Start with a super villa

Chapter 219
Hearing this, Yun Fan nodded and looked at the other party.

This manager Mao is probably in his early 40s, wearing a suit and smiling all over his face.

"Well, are you Manager Mao?"

"That's right, Mr. Yun, I've ordered a box at this hotel, shall we chat while eating?"

Yun Fan said indifferently: "Okay."

Anyway, it's just for supper.

"In there please," Mao Chun smiled and led Yunfan into the hotel.

Before leaving, he glanced at the red supercar, and then made an evaluation in his heart.

Soon the two came to a box in the hotel.

The waiters also began to serve the dishes gradually. Manager Mao knew that Yunfan came by car, so instead of ordering wine, he served two cups of good tea.

"Mr. Yun, I respect you for replacing water with tea. Congratulations on your afternoon live broadcast breaking the reward record in the live broadcast circle."

Mao Chun said with a smile while holding a tea cup.

For Yunfan's live broadcast this afternoon, someone with a heart has already calculated the total reward amount.

A total of 6000 million yuan!

But Yunfan smiled indifferently.

"It's nothing. I just treat the live broadcast as a hobby. The main reason is that the fans are too strong."

"Hehe, Mr. Yun is too modest. I have watched all your live broadcasts. Every live broadcast is amazing. I believe that no one in the live broadcast circle can do what you do."

This is true.

Although many anchors are envious of Yunfan's reward income, they can't imitate Yunfan's live broadcast method.

Do they dare to climb rock freehand?
Diving 140 meters into the sea, can they do it?

There is no need to say much about the answer, everyone understands it.

Soon the two chatted for a while, and Mao Chun took out a stack of contracts from the briefcase beside him.

"Mr. Yun, take a look, if you think it's okay, we can sign the contract."

"The signing fee of [-] million, when you do the first live broadcast on our Kuaishou platform, we will transfer the money to you one after another"

After Yunfan lit a cigarette, he raised his hand to take the contract.

After probably looking at it, he smiled slightly. Seeing his smile, Manager Mao was also happy, thinking that he was willing to sign the contract.

But at this moment, Yun Fan suddenly reached out and tore up the contract.

Seeing this scene, Mao Chun was taken aback for a moment, and then said with a puzzled face.

"Mr. Yun?"

Yunfan threw the paper behind him with a cigarette in his mouth, then laughed.

"Manager Mao, have you misunderstood something?"

"Huh?" Mao Chun's expression was a bit ugly at this time: "Mr. Yun, please tell me, what did I misunderstand?"

Yunfan leaned back on the chair and smoked leisurely.

Then he squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "This contract says that within 8 years, I can only live broadcast on Kuoshou, and there are some other rules and regulations."

"You don't think that a mere [-] million can sign me exclusively, right? Besides, I'm used to being loose, and I don't like being controlled by others!"

Hearing that Mao Chun was a little speechless, isn't that how anchors sign contracts?
Why does this man in front of him have such an attitude?
So Manager Mao said puzzledly, "What does Mr. Yun mean by coming here?"

"The meaning of my coming here is to have a chat with you. If the chat is good, after I receive [-] million, I may go to your platform to live broadcast a few times when I have time, but remember that it is not an exclusive! I think Live broadcast wherever I live broadcast, no one has the right to interfere with me!"

Hearing this tone, Mao Chun gasped.

This person may not be too domineering, right?

[-] million can't even sign his exclusive, so how big is this man's heart!
However, Manager Mao didn't know that someone once spent a billion yuan trying to make friends with Yunfan, but he still hasn't received a clear answer.

Their company actually planned to sign Yunfan with a mere [-] million yuan. Isn't this like a dream come true?
Mao Chun said embarrassingly: "I'm afraid this is not in line with the rules, right? The anchor's contract is exclusive."

Hearing that Yunfan flicked the cigarette ash, he smiled handsomely.

"Rules are made by people, and I don't like to obey the rules, but I like to make rules!"

After speaking, Yunfan stretched and stood up, then smiled lightly.

"It seems that we can't talk together, so that's it, I'll go first"

Seeing Yun Fan turning to leave, Mao Chun could only sigh helplessly.

He is just a marketing manager and has no right to decide such a big thing.

And from his point of view, even if he had the right, he would not agree, the other party was too defiant.

Exchange [-] million for him, if you have time, how many times can you do live broadcasts slowly?

The price tag is too high.

Just when Yun Fan was about to walk to the door of the box, the screen of Mao Chun's cell phone on the table lit up.

Seeing who sent the message, Mao Chun didn't dare to neglect and hastily turned on his phone to read it.

Seeing this, he was shocked instantly!

His face twitched unconsciously, then he hurriedly raised his head and said.

"Mr. Yun, please slow down!"

Hearing this, Yun Fan paused slightly, but did not look back.

"Anything else?"

Mao Chun stood up and smiled awkwardly: "I agreed on behalf of the company. You don't need to sign an exclusive contract. As long as you can live broadcast on our platform twice a month, what do you want?"

Hearing this, the corners of Yunfan's mouth raised slightly, which was not too bad.

But he still didn't look back and said: "When I receive a transfer of [-] million, we will discuss this topic again."

After speaking, he lifted his foot and continued to walk out of the box door.

After watching Yunfan leave completely, Mao Chuncai wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The text message just now was sent by the company's top management.

There is a sentence in it, and a piece of data, which clearly records Yunfan's two live broadcasts, making the Douyin platform a net profit of more than [-] million!
Recalling his previous thoughts now, Mao Chun felt extremely ridiculous.

"Hehe, I actually want to sign his exclusive, it looks like I'm kidding!"

After Yunfan walked out of the hotel, he got into his red supercar.

Leaning lightly: "If I guessed correctly, I should have earned two hundred million young masters!"

Money is really a good thing.

No matter how you earn, you can't think too much.

Step on the accelerator, and the red supercar starts slowly.

After a while, Yunfan returned to the villa.

"Huh, it's still comfortable to lie on the bed"

After changing into pajamas, Yunfan lay on the bed in the bedroom, and then took out his mobile phone to play for a while and go to sleep.

But as soon as the phone was turned on, Yun Fan saw another piece of news, which was also about a foreign female philanthropist receiving an invitation from the God of Death.

"Heh, many people are paying attention to this matter?"

The report also described some good deeds done by some female philanthropists, such as disaster relief, donations and so on.

In the comments, many netizens expressed the hope that the female philanthropist can escape.

She has a great reputation after all!

But there is no hope, and many netizens also know the result, and they will definitely die if they receive the invitation from the god of death!
The corner of Yunfan's mouth raised, and he picked up the wordless book on the bedside table.

"Seeing that this female philanthropist has done so many good things, I'll give her some advice."

(End of this chapter)