The Richest Man Yang Fei

"There is a good saying that women are weak at heart, but mothers are strong. Which woman doesn't want to be a princess all her 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 is getting into the eyes of money a little bit. It was okay before, but after buying the new house in the Royal Garden, she cares about money very much."

Yang Fei said: "A house is the biggest expense in life. Think about it, your family has spent all their savings to buy this house. In addition, her father's illness and death have brought a heavy blow. She may also I suddenly realized that there are still a lot of places to spend money! The pension of the elderly at home and the education of the children are really a heavy expense, which ordinary families cannot afford."

Jiang Ziqiang nodded and said: "That makes sense. I also know that there are many places to spend money, but of course I can't accept gifts from others when they come to my house. This is a matter of principle! He interfered with my principles, and that's her fault. Principles cannot be destroyed!"

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

Jiang Ziqiang stared at him.

Yang Fei picked up the wine bottle, touched him, and said with a smile: "It is difficult for an upright official to break up housework. Therefore, since ancient times, the way to be an official has been to not be greedy and clean, and to be moderate. Brother Jiang, why don't you be more modest? This is good for your subordinates and your family."

Jiang Ziqiang frowned, shook his head, and said stubbornly: "It's not that I don't understand the golden mean, but I don't agree with it!"

Yang Fei thought to himself that poor and lowly couples are sad about everything, but in the final analysis, it is because of money, so he said, "Brother Jiang, I want to sign a long-term contract with Xiaojia."

"Long-term contract? How long?"

"Ten years!"

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

Yang Fei laughed and said, "If we don't sign the contract, we won't be able to praise her, nor can we build her. If we sign the contract, then we can tilt our resources towards her."

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

"It's just to make Xiaojia a big star."

"No, we can't make her a star. The entertainment industry is full of smog and chaos!"

"Your thinking is too biased. In any industry, there are rules, some are hidden, some are on the surface, and no one in the police industry will go astray? There are the same. It depends on how you play. .”

"This?"

"and,

Xiaojia has me watching, what can happen? I'm building her up as a child star now, and when she becomes famous in the future, she's a star, a big name, and others will act according to her face, and she won't suffer much. "

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

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

"I have to discuss it with Aimin."

"Can."

What Yang Fei thinks is that if he signs Jiang Xiaojia, he can arrange for Xiaojia to participate in more commercials and film performances. With this cash cow, the Jiang family will get better and better in life, and will not do it for money anymore. in argument.

Jiang Xiaojia made money by shooting advertisements, and the money was justified, so it was justified.

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

When Yang Fei came home, Lin Feiying had already fallen asleep.

Tonight, it is impossible for her to go back to school for accommodation.

Nothing to say all night.

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

For Jiang Xiaojia, these ten years are actually not as important as she imagined. After all, she is still young. Ten years later, her life will really begin!

Yang Fei had expected 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 and buy out her performances in the next ten years." You can rest assured that I am not a capitalist and 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, Miss Wan, do you think it's too little?"

"No!" Jiang Ziqiang waved his hand forcefully, and said, "Let me take it easy. In my whole life, I can't earn a million dollars. She is a child, and she can earn a million dollars without delaying her studies in ten years." One million? Yang Fei, you don't want to give us money, do you? Otherwise, why would you do this loss-making business?"

"Haha!" Yang Fei said calmly, "If I want to give you money, do I need to beat around the bush? This contract was signed by Jiang Xiaojia and I. You are only her guardians, and the money is also for her. .”

Wan Aimin was beaming: "Yang Fei, isn't this too much?"

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

One million buyouts for ten years may seem like a lot, but it's actually not that expensive.

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

Now Jiang Xiaojia shoots advertisements for Yang Fei, each of which costs 50,000 yuan and 100,000 yuan, which is enough to shoot two advertisements.

If Yang Fei arranged for her to appear more, the money would be easily earned back.

"Then sign it?" Wan Aimin wished her husband would agree quickly.

Jiang Ziqiang mused, "Why do I feel like we're selling our daughter?"

Wan Aimin patted him: "How do you talk? Besides, can Yang Fei treat Xiaojia badly? It would be better to sign him for a lifetime and let him take care of her for the rest of his life!"

Yang Fei coughed lightly, and said, "Sister Wan was joking. Should I discuss this matter with Xiaojia herself?"

Wan Aimin smiled and said, "No need, she is still a child, what does she know?"

Yang Fei insisted on discussing with Jiang Xiaojia.

Wan Aimin called Jiang Xiaojia over.

Jiang Xiaojia listened, tilted her head to think for a while, and asked, "Brother Yang Fei, why did you give so much money? I heard people say that parents only accept so much betrothal gifts from men when they marry their daughters! You Are you going to marry me?"

"Ah? Ha!" Yang Fei laughed and said, "This is a contract, signing a contract, not a dowry gift. Children nowadays know too much! Do you agree?"

Jiang Xiaojia said: "I agree, is one million more? With this money, my parents won't have to quarrel over money, right?"

Yang Fei touched her head with heartache, and said, "Take the child!"

Jiang Ziqiang and Wan Aimin smiled awkwardly.

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

Wan Aimin took her daughter's hand and said happily, "That's great, Xiao Jia, you are the God of Wealth in my family! Let's go, Mom will buy you new clothes!"

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

"Oh, then wait until you come back from school to buy!"

The family of three went out with a smile.

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

Yang Fei: "..."