Rich Baby: Billionaire Daddy Comes

"If you don't agree, then the business is over. I'd rather not sell you." Mike smiles, a bit of a bully.

"You don't want to make money, are you?" Su man asked.

How much can an advertisement cost? Is he driving a little lower?

"Because I don't lack money." Mike answered with confidence.

Su man's eyes sank. "If you don't lack money, you can invite a better advertising actor than me..."

"I want you to do it."

"Why?"

"Because you fit my eyes."

Su man has no room for refutation.

"If you don't like three or four, you can go." Mike didn't want to talk to her any more.

"I'll sign it." Su man immediately agreed to come down.

"Vine" Fang Xinyi tried to stop him. "You haven't figured out what he really means..."

But Su man has made up her mind.

Mike got up at this point, hooked his fingers at her, then turned and walked into the house.

Su man followed him without thinking about it.

"I don't think it's right Don't go in with him. "

Su man took a deep breath. "I have to get it."

She followed Mike into the room.

Mike rummaged through the drawer and threw her a crumpled contract. "Sign it for me."

Su man frowned. "Have you already prepared this contract?"

"The contract was meant for another person, but she stood me up, so you signed it for her." Mike smiles.

I see. Su man is carrying the pot for others.

Mike originally wanted another girl to sign this advertising contract, but for some reason, the girl didn't sign it, so Mike needed to find a substitute, and Su man appeared at that time, so she became the candidate for the replacement.

Su man takes a look at the contract. It's all in Japanese.

Although she is proficient in English, she doesn't know Japanese very well, so she can't understand the contract for a moment and a half.

"Why is your contract Japanese?"

"Because the sponsor I'm working with is a Japanese company. What's the problem? If you don't sign, just get out of here. I'm not forcing you with a gun. You like to sign or not. "

Su man is desperate. If she leaves at this time, Lu Pei will be dead.

Su man finds a ball point pen on his desk and signs his name on the last page of the contract, and also leaves his contact information.

Just after she signed it, Mike grabbed the contract, checked it, and then said with a smile, "good. You go back first. When you need to use you, someone will contact you."

Then, Mike took a big bag of dried flowers from the safe and threw it in front of her. "This is the grass picked yesterday. A bag is 2 kg."

Su man picked it up and looked at it. She thought it was no different from ordinary wild flowers.

"Are you afraid I'll cheat you with a fake?" Mike laughed. "If I sell fake goods, I won't be able to make it to today. The most important thing in my business is integrity. Once I lose credibility, I'll never have a repeat customer if I pass ten to one in the circle."

Su man said, "if you change this bag into money, how much can it be worth?"

Mike sat in the leather chair behind the table with his feet on the table and puffed out a puff of smoke. "Didn't I tell you, there's no market price for this thing. I can order as much as I want."

"What if you have to make an offer?"

Su man just wants to see how much the contract he signed is worth.

Mike held out three fingers.

Su man frowned, "three million?"

This small bag of dried flowers costs three million?

I didn't expect Mike to shake his head. His eyes were full of disdain, indicating that Su man had not guessed enough.

Su man took a cold breath, "30 million?"

Oh, my God. It's only two kilos. It's worth 30 million. If it's a whole car Isn't that a billion dollars?

This is a profiteering industry.

I'm afraid the man has already made a lot of money.