Chapter 235 Dinner

Style: Romance Author: Suspected to be romanticWords: 2241Update Time: 24/01/11 17:20:41
Liu Yifei is not the kind of girl who will stay in the hotel and wait for her boyfriend to come back.

Zhang Yuanjun went out with his front foot, and Liu Yifei went out with his back foot.

There is no need to worry about the paparazzi following her. Her mother has left her assistant in the country and no one is looking after her. There are countless top department stores and luxury boutiques in Beverly Hills.

The little rich woman Liu Yifei will be happy when she is not happy now!

She took Zhang Yuanjun's assistant and went out together: "You can't help him in a meeting, so go shopping with me."

The two of them were shopping and eating in Hollywood. Liu Yifei not only bought things for herself, but also for Zhang Yuanjun and Xiao Zhao.

Over at the company, Zhang Yuanjun received Wayne Levin, the visiting chief strategy officer of Lions Gate.

One has investment intentions, and the other is willing to accept investment. Lionsgate is a long-established manufacturer, and Zhang Yuanjun and Eddie are not newcomers who know nothing.

This kind of negotiation is very easy to negotiate.

Lionsgate is not necessarily very optimistic about Zhang Yuanjun’s studio. It is just interested in a new emerging studio. It will invest some symbolic money to see if it can incubate the company. The money spent is not Lionsgate’s own money - this round The investment was led by a foundation affiliated with Lionsgate.

Moreover, angel rounds are not so much about investing in companies as they are about investing in people.

Lionsgate invested in Zhang Yuanjun.

They believe that an Easterner who can conceive of a story like "Buried Alive" is worthy of attention.

"Not to mention you are so young." Wayne Levin laughed. "While other young men are still sending resumes to various film companies asking for meetings, you have already founded your own company in Hollywood and successfully produced a movie. A profitable film."

In one afternoon, the two parties reached an agreement. Lionsgate invested US$7 million in Z Studio to expand the company's scale and improve its business. Correspondingly, Lionsgate obtained 22.4% of Z Studio's shares, becoming the third largest investment company besides Zhang Yuanjun. largest shareholder.

It is meaningless for angels to discuss equity allocation in rotation, and Zhang Yuanjun does not mind such a division.

At the end of the negotiation, Wayne Levin and Zhang Yuanjun shook hands: "I hope we can have a happy cooperation."

"Of course you'll be grateful for the investment you made in Lionsgate today."

Wayne Levin declined Zhang Yuanjun's invitation: "Eddie told me that you brought your girlfriend with you. You should share the good news with her, and I won't disturb you."

But Zhang Yuanjun wanted to share the news with his girlfriend, but both his girlfriend and his assistant went crazy: "Wait for me for a while, we will be back soon."

It took the two of them half an hour to return to the hotel.

"How much did you buy?" The two of them said they had ten shopping bags.

"This is just part of it, the rest will be delivered to the hotel later." The two of them left the bags on the bed.

"I bought this for my mother."

"I bought this for Xiao Shu."

"Now, this is the tie I bought for you."

"These shoes are very comfortable."

Liu Yifei checked everything and was very satisfied with today's shopping trip.

"Didn't you say you would treat me to dinner?" Zhang Yuanjun took two bottles of water and gave them to the two of them.

"I'll eat late, I'll take a rest." Then he and Xiao Zhao described today's shopping income to Zhang Yuanjun.

We went to the Kodak Theater where the Oscars are held, went to the Walk of Fame to count the stars, and also went to the Chinese Theater.

"No, haven't you seen all of this before?"

"Let's watch it again. That's not what we came to Hollywood to watch." Liu Yifei had a good rest and said, "Let's go eat."

Assistant Xiao Zhao consciously avoided it and just said: "There are domestic paparazzi in foreign countries as well as domestic ones, so be careful."

The two of them went out and took a walk to the restaurant they had reserved.

Along the way, Liu Yifei was still chattering about her afternoon's harvest. It seemed that she was really happy.

Zhang Yuanjun asked her: "Are you happy because you can go shopping without being photographed by reporters, or are you happy because you go out with me?"

Liu Yifei smiled and said: "Don't be so pretty. I must be happy because I can go out and play. You are not important."

"I'm not important, so I'll go back and eat in the hotel restaurant as usual."

"How dare you! I've reserved all the seats!" Liu Yifei said.

"Didn't you say I'm not important?"

"Important, important, you are the most important, walk quickly, walk quickly, there are only two steps left, you are in front." Liu Yifei took Zhang Yuanjun's arm.

It seems that Liu Yifei really put her mind into it, and the restaurant she booked is the famous Musso & Frank in Hollywood - Chaplin's favorite.

Opened in 1919, it is almost a century old store.

Liu Yifei did not book a private room, so the two of them ate in the lobby.

Zhang Yuanjun originally thought that the two of them would just have a steak tonight and drink some red wine to cheer up the atmosphere.

Unexpectedly, Liu Yifei arranged a complete set of Western-style meals.

Very ceremonial.

I opened a bottle of good red wine to wake up, starting with the caviar as a first course, then soup, then side dishes, then main dishes and salads, and finally desserts and coffee.

"I can't accept what you did." Zhang Yuanjun always felt that Liu Yifei had other intentions.

"Why are you so anxious about inviting you to dinner?"

"If I had known you were doing this, I would have changed into a tuxedo and come out." Zhang Yuanjun said.

The two chatted during the meal, and Zhang Yuanjun told Liu Yifei what happened in the company today.

"That Alien movie looks good to me. It just depends on how much money Peter Jackson is willing to pay."

"I have to urge Summit Entertainment to settle the bill for me. If "Buried Alive" doesn't settle the bill, I will use my own money to advance to the company."

"How much money can you make from "Buried Alive"?" Liu Yifei asked him.

"It should be between 10 and 20 million. The money earned at the box office is just trivial. The disc market and media demand will make money later, and I don't have to share this income with Summit Entertainment."

"Can you take the big head?"

"No, it's better to get more from the distributor who controls the channels. I calculated in advance that the discs and media on-demand broadcasts of "Buried Alive" can give me several million a year."

Liu Yifei smiled and said: "I accidentally found someone so rich."

"What do you think." Zhang Yuanjun took Liu Yifei's cup and poured her another glass of wine, "I have to work hard to make money to save my wife's money."

Liu Yifei spat at him: "I'm only 20 years old, and this is what you want."

"Isn't she already of legal age? My female classmate who didn't go to college in high school is now a mother."

"Don't say it so nicely, you just want to bully me."

"Look, I haven't said anything yet, and you are thinking that way. It seems that your mind is not pure. Also, the young man is so energetic, so many girls want to get me, and I will give you an advantage."

"You are so shameless." Liu Yifei scolded with a smile.

At 9 o'clock in the evening, the two finished dinner and returned to the hotel hand in hand.

Liu Yifei is a drunkard, and even a little bit of wine won't help her. Zhang Yuanjun sent her back to the room. Before he could speak, Liu Yifei said, "You sit down first, and I'll take a shower."

Zhang Yuanjun's chest jumped twice.

The blush on Liu Yifei's face was unknown whether it was because of alcohol or shyness.

Xiao Zhao seemed to know that something was going on tonight, and he didn't call Zhang Yuanjun all night.

However, she still went to the door of Zhang Yuanjun's room and looked, but there was no light coming from the crack in the door.

It looks like I won't be back tonight. (End of chapter)