Transmigrating Into The Villain Sickly Childhood Friend (MTL)

Chapter 119

Inside the driving Bentley, Lin Zirui leaned back in the chair, looking at the simple name on the business card in his hand, and muttered in a low voice: “Qiao Wen! I am more interesting than the newspaper.”

He rubbed the two words with his slender fingers, put the business card away, raised his head and said quietly: “A Fei, did you hide a lot of what happened to you in the Kowloon Walled City?”

Qin Yunfei said: “Jeffrey, I have already told you everything about what happened in the walled city.”

“Really? Then why didn’t you tell me about Awen carefully?”

Qin Yunfei was taken aback for a moment, and said: “He is not a member of the gang. We don’t have much friendship and don’t understand him. When I left, he was young and in poor health. I didn’t expect him to achieve what he is now.”

Lin Zirui chuckled and leaned forward, gently squeezing his left hand on the back of his neck, and said: “A Fei, I don’t like others deliberately lying to me.”

Such a touch made Qin Yunfei sit up stiffly. He coughed slightly and said, “I didn’t lie.”

Lin Zirui leaned behind his ear and said word by word: “You have only talked about the deeds of Liang Zinan, but as far as I know, any big thing that Liang Zinan does is indispensable to the figure of Qiao Wen. Do you really don’t understand or don’t want to tell me?”

“Jeffrey, I really don’t understand.”

Lin Zirui chuckled and withdrew his hand: “A frail young man in the slum has become a Gang City boss in just a few years, and he seems to have been in the death of several big people. That’s really interesting. “

Qin Yunfei tentatively said: “He should be smarter than reading books.”

Lin Zirui smiled thoughtfully: “Well, I like smart people, especially smart people who are good-looking.”

After going back, Qiao Wen carefully checked the relationship between Xia Lin Zirui’s grandfather and Bai Runze. Although the Zhong family is now declining and was annexed by the Lin family, it was a wealthy and distinguished family in Hong Kong who stomped an earthquake twenty years ago. After Bo Runze’s war in Hong Kong, his life was in a downturn. It was the then master Zhong who provided him with a residence and sponsored him to start a film company, and he made a comeback.

At that time, the film industry moved to the south, and filmmakers headed by Bai Runze expanded their territory in this small land, laying the foundation for the rapid development of the film industry in Hong Kong City, and also making him a leader in the industry.

Lin Zirui is the only grandson of Mr. Zhong. He is the lobbyist, and Qiao Wen hardly needs to worry. I’m just not sure how to thank people after it’s done.

Sure enough, two days later, Qiao Wen received a call from Mr. Bai himself to come to his office to discuss the award ceremony. Qiao Wen was disrespectful and went to the door to greet him.

“Mr. Qiao, lucky to meet!” Bai Runze changed his previous indifferent and arrogant attitude, and was very approachable.

Qiao Wen stretched out his hand and said, “Old lady Bai is polite, just call me Awen.”

“Well, Awen.” Bai Runze walked into the office with him, sat down on the sofa, and looked around the simple furnishings and decorations in the house. Except for the file cabinet, which is a bookshelf, there are books on the other side of the wall. The deputy company stills, and a group photo of Chen Jiaban.

This office without any copper smell obviously made the old man very satisfied.

Qiao Wen didn’t call the secretary, and made a cup of tea for the old man himself: “Old Bai, please have tea.”