Chapter 909: Love is the same as business, it requires coaxing and deception (Part 1)
Lie and get caught.
Xiang Yang clearly heard his wife snort on the phone.
Full of warning.
Subconsciously licking the corner of his mouth, Xiang Yang said: "Hey, don't panic when encountering anything, and maintain a good attitude."
Liu Qianqian frowned and asked a little angrily: "Can you still laugh?"
"What I said is true. Although there is a process for specific negotiations, China Television Media is happy to take this opportunity to get rid of the burden. It's nothing more than..."
It's nothing more than that the senior executives of Vision Media who came to negotiate wanted to recover as much as possible their losses from the acquisition of DMG Media so that they could give an explanation to the board of directors.
After all, the $160 million acquisition was only a year ago.
Not all the money has been paid
Otherwise, China Television Media would not propose to jointly establish a new advertising company with its existing DMG Media shares and Hermès Film Investment Company.
"That's not what I'm angry about."
Liu Qianxi pouted her lips.
She doesn't understand the art of controlling a husband.
But you can't get used to lying to your husband.
"I'm afraid that you're worrying so blindly." Xiang Yang knew that he would be caught in the pigtails, but he had something to say, "You have a lot of things to do yourself, and you also have to prepare for the next movie announcement. I Also to keep you focused ”
"Then you won't share your work with me in the future?" Liu Qianqian asked after hearing his sophistry.
In fact, it wasn't that she couldn't understand the meaning of Xiang Yang's words.
The two of them have been together for so long, and their temperaments and temperaments are so familiar that they couldn't be more familiar.
Xiang Yang has the right to care about her, and she also has the right to care about Xiang Yang.
She can't, she always accepts it when she can't help, but she can't even do her duty as a wife.
The result was good.
Even though I was concerned, the stinky guy actually wanted to get away with it?
Unknowingly, the small unpleasantness that had just occurred had slipped from an unforgivable 'lie' to a 'confusion' in Liu Qianqian's heart.
"If I don't share it with you, who will I share it with."
Realizing that there was an indescribable sense of arrogance in his wife's tone, Xiangyang of course took advantage of this opportunity.
Liu Qianqian blurted out: "Dongdong."
"Dongdong is not my wife." After Xiangyang said this, he silently gave himself a thumbs up.
This is not a casual remark.
Instead, send a proposition.
Especially when your lie has just been discovered, if you deny that you don't like Dongdong, then you probably won't even think about it today.
And if the attention is diverted to boring topics such as saying that cats are born from their mothers and humans are born from their own mothers, it will also be regarded as sophistry.
So.
Is there any other choice?
Men must learn to coax their women at critical moments.
"You also know that I am your wife." Hearing this, Liu Qianqian's heart suddenly softened. "That's not bad."
"Yeah." Xiang Yang smiled.
"Okay, I forgive you."
"So fast?"
"What if I don't? When you get serious, it's up to me to coax you? I want to grab a ladder and get down quickly."
"Uh"
Xiang Yang doubtfully took the phone to his ear and looked at it. Something didn't seem right.
Why is it that even though he is clearly in control of his feelings, he seems to have been tricked by his wife?
Before he could wake up, Liu Qianqian said again: "By the way, I will ask Zhao Xin to send you the script of the variety show later. If you can spare the time, you should try your best to read it. After all."
"Okay, I will definitely make time." Xiang Yang nodded.
"Don't lie to me just to make me happy, you hear me."
"Don't worry."
Xiang Yang assured.
One eye and ten lines are seeing, and word by word is also seeing.
There is no need to memorize a script, but just understand the general process. How many minutes can be lost?
The two chatted for a while before hanging up the phone.
Not long after, Xiangyang's phone rang again.
"If you have something to say, tell me." Xiang Yang, who had just finished dealing with his wife, sounded more casual when facing his friends.
To be honest, he had an illusion.
Liu Qianqian is much more difficult to deal with than Little John.
It's just that he doesn't know whether this judgment is accurate or not, because he doesn't have the guts to try.
"I just came out from Mr. Han's place. What do you think I heard?" Little John's smiling voice seemed to be urging his friend to quickly pick up the conversation and ask.
"If you have anything to say, hurry up and tell me." Xiang Yang looked at the time on his wrist. In order to stop this guy from talking useless nonsense, he said calmly:
"I can give you about 5 minutes. I have a conference call with Axel later."
"." Little John snorted.
Meetings are great.
Isn't it just a phone call? It seems like no one has participated yet.
But as soon as he finished humming, a busy tone came from his mobile phone. On the other side, Xiang Yang was confused and looked at his cell phone with the same busy signal. Little John had such a bad temper recently that he dared to hang up on him.
Okay, it seems there is still a need to clean up.
"Shaffer, send an email to Little John, urging him to submit the contract for the gambling agreement before 11:30 this Thursday."
"Okay, Boss."
"Also, help me print an email for a while. Zhao sent it."
Xiang Yang felt that no one on the phone was as comfortable as talking to his assistant. He would never waste any more emotion by saying what he wanted.
"Boss, the restaurant is ready, we can leave at any time."
"Okay, I'll change my clothes."
Tonight, senior executives from China Television Media and Goldman Sachs will attend the dinner.
Unlike before when he refused to eat, Xiangyang did not refuse this time.
On the contrary, he also took Ding Zhong along to the appointment.
As for meetings and such, they don't exist at all.
"Liu, you have to explain it to me and Xiang." By the time Little John charged up his phone, it was already evening.
He didn't hang up on purpose.
The phone is out of service due to arrears.
"When I see him, I will explain it to you." Liu Qianqian covered her mouth and smiled. She had never seen a CEO shut down his phone without payment when he was on the phone.
This could only happen to Little John, who couldn't bear to spend an extra penny for gas.
"When you saw him, didn't I also see him?" Little John thought that Liu Qianqian was willing to help, so he couldn't help but muttered.
It wasn't that he had to ask Liu Qianqian.
Instead, after charging his phone bill, he tried to call Xiang Yang twice, but was hung up on both times.
This shows that Xiangyang’s mobile phone must be in the hands of Bea Shaffer.
"Why are you in such a hurry to find him?" Liu Qianqian, who was entertaining the children with Laura, saw his listless look and had no choice but to let go of her precious daughter who came home with her today.
I won't be able to call you, but I can send you a message.
This is all because of.
Look at little JoJo’s red ears.
There is no reason to refuse this favor.
To Liu Qianqian's surprise, Mu Xin, who was put down by her, used her hands and feet to crawl towards little JoJo who was playing happily with Laura.
There is only one purpose.
Scratch the ears.
It is normal for children to like to catch things.
They even sometimes grab the items they like and tear them up.
It's just strange that Mu Xin and Zhiyin, who are in the sensitive period of their hands, seem to have a natural affinity for little JoJo's plump ears.
"Go and look at her quickly."
Liu Qianqian, who rummaged through her bag to find her mobile phone, saw that Mu Xin's little hand was firmly hanging on little JoJo's ear, and quickly urged little John to stop paying attention to text messages and so on.
"It's okay, Laura has something in mind."
Little John shrugged.
But I thought in my heart, "Son, you have to work hard, you didn't grab so many of dad's hair in vain."
Um.
Little JoJo’s hands can’t be idle either.
Just like his mouth.
Perhaps because he ate too much, he showed the expected behavior of a baby earlier than Mu Xin and Zhiyin, who were born earlier.
So that is to say.
Lao Xiang always dislikes little JoJo for taking advantage of his granddaughter, so it's not all his fault.
"."
Liu Qianqian rolled her eyes at Little John.
Laura does.
But I only bothered after little JoJo cried.
"He is a younger brother. He should make his sisters happy." Little John smiled slightly. The road of growth for a boy is full of hardships. It doesn't matter if his ears are scratched by his playmates.
When he was young, JCE would lift weights with his ears.
After every mistake he made.
"Then it seems that it's inappropriate for me not to make this call." Liu Qianqian sighed, but she didn't expect that she would disturb Xiang Yang again within one day.
No, it should be disturbing Shaffer.
I had planned to call her.
Liu Qianqian, who had also learned to make excuses for herself, pursed her lips, dialed the phone in front of Little John, and walked upstairs.
She planned to spend a few minutes chatting with Bea Shaffer in the study.
But when the call was just connected, Liu Qianqian suddenly reacted and asked Little John: "What do you want to say to Xiang Yang?"
"Tell him, it's about DMG."
(End of chapter)