Chapter 602

Secretary Wang's young and beautiful face showed a sinister color. No, he knew himself and the enemy. He was invincible in a hundred battles. He must find out what kind of fox spirit he was. He quietly stopped a taxi. "Master, keep up with the black Bentley in front."

"OK, you sit down!"

The taxi master's eyes lit up. In their business, they have met all kinds of people and all kinds of strange things.

But what interests them most is undoubtedly that women follow men to block the bridge section of Xiaosan. As soon as they step on the accelerator, the car disappears into the night like an arrow.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in front of Caesar's palace.

Secretary Wang didn't get out of the car. He looked at Kang Xiangyang hurrying into Caesar's palace from a distance. On the contrary, he was relieved. It's normal for men to come to such a place, as long as there is no fox spirit.

His face was involuntarily filled with a smile and waved his hand: "all right, master, take me back. The fare is double for you."

"Don't wait for your family?"

The driver asked in some surprise.

"Wait, man, it's nothing to taste fresh occasionally, as long as you don't get entangled by those wild bees and butterflies, just remember to go home."

There is no so-called fox spirit, but men are just having fun, which makes Secretary Wang happy and said with a relieved smile.

The driver looked at Kang Xiangyang's back with envy, stepped on the accelerator and turned around to leave, but he secretly complained about his life. He secretly came to such a place to find a woman. When his daughter-in-law found out that he didn't quarrel or make noise, he could laugh. Where can such a good woman go? Alas, people are more popular than people, If only my yellow faced woman were half as generous as others.

Kang Xiangyang didn't know that he had been followed by his secretary. At the moment, his face was calm, but his heart was full of confusion. He didn't know where to meet him.

Especially when he found that President Wu of Caesar's palace personally met him downstairs and led the way for him, he became more and more uneasy. Was it Zhu Pengcheng and Zhu Dong who made an appointment with him?

As the chairman of Xingyi, Kang Xiangyang is also a man of great skill in the circle, but after all, his circle of contacts has limitations, most of which are related to the entertainment industry. There is still a big gap between talking and laughing with Zhu Pengcheng and the real heroes without white men.

If Kang Xiangyang stamp his feet and the entertainment circle can shake, Zhu Pengcheng stamp his feet and all walks of life in Yanjing will shake.

Although Zhu Pengcheng's projects are relatively single, only entertainment clubs and business clubs, but others take the high-level route. It can be seen from the identity of the people who have consumed in the club. His contacts and terrorist energy are by no means comparable to ordinary people.

If Kang Xiangyang knew that Zhu Pengcheng was the leader of the black mouse organization that most families in Yanjing owed humanity, I'm afraid he would be scared to kneel directly.

He came to the fourth floor in fear and looked at Zhu wucai standing at the door like the door god. Kang Xiangyang was more and more sure that it was Zhu Pengcheng who made an appointment with him.

After all, the only person who can make the great Miss Zhu willing to stand in front of the door and be the door god is president Zhu Pengcheng, which makes him more bitter. He doesn't know what price to pay to let Zhu Pengcheng let him go.

But no matter what, it will not be a loss to make a good impression on Miss Zhu. Kang Xiangyang took a quick step, bowed respectfully to Zhu wuleisure, and greeted with a flattering smile: "how are you, miss?"

"It's been very good recently. Thank you, Mr. Kang. You'd better hurry in."

Zhu wucai doesn't like dealing with people. He met Kang Xiangyang once in the club. The bastard also regarded her as the miss of the "uniform temptation group" here and wanted her to serve.

Although Kang Xiangyang later took out enough sincerity to apologize after learning her identity, and she also said she forgave him, she didn't have any good feelings for this person. She stepped back in disgust and said coldly.

Kang Xiangyang asked for nothing. He smiled and entered the room with a disheartened face.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Ding Ning sitting on the sofa. Song Ziyi stood behind him like a servant girl, staring at him.

Kang Hua sat in a corner of the sofa like an angry little daughter-in-law. When he saw him, he stood up like a Savior and said happily, "Dad, you're here. Why are you so slow."

Kang Xiangyang ignored him and looked around suspiciously. When he was sure that there were only three people here, he asked, "where's president Zhu?"

"President Zhu? What president Zhu? There are only three of us here. Where else is president Zhu?"

Kang Hua looked at Kang Xiangyang like an idiot and muttered to himself whether his father's brain was broken.

Ding Ning's eyes flashed, showing a smile rather than a smile, and said calmly: "it seems that Kang always misunderstood something. The SMS was sent by me, not by president Zhu as you think."

As soon as he heard that it was not Zhu Pengcheng, Kang Xiangyang subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief and strengthened his courage. He stared at Ding Ning and asked, "haven't you asked what to call?"

"It doesn't matter what you call me. You can call me Mr. Ning like Zhu wucai."

Ding Ning noncommittally crossed his legs, stretched out his hand and made an invitation gesture: "President Kang, please sit down. I think we need to talk now."

"About what?"

Kang Xiangyang sat on the sofa impolitely, exuding the dignity of those who had been in the upper position for a long time.

He sneered in his heart. He thought Zhu Pengcheng had taken hold of me. It turned out that he was just a yellow haired boy with no hair. It was no big deal. The only trouble was that Zhu wucai didn't know what to do with them and was willing to guard the door for them in person.

"Everyone's time is precious. President Kang had better not pretend to be confused. My patience is limited."

Ding Ning leans lazily on the sofa. Up to now, Kang Xiangyang still plays tricks here with a fluke mentality. He also tries to intimidate him with his superior's dignity and wants to strive for the initiative of negotiation. Suddenly, the corners of his mouth show a hint of disdain. Can you compare with several big men in the central pivot bureau again? It's blind to show off in front of me.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I just met Miss Zhu at the door. I don't know what the relationship between Mr. Ning and Miss Zhu is?"

Kang Xiangyang is still pretending to be a fool, delaying time, trying to find out the relationship between Ding Ning and Zhu wucai, and asks tentatively.

Ding Ning frowned impatiently and slowly sat up straight. The whole person's momentum suddenly changed. Like a peerless sword about to be scabbard, it exuded an unstoppable edge and stared at Kang Xiangyang's frightened eyes, Like the Supreme Master overlooking the common people, he said indifferently, "I am the knife and you are the fish. Kang should not challenge my patience again and again, otherwise, I promise you can't afford the consequences."

This amazing edge not only deterred Kang Xiangyang, but song Ziyi also turned pale. He looked at him as if he didn't know him. His brain was blank. Who is he?

Kang Hua was even more unbearable. He curled up in the corner of the sofa and looked at the strange Ding Ning with frightened eyes. He trembled all over. If Kang Xiangyang hadn't been here, he might have been incontinent again.

Kang Xiangyang avoided his indifferent eyes in awe, lowered his head in awe, and his heart pounded. At the moment, he did not doubt Ding Ning's words and swallowed hard, "Mr. Ning... Ning, you say... Say your conditions?"

When Ding Ning saw that he was soft, his momentum suddenly restrained and resumed his previous lazy appearance, "first, Xingyi and song Ziyi terminated the contract. We can't pay any breach fees. You can find a way to settle it yourself."

"It's impossible... Even if I promise, the board won't promise."

Kang Xiangyang screamed, but after being glanced at coldly by Ding Ning's eyes, he suddenly felt cold, his tone also dropped, and said bitterly.

"There is no room for discussion. Remember, I don't care how you handle the board of directors, I only give you one day. At the latest, the day after tomorrow, I want to see a song Ziyi who has been free appear in front of me."

Ding Ning said with unquestionable strength, staring at Kang Xiangyang with bright eyes.

Kang Xiangyang retreated in his eyes and nodded hard: "well, I'll try my best to do it."

"Not try, but must!"

Ding Ning gave him no chance to change his concept.

"I... OK, I will do it."

Kang Xiangyang said dejectedly.

"That's good. Now let me talk about the second point. Because of Kang Hua's bad means of kidnapping Mr. Song Ziwen and forcing Miss Song Ziyi to submit, you must bear the damage to the song brothers and sisters, both physically and mentally. Then you should pay a careless compensation of 20 billion."

Ding Ning said slowly, but let Kang Xiangyang jump up like being electrocuted. He exclaimed, "it's impossible, it's absolutely impossible. Although I'm the chairman of Xingyi, I can't get 20 billion. Even if you send me to prison, you can't get so much money."

"Oh, how much can you offer?"

Ding Ning asked coldly.

"Ten billion at most. I have to sell my stocks and real estate to get together..."

"Well, I'll give you a 20% discount and 8 billion yuan, so as to avoid Mr. Kang selling iron. After all, you have to pay for the breach of contract."

Before Kang Xiangyang finished his angry words, he was directly interrupted by Ding Ning and gave him a 20% discount.

Kang Xiangyang looked at Ding Ning's smile like the little fox who stole the chicken, and immediately regretted that he wanted to hit the wall.

He was so deceived. This guy was clearly opening his mouth to the lion. He asked too much and paid back the money on the spot. How could he mess up and quote the reserve price? He sat down dejectedly and beat his head angrily.

"It's settled. President Kang can discuss with Ziyi whether to write a check or transfer the 8 billion yuan."

Ding Ning struck while the iron was hot and said without hesitation. He also conveniently pulled song Ziyi with a stunned face and asked in a gentle tone: "I have these two conditions. Do you think there is anything else to add?"

"No... no more."

Song Ziyi is a fool. She is eight billion yuan. Although she is a queen of heaven and has unlimited scenery in front of people, in fact, she can't save much money at all. She has only saved less than ten million in six years of her debut.

You know, the more big stars spend, the more money song Ziyi can save. Although she has tried to save, she still can't save any money. The salaries of the staff who serve her full-time, such as assistants, drivers, makeup artists and bodyguards, are paid from her income.

Not to mention the broker, each income is distributed by the company, the broker and the actor according to the agreed proportion. If the cost of an advertising endorsement is 10 million, it's good that she can actually get 3 million, which is related to the income distribution proportion when signing a contract with the company.

Although song Ziyi has become a diva, the income distribution ratio was even lower because she was only a newcomer when signing the contract,