I’m Picking Up Red Envelopes in PUBG

The highest level of the first-level contract is placed, but you don't choose it?

Although the first-level contract is for five years, it has a basic salary of 5 million per year, and there is no specific gift income.

Only the live broadcast time is limited.

That is to say, if you broadcast it for a certain amount of time every day, no matter whether it is good or bad, you will still get five million dollars every year.

Chen Ze actually gave up on this kind of pie-in-the-sky thing!

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

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

Is it not interested in money?

I think this is good, let's just sign it?

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

Mr. Chen Ze, have you made up your mind?

Think about it, that's it.

Okay, let's sign the contract.

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

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

No problem. Chen Ze nodded.

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

But the footsteps did not move for a long time.

She also wanted to look at Chen Ze a few more times.

For some reason, Chen Ze seemed to have a strange charm that deeply attracted her, so much so that the inadvertent eye contact with Chen Ze would make her heart beat faster.

How about having a meal together? Chen Ze suggested.

OK!

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

After tea and dinner, the two shook hands and left.

Zhang Han looked at Chen Zesheng's tall and tall back, showing a look of nympho.

I have to say, this teasing fish is really interesting, and I even gave myself equipment after signing the contract.

Not enough to think about it, if they hadn't been worth something, they wouldn't have taken such a big risk and given themselves such a high treatment as Mengxin.

Just got home downstairs.

A black Audi was parked across the parking space, costing hundreds of thousands.

Never seen it before.

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

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

An'an, I am sincere. As long as you are with me, I can give you everything. Can you open the door?

The man yelled through the door.

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

Inside the door, Ling Anan's voice was impatient.

An'an, I'm telling the truth. Open the door and let's talk face to face.

The man kept knocking on the door, showing no intention of leaving.

Chen Ze walked slowly, his voice was cold: What do you do?

Fang Wentian was taken aback, and looked back at Chen Ze: You live here too?

The man in front of him is a little taller, handsomer and more muscular than him, it seems that there is nothing that can compare to him.

Chen Ze didn't speak, but 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 didn't take the money, but took out the key and opened the door.

As soon as the door was opened, Ling Anan behind the door was dumbfounded.

Brother Ze, why is he back at this time!

Fang Wentian outside the door walked in with a wicked smile on his face, looking at Ling Anan in front of him, as happy as catching prey.

God let me be with you, you can't refuse, right?

After finishing speaking, Fang Wentian walked over to Ling Anan.

But suddenly an arm was placed across his face.

What are you doing! How dare you stand in my way!

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

How dare this person stop him?

It's in broad daylight. Isn't it inappropriate for you to touch a woman?

Chen Ze said lightly.

None of your business! Go away!

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

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

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

I won't leave! If I don't get you today! I will live here!

Fang Wentian showed a sinister smile.

As one of the beauties in the Fine Arts Department of Beijing University, Ling An'an is quiet and beautiful, and her figure is even more outstanding. She is the object of admiration by many men and beasts!

And he.

A dignified rich second generation, I don't know how many women he has conquered, just Ling Anan, is it difficult?

What's more, Ling An'an's family background doesn't seem to be very good, how can this kind of woman not be interested in money!

You are not welcome here, let's go.

Chen Ze said lightly.

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

Know Audi? I bought it for more than half a million!

Fang Wentian sneered, quite arrogant.

You're annoying!

Chen Ze frowned, his cold voice seemed to lower the surrounding air a few degrees!

Fang Wentian's body trembled, and he shivered subconsciously! The voice of speaking became ice-cold, mixed with roars like wild beasts.

Fang Wentian couldn't help shivering after hearing this!

What a scary look!

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

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

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

Although the mouth is stubborn, but the heart is afraid.

Just because I'm her man.