so……

After several phone calls, the weekends of the two months changed from online contact to offline contact.

Everything is well discussed.

Only the president of Trinity has a little opinion.

But Locke still satisfies his opinion.

However, Gwen has a different view on this.

After getting on the car.

Gwen frowned and said, "This is your proposal, why should I add him? Even if I don't participate in the Holy Trinity, the plan will not have any impact."

The president of the Trinity Student Union’s opinion is actually very simple.

He needs to be a joint promoter of Locke's plan, otherwise he would not join.

Locke agreed.

reason?

Locke started the car and smiled and said, "He wants face, I want benefits, and everyone needs it. Moreover, you cannot deny that the financial resources of the Holy Trinity are very strong."

Compared with the Student Union of Holy Trinity, the Student Union of Midtown College is simply a rich man.

and.

Locke smiled and said, "He also made a private commitment to help Midtown College and win the Hilton Hotel as the venue for this class of prom."

Gwen frowned: "Why didn't I hear him say that."

Locke handed his cell phone to Gwen.

Gwen took it, looked it through, and then smiled and said, "This class of graduates know that you have won the Hilton Hotel prom for them, and they will probably be very happy."

Locke laughed haha.

The other party wants fame.

Locke wants to be affordable, he never looks at the results, not the process. As long as the results are what he wants, Locke doesn't care about what the process is like.

He didn't need a name, nor did he plan to ask for a name.

Locke's original intention is to earn points for himself in the name of the student union. As long as this platform can be built, his guaranteed income of more than 100,000 points will be settled in the next two years.

Not to mention, the president of the Holy Trinity really gives a lot.

A private investment of 50,000 yuan was invested in the prize pool, and then everyone would invest a lot of money together. They even privately promised to bring a Hilton banquet hall for Midtown College as the graduation dance scene of Midtown College. From a certain perspective, some of the stolen names were returned to Locke.

So, why not agree?

At night.

Locke, who was having dinner at Gwen's house, and Gwen's cell phones were all the same, and the jingle began to ring constantly.

Three background boards of George's house looked curiously at Locke and Gwen who took out their phones.

Helen also looked at Gwen and was a little curious: "What's wrong?"

Gwen looked at the group of the prom preparation group and said excitedly to Locke, smiled and answered Helen's question: "The prom."

George drank the whiskey in his hand and looked at Locke who turned his phone directly to silently: "Aren't you guys not involved in the prom?"

After all, the grades are different, and after Locke officially took office, he did not choose to intervene in the graduates' prom. The members of the prom preparation team were still 12th grade graduates.

Gwen also put away his cell phone and smiled: "Locke helped them move this year's graduation party to the Hilton Hotel. I guess they just found out the news. I'm thanking them in the group."

Locke smiled.

George raised his eyebrows: "Hilton Hotel? Are your photos so popular? Can they support the expenses of Hilton Hotels?"

Locke pulled the corner of his mouth.

When he mentioned his photo album, he regretted it.

It was a hasty at that time.

Gwen laughed and said, "Dad, this money is not something we learned to give birth to. Although we buy photo albums and the student union pays a lot of dividends, this money is given to the Hilton Hotel by the president of Trinity in private."

Said.

Gwen briefly explained the projects that Locke has been working on in the past two months and the deal with the President of the Trinity Student Union.

But George's focus is on photo albums.

"hiss."

George couldn't help but take a breath after hearing Gwen say that the dividends were enough to buy Hilton, "How much does Locke's photo album cost?"

Locke opened his mouth.

Gwen said directly: "Dad, this is a trade secret."

George looked straight at Rock.

Locke made a helpless gesture: "Frankly, I don't know how much I sold, I just authorized Cindy to her sisterhood."

"What about your dividend?"

"It's about 80,000."

“…”

George was silent for a moment: "How many?"

Gwen looked at George with a dull expression and smiled, "Dad, it's not just colleges, universities, and college sisters from other states have come to find Cindy to be their local agent."

George was stunned.

More than New York City?

What are you buying photos across the country?

Jesus God.

No.

George had an illusion that seemed to have been in Locke, and he felt that making money was such an easy and simple thing.

Take a few photos, and then, in less than two months, I will earn 80,000 yuan?

Watt?

actually……

It was indeed impossible to sell it nationwide, but Nina Bell's case has been paid attention to throughout the federal government recently, especially according to an information disclosed by the FBI, which proves that Nina Bell's family has been completely paid attention to after the incident in September 2001.

Of course, the school where Nina Bell attended, as well as Locke and the campaign photo albums were also broadcast as gossip.

As a result, after the TV stations in each state played, everyone was licking the screen.

So, the factory that was originally planning to turn off the machine was running at full speed again.

Locke wanted to say enough, but he had given his authorization, and there was also a contract. From a legal perspective, as long as Cindy paid Locke's dividends as promised, Locke would have no reason to stop it.

That's why Locke said that he felt he had done something wrong.

George was a little confused when he listened to Gwen's popular science, and shook his head speechlessly: "Now girls don't look at their talents, but their appearance."

Gwen was unhappy: "Dad, isn't Locke's talent as high as his appearance?"

George: "…"

Is this still my little cotton jacket? I sigh, is it as for the way to dismantle my platform like this?

Damn boar.

George dared not strike hard at Gwen, but he was not polite to Locke: "I will take you to the shooting range tomorrow to see if the shotgun is going well, so as not to get the time. When we go hunting, you can't even hit a rabbit."

Yes.

hunt.

Locke did not intend to participate in the preparation of the graduation prom at the end of June, and the student union's knowledge Super Bowl, specifically, would only be implemented when he went to school in the second half of the year.

So, George planned to go hunting with his old comrades.

Target location, West Virginia!

Locke nodded and smiled, "I'm looking forward to hunting with you."

He has thought about it.

If George was empty when he was hunting, he would take advantage of the camping time to find a rabbit and knock it out on George's tent so that George's face would be lost when the empty car was empty.

“By the way.”

Helen looked at the thoughts on her husband George's face and directly changed the subject: "Didn't the case of Nina Bell's family go to court yesterday? How about it?"

To be precise.

Yesterday was the last trial, but until now, there has been no verdict.
To be continued...