"Why do you want to give me money?"

Xu Yiman said in a daze that she didn't dare to take this check.

"I'll ask for it for you, what's the point of being useless?"

Xu Yang forced the check into Xu Yiman's hands and said, "I decided, you will be my agent in the future. If there is another entertainment company coming, you will talk to them for me."

"I, I can't..."

Xu Yiman suddenly became nervous and began to stutter: "I, I am the head teacher, how can I be your agent? I don't know anything."

"Don't you understand the money talking about it?"

Xu Yang rolled his eyes and said, "If someone asks me to write songs and make movies, you can just tell them the money. No matter how much they offer, you can double the price."

"Afterwards, we scored 50% and half of each person, will we achieve it?"

"I...I..."

Xu Yiman stuttered. She has been a teacher for so many years, but she has never encountered such a situation.

broker?

I'm not that material.

"Okay, then that's it."

Xu Yang laughed and said, "As a teacher, his monthly salary is only over 1,000 yuan. What's the money enough? Is it enough to buy lipstick?"

"If you become my agent, I promise you will be lenient in making money. So, you can easily get more than 30,000 yuan, which will be your salary for several years?"

Hearing this, Xu Yiman couldn't find the words to refute, and his hands holding the check began to tremble at this time.

After she split the accounts, she could get more than 30,000 yuan.

More than 30,000 yuan was a huge sum, enough for her to buy a house in the city to pay the down payment.

"hiss."

Xu Yiman took a deep breath and tried to recall the school's rules, as if none of them were concerned about this.

In other words, she can spend it with peace of mind after taking the money.

"But...but this money is too much, I can't ask for it."

Xu Yiman gritted her teeth and handed the check to Xu Yang.

"Thirty thousand or more?"

Xu Yang looked at Xu Yiman with a contemptuous look and said, "Do you know how much I am worth? Do you think I will take this little money seriously?"

Xu Yang was not guilty at all when he said this. Who made him worth tens of millions and countless houses?

It’s just over 30,000 yuan, that’s not a problem at all, you can earn it back in one day.

But this money is definitely an astronomical figure in the eyes of others, and an ordinary family can't save more than 30,000 in a few years.

For Xu Yiman, this money is also a huge sum of money. In terms of her salary, it is impossible to make money without four or five years.

"Then, I'll save it for you first." Xu Yiman said gritting his teeth.

Xu Yang sneered, waved his hand, and said casually: "I gave it to you, I'm taking the flowers, it's not enough to look for me."

"By bye, I'm going to do it."

Xu Yang turned around and left, holding his pockets in his hands, feeling a little floating when walking, and his legs couldn't stand straight.

After leaving the school, Xu Yang drove his own Phaeton and planned to go to the supermarket to check it out. He was afraid that the workers would make mistakes in the decoration and it would be very troublesome.

Driving on the road, Xu Yang found that there were more and more cars in the city, and there were vague signs of traffic jams.

When he encountered a red light, Xu Yang stopped, and then, a blue cool car parked next to him.

"Hey, Xu Yang."

Someone shouted.

Xu Yang turned his head and found a girl in the Coolpad car waving at him.

"Day."

Xu Yang recognized the man, and he also smiled and waved his hand, asking, "So coincidentally, you are here too."

Day nodded and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm fine, just stroll around."

Xu Yangdao.

"Who?"

The man driving the cool style said disdainfully. He also looked at Xu Yang's car, thinking that he had driven a few Volkswagen, and he was embarrassed to say hello to him.

In his heart, Volkswagen is just a car worth more than 100,000 yuan, not as expensive as its own cool style.

"This is my high school classmate. He is very talented and able to write songs."

Day said.

"Tsk, what's the trash to write songs? Drive a broken car."

The man still disdained.

At this time, the green light lit up, and the man deliberately punched the accelerator a few times to provoke Xu Yang.

Xu Yang smiled contemptuously, a small automatic transmission broken car, dare to provoke my own six-cylinder magic car?

Kill you instantly!

Please step on the accelerator on the soles of your feet, and Phitten rushed out with a whoosh. It accelerated for only a few seconds for a hundred kilometers. With the roar of exhaust, Phitten turned and disappeared on the street.

I didn't even see the taillights in the second.

"Damn it, so fast, isn't that Volkswagen?"

The driver was confused in the car.

...

The advantage of Kaifateng is that it is low-key. No matter whether you are a Mercedes-Benz or a BMW on the road, you will be able to eat the exhaust of the car in seconds without taking a look.

Xu Yang arrived at the renovated basement. After coming over, he saw dozens of workers cutting wooden boards. The foreman also helped him personally.

After walking around, I didn't find any problems. At least I proved that the decoration company I found was pretty good.

"Brother, what are you doing? What are you wandering around?"

A small worker asked.

"It's okay, I'll just take a look."

Xu Yang smiled.

"Hey, brother, are you a salesperson? Our supermarket is recruiting people."

A man wearing glasses and work uniform shouted.

Xu Yang gave the other party a blank look and asked himself to be a salesperson?

What a fool, do you have the vision and a person who is so arrogant and like a job?

No bird can be birds.

Xu Yang hummed in his nose and went up arrogantly.

The employee was still muttering, who is so arrogant?

After Xu Yang went upstairs, he returned to his car, took out his cell phone, thought about it, and called Kong Wen.

The first time the other party didn't answer, Xu Yang thought the other party was busy, so he called Uncle Guo.

But Uncle Guo’s phone number had not been found yet, and Kong Wen actually called.

Xu Yang immediately sat up straight, cleared his throat, and answered.

"Hey, hello Uncle Kong."

"Haha, you are so polite to me. Is there anything wrong?"

Kong Wen asked with a smile.

Xu Yang didn't plan to turn the ink traces. He coughed and said, "Fucheng Group, Uncle Kong, you know."

"Well, Zhang Chengbiao's company, I know."

Xu Yang asked in a low voice: "Do you have anything to do with this Zhang Chengbiao?"

"No, I just met a few times and I'm not very familiar with each other."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yang felt a little excited later, and it seemed that he still had a chance.

"Calm down, calm..." Xu Yang patted his chest, then held his breath and lowered his voice: "Uncle Kong, is it easy to speak? Let's come out to talk?"

"Okay, I'll have time in half an hour, you can tell me a place."
To be continued...