Yanjing.

A private room on a certain floor of a certain club...

Xie Zhifei sat there quietly drinking coffee.

He was wearing a high-necked windbreaker, which was hanging on the coat rack, where his hat was also hanging and his sunglasses were placed in front of him.

Now, he is hated by everyone.

There are still many people scolding him online.

Although he is not a big star, he still subconsciously covers his face when going out.

He always felt that someone was judging him.

But this is no longer important to him.

These two days, he has been thinking about the conditions proposed by Tang Xiaobao.

The conditions offered by Tang Xiaobao were so tempting that their appeal to him was unparalleled.

What’s the use of making more money?

What’s the use of being famous?

Nothing is as important as a happy and complete family.

Back then, he also took great pains to pursue Zhang Lan.

But when he found out that both he and Zhang Lan had health problems, he became desperate. He regarded making money as the first pleasure and motivation to survive, and the second pleasure was to torture Zhang Lan, from which he could find pleasure.

For many years, he has been struggling in pain.

Many times in his dreams, he would suddenly wake up in a cold sweat, and then he would feel despair during the long night.

In front of others, he looks bright and glorious, but who knows how much pain he suffers inside.

For a man, especially a successful man, having no offspring is definitely the greatest sorrow and pain.

This has a lot to do with the traditional ideas of the Chinese nation.

He is not a saint and cannot be as free and easy as some people. Of course he wants to have a son, not an adopted one, but his own flesh and blood.

Otherwise, no matter how much wealth you have, who will it be left to?

Otherwise, you will be so lonely when you are old.

He didn't know when Zhang Lan would explode and leave him.

That sense of crisis made his heart extremely conflicted, and eventually led to the split of his personality.

Finally, there is hope now.

Just yesterday, he took Zhang Lan to the hospital.

The results of the examination showed that Zhang Lan had no physical problems and was suitable for pregnancy.

At that moment, the two were so excited that they almost hugged their heads in pain.

The long-cherished wish may finally be fulfilled.

Although his body is not well yet, this at least gives them hope.

After the two discussed it, they decided to take action as soon as possible.

So, today, Xie Zhilong met with a friend here.

A very important friend, their relationship is just average at ordinary times, but at this moment, he can't care less.

Boom boom boom.

Someone knocks on the door.

Xie Zhilong straightened up and adjusted his collar. He was a little excited, but he tried his best to appear calm.

"Come in."

The door opened and the waiter led in a man in his fifties.

"Mr. Xie, Mr. Wei is here."

Nodding, Xie Zhilong said with a smile: "Old Wei, come in quickly."

He stood up to greet it.

Wei Quan was a little surprised.

As shareholders of Minghu Culture, the two were just casual acquaintances. He had not expected Xie Zhilong to call him and ask him out for tea, and he had not expected Xie Zhilong to remain calm under such public opinion.

In Minghu Culture, Xie Zhilong is the second largest shareholder. Apart from Hu Zongming, he is second only to Hu Zongming.

Wei Quan only holds 5% of the company's shares and is a small shareholder.

He sat down and said with a smile, "Mr. Xie is quite elegant. He's actually in the mood to drink tea here."

It can be heard that he seems to look down on Xie Zhilong.

Now Xie Zhilong has been cursed to death on the Internet. Wei Quan was affected by this, but he felt a little regretful after he said this.

Bi Yin, we are all people in the same circle, and as businessmen, no one wants to make enemies for no reason.

What's more, Xie Zhilong's net worth is over 10 billion, which makes him a real rich man. Don't think that he can't be compared with people like Tang Xiaobao and Zhao Haiyang. In the eyes of the latter, he is just a weak ant who can be strangled to death many times with a light hand. But in the eyes of ordinary people, he is also rich and powerful.

But to Wei Quan's surprise, Xie Zhilong was not angry at all.

"Old Wei, I know that everyone is scolding me online, but if you think about it carefully, you will understand this kind of thing. I am not doing this for President Hu. It's just that the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. The woman in my family is really too stupid. She did things a little too much. That's all. Think about it from another angle. I did nothing wrong, right?" Xie Zhilong said.

Wei Quan quickly agreed: "Right, right, right. Actually, you are being righteous. Everyone in the circle knows that you and Hu Zong are sworn brothers, as close as real brothers. You are just helping him out. Don't take those online rumors too seriously. People nowadays are just bored. This is the information age. Most young people nowadays are dissatisfied with society, so they like to find a platform to vent. It's all bullshit, don't pay attention to them."

"I ignored them. It doesn't hurt anyway, right? I'm still alive and well. They scolded me to death, didn't they? I still drank my tea and made appointments with friends. They can't do anything to me, haha."

Xie Zhilong was very open-minded.

Wei Quan gave a thumbs up: "I admire your courage, Mr. Xie."

"Come, have some tea."

Drinking tea, chatting, and talking about some gossip in the circle.

After a while, Wei Quan couldn't help himself and asked, "Mr. Xie, you invited me here today, aren't you really here for tea?"

Xie Zhilong smiled and said, "Old Wei, we don't usually communicate. I happened to be free and suddenly thought of you. I'd like to ask you out for tea. Is that okay?"

"Mr. Xie, forget it. If you have something to say, just tell me directly."

Since Wei Quan had already spoken, he decided not to waste any more time and asked directly.

"I heard that you've been having some bad luck recently. You invested in two movies, and both of them failed?" Xie Zhilong asked.

Wei Quan's face suddenly turned dark.

"Old Xie, are you here to make fun of me?"

"You're joking, am I that kind of person?" Xie Zhilong said, "I treat you as a friend, so why are you angry?"

Wei Quan sighed, took a sip of his tea, and said, "I'm getting more and more confused about this industry. I don't know if it's just a bad year, but I lose money on everything I invest in. I lose money on movies, and I lose money on stocks. Sigh."

"It's hard to make money these days. China has been founded for more than half a century, and several golden periods for making money have passed. You have to be cautious when investing." Xie Zhilong also sighed.

Wei Quan said, "Yeah, I'm not interested in the entertainment industry anymore. Oh, and a few old friends of mines asked me to go play around. I went to see them a few days ago, and they really make money. I complained about it, and at first they didn't believe me, but eventually they did. They discussed it and decided I should join them so we can make money together."

"This is good news. I heard that this business is quite profitable and makes money quickly." Xie Zhilong looked interested.