Chapter 317 Introducing someone

Chapter 317 Introducing someone

Chapter 317 Introducing someone
The meeting with Li Fuzhen did not last long. When An Rushong left the Shilla Hotel, it was not yet eight o'clock in the evening.

In the car, An Rushong thought for a long time before taking out his cell phone and calling Sun Manzhu to tell her that he would not be going back that night.

After ending the call with Sun Manzhu, he immediately called Han Meiyan, greeted her, and confirmed that she was in the house in Lotte World, then asked Luo Minzhi to take him there.

The car arrived at the underground garage of Lotte Building. An Rushong sent Luo Minzhi away and asked him to pick him up early the next morning. He then took the elevator to the top floor alone.

The elevator climbed to the top floor of the building. When An Rushong walked out of the elevator door, he saw a short-haired woman wearing a bright red wide-collared slim dress standing in the entrance hall. It was Han Xizhen.

"Aren't you cold?" Walking to the shoe rack, An Rushong looked the woman up and down, his eyes finally fixed on her legs, and said with a smile.

Han Xizhen was wearing a short slim skirt, with the hem about half a foot above her knees. Her two straight long legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings were exposed. If she went out wearing such an outfit, it would be strange if she wasn't cold.

Han Xizhen rolled her eyes at him without saying anything, then squatted down to help him change his slippers.

As she squatted down, the wide collar of the one-shoulder dress showed all the mountains and rivers in front of An Rusong's eyes, which made him very excited. He immediately put his hand in and fiddled with it wantonly. It was not until Han Xizhen pretended to open her mouth to bite his hand that he laughed and put on his slippers obediently.

The living room of the house was empty. Some documents were randomly placed on the large coffee table, and some snacks and packaging bags were discarded on the carpet next to the coffee table, making it look messy.

An Rushong walked to the coffee table in slippers, then picked up a document and took a look at it.

The document is a signed contract, and the content involved is the online copyright transfer agreement for the movie "Taegukgi". The two parties involved in the agreement are "SHOWBOX Corporation" and "CieloTV Corporation". The former is a well-known Korean film and television investment, production and distribution company, and the latter is a newly established company by Hanmiken. CieloTv is the name of the company, and Cielo.tv is the domain name applied for rental by the company.

Without looking at the document carefully, An Rushong just glanced at it and threw it back on the coffee table. At the same time, he turned around and wanted to ask where Han Meiyan and Pei Meina had gone.

Just as he turned around and had no time to speak, he happened to catch a glimpse of Han Meiyan changing clothes in the bedroom diagonally opposite. Looking at Han Xizhen's outfit, it was obvious that they had just returned from outside.

Taking off his coat and throwing it on the back of the sofa in front of him, An Rusong walked slowly to the door of Han Meiyan's bedroom, leaning against the door, looking at her disheveled body wantonly, and asked, "Did you just come back? Where did you go?"

Han Mi-yeon was sitting on the bed taking off her stockings. She said without even looking up, "I have a dinner date with someone from the KBS Copyright Cooperation Department today."

The agency in charge of television and variety show copyrights at KBS TV station is the Copyright Cooperation Department. An Rushong knows that the current director of this agency is named Ma Jijian, but he doesn't know more. After all, he has no contact or cooperation with the other party in any form.

However, looking at Han Mi-yeon's listless appearance, it is clear that the things she promoted are not going smoothly. It is not surprising to think about it. After all, KBS is a public television station, similar to a domestic public institution. Han Mi-yeon, a woman with no status and no fame, came to the door and asked to buy the copyright of the TV series and movies of the TV station, even if it was just the online copyright, and the TV station would not give her a good face.

"What's wrong? Are things not going well?" Although he could guess the result, An Rushong still asked with a smile.

Han Miyan rolled her eyes at him and said nothing.

"The other party is not sincere?" An Rushong asked.

"It's not that we don't have sincerity," Pei Meina's voice rang out from outside. "Our intention is very clear. We need to show our sincerity first before we try to negotiate. As for how we can show our sincerity, do we need to explain it in detail?"

Although she didn't explain it in detail and didn't mention anything substantial, An Rushong understood what she meant in seconds. It was nothing more than the transaction of power for sex and unspoken rules.

"The KBS Copyright Cooperation Department is headed by Ma Jijian. He won't be here tonight, right?" An Rushong kept smiling. He did not reveal his true feelings in front of Han Miyan and the others, but deep down, he was a little angry.

Although the relationship is complicated and ambiguous, in his mind, Han Miyan and the other two are all his women. If he plays the unspoken rules on his women, even if they are unaware, he will make a big note of it in his account book. He can't do anything to them now, but don't give them a chance. Once he finds a chance, he will teach them a good lesson.

"Minister Ma went to China," Han Meiyan put on a creamy white silk pajamas, stood up and walked to An Rusong, saying, "Not only him, but also Lee Huarong from the Business Department of MBC TV and Kim Sundong from the Planning Department of SBS TV, all went to China. It seems that they are discussing with the Chinese side about the broadcasting copyright of some film and television dramas." After she finished speaking, she suddenly reached out and grabbed An Rusong's vitals, and said with a giggle: "What's wrong, are you jealous? Worried that I'm cheating on you?"

An Rusong was startled by her and instinctively grabbed her wrist, scolding: "You, Ah Xi! Why are you so careless?!"

"Don't worry, it's just the copyrights of some movies and TV series. I'm not that cheap," Han Mi-yeon said as she relaxed her strength in her hands. "Besides, the ones KBS sent this time are just some minor characters. They don't have any decision-making power. To put it bluntly, our status and position are not high enough to attract the attention of the other party, so those who can really make decisions don't take us seriously at all."

As she spoke, she released her hand, rubbed it gently again, and said in a charming voice: "So, if President An is worried about us, he should personally come forward to discuss cooperation with these TV stations. If you come forward, at least we don't have to deal with these insignificant guys."

An Rusong looked at her sexy collarbone in the front of her pajamas, chuckled, and said, "I'm not the director of KBS, why should those guys give me face?"

"Aren't you worried that I will accept other people's unspoken rules?" Han Meiyan moved closer to him again, almost squeezing her whole body into his arms, "I have been dealing with those people from the entertainment companies recently, and I know how dirty this circle is. Well, how exciting it is."

Hooking a finger under An Rusong's chin, she blinked her eyes and continued in a charming voice: "Think about it, one day in the future, our CieloTV will become bigger and become the largest online film and television website in Korea or even the world. We will also have full say in the entertainment industry. By then, you want to sleep..."

An Rusong slapped her on the butt, interrupting her before he said, "If you want to dream, you have plenty of time. As for now, you should think about how to get a TV station like KBS first."

After saying this, he ignored the other person and turned around and walked towards the sofa.

"Mina, get me a glass of water," he walked to the sofa and sat down. He kicked off his slippers and put his feet on the coffee table in front of the sofa. While taking out a cigarette from his pocket, he said to Pei Meina who was not far away.

After he finished saying this, he turned slightly to look at Han Meiyan who was walking towards him leisurely, and said, "Guess who I met tonight?"

"How can I guess this?" Han Mi Yan came over and sat down next to him and said.

An Rusong didn't expect her to guess, so he lit a cigarette for himself and continued, "This person took the initiative to ask me to meet tonight. She wants to enter the Internet industry recently and is looking for a suitable investment opportunity."

"Oh?" Hearing him say that, Han Miyeon became interested. She crossed her legs, and her snow-white, round thighs pushed open the hem of her pajamas, revealing from under the front of her collar. Her perfect jade feet were adorned with five red nails.

"She specifically mentioned you and the series of actions you've been taking recently," An Rusong leaned back in the sofa. He switched the cigarette between his right fingers to his left hand, and then naturally placed his right hand on Han Meiyan's thigh. "She meant that she hopes to invest in your CieloTV company and exchange the investment for a portion of CieloTV's shares."

"It's a woman?" Han Meiyan frowned slightly and asked, "Who is it? How does she know what I'm doing?"

An Rusong didn't want to beat around the bush with her, so he answered directly, "Li Fuzhen."

"Li Fuzhen?" Han Meiyan was stunned for a moment. She probably felt that the name was very familiar, but for a moment she couldn't connect the name with the person it represented.

There was a clang sound. It was Han Xizhen who had just walked out of the bathroom and dropped her makeup box. Then, she asked in surprise, "Which Li Fuzhen?!"

As she asked this question, Pei Meina, who had just poured two glasses of water, turned around and looked over here. The doubt in Han Meiyan's eyes quickly disappeared, replaced by a flash of light.

"Who else could it be?" An Rusong spread his hands and said, "Is there another Li Fuzhen in the Republic of Korea who is qualified to invite me to dinner?"

What he said may sound a bit arrogant, but it is also true. After all, An Rushong is no longer a small figure with no status or position.

(End of this chapter)