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Chapter 282 - 160 Empresses in the Palace? Am I the Fat Orange? (Long - , please subscribe)_2

Chapter 282: Chapter 160 Empresses in the Palace? Am I the Fat Orange? (Long Chapter, please subscribe)_2

Su Man toyed with Xiao Fei’s hair: "Don’t worry, our boss loves watching beautiful women perform, and since you both sing and dance, later on you won’t even have to speak—when it’s your turn on stage, Boss Zhang will definitely be there ahead of time! Right, boss?"

Zhang Jingdong curled his lips: "Rest assured, I dare not provoke any of you, so I will definitely watch everyone’s performance attentively!"

The four beauties all burst into laughter at once.

The scene was like spring returning to the earth, captivating.

Just then, Liu Zongheng pushed the door and came in.

Seeing this scene, he stopped in his tracks, taking a full 5 seconds to finally snap back to reality.

Approaching: "Boss, Lin Yilun has already arrived, he is now in the VIP reception room."

"Alright, I’ll go there now..."

Zhang Jingdong gestured towards the four beauties: "Want to come with me to meet the big star?"

To his surprise, all four of them shook their heads.

Zhang Jingdong immediately laughed: "What’s the situation? Don’t all you women like male celebrities?"

Xiao Fei waved her hand: "Although he’s a star, he’s not as handsome as you, doesn’t sing as well as you, and most crucially... my idol is Leon Lai!"

An Lu: "My idol is Bruce Lee."

Su Man: "The only male celebrity I like is Leslie Cheung."

Shu Ran: "I rather admire Michael Jackson."

"Got it, you are really devoted, alright then..." Zhang Jingdong smiled and shook his head: "See you later then."

Immediately afterward, he followed Liu Zongheng out of the rehearsal room and went to the VIP reception room on the second floor.

In his past life, the only time Zhang Jingdong saw a celebrity in person was when he went to a Zhou Jielun concert. He couldn’t get the tickets and eventually bought them from a scalper, costing him a whopping 3,500 big ones.

As a result, after he went there, he listened to a sister with a very distinctive voice howling throughout the entire concert, which made him regret it for more than half a month.

As for Lin Yilun, Zhang Jingdong did not have much impression of his singing, but had watched many of his cooking shows and knew he had many properties across the country, very wealthy.

Upon entering the door, a man and a woman stood up, and a hint of gossip flashed through Zhang Jingdong’s eyes.

Approaching, Zhang Jingdong felt that Lin Yilun was almost the same as he remembered, just with much softer skin and an added dash of handsomeness.

The woman beside him, although not strikingly beautiful at first glance, had a very gentle and noble temperament, and her figure was in no way inferior to that of professional models.

Zhang Jingdong extended his hand proactively: "Mr. Lin, hello, my name is Zhang Jingdong, I am the owner of this bar, thank you for gracing our opening ceremony."

"Don’t mention it, I’ve actually always been performing in some clubs, and Brother Hui is a very good friend of mine, it’s rare that he asks for something, so I must give him face."

After some brief courtesies between the two, suddenly there was a knock on the door from outside.

Liu Zongheng stood up to open the door, and then Chen Hui and Ning Hao walked in.

With one glance at Ning Hao, Zhang Jingdong knew this guy had figured things out, and he immediately felt a sense of joy.

"Boss, Yilun, younger sister-in-law, sorry for being late, something came up last minute..."

Seeing Lin Yilun’s puzzled expression, Chen Hui immediately explained: "I forgot to tell you yesterday, Mr. Zhang is actually my boss now, he acquired the company, and also invested a large sum of money, allowing me to expand the music company into an entertainment company!"

Lin Yilun suddenly realized, and the smile on his face became much more sincere in an instant.

"So it’s like that, Mr. Zhang really is powerful!"

"Mr. Zhang, in the future if there’s anything I can help with, please contact me at any time, I will give it my all!"

In Lin Yilun’s eyes, if Zhang Jingdong was just a rich second generation running a bar, that’s one thing, but if he’s also the big boss of an entertainment company, then this was definitely an opportunity to seize and make good connections.

Seeing how receptive he was, Zhang Jingdong responded: "With your words, I’m reassured. We will definitely collaborate more in the future!"

Zhang Jingdong chatted with them for a bit more, then left Lin Yilun with Chen Hui, as he and Liu Zongheng exited the room.

As he was about to leave, Zhang Jingdong intentionally or unintentionally glanced back at Ning Hao.

Ning Hao understood in an instant and hurriedly excused himself with Chen Hui, then followed out the door.

Zhang Jingdong led Ning Hao up to the third floor but didn’t take him to his own office, instead, they arrived at the railing.

Zhang Jingdong glanced at the bartender in the bar downstairs and casually said: "So, Director Ning, you came around that quickly?"

Ning Hao didn’t take offense, nodding straightforwardly: "Yes! I think you make a lot of sense, I’ve decided to listen to you!"

Zhang Jingdong smiled with satisfaction: "I knew you were smart, knowing what to do and when to do it!"

"Alright, this is the deal: come to the company tomorrow to sign a contract, 5 years for 10 movies, and as for the investment in each movie... it won’t be less than 5 million, and there’s no upper limit. What do you think?"

Upon hearing the first half, Ning Hao was a bit hesitant as 5 years isn’t short, and making 2 movies a year felt a bit rushed for him, a Virgo.

But when he heard the latter part about the amount of investment, he almost choked on his saliva in his eagerness: "Okay... cough cough... I agree!"

There was no helping it, although deep down he was an artist, the offer was just too good to refuse!

And seeing how quickly he agreed, Zhang Jingdong once again felt the magical power of money, and this time, also the guilty pleasure of messing with an old artist.