Yuan Fangguo discovered a pattern, that is, there are fewer courses in each semester, and the pressure becomes less.
He likes this routine because it means he has more time to deal with his business.
The first thing after the New Year was to send He Yingjie's daughter Song Yiting to Emperor Entertainment Group in Hong Kong.
Yuan Fangguo and He Yingjie met again after the New Year.
"The matter of the machinery factory has been settled." He Yingjie's face looked very haggard, and it was estimated that he had not had an easy time recently.
"I already know that your daughter will go to Hong Kong on March 12th." Yuan Fangguo said as he handed over a business card.
"Go find him and he'll take care of everything for you."
"Dongjin Culture Company?" He Yingjie picked up the business card and couldn't help frowning.
"Yes, mine." Yuan Fangguo smiled. "We can sign a contract. I promise to make your daughter famous."
He Yingjie snorted coldly, "The contract must be signed. Do you think the machinery factory matter is so easy to handle? I have also seen the faces of many people. I can't let you get away with it so easily. The contract must state that if my daughter cannot become a star, you must compensate me 5 million."
He Yingjie obviously doesn't know much about the entertainment industry. At least in Yuan Fangguo's opinion, she doesn't understand the definition of a star.
"Director He, your request is too simple. We should write it like this: guarantee that Miss Song Yiting will become a hot star in China three years ago, with an appearance fee of no less than 500,000 yuan. If Dongjin Culture Company breaches the contract, it will pay 5 million yuan in compensation."
He Yingjie continued to snort coldly, "Where is the contract template?"
"I don't have it with me right now. I'll have someone draft it in the next couple of days, and we'll sign it later."
"I warn you not to tamper with the contract." He Yingjie did not forget to remind Yuan Fangguo.
"My goal has been achieved. I know what to do about your daughter's matter." Yuan Fangguo said seriously.
"That's good to know." He Yingjie said.
"Director He, you guys should hurry up and prepare, time is running out." Yuan Fangguo did not forget to remind them before he left.
He Yingjie just nodded slightly and said nothing more.
After the matter at the machinery factory was settled, Yuan Fangguo contacted Song Yide immediately.
This time he brought 200,000 RMB with him.
When Yuan Fangguo explained his purpose and pushed the 200,000 yuan onto the coffee table, Song Yide's heart began to pound.
If Yuan Fangguo didn't give him a kickback, he would definitely refuse it without hesitation. This is the rule.
But now Yuan Fangguo gave him a kickback, but it was not much, which made him feel a dilemma.
"Brother, we're all about the long-term. If you're interested, why not lend me one billion? I'll give you a 3% stake and guarantee that the billion will be fully repaid within the next five years."
Song Yide was stunned. He had never expected that Yuan Fangguo would use the shares as bargaining chips.
"Little brother, let's say something we shouldn't say. What if the business is not doing well?" Song Yide asked with a frown.
"Brother, to be honest, doing business is definitely risky. I can't guarantee that these 1 billion yuan will immediately allow me to spend it smoothly. If luck really doesn't work out for me, I can only treat it as a non-performing asset."
Song Yide nodded, then raised a finger and said, "Add a dot."
"Okay, whatever you say is what I will do." Thinking that he was straightforward today, when it was Song Yide's turn in the future, this guy would definitely not be so timid, so Yuan Fangguo agreed quite generously.
"I'll get it done for you within three months." Song Yide laughed.
"I'm waiting for good news from my brother. Do you want to go to Wan Lehao's place to sing some songs tonight?"
"Well, I'm not going there recently. How about this, you take me to the Art College." Song Yide also took out 200,000 yuan in cash without hesitation.
This cash is not light. It feels heavy in the hand, like a very dense brick.
Seeing Song Yide's lustful look, Yuan Fangguo probably knew something in his mind. He smiled slightly and followed Song Yide out.
The School of Arts was not on their campus, but on the other side, separated from the School of Music by a mountain. Yuan Fangguo had previously been to the School of Music to look for Song Yiting, but he did not pass by the School of Arts along the way.
After arriving at the gate of the Art Academy today, Yuan Fangguo deeply felt that he had really walked into a sea of beauties.
Seeing Yuan Fangguo's gaze, Song Yide felt a little overwhelmed and laughed dryly, "Brother, I'm leaving first."
"Okay." Yuan Fangguo nodded.
As soon as Song Yide left and Yuan Fangguo was about to drive back home, he saw the window being knocked down by a fashionable beauty.
"Handsome guy, where are you going?"
"Fangcun Community."
"Can I get a ride?"
"no problem."
The beauty sat in Yuan Fangguo's passenger seat very naturally.
I chatted with Yuan Fangguo along the way.
"There are a lot of beautiful girls in your school."
"You're from the Art Academy, and you look pretty good, too. Handsome guy."
"What's the use of being handsome?" Yuan Fangguo said with a self-deprecating look.
"This car is not yours?" The beauty looked at him suspiciously.
Yuan Fangguo nodded and said, "Look, I'm so young, how can I afford to drive this car? I drive it for our leader."
"oh……"
later……
The beautiful woman's eyes were always glancing out the window, not even looking at Yuan Fangguo.
Yuan Fangguo couldn't help but smile bitterly, what a snob.
When getting off the car, the beautiful woman whispered, "I thought he was a rich man, but I didn't expect he was just a worker."
Hearing this, Yuan Fangguo couldn't help but roll his eyes at the beautiful woman in his heart, "Come on, big-breasted and brainless woman, in this era, those who drive for leaders are all employed."
Although he was mercilessly mocked by the beauty, Yuan Fangguo's mood was not affected. On the contrary, he was very excited on the way back.
Tomorrow is the weekend. It has been a long time since I had a good weekend with my girlfriend. I must make good use of the rare time today.
I called her excitedly, but unexpectedly her phone was turned off.
Yuan Fangguo was stunned for a moment, then called again, but the phone was still turned off.
An ominous feeling suddenly came over me.
He quickly called his girlfriend's dormitory.
Thankfully, someone finally picked up the phone this time.
"She's gone home."
"I don't know what's going on."
…
As various factors and information intertwined together, Yuan Fangguo became even more worried and drove aimlessly on the street.
Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he found a public telephone booth and called Lin Yumei's home.
"Hello, who is this?" A familiar female voice came from the other end of the phone.
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