"Look, Lil Hao hasn't even graduated from high school, but he already knows more than us. Hehe ~"
He had originally admired this young man and felt that he was very bold.
Later, as they chatted, Master Qian realized that he was quite knowledgeable.
** Zhijin, from all over the world, they could talk about anything, and it was to his liking.
She simply pressed him down and started talking nonsense.
"Then you didn't pay attention. Lil Hao's mother is a teacher.”
Qiao Hao waved his hands and smiled bitterly.
How could the children of teachers have a good family background?
"But Lil Hao, are you investing in this to pave the way for yourself to enter this industry in the future, or?”
Wu Jing changed the topic and wanted to test Qiao Hao.
"Well…it's like this, Brother Jing. I'll definitely enter the industry, but I still want to be an investor and not do any front work.”
"As I said just now, I hope that Brother Jing will have a script next time. Even if he doesn't lack funds, he can bring his younger brother to drink some soup.”
"Hahaha ~"
Grandpa Qian reached out and patted Qiao Hao's shoulder repeatedly.
These words were said in an old-fashioned manner, making him extremely happy.
Outside the private room, Little Dream and Qiao Weidong could not help but heave a sigh of relief when they heard the laughter.
"Look, it worked, right? How are you going to repay me?"
Little Dream immediately leaned forward and held Qiao Weidong's arm with both hands.
"Be careful, be careful. It's a public place ~"
Qiao Weidong, however, did not covet that softness and fullness at all.
He slowly pulled his neighbor away from her embrace.
"Humph ~"
"Qiao Weidong, are you going to burn the bridge after crossing it?”
Little Dream stood at the side and stomped her foot, frowning.
"Calm down, calm down. How about this, the bag you liked last time, okay?”
"That's more like it, hehehe ~"
" Weidong, you're so nice. Let's find a place to rest."
The meaning in Little Dream's words couldn't be any more obvious.
But Qiao Weidong didn't have such thoughts. He glanced at Little Dream.
"I have something to do now. I'll transfer the money to you. Go buy a bag.”
"What about Haohao?"
"Haohao should have made a deal. Anyway, I gave him the check. I'll send him a message later and ask him to go back by himself.”
Qiao Weidong was worried about his son before, but now, his daughter was more important.
Money wasn't that important ~
Did Qiao Hao really manage to negotiate?
Ten minutes ago…
"Okay, no problem. I can promise you that, Brother Jing.”
"However, we have to have an agreement.”
Qiao Hao had thought it through very clearly. Now that he did not have a company, he could only make money first.
When the company was established, he could not agree to such conditions.
As for the company, he had already thought of the candidates. One was finance, and the other was legal.
She was steadily waiting for him there ~
"Of course, I've already drafted the contract.”
"D * mn, you're such a thief, hehe ~"
This wasn't said by Qiao Hao, but by Grandpa Qian.
Actually, he wasn't really surprised. It was just his subconscious behavior.
Wu Jing took out a file from his backpack.
His movements were very cautious, as if it was something valuable.
From this, it could be seen that he really needed this 50 million.
Qiao Hao had read many books on the law.
He carefully read through the document that Wu Jing had prepared.
He was especially careful when he turned the page.
"Brother Jing, I only have one request. The next time you film, regardless of whether you have enough funds or not, you can bring your underlings along.”
"Alright, no problem. You're sending charcoal in the snow, and I'll drink water without forgetting the well digger.”
Although this agreement was only verbal, it was not implemented in the agreement.
Qiao Hao signed his name with a big stroke of his pen.
Then, he sent out a check for 50 million.
"Alright ~"
"This is considered a success ~"
Grandpa Qian was excited as he watched from the side.
A child took out a check for 50 million without saying a word.
If this was his child, he would probably beat his ass up.
…………………………
"Lil Hao, next time, next time it's still here.”
"It's okay, it's okay. Brother Jing, you go ahead.”
"Um, Brother Qian…"
Master Qian waved his hand and nodded repeatedly.
"Alright, alright, why are you being so polite with me? Let's go!"
"Alright, talk to you later."
After saying that, he hurriedly ran away with Qiao Hao's 50 million yuan.
"What about you, Lil Hao? Do you want to go to the theater next door to listen to a crosstalk?”
"Sir, is it free?"
Grandpa Qian glared at him. Why was he still taking advantage of him?
"Hey, you…"
"I'm just joking, sir. I'll buy my own ticket, but you have to give me a seat in front.”
"That's more like it. De Yun Society has never had free seats.”
"I understand, I understand…"
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