Chapter 1105: Come alone to apologize

Zhang Ke came out of the bathroom and walked to the hall to talk to Miss Cheng who was in China Unicom. Two young men wearing indigo blue suits and shaved flat heads came over. One of them put his hand on Zhang Ke's shoulder and looked at him with a picky look: "Brother, do you know whose woman you were teasing just now?"

"Did you misunderstand?" Ms. China Unicom Cheng explained to Zhang Ke, "We just didn't touch Miss Song in the aisle. We have already apologized. What else do you want?"

"Then please let me accompany us for a trip. What's going on? Did Miss Song accept your apology? What you said doesn't count, and what we said doesn't count..." The young man in the suit glanced at Miss China Unicom's face. His tone of speaking was very plain, but he looked unstoppable. He put his hand on Zhang Ke's shoulder and did not take it back.

"Why do you follow you?" Ms. China Unicom said sternly, worried that she and Zhang Ke would suffer a loss when they walked into the private room. They picked up the phone hanging on their chest and took it down and turned it on to make a call.

"We are all civilized people," the young man in the suit next to him came over and snatched the mobile phone from Miss China Unicom Cheng's hand. "We just want to ask you two to accompany us. At least now we still want to be civilized people. I'll call you later if I have time..."

"Brother, do you know whose shoulder you put on?"

Two entourage members of Kumho clamped the flat-headed young man in suit with his hands on Zhang Ke's shoulder, one left and one right, grabbed his wrist, forced him to let go of his hand, and asked Zhang Ke with concern: "Mr. Zhang is nothing, right?" Two more people grabbed another flat-headed young man from behind, spread his fingers outward, and took down his phone and returned Ms. Cheng to China.

"What happened?" Yao Jian came over and asked with concern. If Zhang Ke had any unhappiness in Beijing, it would be his dereliction of duty.

"Nothing, there are some misunderstandings," Zhang Ke waved his hand and asked the entourage to let go of the two young men in suits. He sang and danced to the level of peace. He said, "Where do we want to go with you?"

Seeing that there were many people here, the two young men in flat-headed suits became weaker and said, "You said it was a misunderstanding, then go to the private room over there to explain the misunderstanding clearly..." There was no such arrogance as he had to drag people away with a disagreement just now.

Zhang Ke watched Xiao Ruimin's assistant want to enter the private room and signaled him not to use such trivial matters to affect the people in the private room to talk about things. He followed the two suits and flat-headed greens to the private room in the diagonal aisle of the hall. Zhang Ke did not let the entourage follow in, nor did he fight for the scene, but he thought that he would just walk in with Miss Cheng, who is in China Unicom, to make a clear misunderstanding.

It was a luxurious private room with a small dance floor and a performing arts stand. A black leather sofa sat around a dozen men and women. Song Wanpei stood on the performing arts stand with a microphone and was about to sing. She watched two bodyguards lead Zhang Ke and Ms. Cheng from China Unicom, with her pretty face slightly dark, as if she was covered with frost in an instant.

When Zhang Ke and his friends walked into the private room, the entourage still stretched out their feet to block the private room door, so that the door could not be closed tightly. They did not follow them, but they should pay attention to the dynamics in the private room at any time.

A young man in suit was guarding the door, and another young man in suit walked towards the young man who was about twenty-seven or eight years old sitting in the middle of the black leather sofa, lowered his head and whispered in his ear for a while, probably reporting what happened in the hall just now.

"I'm really sorry for what happened just now. Miss Song is abrupt. If Miss Song feels that I'm not sincere in apologizing just now, I'll come over and say sorry to Miss Song again! I hope Miss Song doesn't have any other misunderstandings." Zhang Ke ignored the young man sitting in the middle of the sofa and said to Song Wanpei who was walking down from the performing stage. Seeing that she was tense, it would not make people feel ugly even if she had a tight face. She thought that she was indeed a natural beauty, and she was more chic and more charming.

"It's a big deal to rely on the large number of people, right? Is it a big deal to come to Beijing to show off when there are a few bad money? Do you believe it or not, I'll call a company to train you in a single order?" The man put the wine glass in his hand heavily on the table, "The woman next to you asked me to hit her elbow, even if you apologize. You said it was a misunderstanding or a misunderstanding. Who are you? You have evidence that you didn't mean it?"

"..." Zhang Ke ignored the young man who stood up from the sofa, looked at Song Wanpei calmly, and asked, "How should I apologize to satisfy Miss Song?"

"Bah!" The young man saw that Zhang Ke didn't look at him from beginning to end, so he was so angry that he picked up the wine glass he placed on the table, spitted in, handed it to Song Wanpei, and said, "Wanpei, let him drink this glass of wine and be finished! Your ** can't be touched for nothing."

Zhang Ke's eyes were closed and he stared at Song Wanpei. Seeing her brows slightly frowning, he thought that even some celebrities would probably succumb to the power of this young man, and he thought that today's affairs could not be good. Yao Jian walked in from outside the door at this time and whispered a few words in his ear. Zhang Ke then frowned at the young man and asked, "Are you Cheng Jinjie's son?"

"What's wrong? You are still playing with the same trick as having a wronged and debtor. I can't change my name or a surname. When you come to the capital, you should also ask if I, Cheng Qiang, is a woman who teases others and is still willing to swallow my anger!" The young man raised his eyebrows disdainfully. He didn't know any princess in the capital, and he didn't take the local ** or rich young masters seriously.

Yao Jian took out his phone and dialed it there, and handed it to Zhang Ke later.

Zhang Ke frowned and looked at his cell phone. He heard the voices coming from the other end of the cell phone, then he put the cell phone in his ear and said, "Is Director Cheng Jinjie? I am Zhang Ke, don't be surprised. The noble young master Cheng Qiang was holding a glass of red wine that he spitted a sip of phlegm and asked me to drink it. I called Director Cheng and asked him, "Would I drink it or not!"

Cheng Jinjie, deputy director of the Planning and Development Committee, wooed Ge Jiande, Yan Wenjie and others, and tried every means to create obstacles when applying for large-scale projects to the State Council in Kumho. Although everyone has not broken up on the surface, they actually want to have the opportunity to cheat each other.

Zhang Ke was too lazy to talk about Cheng Jinjie on the phone. After finishing the matter, he hung up the phone and returned the phone to Yao Jian.

At this time, the four entourage members guarding Jinhu, who were guarding outside the door, walked into the private room and did not make a sound. The men and women in the private room were a little confused when they saw the matter, especially Zhang Ke's tone of calling Cheng Jinjie was very rude, which made them feel a little confused.

Cheng Qiang burst out laughing, and wanted to expose the bluffing fake skin in front of him. At this time, his cell phone on the black mirror glass table rang out suddenly. The person sitting next to him stood up and handed him the phone. When he saw that his cell phone number was displayed on his phone, his heart sank.

Although Cheng Jinjie won over Yan Wenjie, Lin Xue, and Ge Jiande, and provided convenience for projects invested in Huaxia Electronics, Hongxin Investment, Haisu Technology and other investments, and he also did some tricks in projects in Jinhu from time to time, he still didn't want to offend Jinhu directly, nor did he want to break up with Jinhu.

Not to mention his son, even if he uses his courage to use alcohol, he dares not force Zhang Ke to drink spitting red wine. If he doesn't hit someone in the face, slapping the face means being slapped to death. Jinhu is determined to defeat him, the deputy ministerial level, and Cheng Jinjie is worried that he will really become a victim of political struggle. Others don't know how strong Jinhu is, but Cheng Jinjie is not confused.

The music in the box stopped. The men and women in the box didn't know how serious the consequences were. They held their breath and could hear a needle falling to the ground clearly. Although Cheng Qiang put his phone hole tightly on his ears, everyone could still vaguely hear Cheng Jinjie's roar on the phone. When he looked at Cheng Qiang's face gradually turned white, he knew that he was scolding him very miserably.

"Let's go..." Cheng Qiang's face turned pale and he didn't dare to look at Zhang Ke in front of him. He wanted to pull the men and women in the box and the big star Song Wanpei to leave this place of right and wrong together.

"Stop!" Zhang Ke said in a deep voice, slowly turned around, stared at Cheng Qiang, and said, "You can leave, but others have not had enough fun yet; in addition, I already know that you are not the one who swallows your anger, but please drink your wine before leaving!"

The entourage of Kumho blocked the door, and the atmosphere in the private room was extremely serious. The men and women who were holding clothes and bags were all frozen there. They were not standing or sitting, and they looked at Cheng Qiang eagerly, worried that if he couldn't swallow this, would it be if he was sitting by the wall or rushing up? The other party could talk to Cheng Jinjie without hesitation. Cheng Qiang forced others to drink the wine that had spitted phlegm, but wasn't he asking for humiliation? Everyone made up their minds and pretended that nothing had happened later.

Song Wanpei just felt a little depressed, and when she returned to the private room, she complained to Cheng Qiang. Even if Cheng Qiang wanted to stand up for her, she thought that few young people came in to play were good things, and she was happy to see them biting dogs and causing disputes here, and she was not afraid to let the gossip media know, but she didn't expect that things would be like this! She saw Cheng Qiang's face turned pale, her hand was shaking slightly, and she thought he was afraid that he would be unable to control her fight. The young man who claimed to be Zhang Ke was surprisingly calm. His eyes looked a little brown under the lights of the private room, with clear and clear eyes staring at Cheng Qiang coldly, and he also glanced at the other people sitting on the sofa with his eyes, and he didn't seem to worry that Cheng Qiang would explode at all.

Seeing Cheng Qiang standing with the young man who claims to be Zhang Ke, Song Wanpei had to admit that there is a big difference between people. Even Cheng Qiang is very handsome, but compared with this young man who claims to be Zhang Ke, he lacks the temperament of being calm and resolute and restrained, and once he becomes arrogant, he will be intimidating.

Cheng Qiang picked up the red wine glass with white phlegm floating on the table and drank it, and then threw the wine glass into the corner of the wall. The splashed glass shit scared the men and women sitting on the sofa in the box. He no longer said arrogantly, "Let's go...", picked up the coat on the sofa, turned his head without saying a word and left. The two young men in suits also left with grimace.

Zhang Ke looked at the glass fragments splashed into the center of the box and smiled at Miss Cheng in China Unicom, saying, "He has only such courage. If he dares to hit my glass and drink in the face, I will really not be bothering him!"

Miss Cheng from China Unicom squeezed a smile on her face. She knew Zhang Ke's identity. She was just listening to Zhang Ke in the box to give advice. But in her heart, it was so lucky that Zhang Ke had such wealth at such a young age, and she did not have any special respect for Zhang Ke. At this time, watching Zhang Ke teach Cheng Qiang, the son of Cheng Jinjie, the deputy director of the Planning and Development Committee, she thought that he had such wealth at such a young age. Perhaps it was not just because of luck, especially when Cheng Qiang looked at the time when he was about to attack, Zhang Ke gave people a feeling that he could rely on.

Such a person probably won't be moved by an ordinary beautiful woman, right?

Looking at the men and women in the box, Zhang Ke smiled and looked at the seat where Cheng Qiang sat. He walked over, picked it up, looked at Song Wanpei, and said, "Ms. Song supports me to admit my mistake and apologize. Then I will drink this glass of wine as an apology..." Looking at the faint lipstick mark on the red wine glass, with a faint scent of a woman, he slightly turned the glass of glass, drank the red wine in his arms, and asked, "I don't know which agency Ms. Song has a contract with it?"

Song Wanpei calmed Zhang Ke's momentum, and didn't know how to answer. There was a vulgar middle-aged man next to him with his front teeth sticking out, holding a business card in his hands and trying to hand it over: "Ms. Song is the pillar of our Xinghui Entertainment, my younger brother Song Zuyu..."

"Xinghui Entertainment, I haven't heard of it much," Zhang Ke repeated it softly, but his hand was slightly off, and he had no intention of accepting a business card. He turned around and ordered Yao Jian, "You go to the boss of Xinghui Entertainment and ask him how much he would sell the company to me. I want Miss Song to enjoy the pleasure of forcing the boss to bow his head and admit his mistake!"

After Zhang Ke said this, he turned around and walked out of the box. Song Zuyu whispered behind his back: "I am also the boss of Xinghui Entertainment!"

Zhang Ke walked back to their box, Chen Xinsheng, Yang Rongping and Xiao Ruimin discussed the details of the plan there, and the three of them were all together. The general manager of China Unicom Beijing Branch was there to serve them tea and water. They had no idea what happened. Seeing Zhang Ke and the others walking in, Yang Rongping smiled and asked, "How is our Xiaocheng dancing posture? Is it worth paying for her to pay for a pair of high heels?"

Zhang Ke smiled faintly and said, "Miss Cheng's dance posture is indeed charming..." He sat next to Chen Xinsheng and asked them how they were talking.

Miss China Unicom Cheng sat next to Yang Rongping and whispered to him what had just happened. Yang Rongping was slightly moved and asked Zhang Ke with concern: "Is there anything wrong?"

Zhang Ke narrowed his eyes and said, "Nothing is wrong. You can encounter clowns anytime and anywhere. Sometimes you just feel a little troublesome."

Yang Rongping also smiled and said, "As long as you don't ruin your interest, you will be able to do it. The advertisement on the Beijing branch is to ask the female star to endorse it. Another day, it's just a casual excuse to remove it..."

It is said that businessmen do not fight with officials, but this principle can only be broadly stated. Even Mobile and China Unicom can suppress Jinhu in the market, because Mobile and China Unicom represent state-owned interests. Jinhu is private, but the situation is completely different for individuals. Cheng Jinjie's power comes from the position he is in. When he has private complaints, he can only represent him personally; Zhang Ke and Jinhu are not different from each other, but once they break up, Zhang Ke will use the influence behind Jinhu to kick Cheng Jinjie down from the position. At that time, Cheng Jinjie will be bullshit, and his son will be even more bullshit. They are happy to pinch Jinhu. Although Cheng Jinjie can put some stumbling blocks on Jinhu from time to time, if he wants to completely defeat Jinhu, it is completely beyond Cheng Jinjie's personal ability.

"Business is business," Zhang Ke said with a smile, "Let's continue to talk about business..."

Zhang Ke’s plan really touched Yang Rongping. If he wanted to go further, he must have reasonable results.

Either they have a comprehensive tendency to rely on Kumho and take Kumho's advantages on mobile phone chips for themselves; or they share Kumho's cost advantages on mobile phone chips with mobile phones and continue to fight with mobile.

In fact, Unicom does not even have to cooperate with Kumho directly. Kumho promised not to directly produce ESS base frequency mobile phones for two years. Unicom would have to customize mobile phones, and could only cooperate with Lianxin and other mobile phone manufacturers that have obtained the supply of Kumho ESS base frequency boards. Although it is a cover-up, it can actually alleviate the pressure of China Unicom. Some people within the Ministry of Information and Unicom naturally dislike Kumho. These people want to cut off the roots of private enterprises. In their eyes, private enterprises are synonymous with tax evasion and exploitation of labor, but they don’t know who condons private enterprises to evade tax evasion and who condons private enterprises to exploit labor.

"Dongdongdongdongdong..." A knock on the door sounded, Yao Jian pushed the door and walked in, and saw the vulgar man with the incisor of the front teeth who claimed to be Song Zuyu and the naturally beautiful Song Wanpei standing outside the door.

"Song Zuyu is Xinghui's second boss. He and Song Wanpei want to come over and apologize..." Yao Jian came over and said to Zhang Ke.

"Let them come in and talk..." Zhang Ke said.

"Zhang..." Song Zuyu and Song Wanpei walked in. Just as they were about to say a few words to smooth things over to Zhang Ke, they saw the boss of China Unicom Beijing Branch present. "Where is Mr. Gong receiving VIPs here? Mr. Zhang is Mr. Gong's VIPs. It's really a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple. The family refused to recognize the family. A few misunderstandings just happened. Mr. Gong also asked Mr. Gong to help me say a few words. We will accept the beating and punishment. I just hope that Mr. Zhang can calm down..." He smiled at Zhang Ke again, "I heard that Mr. Zhang likes to dance. If you want Wanpei to dance a few songs with Mr. Zhang, it would be a pleading?"

"Mr. Zhang doesn't care about villains..." Song Wanpei said softly with his eyebrows down and his eyes.

There were pencils and notes on the table. Zhang Ke wrote a note, pushed it to the corner of the table, looked at Song Wanpei, and said, "This is my temporary residence in Beijing. Miss Song is really willing to apologize. Just come alone tomorrow to apologize..."

Miss Cheng from China Unicom was shocked when she heard this: Isn’t this asking Song Wanpei to come and sacrifice her life tomorrow? She just thought that he was not moved by beauty, and it seemed that he was just a little bit clever.
Chapter completed!