Mr. Zhang, Mr. Shang means paying in full in RMB within one month. Look..." Jin Guanghan told him the first time he saw Zhang Yiming.

I will push the pot on Shang Fuhai first. Of course, Shang Fuhai doesn't care.

He then said: "In addition, Shang Dong will not use all this money to the development of shooting short videos. Regarding the specific use of funds, Shang Dong said he will talk to you in person."

Shang Fuhai was talking to Han Zhengyu not far away, but he didn't pay attention to this place at all.

Zhang Yiming glanced at him, and finally looked at Jin Guanghan and said, "As far as Shang Dong wants, give him the money within half a month, sign the contract, and don't cause any more troubles."

Jin Guanghan looked at his boss in surprise, and there were people who paid in advance?

What did you see again?

Jin Guanghan felt a big greeting in his heart, which made him even more tired, but Zhang Yiming did not answer his doubts. Shang Fuhai didn't have time to answer his doubts at this moment. Old Shang was telling Han Zhengyu that he wanted to move the office away from here. He asked Han Zhengyu to arrange for someone to spend some time to find a suitable office building. If it is suitable, he could buy it.

Just put it there as an investment, and you won’t delay using it, killing two birds with one stone.

You should know that investment in commercial real estate is completely different from residential real estate. No matter when, the increase in commercial real estate is the strongest, but the relative decline is small in the back adjustment.

Seeing that Shang Fuhai and Han Zhengyu had finished talking about the matter, Zhang Yiming came over: "Dong Shang, the main purpose of my trip has been over. You give me face and don't waste too much time. I won't stay longer and will go back tomorrow morning."

"So quickly, then go to my house tonight to have some drinks." Shang Fuhai sent an invitation.

Zhang Yiming immediately agreed neatly, which gave Shang Fuhai an illusion, was Zhang Yiming waiting to have a meal at his house?

After thinking about it, Shang Fuhai cooked himself in the evening and hosted Zhang Yiming at home. He also called Han Zhengyu, Chen Jingshu and An Xiaohui to the house.

This was the first time Han Zhengyu and the others came here. They were worried about Shang Fuhai cooking in person, but when Shang Fuhai put the dishes together, several people with various ideas had to admire Shang Fuhai's cooking skills from the bottom of their hearts.

I never expected that he had never promoted this, but it was really delicious, and every dish was full of flavor. Obviously, Shang Fuhai had put in the cooking skills.

Shang Fuhai did work hard, but the question is whether he had racked his brains to learn cooking skills, various recipes and videos in order to coax his wife to eat more food in the previous life, and he almost signed up for a chef's further study class.

"Lao Zhang, you are now considered the second shareholder of Paike Short Video. You have to make some efforts on the later development of Paike Short Video. Promote it if you need it. It is a waste to put the great resources of Toutiao without using it." Shang Fuhai nagged earnestly: "You think, you have promoted it well. There are more people who download Paike Short Video and use it, then its value will naturally increase. Only then will your investment get exponential returns."

"You mean you don't plan to pay?" Zhang Yiming curled his lips.

Shang Fuhai said, "Old Zhang, we can't play the trick of destroying bridges across the river. I just asked you for a front page recommendation position on Toutiao last month. I set a sky-high price of 100 million yuan for you. Why? You don't plan to admit it before two months have passed?"

When Zhang Yiming heard this, he immediately retorted: "It's okay, Mr. Shang, you still remember advertising here. However, the advertising fee of 100 million yuan has been given 30% to me now. Then you have to pay it all at once when you ask me to pay. Mr. Shang, it's better to be honest in life. Two-way standards are really undesirable."

Shang Fuhai was drinking, and when he said this, he suddenly felt a little drunk: "Lao Han, call Lao Liang and say, and then he said that when Lao Zhang transferred the money, he asked him to pay the remaining advertising fee, so that he would not worry about our broken-down assets every day."

When Jin Guanghan heard this, he immediately gave Zhang Yiming a thumbs up.

The boss is so good!

Shang Fuhai really increased the amount of money at his home tonight and drank too high. Otherwise, according to his nature, he would not pay in advance if he could squeeze the money to the last little profit.

But when I was drunk tonight, Zhang Yiming could show off his abilities, and he also took the initiative to propose to settle the final payment.

Zhang Yiming said casually: "Don't settle it for me, Mr. Jin, remember this matter. When you transfer the money to ShangDong, you will deduct the remaining 70% directly."

“…”

What a guy, one is smarter than the other, Jin Guanghan nodded quickly.

Han Zhengyu was not drunk yet, and he covered his face directly. It was so embarrassing. The boss didn’t drink enough, so don’t show off. This is fine. He spent 70 million when he touched his mouth.

Although the money will be paid to Toutiao sooner or later, it may take half a year to spend, and the profits it makes are also very considerable.

...

Shang Fuhai was in a daze the next morning. After sitting up from the bed, he felt very thirsty in his mouth. He rubbed his eyes and started looking for water to drink.

There was a thermos cup on the bedside table next to it. Shang Fuhai took it over and unscrew the cover of the quilt and took a sip. The warm water was just right. I'm afraid it was prepared by his wife Xu Fei again.

After drinking half a glass of water in one breath, Shang Fuhai went to wash and put on his clothes, and he couldn't fall asleep anymore.

After packing up, he began to look through his phone.

Only then did I realize that there were still three missed calls and two text messages.

Two of the missed calls were called by Zhang Yiming, and one was missed called Liang Rubo.

The two short messages were sent to him by Zhang Yiming and Liang Rubo.

Zhang Yiming: "Thanks to Shang Dong for clearing the payment for the advertisement of the shooter's short video. I will arrange it next time I come to Beijing."

Liang Rubo: "Boss? Have you promised to settle the remaining advertising fee for Yiming?"

"Finish the ball!" Shang Fuhai said intimately, "No, Zhang Yiming is really cunning."

He didn't even have to reply to the phone call. This time he began to recall the scene of the can of beer with Zhang Yiming last night. Thinking that Zhang Yiming guided him step by step to promise to settle the remaining 70 million in advance. Shang Fuhai regretted it so much that his intestines were so regretful.
Chapter completed!