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Chapter 272 It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge

Zhou Yan looked at Chen Chuan: "What should I do? I must not let it go. This will be a fatal blow to Gunhua."

Chen Chuan sneered: "It's not that serious. As long as we take out the invitation letter and the suspension of the performance letter, all the rumors will be self-defeating."

Zhou Yan said worriedly: "Since they have the courage to discredit Gunhua, they are obviously fearless. The important thing is that this is their home court, and it may not be easy to let the media speak for us."

Chen Chuan said, "I remember telling you that this is a vicious capitalist society. No matter what kind of favor or power, there is no power of money. As long as they have money, they can even betray their own parents, let alone just say something for us."

Zhou Yan breathed a sigh of relief. For him, as long as it can be solved by money, it is not a problem: "Even if it can be clarified, the impact has been caused, so you must not just forget it."

Chen Chuan said coldly: "Of course you can't just forget it. No matter who the mastermind is, I must chop off his claws to make him feel unbearable pain."

"It must be Sun Gan. No one wants to mess with us except him." Zhou Yan's eyes were full of murderous aura. "This is his home court. When we return to the mainland, it is our home court. We play capital here, and we play favors in the mainland. Don't think that he has been received by a senior leader and can rest assured. He may not learn Chinese well, and he doesn't know what it means to be a county magistrate, so he is better at managing it now."

Chen Chuan lit a cigarette, leaned on the back of the chair, and said with a slight squint, "At the beginning, the organizer of Rock Night sent us an invitation letter. They were sincere. Then I was on the blacklist of the British Embassy. Not long after, I received a termination of the performance from the organizer. There must be Sun Gan's shadow here. Later, Gunhua appeared at the opening ceremony of the World Cup and sang the theme song of the World Cup. It had an influence for no reason. At this time, the organizer realized that the band qualified to represent the mainland in the Rock Night are only Gunhua, and they can only Gunhua, so they sent us an invitation letter."

Zhou Yan said: "Since that's the case, why do they want to stink gun flowers? What's the benefit for them?"

Chen Chuan said: "Because we refused to participate, they could not get out of Taiwan and could not explain to the fans, so they discredited Gunhua, just to tell fans who did not know the truth. It was not that we did not invite Gunhua, but that Gunhua was too unethical and the lion opened his mouth wide. And if such a big disturbance was caused, the Sun family was probably fueling the fire."

Zhou Yan asked: "Who is the organizer of Rock Night?"

Chen Chuan said: "Xiangjiang Performing Arts Association!"

Zhou Yan sneered and said, "It's good to have a name and a surname, and we'll settle the account slowly."

Chen Chuan took a sip of cigarette and scratched his forehead with his fingers: "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, but we have to wait until we finish cutting the leeks in Mexico."

Zhou Yan asked: "Why have to wait until that time?"

Chen Chuan said: "Because we had money at that time, I would use money to smash them to death. It's simple, effective, and cool."

Zhou Yanyi smiled: "I also like to use money to kill people."

Shui Chenjun was a little confused at first, but later he realized that his boss had a relationship with Gunhua, and it seemed that he had a good relationship: "Boss, you have a good relationship with Gunhua?"

Chen Chuan said: "I am in the mainland and have an entertainment company. Gunhua is an artist under the company."

Shui Chenjun suddenly realized: "No wonder, you have a grudge with Sun Gan, it turns out that you are a competitor."

At this time, the things I ordered were finally served. I only ordered them at the airport in the evening. Now I am hungry. As soon as the dishes are served, I don’t even drink wine. I just want rice to eat. Shui Chenjun was stunned. What’s the hungry thing?

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Central and Western District is one of the 18th District of Xiangjiang, the earliest developed area in Xiangjiang, and the most wealthy people in Xiangjiang live in. It is called Fugui District. It mainly consists of commercial buildings, banks and government agencies. It is the most prosperous area in Xiangjiang. The commercial center, financial center and administrative office are all concentrated here.

Far East Financial Building is one of the landmark buildings in Xiangjiang. Half of the financial investment institutions in Xiangjiang work here. Of course, the rent here is also the most expensive in Xiangjiang. Shui Chenjun completely unconditionally implemented the Shenchuan instructions, spending the most expensive money and renting the best office space for the sake of face and luck. A small company went bankrupt. Shui Chenjun took over the rent, which was less than 120 square meters, with a monthly rent of 280,000 yuan. This was in the 1990s, and even in Xiangjiang, it was a sky-high price. The only advantage was that the previous company went bankrupt, leaving all the office equipment, saving a lot of trouble.

The next day, Chen Chuan, Zhou Yan and Zhou Qi came to the company, Room 1509, Building C, Far East Financial Building, on the 15th floor of the building, with a small door, and four metal characters from Chuanhe Capital were pasted on the wall next to it.

Standing at the door of the company, Shui Chenjun said: "It looks a bit simple, I think money should not be wasted on decoration, but on the blade."

Chen Chuan said lightly: "Believe me, no matter how simple it is, this place will become a place for all financial people to worship."

The company has not many employees, only eight, five men and three women, not very old, the oldest is only in his thirties, and the youngest is a girl, just 20 years old.

"Smack it..."

Shui Chenjun clapped his face and attracted everyone's attention: "Everyone, let me introduce you to you. This is our boss, Mr. Chen."

Eight people looked at Chen Chuan curiously. They only knew the name of this mysterious boss, but they didn't know the person. They always thought that they must be an old man. After all, they could have spent more than 200 million US dollars to play finance. How could they be a young man? When they saw it today, they were so young and looked a little tender. They were all guessing in their hearts, which young man from the family was this? The rich man with names and surnames in Xiangjiang did not seem to have no surname Chen, and they could have spent more than 200 million US dollars to support the younger generation to throw and play in the financial market without blinking. It was probably the invisible rich man they didn't know.

In their opinion, more than 200 million US dollars can still be heard in the water, but shorting the peso, not to mention the sound, wouldn't even make a bubble. If Shui Chenjun hadn't paid enough salary and signed a confidentiality agreement, they would have left long ago.

Shui Chenjun introduced to Chen Chuan one by one: "Zheng Yuchuan, Chen Zhou, Liu Cansen, Liu Kaize, Kang Qiguang, Cao Chuzhen, Cai Jingya, Zhao Qin!"

Chen Chuan shook hands with eight people: "I don't want to draw big cakes for you, and I won't say that I will give you any bright future. If you say that, you won't believe it. I just said that if you lose this operation, everyone will break up. If you win, I will give you a super red envelope."

When the eight people heard this, they were excited. They had been in the industry for quite some time. When they met every boss, they would draw big pie for you, but in the end they would not get anything. Now Shen Chuan told them that there were no big pie here, so you don’t have to look forward to it. If you lose one beat and two pieces, you will give you a red envelope if you win. They believe this.

Even if a stingy boss is a profitable investment, he will send red envelopes to his employees. If he wants to run away, he has to feed the horses, otherwise he will not lose any penny and who will work for you?

This time, more than 240 million US dollars were invested, and 800 times the leverage was nearly 200 billion. What a terrifying figure. Although they are not optimistic about this investment, if they win, the profit figure will be terrifying, and red envelopes will definitely be indispensable. Now the boss Shen Chuan has made another promise, which has indeed aroused their fighting spirit.

In addition, even if they lose such a huge amount of money, their resume will add an important amount, which is one of the reasons why they did not leave.

"Boss, I've left you an office, go and have a look!"

Chen Chuan nodded and said it was an office, but it was actually a partition separated by wooden boards. He and Shui Chenjun had a room each, not big, only about ten square meters. Inside, there was a desk and chair, the old antique computer on the desk.

Chen Chuan sat on the chair. The wide boss's chair was very comfortable to sit, and he was trapped inside: "Eight people, are there some shortages of manpower?"

Shui Chenjun said: "Enough, the eight of them are not top traders, but they are definitely masters. I dug up at a big price."

"Yes!" Chen Chuan nodded: "It's good that you know it!"

Zhou Yan said boredly: "It's nothing, let's leave if you have nothing, what's the point of staying here."

Zhou Qi also nodded: "Let's go!"

"Let's go!" Chen Chuan stood up helplessly.

On December 16, 1994, five rock bands from the mainland were invited to Xiangjiang. Red Miracle was also one of the invited bands. After arriving at the hotel, they settled down, and attended the organizer's dinner. When they returned to the hotel to rest, it was almost ten o'clock.

The band’s keyboard Che Jun lay on the bed with his blushing face almost the same as his back, obviously drinking a lot: "Everyone knows, Gunhua was invited, but he was rejected for a sky-high appearance fee. Now the media in Xiangjiang are reporting on this matter, and curses can be heard everywhere. Their reputation is considered bad. I heard that they are likely to be banned by the Xiangjiang entertainment industry."

Che Jun smiled and said tone with the schadenfreshing of a celebrity.

Mu Yang's eyes flashed. Whenever he thought of Zhou Ailing, Liu Pengfei, the drummer, especially Gunhua, standing on the stage of the World Cup opening ceremony, his heart was filled with jealousy and hatred. He always thought that Liu Pengfei stole his drummer position and hated Zhou Ailing why he didn't come to him in person, maybe he agreed.

When he heard that Gunhua might be banned by the Xiangjiang entertainment industry today, his heart that had been depressed suddenly became bright and the whole world became colorful. He wanted to laugh to the sky and exclaim the depression in his heart. He wanted to see with his own eyes what kind of expression Zhou Ailing would look like after he knew the news.

"Glimpse!" Lead singer Yue Lei glanced at Che Jun, "Do you really think Gunhua cares about the market in Xiangjiang?"

"What does it mean?" Che Jun was stunned and looked at Yue Lei.

Yue Lei stood up and opened the curtains. Opposite was the famous Hung Hom, which was also the place he longed for the most. Now he finally realized his wish, but for some reason, he couldn't be happy.

"The Hong Kong market is too small for Gunhua, it is really dispensable." Yue Lei laughed sarcastically, "Blocking, whether it is the mainland, the island or Southeast Asia, all entertainment star singers are drilling into Xiangjiang, and they are constantly trying to gain a foothold in the entertainment hall of Xiangjiang, so they are afraid of being banned by the Xiangjiang entertainment circle. But with the fame and influence of Gunhua in the world at this time, this so-called ban is a joke. Some people in Xiangjiang take themselves too seriously."

Mu Yang said with some dissatisfaction: "Even if Gunhua doesn't care about the Xiangjiang market, their reputation is bad. Will it have no effect on them?"

Yue Lei said: "What influence? What is this? For a famous international rock band, this is still a matter of trouble? Don't you look at those famous international superstars, including bands, how many people are plagued by scandals, attract fans, fights, and **, so what? Are you still famous?"
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