Zhao Gangliang frowned slightly. Although he just said that Lin Qianru was the boss's wife, if Lin Qianru really wanted to do it, Zhao Gangliang would definitely let her do it. But now Lin Qianru actually said that she didn't want to be the boss's wife, which is a bit difficult to understand.

However, when she looked at Lin Qianru again, she said nothing.

Zhao Gang-rye had to put this doubt in his heart.

It was already ten o'clock in the morning when I went out, and the place I met with was in a teahouse.

Zhao Gang-ling and others drove, so they arrived early. After waiting for a few minutes, Hao Bunfang also arrived on the electric bike.

"We need to prepare a few cars for our company."

Zhao Gang-ling looked at Hao Bunfang's small electric car and said, "Especially you, the major shareholder."

"Now is the time to use money, let's push the car matter back."

Hao Bunfang parked the car and said, "When we have money, we will buy a car. We need to buy a good car, what about Toyota Guangben!"

"That's called Mao Hao Car. I'll give you two million tomorrow. You can make a few cars. One is for you to carry, and the other is for us to deliver goods. We have to spend money to hire a car to deliver it every time." Zhao Gangliang said.

"Two million? Damn, where did you get so much money? Have you won the lottery?" Hao Bunfang asked.

"I really won the lottery..."

Zhao Gang chuckled.

"Damn! Why do I look handsomer than you and smarter than you, but I don't have your character?"

Hao unyieldingly grabbed his head.

Just then.

A black Mercedes-Benz S350 goes from far to near.

The car slowly stopped in front of Zhao Gangliang and others.

The driver of the car got out and opened the rear door.

A man wearing a gray vest and a gray hat walked out of the car. The man had a gray beard on his face, a pair of sunglasses on his nose, and a despicable smile on his lips. No matter how he looked, he looked like a director.

"Is this?"

Zhao Gang-liang asked Hao Bunfang in a low voice.

"It should be this." Hao Bunfang nodded.

Zhao Gang-rye nodded and walked forward, "Hello, Director Zhang!"

The man dressed as the director took off his sunglasses, looked at Zhao Gang-snorted, and said, "Hello."

Just then.

"Director Zhang, you are here!"

A person's voice came from behind Zhao Gangling.

Then, a man wearing a suit and a separate hair walked up from behind Zhao Gang-seok, grabbed the hand of director Zhang in front of Zhao Gang-seok.

Zhao Gang-liang was stunned for a moment, glanced at Hao Bengfang, and said, "What's the situation? Is there anyone fighting with us?"

"You are fans of Director Zhang, aren't you?'

After a few greetings to Director Zhang, the man in the suit looked at Zhao Gang-shou and said, "Director Zhang is not available now, you can wait outside."

"What fans?" Zhao Gang-ling became even more puzzled, "Who are you?"

"Who are you?" the man with a separate head frowned and asked.

"We are here to wait for Director Zhang."

Hao Ben said aside.

"We are also waiting for Director Zhang!"

The separated man said.

Hao Bunfang glanced at the parting man strangely and said, "How is that possible? Director Zhang made an appointment with us."

"I didn't make an appointment with you."

Director Zhang, who had been cold all the time, said at this time, "I don't know you."

"Aren't you Director Zhang? Director Zhang?" Hao Bunfang asked.

"Is this director Zhang Ermou? What a missile Zhang!" The man with a separate head snorted disdainfully, and then walked into the teahouse with the one named Zhang Ermou.

"Did you recognize the wrong person?" Zhao Gang-ling asked.

"Probably."

Hao Bunfang nodded.

At this time, a bicycle following the Mercedes-Benz slowly swayed in front of Zhao Gangling.

There was a person riding on the car. The man looked quite young, probably in his early twenties. The man had very small eyes, terrifying and bright, and had a lustful and slutty smile on his face.

"Who are Hao Bunfang?"

"I am."

Hao Bunfang walked forward in confusion and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm Missile Zhang."

The young man said with a smile.

"Director Zhang?!"

Hao Bunfang looked at the missile from head to toe in surprise and said, "Is it the director Zhang who shot the commercial?"

"Yeah, that's me."

The young man nodded with a smile, suddenly his eyes lit up, he put down the car and rushed to Zhao Gangling's side.

"Beauty! What a beautiful girl!"

Missile Zhang looked at Chen Keke and Lin Qianru from top to bottom, then nodded and said, "How could there be such a beautiful woman!"

Zhao Gangling frowned slightly. There have been rumors that the directors are all very lustful. Could it be that the person in front of him is also? If he wants to make a secret rule or something, Zhao Gangling may have to let him know the truth that investors are better than directors.

However, the missile Zhang said that, and then he did not look at Chen Keke and Lin Qianru anymore. Instead, he looked at Zhao Gangliang and said, "You are Mr. Zhao, right?"

"Yeah, it's me."

Zhao Gang nodded.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao, hello."

Missile Zhang hurriedly grabbed Zhao Gang's hand with a smile and said, "I am Missile Zhang, a commercial film. In fact, my biggest wish is to make a movie, preferably a well-known and popular movie. If Mr. Zhao, you are satisfied with my commercial film this time, we can consider cooperating."

Somehow, Zhao Gangyan's perception of Zhang Missile suddenly changed because of these words from Missile Zhang.

There is no reason for this change in perception. Perhaps Zhao Gangliang felt that Missile Zhang's smile seemed a bit like his before.

Several people simply got to know each other, then went into the teahouse, and then found a private room to make tea.

It was only then that Zhao Gang-ling had some understanding of this missile Zhang.

The name of Zhang missile is missile. It is said that the man of Zhang missile was a devout Christian at that time. He decided to name his son Prayer, which means prayer and birth. However, the household registration input used intelligent ABC, and he directly lost the word "missile", so Zhang missile was called Zhang missile.

Missile Zhang's name is as weird as Zhao Gangliang's name, but he graduated from China Communication University and majored in the director department. Of course, it is said that he was fired before the New Year.
Chapter completed!