Because the transfer was too slow, Zhao Hede used his connections and asked the finance department to withdraw two million in cash from the bank without making an appointment. He deposited it into Tang Xiaoqi's account, then transferred it to the account of the so-called great writer's daughter, and faxed it over with the remittance receipt.

After waiting for more than two hours, the endorsement contract signed by the famous writer was faxed back. Zhao Hede was overjoyed and immediately arranged the company's affairs. He took the director of the operations department Chai Muyun and several generals and rushed to the capital on the same day's flight.

The advertising appointment with CCTV has been negotiated with his friends in the capital. CCTV is still hesitant. He feels that Xingsheng Company is not well-known and it is unprecedented to advertise a book. There is no precedent.

This time, I have an endorsement contract with a big writer, which is a big bargaining chip, and should be enough to knock on CCTV’s door.

After all the hard work, Lin Baiyao finally got two million. Lin Baiyao was in a good mood and rushed back to school just after twelve o'clock, letting Tang Xiaoqi roam freely outside and contact him when he was needed.

Everyone gathered in the dormitory. In addition to the people from 503, Shi Lingyou, Xu Lerong, Mao Lili, Huang Jinbao, even Huang Bingying, who had a foot injury and couldn't move, was carried down from the girls' dormitory by Yu Wenyi and Yang Haichao. There was a lot of celebration party.

Lin Baiyao first said hello to Shi Lingyou, then turned around and asked, "Have you chosen a place? What do you plan to eat?"

"Zhishu Mao wants to eat hot pot." Fan Xibai said.

"I didn't..." Mao Lili said sheepishly: "You can eat whatever you want, whoever treats you has the final say."

Just when Yu Wenyi was about to speak, Lin Baiyao said with a smile: "Lieutenant, please don't rob me this time. Give me a chance to spend money. I'm treating you today, so just listen to Party Secretary Mao and eat hot pot. Huang Bingying is injured and can't eat spicy food. Let's

Go to Xiaochuanfu to eat mandarin duck hotpot."

Huang Bingying was flattered. Everyone knew that Lin Baiyao didn't like her. He took the initiative to take care of her injury this time. It was really a long time since the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors were alive.

As the name of Xiaochuanfu suggests, the hot pot is not the authentic Xichuan style. If it was really that spicy, not many people in Yuezhou could eat it.

However, the improved taste is not bad. It is located at the end of Lanshui Street. Although the location is not good, it has good quality and low price, and the business is very popular.

It was dinner time on the weekend, and there was a long queue at the door. Fan Xibai was dumbfounded, stood on tiptoe to take a look, and said, "What should I do? I won't be able to eat until the evening, why don't I find another restaurant?"

There were more than a dozen of them, and it was hard to find a seat anywhere at this point. Yu Wenyi was very wealthy, so he walked directly to the people at the front, took out fifty yuan, and said: "Brother, we have a sick patient, foot

It hurts, I really can’t wait. I’ll buy your seat for 50 yuan, and I’ll bother you to go eat something else today…”

The leading boy wanted to make money, and fifty yuan was not a small sum, but there was a girl next to him and he couldn't help but refuse, so he had to refuse with tears in his eyes.

Yu Wenyi thought it was because he didn't have enough money, so he added another thirty yuan. Eighty yuan was enough for most people to have a good meal for free at noon.

The entanglement in the boy's eyes makes people feel distressed, but looking at the girls around him, it's not a matter of more money or lack of money, but a matter of shamelessness. He said: "Brother, it makes you look rich."

No? We came out to eat, not to give up our seats to you for 180 yuan..."

Yu Bangyan pulled Yu Wenyi back and said with an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, buddy. I don't mean anything else. We are just sick and we are asking for your help. It's okay. If we can't negotiate, we'll change places."

You are a bastard who doesn't want to earn money. There are three boys in second place. Without girls, there is no face problem. One person asked: "Brother, do you want our position? It's cheap, just fifty yuan..."

Yu Wenyi frowned and said, "Then I still have to stand here and wait?"

The boy smiled and said: "Brother, why do we have to select the top three in the Olympics? Because the top three are on a horizontal line. If the first one leaves, will the second one become the first in an instant? I will sell the first to you, and you will

You can go in and eat directly.”

Yu Wenyi thought for a moment, took out the money in his pocket, and said, "This is also the reason..."

The people in the queue at the back did not have the opportunity to make money, so they began to vomit acidic water like crazy and yelled: "Is it great to be rich? You don't have to queue up to eat?"

"This is from the University of Finance and Economics, right? Those who major in economics have a low moral limit and know how to use money to disrupt social order. Compared to our students from the University of Engineering, they are all honest, moral and rule-abiding!"

What he said was a bit of a personal attack. Yang Haichao said angrily: "From the University of Technology? No wonder, I've heard that people from the University of Technology are so uneducated that they can't understand the principles of contractual relationships in the market economy. One is equality.

The second is freedom, the third is integrity, and the fourth is fairness. We pay and they give up. If the negotiation is successful, the deal will be concluded. If the negotiation cannot be reached, it will fall through. Is this called disrupting order?"

"Hey, what are you talking about? Who is ignorant and incompetent? You are a master of economics. How about we compare the workshop process design of polymer materials?"

Yang Haichao looked at them like fools and said: "I don't know polymer materials, so I never show off in majors I don't understand. In the era of market economy, if you don't allow market economy, you are more powerful than the country.

Why don't you put your own profile picture on it?"

Seeing that a big quarrel was about to break out, Lin Baiyao hurriedly grabbed Yang Haichaoshang and said, "Okay, let's go out to eat and have some fun. Don't make any trouble. Let's find a place to go..."

The girl in the first row suddenly jumped out, with stars in her eyes, and her face flushed with excitement, and said: "Lin Baiyao? Are you Lin Baiyao? Ah ah ah, I am your fan, I sang last night

It was so handsome..."

Lin Baiyao was startled and said: "A wealthy person?"

"No, no, I'm from a vocational and technical college. I went to hang out with friends last night and attended your concert..."

"No, no, it's not a concert, it's just a show where I sang a few songs..."

"Ah, it's really you..."

The girl was still in a state of lack of oxygen to her brain, and she wanted to rush forward, grab Lin Baiyao's arm, and said: "She looks even better in person than on stage. Can you, can you sign your autograph for me?"

I wipe it.

Yang Haichao drooled with envy. He quickly puffed up his chest and squeezed next to Lin Baiyao. What he meant was, look at me. I also sang songs. Ask me for an autograph. Hurry up and I will sign it for you.

Ordinarily, their program about serving the country with loyalty was also well received, but it was overshadowed by Lin Baiyao's subsequent performance.

The girl completely turned a blind eye and just grabbed Lin Baiyao. Lin Baiyao didn't have the nerve to sign autographs. Just when he was about to refuse, Yu Bangyan said with a smile: "Classmate, it's not impossible to ask for an autograph. Can you give us your seat?"

"Yeah……"

The girl almost didn't think about it, and turned back to the leading boy and said coquettishly: "Can you give it to them? Let's go eat something else. I have acne in the hot pot, but actually I don't really want to eat it."

The boy had never enjoyed such a coquettish treatment from a girl. He smiled stupidly and nodded wildly, saying: "Okay, give them what you want to eat, let's go eat..."

Yu Bangyan cleverly ran into the hotel, borrowed a pen and paper from the front desk, handed it to Lin Baiyao, and whispered: "Huang Bingying is lame and it's inconvenient to move around. Please sign it. She's not from our school. No."

Shameful."

What else could Lin Baiyao say? He gritted his teeth and said that he had sacrificed his personality for the big guy. Just as he was about to sign the paper, the girl grabbed her coat and said shyly: "Can you sign the clothes here?"

Yang Haichao, Fan Xibai and others cheered: "Sign! Sign! Sign!"

Lin Baiyao had never felt that a black ink pen was so heavy in his life. He turned around and saw Shi Lingyou pouting and smiling softly. He felt relieved and couldn't help but smile too.

Just make a fuss, just to make everyone happy.

After signing his name, Yu Wenyi was stunned and said: "Old demon, have you specially practiced this signature? You are really almost like a star..."

Yu Bangyan also cast a doubtful look, and Lin Baiyao explained: "Don't you have to write a commemorative book after graduating from high school? The boys in our class went to a gentleman who set up a calligraphy stall to ask for his signature. After practicing for several months..."

In fact, after starting a business in my previous life and becoming a boss, I needed to sign too many times, so I slowly developed the flying and dancing penmanship.

The girl who got the autograph happily pulled the boy away. It is estimated that this dress will not be washed again.

Just as the waiter came to call the number, everyone entered the restaurant smoothly, leaving the people in line behind looking at each other.

"Who is this person? Lin Baiyao? A celebrity?"

"You just debuted, right? As a young reporter in the entertainment industry, I have never heard of this person..."

"You are so behind the times. That's Lin Baiyao, a freshman at the University of Finance and Economics. He sang ten songs at the welcome party last night, no worse than the Four Heavenly Kings!"

"Brother, do you feel sorry for what you said?"

…

During the meal, everyone asked Lin Baiyao to say a few words. Lin Baiyao picked up the cup and said: "I didn't say anything, there was a little accident at the party, but it was a success. It would not have been possible without the strong support of the brothers and sisters here. I had a good meal today."

OK, don’t save me any money.”

"Come on, cheers!"

"cheers!"

The clinking of wine glasses and the splashing of hops are just like this wanton youth.

During the meal, Yu Bangyan told Lin Baiyao that from last night to noon today, anyone had come to see him. The first was the instructor. The instructor must have given praise on behalf of the department, and then asked about Yao Wenlong. Lin Baiyao

I plan to go back in the afternoon and explain the situation to the instructor, I guess it won’t be a big problem.

Then there was Mi Yue. Lin Baiyao didn't expect this person. She left her mobile phone number in Dormitory 503, telling Lin Baiyao to give her a call when he came back.

Lin Baiyao had just been tricked by a fan, and Lin Baiyao was very resistant to beautiful women. Mi Yue was a wealthy and influential person, and their interaction was quite limited. They only said hello during the rehearsal, and they could not speak more than twenty sentences. She came

What are you doing to yourself?

Yu Bangyan is worthy of being a dog-headed strategist, and said: "I have a guess. You announced last night that you would sell the copyright of ten songs to the most suitable person for the symbolic meaning of one yuan. Before Mi Yue became the host, he was a wealthy person.

She is famous for her good voice and often sings in various art performances. Could it be that she wants to buy songs from you?"

Yang Haichao cooked a hot pot and stuck out his tongue while interjecting, "It's possible! I heard that Mi Yue has an aunt who is related to the entertainment industry. She is just waiting for her to graduate and prepare to develop into the entertainment industry. If she can start from Lao Yao

If you get one or two songs, will you be at your peak before you even make your debut?"

Lin Baiyao pondered without saying anything, and glanced at Xu Lerong intentionally or unintentionally.

Although Xu Lerong lowered her head and ate in silence, when she heard that Mi Yue wanted to buy a song, her hand holding the chopsticks clearly tightened.

This is not a song, it is probably a stepping stone in Vanity Fair, a soaring road to the sky, wanting is human nature.

"Who else?"

"By the way, there is another one..."

Yu Bangyan took out a business card from his pocket, handed it to Lin Baiyao, and said: "What is the name of a producer from the Yousheng era? Yes, Bi Xiaowan."?

Oh, how else can we say that entertainment is a circle?

After going round and round, we are back to the Yousheng era.
Chapter completed!