Top Strong Cultivator as a Teacher Chapter 165: Director Zhang Missile

Zhao Gangyu frowned slightly. He just said that Lin Qianru should be the boss’s wife, although he just said casually, but if Lin Qianru really wants to do it, Zhao Gangyu will definitely let her do it, but now Lin Qianru said she didn’t want to be the boss, which is a bit letting Can't figure it out.

　　 But when I look at Lin Qianru again, she doesn't say anything anymore.

　　 Zhao Gangyu had to press this doubt in his heart.

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

　　 Zhao Gangyu was driving, so he arrived earlier. After waiting for a few minutes, Hao Benfang also arrived in a battery car.

　　"We are going to prepare some cars for our company."

　　Zhao Gangyu looked at Hao Benfang’s small battery car and said, "Especially you, a major shareholder."

　　 "Now is the time to spend money, let's postpone the car business."

　　 Hao Benfang parked the car and said, "When we have money, we will buy a car. We must buy a good car. What Toyota Hiromoto's is!"

　　"That's a good car, I will call you two million tomorrow. You can go to the whole car, one for you, and one for us to deliver. It saves us money every time we hire a car Send it." Zhao Gangrong said.

　　 "Two million? My dear, where did you get so much money, did you win the lottery?" Hao Bengfang asked.

　　"I really won the lottery..."

　　Zhao Gangyu smiled.

　　 "Damn! Why do I look more handsome than you, and smarter than you, without your character?"

　　 Hao Bengfang scratched his head in confusion.

　　 just then.

　　A black Mercedes-Benz S350 from far to near.

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

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

　　 A man wearing a gray vest and a gray hat got out of the car. The man’s face was covered with a gray beard, a pair of sunglasses was on the bridge of his nose, and the corner of his mouth had a wretched smile. Like a director.

　　 "Is this 　 this?"

　　 Zhao Gangyu asked Hao Bengfang in a low voice.

　　"It should be this." Hao Benfang nodded.

　　Zhao Gangyu nodded and walked forward, "Hello, Director Zhang!"

　　The person dressed as the director took off his sunglasses, looked at Zhao Gangrong, snorted and said, "Hello."

　　 just then.

　　 "Director Zhang, you can come!"

　　 a voice came from behind Zhao Gangyu.

　　 Then, a man in a suit with a split head came up from behind Zhao Gangyu, grabbed the head of Zhao Gangyu and grabbed the hand of Director Zhang.

　　Zhao Gangyu was taken aback, glanced at Hao Pengfang, and said, "What's the situation? Someone robs us?"

　　"Are you a fan of Director Zhang?’

　　The man in the suit had a few words with Dao Zhang, then he glanced at Zhao Gangyu and said, "Dao Zhang is not free now, so please wait outside."

　　"What kind of fan?" Zhao Gangyu is even more inexplicable, "Who are you?"

　　 "Who are you again?" the man frowned and asked.

　　"We are here to wait for Director Zhang."

　　 Hao Ben put aside and said.

　　"We are also waiting for Director Zhang!"

　　 said the separate man.

　　 Hao Benfang glanced at the separate man strangely, and said, "How is it possible? Director Zhang made an appointment with us."

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

　　 Director Zhang, who has been cold on his face, said at this time, "I don't know you."

　　 "Aren't you Director Zhang? Director Zhang Missile?" Hao Benfang asked.

　　 "This is Director Zhang Ermou! What Zhang Missile!" The man who broke up snorted disdainfully, and then walked into the teahouse with the one called Zhang Ermou.

　　 "Acknowledge the wrong person?" Zhao Gangyu asked.

　　 "It is estimated to be."

　　 Hao Benfang nodded.

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

　　 There is a man riding on the car. The man looks quite young, probably in his early twenties. The man’s eyes are small, thieves and lustrous, and his face is lustful. Smile.

　　 "Who is Hao Bengfang?"

　　 "I am."

　　 Hao Benfang stepped forward suspiciously and asked, "Are you?"

　　 "I am Zhang Missile."

　　 The young man said with a smile.

　　"Guide Zhang?!"

　　 Hao Benfang looked at Zhang Missile from head to toe in surprise, and said, "Is that director Zhang who made the commercial?"

　　 "Well, it's me."

　　 The young man smiled and nodded, suddenly his eyes lit up and he put down the car and rushed to Zhao Gangyu's side.

　　"Beauty! What a beauty!"

　　 Zhang Missile looked at Chen Keke and Lin Qianru from top to bottom, then nodded, "How come there are such beauties!"

　　Zhao Gangyu frowned slightly. There have been rumors that directors are very erotic, is this the person in front of him? If he wants to have some unspoken rules or something, Zhao Gangjun may have to let him know the reason why investors are more powerful than directors.

　　 However, the Missile Zhang just said that, and then stopped looking at Chen Keke and Lin Qianru, but looked at Zhao Gangyu and said, "You are Mr. Zhao, right?"

　　 "Well, it's me."

　　Zhao Gangyu nodded.

　　"Hello, Mr. Zhao, hello."

　　 Zhang Missile hurriedly grabbed Zhao Gangjun’s hand with a smiley face~IndoMTL.com~ said, "I am Zhang Missile, making a commercial. In fact, my biggest wish is to be able to make a movie. A popular movie, if Mr. Zhao, you are satisfied with my commercial this time, we can consider cooperating."

　　 Somehow, because of Zhang Missile’s words, Zhao Gangyu’s perception of Zhang Missile suddenly changed.

　　 There is no reason for this change in perception. Maybe it is Zhao Gangyu who thinks that Zhang Missile’s smile looks a bit like himself before.

　　 A few people briefly met each other, went into the tea house, and found a box to make tea.

　　 At this time, Zhao Gangyu had some understanding of this missile.

　　Zhang Missile, his name is Missile. It is said that Zhang Missile’s Laozi was a devout Christian and decided to give his son a name called Prayer Festival, which means prayer and birth, but the household registration input uses smart ABC , In the end, it directly lost the word missile, so Zhang Missile was called Zhang Missile.

　　 Zhang Missile’s name is as weird as Zhao Gangjun’s name, but he graduated from China Communication University, and majored in directing. Of course, it is said that he was expelled from him a year ago.

　　 As for why he was expelled, the reason is actually very simple. When Zhang Missile was a PhD in director, the instructor asked him to make a short story and play at will. As a result, Zhang Missile was influenced by the Japanese romantic action movie. , I went to Japan to find a few films. Although it was not a romantic action movie, but the teacher said that he was morally corrupt and was not suitable for directing, so he opened him, and then Zhang Missile ran to FJ to give The director of the commercial film.