I’m Picking Up Red Envelopes in PUBG

Putting the highest-level first-level contract, why not choose?

Although the first-level contract lasts for five years, it has a base salary of five million yuan each year, and there is no specific gift income.

Only limited the live broadcast time.

That is to say, broadcast for a certain period of time every day, no matter good or bad, there are still 5 million to take every year.

Chen Ze gave up this kind of pie in the sky!

The reason turned out to be that the contract time was too long.

Instead, he changed hands and looked at the second-level contract of one million a year.

Is this not interested in money?

"I think this is good, shall we sign?"

After Chen Ze read the contract, he could accept all the requirements in it.

"Mr. Chen Ze, have you thought about it?"

"Think about it, that's it."

"Well, let's sign the contract."

Zhang Han began to talk to Chen Ze about related matters, and the two happily signed the contract.

"Today is Saturday, why don't you start the live broadcast next Monday? Just leave you two days to prepare."

"No problem." Chen Ze nodded.

"We will send you the account of the live broadcast room and the necessary equipment and other items tomorrow. If there is nothing to do, I will leave first." Zhang Han smiled sweetly.

But the footsteps did not move slowly.

She also wanted to look at Chen Ze more.

For some reason, Chen Ze seemed to have a peculiar charm that attracted her so much that the inadvertent stare at Chen Ze would make her heart beat faster.

"Why don't you have a meal together?" Chen Ze suggested.

"Okay!"

Zhang Han agreed without thinking, as long as he could stay with Chen Ze for a while.

After a meal, the two shook hands and left.

Zhang Han looked at Chen Ze's tall figure, revealing an idiot.

I have to say that this funny fish is really interesting, and I even gave myself equipment when I signed the contract.

Not enough to think about it, if it wasn't for their own value, they wouldn't take such a big risk and give themselves such a high salary.

Just got home downstairs.

A black Audi was parked horizontally in the parking space, which looked like hundreds of thousands.

Never seen it before.

But compared with his own Maserati president, it is still a bit worse.

The elevator door opened, and there was a man standing in front of his house, combing his back and wearing a suit, who seemed to be a rich man.

"An An, I am sincere. As long as you are with me, I can give you anything. Will you open the door?"

The man shouted into the door.

"You go, I don't want to see you."

Inside the door, Ling An'an's voice was impatient.

"An'an, I'm telling the truth, you open the door and let's say it in person."

The man kept knocking on the door and didn't mean to leave at all.

Chen Ze walked slowly, his voice was cold: "What are you doing?"

Fang Wentian was startled and looked back at Chen Ze: "You also live here?"

Apart from being taller, handsomer and more muscular, the man in front of him seemed to have nothing to compare to him.

Chen Ze didn't speak, just nodded.

Fang Wentian was overjoyed and quickly took out a few red tickets from his pocket: "You give you the money and you open the door."

Chen Ze did not take the money, but took out the key and opened the door.

As soon as the door was opened, Ling An'an was dumbfounded.

Why is Brother Ze coming back at this time!

Fang Wentian outside the door walked in with a thief smile and looked at Ling An'an in front of him, as if he had caught the prey.

"God let me be with you, can't you fail?"

After speaking, Fang Wentian walked towards Ling An'an.

But one arm was suddenly crossed in front of him.

"What are you doing! You dare to stand in the way of Lao Tzu!"

Fang Wentian looked at Chen Ze in front of him with surprise.

This person dares to stop himself?

"In broad daylight, isn't it appropriate for you to act on a woman?"

Chen Ze said lightly.

"It's your shit! Get out of here!"

Fang Wentian cursed, he was about to push Chen Ze away, but Chen Ze stood still in front of him like a rock!

"Fang Wentian, stop pestering me, we are just classmates!"

Ling Anan hid behind Chen Ze, feeling safe, and immediately had the courage to reject Fang Wentian.

"I won't leave! If I don't get you out of hands today! I'll live here!"

Fang Wentian smiled darkly.

As one of the beauties of the Art Department of Beijing University, Ling An'an is quiet and beautiful, and has a unique figure. He is the object of how many male beasts admire!

And he.

A rich second generation, I don’t know how many women have been conquered. It’s just Ling An’an. Is it difficult?

What's more, Ling An'an's family doesn't seem to be very good. Could this kind of woman still be interested in money!

"You are not welcome here, let's go."

Chen Ze said lightly.

"Boy, get out of me if you know me! Do you know who I am? I am called the rich second generation! The Audi downstairs is mine!

Do you know Audi? Bought more than half a million! "

Fang Wentian sneered, quite arrogant.

"You're annoying!"

Chen Ze frowned, and the cold voice seemed to lower the surrounding air by several degrees!

Fang Wentian trembled, and subconsciously fought a cold war! The voice of speaking became cold, mixed with a roar like a beast.

After Fang Wentian listened, he couldn't help fighting a cold war!

So scary!

"bump"

After speaking, Chen Ze grabbed Fang Wentian by the collar: "I warn you, if you dare to harass her in the future, I'm not polite to you."

"You...who do you think you are? Why do you order me!"

Chen Ze's strength directly lifted Fang Wentian up, half of his foot hanging in the air.

Although he was stubborn, he was afraid of it.

"Just because I am her man."