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I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World (Web Novel)
Chapter 965: Please Get OutChapter 965 Please Get Out
Messy footsteps gradually approached. Liu Yao and Chen Yuqing looked at each other and saw confusion in each other’s eyes.
The door of the dressing room was suddenly pushed open, and a man dressed in a white, flamboyant suit holding a bundle of roses walked in. His eyes swept through the room and stopped on Liu Yao. The man smiled and stopped in front of her.
“Who are you?” Liu Yao frowned slightly.
“Your admirer. At first sight, I was deeply drawn by your beauty.” The man made a smile that he thought was courteous, revealing his white teeth. He then handed over the flowers. “Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Morita Yosuke, the manager of Morita Real Estate. In 2016, I went to Hua on a business trip. At that time, I watched the movie you starred in. I am deeply in love with you. Will I have the pleasure of having a drink with you after the premiere?”
2016? Liu Yao tried to remember. Did she star in a movie back then?
In any case, her first impression of this arrogant person who didn’t knock on the door was awful.
Chen Yuqing, standing next to Liu Yao, silently looked at the man in front of her and commented in her head. Morita Real Estate? It might be a huge force in the eyes of others, but what is it to the man behind her?
Chen Yuqing asked herself if her man was as good as that person. She probably wouldn’t look at most men ever again.
“Mr. Morita, it’s very impolite to enter the ladies’ dressing room without permission. Didn’t anyone tell you?” Standing in front of Liu Yao, Chen Yuqing pushed up her glasses while stating the fact in a distant voice.
Morita frowned, examined Chen Yuqing, and his smile reappeared. He continued to look at Liu Yao.
“I will apologize for my rudeness. After I receive an answer from the goddess, I will leave.”
When he said that, Morita was polite, but a trace of disdain appeared in his eyes for a second.
(You’re just a Hua female actress. I’m the heir to a real estate company with a market value of a trillion yen! I’ve slept with countless celebrities, and you’re just a star who only recently became somewhat popular. I can easily woo you.]
However, Liu Yao’s answer was even more distant than her agent Chen Yuqing. She replied with three concise words.
“Please get out.”
Morita Yosuke’s confident smile turned stiff and his expression suddenly turned ugly.
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Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAt that moment, the security guards of the theater also rushed into the dressing room following the crew members. The people behind him clearly heard the rejection.
Seeing that Morita Yosuke didn’t act, Liu Yao repeated in an icy voice in front of everyone.
“Please get out.”
After understanding the situation, the director Wu Hao, who stood next to the security guard, immediately stepped forward, warning him with a sullen face, “Please leave immediately. Otherwise, we will contact the police.”
Being slapped in the face in front of everyone, Morita Yosuke’s facial muscles couldn’t stop trembling
Just when Chen Yuqing worried he would suddenly burst out in a rage and step in front of Liu Yao, he suddenly smiled.
A very odd smile.
Suddenly, Morita Yosuke let go and dropped the bouquet of roses on the ground.
“Good, good, good.”
After three words, he turned around and glanced over the crew members with a gloomy expression. He finally stopped at Liu Yao’s face, and a sinister smile appeared.
“You’re just an actress and too ignorant to know what’s the best. I hope you don’t regret this. No one has ever dared to reject me!”
After leaving this sentence, he turned and pushed the crowd away.
The people in the crew chattered, and Director Wu lectured the security guards. They actually let someone who wasn’t in the crew into the room. If he was a paparazzi or even a kidnapper, it would’ve been a big problem!
Looking at that inexplicable man’s back, Liu Yao frowned, and there was some uneasiness.
She didn’t seem to mind the threatening words, but she just worried it would cause trouble for the crew.
“Are you okay, Yao?” Chen Yuqing grabbed Liu Yao’s arm and looked at her good girlfriend with some concern. She stared at the man’s back furiously. “Don’t worry about that psycho. In the worst…”
In the worst case, we can go to Jiang Chen. He can take care of this.
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However, Chen Yuqing didn’t finish her sentence. After all, the relationship between the two remained a secret.
“I’m fine.” Liu Yao shook her head and patted Chen Yuqing’s hand. “We don’t have to bother him with this.”
Director Wu Hao scanned the crowd and asserted his authority.
“What are you doing there? You have to go on the red carpet in a while. Get moving now!”
The crew also dispersed.
“Are you okay? If not, we can set the time back ten minutes and do other activities first.”
“No, I’m fine.” Liu Yao shook her head.
Wu Hao nodded and gestured to the makeup artist before leaving the dressing room.
After the door closed, Liu Yao was relieved, and her mood stabilized. She glanced at the roses scattered on the ground, and she said to Chen Yuqing casually, “Get someone to come over and clean up here. This is bothersome.”
“Mhmm, I’ll go now.” Chen Yuqing nodded and headed outside.
The negotiations with the Sumitomo Foundation were very successful, to the point where Jiang Chen was somewhat surprised.
Without wasting any effort, he tossed the proposal on the negotiating table and the other side nodded without hesitation. He quite cheerfully expressed his willingness to force the government and urge the cabinet to pass the grid interconnection plan as soon as possible.
Hype nuclear power threat theory, emphasis on energy crisis… For these big consortia, they could use many ploys.
Even before the negotiations began, Sumitomo already guessed Jiang Chen’s intentions. Or rather, when Jiang Chen got off the plane from Yoto International Airport, the Sumitomo Foundation already guessed he might be negotiating for power exports.
There was a total of nine power companies in Nippon, and the entire electricity market was in a state of division. It was critical to know which company Celestial Trade would begin cooperation with, which meant the transmission line from Xin would originate from that region to the rest of the power grid. This company would have the most promising costs and the ability to rob business from other power companies to expand its scope of business.
Jiang Chen didn’t think so much. They could fight all they wanted-he was simply optimistic about the tens of billions of dollars in the energy market, and the ability to grasp the country in the future.
An exaggeration? Not an exaggeration at all.
The cost of Celestial Trade had an unbeatable competitive advantage in the electricity market. The export price of 1 cent per kWh created a gap in which financial subsidies couldn’t make up the difference. As time went by, the power plants in the country would only decrease in number, and the dependence on nuclear power, natural gas and oil would also decrease… This seemed to benefit the country and the people, but in essence, it created another inescapable shackle onto the nation, that was, the submarine transmission cable controlled by Celestial Trade…
The contract was negotiated and could be signed as soon as the policy allowed it.
After agreeing on a multi-billion dollar business for the family, even Sumitomo, who was more shrewd, didn’t stop his emotions from showing. He saw Jiang Chen to the door and watched the car leaving. He waved his fist in the air and couldn’t stop the joy from overtaking him. He laughed hysterically at the door.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe pedestrians all looked in his direction and sent their sympathies to perhaps an emotionally unstable person…
The bustling street was starting to dissipate, and Jiang Chen retracted his gaze from the window and opened the holographic screen.
It was half-past seven, and there was half an hour left before the premiere.
“Go directly to Piccadilly Cinema.” Jiang Chen turned off the holographic screen and told the driver.
“Yes, boss.”
Piccadilly Cinema was also in Shinjuku, not far from the high-end bar he just left. Fortunately, he didn’t encounter any traffic and arrived at his destination in about fifteen minutes. When Jiang Chen got off at the parking lot, the premiere was about to start.
At the door, he fixed his collar and headed to the entrance.
Just as he passed the main entrance, he saw a man in a white suit with a gloomy expression, followed by two security guards, walking out from the cinema. It seemed he was being escorted out for doing something wrong.
Jiang Chen exchanged eye contact with him, and the man said a few words before he walked away in anger.
Hearing what the man said, the bodyguard behind Jiang Chen was about to go and knock him out, but Jiang Chen stopped the bodyguard.
“What did he say?” Jiang Chen turned his head slightly and asked his bodyguard.
The bodyguard hesitated, but he still provided the actual words spoken.
“Get out of my fu*king face.”
Jiang Chen furrowed his brows and looked at the man who was already long gone.
“Don’t bother with this type of person.”
He continued on.
After being escorted by security guards along the way, Morita Yosuke sat in his Lexus LFA. After starting the car, he glanced at the Piccadilly Cinema with hatred.
The controlling party of the Piccadilly cinema possessed an unimaginable amount of influence, and of course, he didn’t dare to do anything. However, these crews from Hua had no foundation in this country. He was engaged in real estate, and he naturally dealt with gang forces. It would be too easy to deal with these foreigners.
Especially them.
He took out his phone and dialed a number.
“Shosa-san, it’s me, Morita. I want to ask you for a favor. We can discuss the price…”