems to be in a great mood.
"What are you so happy about, Sister Minjun?" Yun Ruolin was delicate and elegant, shaking her cloud-like hair on her shoulders and asking with a smile.
Wei Minjun's skin was fair and smooth. She was wearing a beautiful Chanel dress and a jacket. She had plump and tall peaks, making her figure graceful and graceful. She sat on the sofa with her legs crossed. She smiled with two pear dimples and said: "Of course I am happy. , if you haven’t looked at stocks, you wouldn’t know that Hong Kong-funded entertainment companies have plummeted in A-shares and Hong Kong stocks recently, and I succeeded in shorting. Goose goose..."
Yun Ruolin guessed Wei Minjun's mentality after thinking for a moment, because she had taken advantage of Jing Gao, and because Sister Min Jun knew that Jing Gao wanted to persecute Zhang Jiazhen, she couldn't help laughing and said: "Sister Min Jun, then Why don't you give Jing Gao a call?"
Wei Minjun waved his hand and said reservedly: "I will not call him. I will wait until the day of his wedding before sending him a text message to tell him. He is not even in a good mood to get married. Goose goose..."
She laughed again, she was so happy.
"Ruolin, Zhang Jiazhen committed suicide last night, how did you contact Jing Gao?" Wei Minjun knew his friend's personality and behavior well, and knew that she would definitely contact Jing Gao. This in itself is a way to deepen the connection.
Jing Gao's growth has made it impossible for them to ignore such a businessman in the capital. He controls some social and business resources, and it is obviously more comfortable to be friends with Jing Gao than to be enemies. Of course she wanted to see Jing Gao make a fool of herself even more.
Yun Ruolin bent her legs, hugged the pillow, took a sip from the coffee cup in one hand, and said: "I sent him a WeChat message last night to remind him to pay attention to the actions behind this. He didn't send it to me until after six o'clock this morning Reply. Just two words, thank you. Sister Minjun, do you think he would come to us if he wanted to send a message to the higher ups?"
Wei Minjun subconsciously said: "It's okay to ask you for help, why are you asking for me?" Then he realized that it was precisely because she had a bad relationship with Jing Gao that the words she passed on were more credible. He raised his chin slightly and snorted, "If he comes to see me, I will definitely give him a hard time. At least let him hand over my dirty information."
Yun Ruolin couldn't help laughing.
The two casually chatted about other life topics.
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Zhu Yu, a big V and second-generation rich man hanging out in the capital, also got the news. At about 10 a.m. on the 29th, he was entertaining the visiting Phoenix Fairy Pavilion Club General Manager Deng Ran, as well as the famous beauty commentator Qing Ling of King of Glory in the club.
Several of them, the bosses of the King of Glory team, made an appointment to have tea together to enhance their relationship and chat about the transfer.
In a simple conference room, seven or eight of their club owners chatted about the recent increase in transfer fees. In order to create publicity, one player abruptly offered a summer transfer fee worth 10 million. This kind of bubble puts a lot of pressure on investors like them. The KPL league of Honor of Kings is not that fun.
Zhu Yu stopped a boss from smoking and said, "Master Hu, there are ladies here today, so we won't smoke."
Deng Ran didn't say anything, just drank tea from the cup. She knew very well that Zhu Yu was Brother Jing's younger brother.
Qing Ling followed Deng Ran, secretly dumbfounded. The boss is really calm. Her salary is paid by Phoenix Immortal Pavilion, although the host and commentator belong to the alliance.
While Zhu Yu was chatting, he was brushing his meager notes. He had already sent out his meager notes last night, "Although the man is dead, the issue of Toyotomi, the great power, still needs to be investigated!" The people below were polarized.
Some people say that when a person dies, his debts disappear. There is also talk of clearing up the atmosphere in the entertainment industry. There was a lot of quarreling.
He was swiping his meager money and eating melon at the same time. Because he knows the inside story that some netizens don’t know. This feeling made him feel good.
Of course, there are more inside stories that he doesn't know.
At this moment, Zhu Yu's cell phone rang, and it was his friend Cheng Yanxi who called him, "Zhu Yu, Cheng Zhao and I have come to the capital. Let's go out to eat together at noon."
"Okay." Zhu Yu agreed happily. As Brother Ren's condition stabilized, Ren Jiahui recently returned to Shencheng, and Xi Siyan followed. And An Yi went to Hong Kong Island because of the photo controversy. "I'll call An Yi to see if he'll be back in the capital during the National Day holiday."
