"Don't worry, you can't hurry up."

Sang Nuan sat up and comforted Qi Yang.

Qi Yang gave her a blank look.

"But if you don't do anything, you're not in a hurry. I'm almost in a hurry. Look at me, my mouth is blistering."

Qi Yang nodded at Sang Nuan, and sure enough, the edges of his lips were red.

Sang Nuan walked up to him with a smile, grabbed his wrist and pulse for a while, "3 coins of honeysuckle, two jujubes soaked in water, and it will be good tomorrow morning."

Qi Yang stayed for 2 seconds, "Are you prescribing me?"

Sang Nuan raised her eyebrows, "What about that?"

"I'm sure I won't drink it to death?...Oh, why are you pinching me?"

"You can strangle you to death, don't waste medicine."

Sang Nuan leaned halfway on his office, "Although HG Entertainment is the leader in the entertainment industry in China, they are not blindly investing in it.

Xu Muyang went to them to invest, and the amount would not be less than 200 million yuan.

His radical personality might have a big talk at once and directly asked for HG of 400 million.

Hundreds of millions are not a small number.

The bigger the company, the clearer the direction of capital. Even if HG's big boss agrees, it will take time to go through the process.

Not that fast, you are calm."

After saying that.

Sang Nuan reached out to pat his shoulder and comfort him, but Qi Yang hid in it.

He did not deny that Sang Nuan was right.

There is still 400 million yuan in funds left. Even if Xu Muyang ran away, it will be a few months later.

But he was just anxious.

He was so anxious about everything about Sang Nuan and had no past calmness at all.

He didn't think so, either.

Qi Yang gave Sang Nuan a blank look.

"You are pretty, you're right."

Sang Nuan smiled, knowing that Qi Yang was listening to her words.

"Our main force now is to create a video platform, which is our core competitiveness in the future!

Leave the rest to me."

*

HG Headquarters

Pei Zehan just returned to the office after a intensive meeting all day, and Yu Song followed in.

"President, Xu Muyang has been waiting for you in the visitor room for one day."

"What are you doing?"

Yu Song choked, "President, have you forgotten?

He arrived in the morning and came to talk about investment. "Idol Creation Camp" was when Miss Qin stole the planning plan of his wife. They were ready to push it online."

Pei Zehan narrowed his eyes when he heard this.

"What did I say in the morning?"

"You said, take him to the visitor's room and——hang him."

"Then keep going."

After saying that.

Pei Zehan picked up the blazer hanging on the back of the chair and strode out of the office.

Yu Song turned his head and looked at the lights of Wanjia outside the window, quickly packed up the documents on the table, held them in his arms, and followed them quickly.

*

Visitor room downstairs

"Please ask, will Mr. Pei not finish the business yet?"

Xu Muyang held a disposable cup and stopped several small employees who were about to leave work.

"I don't know, after Mr. Pei holds a meeting, there will be a secretary coming to pick you up."

"But I've been waiting for a day."

"Our President Pei is very busy. Last time, a boss was bigger than your company and more valuable than you. He waited for our president for three days before he saw someone. Where did you go?"

The staff ignored him and left with them.

No matter what, he is also the son of a wealthy family and the second generation of a rich family. However, when he arrived at HG, he could not even get the only respect.

A small employee dared to look down on him.

This sense of gap made Xu Muyang very unhappy.

The disposable cup in his hand was pinched hard by him, and the cold water inside overflowed, sprinkling his hands.

At this moment, his cell phone started to scream like death.

Xu Muyang shook his hand with annoyance on his face.

But he had too much water on his hands and couldn't get it clean, so he found a station and threw the broken paper cup on his hands on the station without any quality.

All the remaining water in the paper cup was poured on the man's mechanical keyboard.

He saw a towel on the work station, and he didn't want to pick it up and wipe his hands, and then threw it away.

A towel fell lightly on the ground.

He didn't even look at it, and stepped on it, and a black footprint fell on the white towel.

Then, he took out his cell phone and saw that it was Qin Miao.

"Have you succeeded? Is HG's investment coming?"
Chapter completed!