The Richest Man Yang Fei

"There is a good saying, a woman is weak, and a mother is strong. Which woman doesn't want to be a princess for life? Who wants to be a yellow-faced woman?" Yang Fei said, "Sister Wan is really one in a million."

Jiang Ziqiang said: "I feel that she has gotten into the eyes of money. It was okay before, but after buying the new house in Royal Garden, she cared about money very much."

Yang Fei said: "The house is the biggest expense in life. Think about it, your family has spent all of their savings to buy this house. In addition, her father's illness and death have caused a heavy blow. She may be too. Suddenly I realized that there is still a lot of money to spend! The old-age care for the elderly in the family and the education of the children are really a heavy expenditure, which ordinary families cannot afford."

Jiang Ziqiang nodded and said: "It makes sense. I also know that there are many places where money is used, but of course I can't receive gifts when others come to the house. This is a matter of principle! He interferes with my principle, and this is her fault. No matter how poor, it is also wrong. The principle cannot be ruined!"

Yang Fei said, "I understand your thoughts, but I'm on Wan Jie's side."

Jiang Ziqiang stared at him.

Yang Fei picked up the wine bottle, touched him, and said with a smile: "An upright official can hardly break the housework. Therefore, since ancient times, the way of being an official is not greedy, and the moderation is the main one. Jiang Brother, why not be more modest? This is good for your subordinates and your family."

Jiang Ziqiang shrugged his brows, shook his head, and said stubbornly: "I don't understand the Golden Mean, but I don't agree with it!"

Yang Fei thought to herself, poor and lowly couples are sad, but in the final analysis, it is for money, and said: "Brother Jiang, I want to sign a long-term contract with Xiaojia."

"Long appointment? How long is it?"

"Ten years!"

"Ten years? What are you going to do?"

Yang Fei smiled and said, "If we don't sign a contract, we can't praise her or build her. After signing the contract, then we can tilt our resources towards her."

"What do you mean? Why can't I understand?"

"Just to make Xiaojia a big star."

"No, you can't let her be a star. In the entertainment industry, it's smoky and messy!"

"Your thoughts are too biased. There are rules in any industry. Some are hidden, and some are obvious. No one in the police industry will take the wrong side? The same exists. It depends on how you use the law. ."

"This?"

"Also, what can happen to Xiaojia if I watch it? I am now making her a child star, and she will become famous in the future. She is a star, a big name, and everyone else will look at her face and act, and she can't suffer."

"She is so young, what can she do?"

"You don't have to worry about this. If you don't worry, I'll sign with her for ten years."

"I have to discuss with Aimin."

"can."

What Yang Fei thinks is that by signing Jiang Xiaojia, he can arrange for Xiaojia to participate in more commercials and film performances. With this cash cow, Jiang's life will get better and better, and will no longer be for money. in argument.

Jiang Xiaojia makes money through advertising. The money is justified, and everything is justified.

The two talked for more than an hour, each drank a few bottles of beer, the night was deep, and then they dispersed.

When Yang Fei returned home, Lin Feiying had fallen asleep.

Tonight, it is impossible for her to return to school accommodation.

No words for a night.

The next morning, Jiang Ziqiang and his wife came to Yang Fei and said that they had negotiated and agreed to sign for ten years.

The past ten years, for Jiang Xiaojia, is not as important as she imagined. After all, she is still young. Ten years later, her life will really begin!

Yang Fei had anticipated this result a long time ago and said with a smile: "I have prepared two plans. One is to settle the remuneration according to the performances Xiaojia participates in each year. The other is to give her one million now to buy out her performances in the next ten years. . Don’t worry, I’m not a capitalist and I will not exploit her value endlessly. Moreover, I promise that I will never delay her studies.”

"One million?" Wan Aimin and Jiang Ziqiang looked at each other.

"Brother Jiang, Sister Wan, are you too young?"

"No!" Jiang Ziqiang waved his hand vigorously and said, "You let me slow down. In my whole life, I have not made a million. She is a child, ten years, and she can earn one without delay in studying. Millions? Yang Fei, are you trying to give us money? Or, how could you do this loss-making business?"

"Haha!" Yang Fei said with an expression of ease, "If I want to give you money, do I still need to be ambiguous? This contract was signed by me and Jiang Xiaojia. You are just her guardians, and the money is also for her. ."

Wan Aimin was excited: "Yang Fei, is this too much?"

Yang Fei said: "We spend far more than one million to train an artist. I think this one million remuneration is fair! We must also consider the room for artist appreciation and the impact of inflation."

One million buyout for ten years may seem like a lot, but in fact it is not expensive.

On average, it's only 100,000 a year.

Now Jiang Xiaojia shoots Yang Fei's advertisements, all of which are fifty thousand, and one hundred thousand yuan, which is enough to make two advertisements.

If Yang Fei arranged for her to appear on the scene more, then the money would be easy to make back.

"Then sign it?" Wan Aimin was eager for her husband to agree quickly.

Jiang Ziqiang pondered: "How do I feel that we are selling our daughters?"

Wan Aimin slapped him: "How do you speak? Besides, can Yang Fei treat Xiaojia badly? Sign him for a lifetime, and let him take care of her for a lifetime!"

Yang Fei gave a light cough and said, "Sister Wan was joking. Should we discuss this matter with Xiaojia herself?"

Wan Aimin smiled and said, "No, she's still a child, what do you know!"

Yang Fei insisted on discussing with Jiang Xiaojia.

Wan Aimin called Jiang Xiaojia over.

Jiang Xiaojia listened, turned her little head to think, and asked, "Brother Yang Fei, why do you give so much money? I heard people say that parents only accept so much dowry from men when they marry their daughters! Are you going to marry me?"

"Ah? Ha!" Yang Fei said with a smile, "This is a contract, a contract signed, not a dowry gift. The kids now know too much! Do you agree?"

Jiang Xiaojia said: "I agree, not more than one million? With this money~www.ltnovel.com~my parents don't have to fight about money anymore, right?"

Yang Fei touched her head heartily, and said, "Take a child!"

Jiang Ziqiang and Wan Aimin smiled awkwardly.

Yang Fei said: "I will arrange for someone to sign with you about the contract. Then it's settled."

Wan Aimin took her daughter's hand and said happily: "Great, Xiaojia, you are the **** of wealth in my family! Go, Mom will buy you new clothes!"

"Mom, I still have to go to school today!"

"Oh, then go buy it when you come back from school!"

A family of three went out with a smile.

Lin Feiying woke up a long time ago and was surprised to hear all this in the room. After they left, she walked out and said, "Mr. Yang, can you also sign me? Also signed for ten years. I don’t want one million, eight hundred thousand is enough."

Yang Fei: "..."