Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Blackened male gods should be pampered

Chapter 917 Take the boss to take the pentakill (76)

"Oh, by the way, does little Ah Sang have a high voice in Kunlun now?" While continuing to eat, Lin Su suddenly remembered something.

Sang Jian shook his head, "I only have 5.00% of the shares."

There is almost no right to speak. After all, there are many large shareholders in Kunlun, and a small shareholder like her still depends on the face of others.

He can say a little bit about some irrelevant things or things that are beneficial to Kunlun.

Just like the last time I took a pile of bamboo black material and threw it to them.

This is what is good for Kunlun.

At that time, she chose to join the ranks of Kunlun's minority shareholders in order to be able to talk to high-level executives. In fact, she didn't intend to rely on this share to make herself a Kunlun person.

She has other plans of her own.

Lin Su joked, "I thought little Ah Sang was doing well there, but it turned out that he was just a small shareholder, and he had to work for them in the live broadcast at night."

Sang Jian: "..." Saying this seems to be a bit sad.

After teasing, Lin Su got down to business, "Recently when I returned to the company, I found that our company is involved in almost all walks of life, except for the e-sports industry. Thinking that we are both live broadcasting in Kunlun, maybe we can talk to Kunlun Let's cooperate."

"Do you want to do a live broadcast?" Sang Jian asked.

Lin Su thought for a while, and asked back, "Little Ah Sang has other ideas?"

Sang Jian did not hide Lin Su, and said: "Since we are going to do it, why don't we form a club ourselves? Go to professional competitions?"

Lin Su was taken aback.

He really didn't think about it, because his hands usually hurt a little after a long live broadcast, let alone playing professionally.

Seeming to know what he was thinking, Sang Jian explained: "Didn't I tell you to play professionally, isn't it uncomfortable for you to be the owner of the club with peace of mind?"

Lin Su: "..." Yes, creating a club to train newcomers is also a good choice!
"Have you had this idea for a long time?" Lin Su moved his eyes to Sang Jian.

Sang Jian nodded and said: "Well, I have already thought about the location and candidates of the club."

Lin Su: "?" So fast?

"Recently, because of the bankruptcy of Zhuzi's original company, the company building is about to enter the low-price auction stage, and the club is very good there."

"Xiangyang Club can't hold on for long, and the people inside will be scrambled by other teams. We can poach them. They are all your old acquaintances, and you will have a better understanding."

"Plus...the people in Xiangyang Club must feel guilty about you. If you give a reasonable price, they should give priority to reselling the people in it to you."

Since the bamboo fell down, Sang Jian didn't simply rest.

She is aware of all major trends on the Internet.

Breaking down the bamboo and Xiangyang, and then picking up the leaks, this kind of thing is simply not too fun!
Lin Su carefully analyzed these words of Sang Jian, but she didn't expect that she had already planned to this extent.

He asked with some surprise: "Since everything has been planned, little Ah Sang, why don't you implement it? This is not like your style."

In the past, she would definitely do what she said.

What are you hesitating about now?
"..."

Hearing this, Sang Jian was rarely silent.

Just when Lin Su thought she had something to hide, Sang Jian silently uttered a few words, "I'm out of money."

She saved a few years ago, and she used it to trade in stocks to make a fortune, and then used it all to buy shares in Kunlun.

As a result, the bank card is now empty, and there is no capital to continue investing in stocks, and the salary will not be paid until half a month.

Hey, poor.

(End of this chapter)