Indulge in Life in America

　　 Yang Cheng swallowed the food in his mouth vigorously, opened his eyes wide, and moved out of the chair uncomfortably, "How long have you had a boyfriend?"

　　 "Haha..."

　　 A woman at a table covers her mouth and smiles, the action is the same as she had been trained before, carved out of a mold.

　　 Amanda clasped Yang Cheng's neck tightly, and vented her bare hand on top of Yang Cheng's head.

　　 "I was wrong." Yang Cheng shouted surrender, and if he didn't admit his mistake, his image tonight would be ruined.

　　 "I heard Jerry said, you bought a building?" Amanda chatted while taking care of Yang Cheng's chicken coop that was rubbed by herself.

　　 Amanda's sudden intimacy made Yang Cheng very nervous. She had long said that this woman was not a good stubborn, but that she was a lunatic woman who treated men as a doll since she was a child.

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Amanda's perfume spurred Yang Cheng's hormones. She lowered her head and touched her nose. She happened to meet Amanda's white thighs. The dress slipped to the roots due to the sitting position. The obstructive adherence to Yang Orange, the smoothness of the skin can be felt through the jeans.

"It's okay. In the future, your forum publishing company will be stationed in New York. Remember to stand on the same line with me?" Amanda moved a little away, holding Yang Cheng's head and admiring her haircut, smiling satisfied. .

　　 "What do you mean?" Yang Cheng, who had just been confused and absent-minded by Amanda's aphrodisiac perfume, regained consciousness, and asked puzzledly.

"The Hearst Group has recently encountered some thorny troubles. It needs to win over partners to fend off the enemy. Jason, you won't just watch those stinky men bully me?" Amanda bit her lower lip and leaned forward again. This time it was even worse, sitting directly in Yang Cheng's arms.

"Sister, the troubles that you can't solve by the Hearst Group can be solved by joining my small forum publishing company? Don't you use me to block bullets? And I am also a'stinky' man." Yang Cheng did not Moved, both hands are always placed on the table where everyone can see. As for the dishonest stunner in her arms, let her go. It is not yourself who suffers. If you want to use this sweetness, you can pull him into the water and do nothing. Daydream.

　　 "Hehe, our jason is different from other stinky men. It is said that we have not seen each other in a few years, and the little boys are getting more and more flavorful. Should we marry?"

　　 Amanda's joking remarks not only confused Yang Cheng, but the ladies at this table looked at her dumbfoundedly. What kind of drama is this?

　　 "Ahem..." Yang Cheng coughed straight out of her saliva.

　　 Amanda laughed unsightly, "So excited? It seems that my charm is unabated."

Yang Cheng didn’t know which way the sisters were mad today, but he knew that he would definitely be swallowed by this Medusa tonight. He grabbed Amanda’s waist and made him stand up. Yang Cheng took advantage of the situation. He stood up and said, "That I just met an acquaintance, let me say hello in the past, you guys have fun."

　　 Without waiting for someone to answer after speaking, he stepped away with his long legs and his **** was on fire, and disappeared.

　　 He didn't know whether Amanda said the marriage was a joke or a point, but he said before that the matter of cooperating to defend the enemy should be true, but Yang Cheng hasn't heard of any trouble with the Hearst Group.

　　There are only a few companies that can be the opponent of Hearst Group. News Corp., Comcast, Viacom, which of the Forum Publishing Company can compete?

　　 slowed down and walked casually, constantly searching for memories of past lives in his mind, trying to remember what happened in the American media during this time.

　　 "Yes, I know, but the price you gave is too low, I'm very sorry, I hope we have a chance to cooperate again."

Yang Cheng, who was walking with his head down, heard someone talking on the phone in front of him. The voice was loud. It was difficult to hear it or not. When he wanted to go around and avoid it, a company mentioned in the population who talked on the phone made Yang Cheng stop. Footsteps.

　　 "Our Lionsgate is not down to the point where we need to sell copyright and blood transfusion." The person shouted angrily on the phone.

　　 Yang Cheng put his hands in his pockets, kicked the feathers floating from somewhere on the blanket under his feet, pricked his ears and continued to hear, "Yes, let's talk about it when the Expendables 3 hit the street."

"Who are you?" Yang Cheng was wondering about the recent situation of Lionsgate. The man hung up the phone and found Yang Cheng, and asked stiffly, presumably he was treating Yang Cheng as a villain who was eavesdropping on the phone. .

"Um... Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your call, but just happened to be passing by. I'm Yang Cheng, call me jason, may I ask you from Lionsgate?" Yang Cheng looked calm and was not noticed. Embarrassment of eavesdropping on the phone.

　　 This kind of performance also made the other party reluctantly believe Yang Cheng's words, but his face still had a sullen expression, and he was obviously still angry at the previous call, "I am Marklaces, the chairman of Lionsgate."

"It turned out to be Mr. Laches. I am a loyal fan of Lionsgate. Especially the Horror of Chainsaw and Fahrenheit 9/11 are good movies worth repeating." In fact, Lionsgate’s horror films are on a global scale. There are a group of loyal movie fans, and Yang Cheng used to watch piracy online in his previous life.

　　 "Call me Mark, thank you very much for your love. It is Lionsgate's responsibility to make good movies for fans." These words are somewhat official, and they really treat Yang Cheng as ordinary fans.

Seeing that the other party was uncomfortable, Yang Cheng had the intention to say goodbye, and quickly accelerated the pace of speaking. "Mark, I'm sorry to hear your call. Lionsgate may be in trouble. Can you talk about it? As a movie fan, I am willing to help. With your help~www.wuxiahere.com~ These words entered Marklaces’ ears, which caused him to look squarely at Yang Cheng, remembering where this is, who held the party, and how can ordinary fans enter the venue? ?

"It's okay, you didn't mean it. I don't know what occupation Jason is in?" Yang Cheng looks very young. Marcraces is now in a lawsuit for his forehead, he is in a hurry to go to the doctor, holding a date or not. I asked tentatively.

　　 Yang Cheng smiled lightly, "My father is Yang Sen of Yuanshan Capital. I recently acquired Forum Publishing Company. I also have an entertainment industry layout in Korea. Please trust my sincerity. I really want to help the film company I love since I was young."

"Haha, it's a lifetime honor for Lionsgate to have fans like Jason, why don't we find a quiet place to chat?" The speed at which Marklaces changed his face was so fast that he was impatient just a second. After a second, he hung a friendly smile and offered to talk further. In a capitalist society, capital is the right to speak.

　　 The two came to the bar, each ordered a glass of red wine, and sat down on a sofa by the window. The night view of Manhattan was full of dusk and dimly lit.

The lighting effect in the bar area is dim, and the blurred moonlight casts shadows on Yang Cheng’s side, and outlines a sharp silhouette. If he is alone, drinking alone in the moonlight, warming a pot of wine in the moonlight, and intoxicating, it should be What a beautiful mood.

　　 leaned on the armrest of the sofa and gently turned the red wine glass. The pink liquid rippled along the wall of the glass, allowing the wine to blend with the air. He just smelled the wine but didn't drink it. He recovered from a serious illness.

After pretending to be 13, Yang Cheng took the lead in provoking the topic, "Mark, can you specifically talk about the plight of Lionsgate? I heard you tell people on the phone that it seems that someone is going to buy the film rights of Lionsgate. ?"