"Huh?" The secretary on the phone was stunned by He Jichen's reply. After a while, as if confirming something, he turned what he had just confirmed into a question and repeated it: "Reject?"
He Jichen said "hmm" casually.
"Mr. He, haven't you been having a headache recently with the investment in "Three Thousand Idiots"? You even asked me to cash out all the stocks you bought, and you still want to sell your current house! Now as long as You accepted Mr. Lin’s investment. Didn’t everything get settled? Mr. Lin’s original investment amount was 200 million, which is 20% more, which is 40 million. This means that Mr. Lin has to invest 240 million for us. Ten million..."
"So what?" Following the secretary's long list of words, He Jichen replied calmly.
What is so what
This is a pie-in-the-sky blessing. Not only did the original investment come back, but they also got an extra 40 million. Forty million is the salary of a first-line actor. This means they have a lot of extra money to invest in post-production. middle…
The secretary was choked by these four words and was speechless for a while. After a while, she managed to speak: "Mr. He..."
The secretary wanted to analyze what he had just thought in his mind to He Jichen, but he only said two words. He Jichen on the other end of the phone said again in a calm tone: "Do as I say."
He was probably tired, and there was a hint of exhaustion in his tone, but despite this, the secretary still felt a strong sense of oppression. He did not dare to persuade him any more, and whispered: "Yes, Mr. He."
He Jichen didn't make a sound, as if he was deep in thought. He was silent for a long time on his phone, and then he moved his lips and said, "Don't say he withdrew his capital on his own. Even if he hadn't withdrawn his capital in the first place, I would have let him." Withdrawal of capital!”
Mr. He actually planned to withdraw Mr. Lin's investment before Mr. Lin withdrew the investment... The secretary's eyes suddenly widened. Just when she thought she heard wrongly, He Jichen on the other end of the phone spoke again, more courageously than before. To be honest, his tone at this time was very low and a little dazed. It was more like whispering to himself: "She is the girl I protect. How could I allow others to provoke her casually and still... Keep to yourself…”
Although his voice was soft, the secretary heard every word.
It was clear that He Jichen's words just now contained no emotion, but she didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt a strong sadness force out from between the lines of his words.
The secretary's heart seemed to be hit hard by something, and he suddenly stopped and seemed a little distracted.
Both ends of the phone were quiet for a long time. Only then did He Jichen remember the serious matter of calling his secretary. He hurriedly put away his thoughts, cleared his voice, and spoke again in a neutral tone: "Oh, by the way, tell everyone in the company , no videos of the second female lead in "Three Thousand Idiots" are allowed to be leaked in the WeChat group tonight!"
That was a video about her reputation. Even though she had violated herself, he was still willing to pretend to be deaf and dumb to protect her.
"Also, fire the Miao Miaomiao who spread the video to the group..." After a pause, He Jichen was afraid that his secretary would see what he was thinking about Ji Yi, so he added: "The drama "Three Thousand Idiots" , it is really important to our company, I will not allow anyone to make any mistakes in anything!"
"Yes, Mr. He, I will resolve these matters as soon as I arrive at the company early in the morning." Just as He Jichen thought, what he added later did not arouse the secretary's suspicion.