The reason why Yang Garsen has been unable to be contacted is because he is in Xiangjiang.

In recent times, he has been trying to flatter the new boss of the Morgan Stanley Group's branch in Hong Kong, hoping that some funds will slip through his fingers to help him tide over the difficulties.

In order to serve the newly appointed foreign manager Bonn, he chartered a yacht, spent a lot of money to hire several beautiful and sexy models, went boating on the sea with the bearded foreigner, and had a swimsuit party.

An Mingyuan called five or six times a day. When he called him, he was having fun at sea, so naturally he couldn't receive the call.

It took more than a week to finally serve the foreigner well, and the foreigner agreed to inject some additional capital into his company. He was overjoyed, and then returned on the yacht.

As soon as he returned to the shore, Yang Gasen found that his mobile phone text message box almost exploded. A lot of people sent him messages, not only from An Mingyuan, but also from the bank. He was a little numb and didn't know what was happening.

What happened?

I called An Mingyuan and found that the other party's phone was turned off. At this time, the ominous premonition in my heart became even stronger.

He patiently read all the text messages, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, and even the bearded Bonn said hello to him, but he forgot to respond.

"Yang, what's wrong?"

The bearded Bonn came over curiously and asked.

In the past few days, he has been treated very attentively by Yang Gassen, and he has a good impression of him. He feels that the two of them should be friends now.

"It's nothing, there's something wrong with the company."

Yang Gassen's face looked a little unnatural.

He didn't dare to tell the bearded Bonn the truth, and An Mingyuan's last text message was three days ago, and he didn't know the latest status of Ledou Technology.

He put all the funds in his hands into Ledou Technology, hoping that after the company went public, it would bring him a return of ten times and a hundred times. However, he did not expect that he went to the sea on a yacht for a week, and when he came back, Ledou

Technology is already on the verge of bankruptcy.

"An Mingyuan is a capable person. As long as he is around, he will definitely be able to stabilize the company's situation."

He comforted himself in his heart.

He still doesn't know that An Mingyuan has sold the company's core products to Jiang Hua. He thinks that as long as Bonn's funds can be received, Le Dou Technology can survive this disaster.

"Yang, thank you for the wonderful vacation you brought me. I am going back to the company now. You can come to me at any time to go through the process as discussed before."

The bearded Bonn patted Yang Gassen on the shoulder and walked towards the car that came to pick him up.

He had a great time at the swimsuit party for seven days and seven nights. Now he is a little tired and wants to go home and take a nap to recuperate his energy.

"Mr. Yang, bye, I'll contact you when you have time!"

"Mr. Yang, I love you. Don't forget to notify me next time there is such a party."

"I'm exhausted, sisters, I'll take the first step."

Several beautiful and sexy models were laughing and joking, and after saying hello to Yang Gassen, they left separately.

Yang Garsen stood there absentmindedly. When everyone had dispersed, his expression changed several times, he took out his mobile phone and called An Mingyuan again.

It was still turned off. He didn't know what An Mingyuan was doing. How could he keep his phone turned off at this time?

After thinking for a moment, he called Li Kailin, the secretary to the chairman of Ledou Technology.

This time, someone finally answered the call.

"Hello, Mr. Yang?"

The voice on the phone was a little lazy, as if he had just woken up.

"Kailin, why can't I contact Mr. An? How is the company doing now?"

Yang Gassen asked anxiously.

He has invested all the money he has earned through hard work over the years in LeDou Technology, completely tied to the company's interests.

"I don't know. I have resigned. Mr. Yang, you should ask someone else."

Li Kailin yawned loudly and hung up the phone directly.

Next to her, there was a man in a bathrobe lying. He had just been woken up by the ringing of the phone. He opened his hazy sleepy eyes. It turned out that the man in the bathrobe was an acquaintance of Yang Gasen and An Mingyuan. He was Yao Heng, the founder of pp Media.

"Who called?"

Yao Heng picked up his phone and checked the time. It was already past three in the afternoon. He had overslept this afternoon.

"Yang Garson."

Li Kailin curled her lips and said.

"Didn't he lose contact? Why did he pop out suddenly?"

Surprise flashed in Yao Heng's eyes.

"Who knows, An Mingyuan is hiding somewhere now, and it will be useless even if Yang Garsen comes back."

Li Kailin said in a disapproving tone.

She has always been Yao Heng's person, and was sent to An Mingyuan as a thorn to monitor every move of Le Dou Technology.

It can be said that in the fight between the two brothers Yao Heng and An Mingyuan, An Mingyuan was at a disadvantage from the beginning.

On the other side, Yang Garsen was very angry when the phone was hung up, but Li Kailin's attitude made him feel the crisis.

If the company hadn't been so bad, how could Li Kailin have resigned?

He didn't care too much and hurriedly booked a flight ticket, planning to go back to the company to see it in person.

At this time, Jiang Hua was sitting in the office, leaning on the boss's chair, listening to Wei Jiaying report to him the list of candidates for the semi-finals of "Bright Girls".

"How is the arrangement of filming behind-the-scenes photos of the contestants' lives going?"

Jiang Hua asked carelessly.

The path he takes is the style of future variety shows. In large-scale talent competitions, he will insert tidbits about the lives of the contestants to create the characters of the contestants and increase the excitement of the program.

"I actually shot a lot of behind-the-scenes footage, but the editor of the program team didn't know how to edit it."

Wei Jiaying said with some embarrassment.

The style of current variety shows is all rigid and rigid, completely different from Jiang Hua's style of programming, so even though she has rich program experience, she can't figure out what kind of program effect Jiang Hua wants.

"I will simply summarize a few points. First of all, we must be down-to-earth. We cannot package the contestants in a lofty manner. You must make the audience watching the show feel that our contestants are the people around them. After all, the point of mass entertainment is

Do you understand the word "public"?

Jiang Hua's experience in making programs is completely copied from later generations. Although he has never eaten pork, he has seen pigs running around. He still has the ability to be a porter.

At this time, Wang Yuanwei knocked on the door outside. He pushed open the office door and stuck his head in. When he saw someone in the office, he shrank back.

"Yuan Wei, don't leave yet. I have something to ask you."

Jiang Hua called out to Wang Yuanwei.

"Director Jiang, I'm just here to report on the online data of the White Whale live broadcast last week. You and Miss Wei need to talk about it first. I'm not in a hurry."

Wang Yuanwei said with a smile, standing at the door of the office.

"I plan to modify the Le Dou TV I bought into Beluga TV. You and the technical team will work hard during this period and try to produce the software as soon as possible."

Jiang Hua said in a commanding tone.

He bought the copyright of Le Dou TV. Although he took advantage of the situation and didn't spend much money, he didn't intend to let it go unused. He planned to put the remaining heat into use.
Chapter completed!