The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

The dining area at the banquet is not small, it is a place where the powerful and some young people rest and discuss business.

Fu Zhi took a look and happened to see Bai Yao discussing investment with a handsome young man.

"From our country to the Pacific Ocean, as long as sailing, and they have particularly rich resources there, mining is particularly safe. The country has said that it can meet the annual production of 3 million tons of polymetallic nodule mining for 20 years. I also came to you because my boss didn't have much money and he couldn't invest in it. Let's put it this way, I only need five million for such a huge profit..."

Fu Zhi: "..."

The country has not set up exclusive exploration areas to survey and mine in the fault zone. You still want to mine ahead of the country and harm the interests of the country. Are you afraid of being jailed?

What kind of low-level deception is this?

Fu Zhi thought it was funny, and then saw the nervous Bai Yao dragging the young man across from him, lowering his voice and saying, "It's really a project run by the state, can it really make a lot of money?"

Fu Zhi: "..."

Youth: "Hmm!"

Bai Yao's eyes lit up, "Then you and I will go, it's a profitable business, let's go to the rooftop to talk in detail!"

Fu Zhi: "..."

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Meanwhile, the dining area.

There was a man in a suit and leather shoes, who looked to be in his thirties, holding a blue document in his hand.

The lights from the banquet shone on him, and he looked a bit out of place with the surroundings. Few people paid attention to his movements, and he looked like an invisible person.

Not far from him, some young people were talking loudly.

Men are a little envious.

Although the plans of these children sound unreliable, they have not experienced the beatings of the society, and they still feel that they can control the world, or they are defrauding the trust of the upstart bosses in front of them and running away with money.

"Feng Bo?" At this moment, a muddy voice came from behind.

"Yes." Feng Bo took a deep breath, turned around, and saw the man with a big belly on the opposite side, his eyes lit up, "Are you Mr. Liu? It was Xiaoan who introduced me to you. He asked me to give the script to you." You, can we sit and talk at the same time?"

Seeing the man opposite nodded, Feng Bo immediately invited him to the dining area.

Be humble.

After all, Mr. Liu is always the last investor introduced to him. If Mr. Liu is not satisfied with the script, then there will be very few people who will be satisfied with the script and willing to invest in the future.

The plan in hand was handed to Mr. Liu opposite. Mr. Liu cocked his legs, looked like a nouveau riche, smoking dry cigarettes, and looked at the documents with haughty eyes.

"This script," after a while, the man finished reading the script, raised his eyebrows, and Feng Bo hurriedly responded, motioning for him to continue, and then heard: "The plot is average, the subject matter is average, and it's an action movie. I didn't say it. It's different today. In the past, the market in Huaguo, the thing you shot was not a big movie imported from abroad. My son never watched Huaguo's slapstick, it was too fake. Tell me, even a child doesn't like it, who would Buy your account."

"But this is a movie about war..."

"Can war movies become popular? What are you dreaming about?" The man stood up from his chair, speechless, "Trash movies, rubbish directors, I thought it was some kind of movie, what a waste of time."

"If you have nothing to do, go to the movies, you are derailed from the world. What is written is a mess."

As he spoke, he kneaded the script in his hand into a ball of paper and threw it over.

The dining table was very clean and tidy. Because of the man's excessive force, the ball of paper slid across the table and fell to the ground.

The big boss left with a proud face.