Chapter 512 Mao Wuye
Not long after Sun Jie went to the company in the morning, Ji Feng drove to the high-speed rail station, bought a ticket, and took the high-speed rail to Modu. Because it was not a holiday or a special date, the tickets were easy to buy, and there was no need to book tickets in advance.
It takes two hours by high-speed rail to reach the Modu High-speed Railway Station.
After Ji Feng got off the car, he made a phone call, and then took a taxi to the place where he was currently.
When Ji Feng came to the Magic Capital this time, the plan was to return to Jinhai in a few days, so there was plenty of time.
Magic Capital Dongpu District, Jinling Plaza, Jiudu Space Bar.
5th floor boss office
In a very huge office, there are not many furnishings, all solid wood decoration, but there is a sense of resplendent, nondescript, full of the temperament of the nouveau riche.
Behind the large mahogany desk, he may be only 1.6 meters tall, a very thin middle-aged man.
This man is about forty years old, because of his big skinny cheeks, his face is a little long, with a short flat head, a plaid shirt, and a string of writing beads hanging around his neck, but on his wrist is a top limited luxury luxury name that costs tens of millions. surface.
His name is Mao Song, and he is the behind-the-scenes boss of the Nine Degrees Space Bar.
This guy is a man with hands and eyes, and his background is very complicated.
At this moment, on Mao Song’s right leg, there is also a woman with a strong fragrance. Her name is Sun Mei. She is Mao Song’s favorite woman in the past two years. She is very beautiful in her thirties, but her makeup is very strong. And slightly fat.
Mao Song is very unique in women’s preferences. He only loves one type, that is, a slightly fat mature woman like Sun Mei!
There are also three bodyguards standing on both sides of the desk, a total of six people, all of whom are Lianjiazi with a height of more than one meter and nine tigers.
On the other side of the office. Near the gate, there are six or seven men who are not uniform but have fierce temperament. In addition, on the sofa on one side of the room., Also, there are three men sitting in the ring, all of them middle-aged. , are Mao Song’s henchmen.
Mao Song is a good person
More than a dozen people in the room looked at the young man on the chair opposite the desk with a sullen face, and they felt like they were surrounded by menacingly.
It was Ji Feng who called Su Yutong in front of this group of people.
Ji Feng put away his mobile phone and looked at Mao Song opposite.
Mao Song hugged the woman sitting on his lap with his right hand, and put his left hand on the armrest of the boss chair. He was still wearing a sandalwood bracelet, his thumb was hooked down-down, and he subconsciously crossed the bracelet. And the light is always on Ji Feng.
Eyes are sharp.
“Friend, why don’t you just say it. Let’s not waste time, if…” Mao Song’s voice was very dry and hoarse, and he was very addicted to smoking!
He hasn’t finished speaking yet.
Ji Feng’s phone rang again
It has been less than ten minutes since Ji Feng entered this office. Ji Feng has already answered two calls. Before Su Yu, Sun Jie called Ji Feng once.
This is the third time
Ji Feng took out his mobile phone and glanced at it again, it was Li Xuan who was calling.
“Hello, classmate Li…” Ji Feng connected.
Mao Song looked at Ji Feng who answered the phone again, the flesh on his face shaking.
His patience is limited! He took a deep breath, put the bracelet down, picked up the cigarette case on the table, pulled out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.
Sun Mei, who was sitting on his lap, immediately picked up the lighter and lit a cigarette for Mao Song.
Mao Song took a deep breath of cigarette and exhaled it slowly, his eyes always on Ji Feng’s face
“You send it, it doesn’t matter, um…”
Ji Feng didn’t talk much with Li Xuan. Li Xuan asked him to meet, have lunch together, and then sign the contract.
It is the contract for the share of the revenue of the song. As we said before, the contract is signed before the song is released.
The day before yesterday afternoon, Ji Feng gave Li Xuan that song, but Li Xuan hadn’t released it yet. She didn’t have the ability to record and release Ji Feng casually. She has been recording songs for the past two days. I have recorded dozens of demos of the song, and I have also found a large group of friends to audition, just attach importance to it, always suspect that I am not good at singing, and pursue the best.
Today, I finally want to release a song, so Li Xuan asked Ji Feng to sign a contract, but Ji Feng can’t go back in the magic capital, and it doesn’t matter to Ji Feng, just let Li Xuan post it directly.
Say, two or three minutes. Ji Feng hung up the phone, put away the phone, and looked at Mao Song again.
“I don’t know who gave you a name and money to make you so bold, you…” Mao Song said again.
Ji Feng’s phone rang again, the fourth time!
Ji Feng took out his phone again and saw that it was Fan Bing.
Mao Song drank a cigarette, squinted his eyes suddenly, patted Sun Mei lightly on the woman’s back with his right hand, and stood up.
Mao Song abruptly opened the drawer, touched it, took out the gun, and stood up suddenly, aiming the gun directly at Ji Feng’s head.
“Why are you so endless? Ah? Are you kidding me? Could it be that your phone is broken? What the **** is it?” Mao Song was so angry that he seemed to be about to explode.
Ji Feng, who was about to answer the phone, looked at Mao Song. With a natural smile on his face, he frowned slightly.
Ji Feng casually put the phone on the table, and then suddenly got up.
The pistol was in Ji Feng’s hands.