Live Appreciation, Congratulations to Brother

Chapter 38

"Master Zhang, hello, my name is Cao Jiayun, you can call me Xiaoyun."

Zhang Yang hasn't removed his makeup yet, he looks at least in his thirties.

The little girl assistant that Mr. Yu found, seeing his unshaven appearance, took it for granted that he was a middle-aged man.

"Uh, hello, Miss Cao."

Zhang Yang knew that the other party had misunderstood, just as he was about to explain, Mr. Yu who was beside him laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, Miss Cao, according to Zhang Yang's age, he has to call you sister!"

"His face is painted with old man's makeup."

"Really?" Cao Jiayun looked at Zhang Yang suspiciously.

"Yes, I'm only a sophomore."

Zhang Yang's personal explanation is quite convincing.

"Sophomore, then you can indeed call me sister, little brother."

Cao Jiayun covered her mouth and smiled, her tone of voice was exactly the same as that of the female anchors in the company that Zhang Yang knew.

A little sweet, a little tea.

It seems that in the whole company, except for sister Gao, the rest of the girls are like this.

Maybe it's the aftereffect of being a female anchor fishing for a girl?

Thinking of bringing goods with such a person, Zhang Yang subconsciously resisted.

But then he thought of another question:
Bring goods at night?But he doesn't work at night!

Zhang Yang immediately looked at Mr. Yu: "Mr. Yu, are you bringing the goods at night?"

"Yes." Mr. Yu nodded: "No one buys the goods during the daytime!"

"But I'm off work?"

"Then work overtime!" Mr. Yu said in a very natural tone.

"Um, Mr. Yu, have you forgotten that my part-time job is every afternoon."

"I didn't forget, but my brother told me that you want to re-sign the contract? Isn't that the case?"

Director Jin really didn't make a fuss for Zhang Yang, he really told the boss about the contract.

"Yes." Zhang Yang nodded.

"That's it. From now on, you will work in the afternoon and evening. I'll give you a guaranteed salary of [-] yuan, and I'll give you [-]% of the profits from the goods. How about it?"

Mr. Yu spoke very happily, and the minimum salary and performance were guaranteed, and it was settled with a slap on the head.

But there seems to be a big gap between the conditions and the annual salary of one million yuan that Director Jin said.

"Mr. Yu, your cousin, Director Jin, said at the time that the annual salary is one million, and many people have heard it."

"Your gap is too big."

"Hehe, that's why I said you are young and have narrow horizons." Mr. Yu smiled contemptuously, then pointed to the box of jadeite and said, "This box, at least for profit, has a..."

"Fifty thousand." Cao Jiayun answered.

"Yes, a profit of fifty thousand."

"That's just for one night."

"150 a day, 2000 million a month, nearly [-] million a year, [-] months. If you share [-], how much is that?"

"200 million!" Mr. Yu shouted heavily.

Zhang Yang watched the fat on Fathead Fish's face tremble and spittle flying everywhere. For some reason, he suddenly felt that although Director Jin was a bit of a motherfucker, he was still more acceptable than his cousin.

Although these two are cousins, the strength of Huabing seems to be inherited from their ancestors.

"200 million is still a conservative estimate!" Cao Jiayun also chimed in.

Is this still conservative?
2000 million, has caught up with the net profit of ordinary listed companies for a year.

Zhang Yang took a look at Cao Jiayun and thought to himself: It’s okay to be the boss’s painting cake, and the sales assistant also follows the painting cake. What’s the point?
scab?

He asked, "Miss Cao, did you bring the goods before? Did you estimate the profit?"

"I forgot to introduce you." Mr. Yu replied: "This Miss Cao is a gold medal salesman I specially invited from Guangdong Province to cooperate with you in live broadcasting."

"Isn't the boss your new girlfriend?"

Zhang Yang's question was straightforward, and the other two were taken aback for a moment.

Cao Jiayun was stunned for less than a second, and then took half a step back, a little bit to draw a line with Mr. Yu.

"No, Zhang Yang, what are you talking about, haven't you met my girlfriend before?"

Mr. Yu's expression was a little embarrassed, but he was not angry.

As a businessman, you still have some guts.

"Oh, that's fine, then I'll just say it straight."

Zhang Yang cleared his throat and explained the reason for his refusal.

"Boss, the character design of my live broadcast is a middle-aged man who has worked in the antique industry for many years. If I want to bring the goods myself, then the leader must be me?"

"But I haven't done that."

"And the partner you found for me is a master. When the time comes to broadcast live, am I not going to be a puppet? Then I will be exposed!"

"Don't worry about this, I'm very professional, and I won't steal the show." Cao Jiayun interjected.

"Look, she interrupted me before I finished speaking."

Zhang Yang spread his hands helplessly.

"Ah, this..."

A look of embarrassment appeared on Cao Jiayun's face.

Knowing that the "middle-aged man" in front of her was actually a sophomore, she couldn't treat him like "Master Zhang".

Seeing this, Mr. Yu gradually narrowed his eyes, and said slowly:
"Zhang Yang, don't you want to bring the goods?"

After a pause, before Zhang Yang could answer, he continued:

"You don't even want to sign a new contract?"

In the words, "signing a new contract" and "live streaming with goods" have been equated, which is an obvious threat to Zhang Yang.

"The contract must be signed."

Zhang Yang didn't like Mr. Yu's set, and said to himself:

"I have helped you to increase the popularity of the live broadcast room. I have also obtained Douyin's official certification. Director Jin is still promoting my photos and videos everywhere. It is a bit late to kill the donkey now."

Hearing this, Mr. Yu frowned, his face turned red and warm, obviously angry.

But he seemed to have scruples, suppressed his anger and said:

"Then what's the matter? If the company can win a Master Zhang, it can also win Master Li, Master Wang, and Master Zhou. It's just a matter of finding more babysitters."

"Yes, but it doesn't cost money? And the effect is not necessarily better than mine."

Zhang Yang still looked relaxed.

"And think about it, this day is a profit of [-] yuan, how many days will be wasted, and how many [-] yuan will be wasted?"

"It makes sense!" Cao Jiayun interrupted suddenly.

Zhang Yang was a little surprised by these words. He thought to himself, is this woman out of her wits, just now she cheered for Mr. Yu, and now she is speaking for herself?
But what Zhang Yang didn't expect was that Cao Jiayun's words seemed to be very effective.

He directly silenced Mr. Yu.

In the end, Fathead Yu nodded, admitting that what Zhang Yang said made sense.

"Zhang Yang, what exactly do you want? What conditions, you mention!"

"It's very simple." Zhang Yang said with a smile, "Salary increases are fine, but overtime is not."

"The salary is mentioned as [-] yuan, but I still only come to work every afternoon, and let Miss Cao handle the goods at night."

"Will others believe you if you don't show up?" Mr. Yu asked rhetorically.

"It's okay, I believe Miss Cao can find a way by herself."

Zhang Yang originally wanted to just say that and choke the assistant, but thinking that she seemed to have done him a favor just now, he added:
"If you can't, just mic with me, my voice will appear on the screen, and I will prove it for her."

"Is it okay?" Mr. Yu asked, but he was not asking Zhang Yang, but more like Cao Jiayun.

"Okay, when the time comes, I'll say..."

Cao Jiayun looked at Zhang Yang, her eyes flickered, and when she looked at Zhang Yang, she said:

"Just say that I am Master Zhang's concubine."

"Pfft~"

Sister Gao, who was watching the play at the door, just unscrewed the thermos cup and took a sip of tea. When she heard this, she spit out a mouthful of tea.

All sprayed on Mr. Yu's head who was half a head shorter than her.

(End of this chapter)