The flash marriage object is wrong

Like a prank.

But Qin Heng really didn't know, he never doubted what Su Ziming said, so he picked up the cup and drank it. The moment he touched the medicine, Qin Heng froze and wanted to give up, but he thought it was Su Ziming who made it for him. , and still looking at himself.

So he just bit the bullet and drank half of the glass.

The moment he put down the cup, his wrinkled facial features were exposed, looking at the cup in his hand as if he had deep hatred.

"Is it delicious?" Su Ziming secretly laughed in his heart, "Isn't it very sweet?"

He waited for Qin Heng to lose his temper towards him, or to complain with resentment on his face.

Unexpectedly, it was Qin Heng who waited for him to quickly adjust the expression on his face, and nodded seriously, "Mmm, it's very sweet."

"Brother Ziming is right!"

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Qin Heng: Brother Ziming is right!

Su Ziming: I am Gong.

Qin Heng: Ah... yes.

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Ever since he teased Qin Heng last time, Su Ziming never wanted to do it again. He found that this kid was really stupid, and it was really easy to bully him, without any sense of accomplishment at all.

In order to make up for the last prank, Su Ziming packed the repaired alarm clock and put it in Qin Heng's room, and then left home satisfied.

He made an appointment with Zuo Hui at another place, which was a residential building, obviously a private residence and public office.

But it's not like there are such places, it's just that the water and electricity charges will be higher, but compared with professional office buildings, such places are much cheaper.

Su Ziming didn't mind, he went excitedly with the computer in his arms, full of energy.

Before Zuo Hui proposed to recruit some employees online. Although it has not opened yet, it must be ensured that the opening can be carried out perfectly. Now there are people who do planning and art design, but they are still not professional enough in terms of operation, so they hang up This is the operation recruitment.

"Zuo Hui! The place you rented is also amazing!"

Su Ziming looked at the room in front of him. If it weren't for the door with red Spring Festival couplets left outside, he almost believed that this was a professional office building.

At this moment, Zuo Hui was working on his newly bought printer. With a bit of annoyance on his face, he raised his head and greeted Su Ziming, "You're here, take a look at this printer! If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have bought a second-hand one!"

The combined funds of the two are only a few hundred thousand. Second-hand goods are of course the best choice, and it won't be too distressing to eliminate them later.

Su Ziming hurriedly rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward, but when did he get the printer by himself, it was only after the two of them had ink on their bodies that they got the printer done.

Panting, the two slumped on the chairs, and at the same time lamented that starting a business was not easy.

"Hey, you said that with such a small number of people, will someone come for an interview?" Su Ziming felt a little worried. This kind of scale is easy to go bankrupt, unless the boss is a rich second generation.

There is still a silver lining!

However...he turned his head to look at Zuo Hui, and asked seriously: "Zuo Hui, are you the rich second generation?"

Zuo Hui adjusted his glasses and said with a smile: "Look at the thickness of my lenses, you can say that I am the second generation of scholars, but you cannot say that I am the second generation of rich people!"

His parents are both university professors, and he was supposed to take this path, but who knows that he went astray later on, even if he took a wrong major, and later he even went astray in both careers.

Now his parents don't care about him, they just give him the scholarship they saved for him before.

Su Ziming also knew that most of Zuo Hui's money was scholarships.

"Forget it, you are a rich generation." A man who is about to succeed in starting a business with a scholarship.

The two looked at their computers while communicating, until the dull knock on the door attracted them.

There were only a few knocks on the door, followed by a pause and continued.

Su Ziming tilted his head and pursed his lips, "Do you think the people outside came to ask for the electricity bill?"

"Impossible." Zuo Hui interrupted Su Ziming's imagination. How could he not see that it was Su Ziming's imagination that jumped so far, and then got up to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, there was a man in a suit and leather shoes standing outside, holding a transparent folder in his hand.

The other party's outfit instantly made Zuo Hui think of someone, and he frowned, "Excuse me, what's the matter for you."

The man's hair is not considered long, more than half of it is combed perfectly, revealing a smooth forehead, handsome facial features, and a righteous body, he doesn't look like a bad guy.

"Hello, I'm here to interview for the operation." He nodded his head lightly, and stretched out his hand towards Zuo Hui.

interview!

Zuo Hui was shocked!

Although he comforted Su Ziming that someone would come to interview, but it came too fast, and it didn't fit his imagination, like this kind of small studio that seems to be closed down at any time, most of the interviewees are fresh graduates It's just college students!

"Zuo Hui?" Seeing that the person at the door hadn't come in, Su Ziming couldn't help feeling a little worried, so he got up and walked over quickly.

When he saw the man outside the door, Su Ziming pulled the collar of his clothes subconsciously. This man's suit was really handsome, such as the price.

"Are you?" You're not here to buy this residential building, are you?

After the man saw Su Ziming, the smile in his eyes deepened, and he said what he said before, but the hand was still very persistent in mid-air.

Su Ziming was as shocked as Zuo Hui, but he was slightly different from Zuo Hui.

He nodded again and again, then stretched out his hand to hold that hand, expressing his warm welcome, and led the people into the door.

"Zi Ming." Zuo Hui opened his mouth, and shouted very softly.

He always felt that the scene in front of him seemed familiar.

After the man sat down, he handed over the documents he had brought to Su Ziming, and then began to introduce himself.

Yan Chenyu, 27 years old, a master's degree graduate, majoring in finance, has an amazing resume, even the position during the internship period has never been lower.

Su Ziming, who said he came to interview the boss, believed such a person.

He put down the document, and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Yan, your conditions are perfect, why did you choose our studio? You see, it hasn't been decorated yet!"

Su Ziming casually pointed at the second-hand printer. There were still ink dots on the printer, and Yan Chenyu frowned, but he had a professional smile on his face.

"It's okay, I guessed it before I came here. The reason why I chose you is because the high position makes me feel bored. I want to do something different from before."

So, is it a belated rebellious period?

Su Ziming couldn't believe it, it was like a prince saying that he was used to rich clothes and fine food and wanted to be a farmer.

"But you can also choose to start your own business?"

Yan Chenyu shook his head slowly, "If you create a company in my name, you will be found out, but sometimes someone will come to help you."

OK, he got it.

Su Ziming has obviously figured out what Yan Chenyu meant, but the most important thing he still needs to ask is, "How long can you stay in our studio, one year or two years?"

He is very clear that even if such a person is rebellious, he will not always be rebellious.

And their studio cannot recognize employees who leave for a short period of time.

Yan Chenyu thought about it and gave a perfect answer.

"Until the studio starts to operate normally, I will be fine if I leave." His tone was very confident, as if bringing the studio up was nothing more than a trivial matter.

But the other party seems to have this capital.

Finally, Su Ziming tapped the table with his hand.

"What about the salary? How much salary do you want?"

He asked with a guilty conscience, their original budget definitely couldn't afford to hire such a person.

Yan Chenyu smiled and took the pen and paper from the work, "You also know your current situation. Everyone knows well about the salary. If the studio is successful, you will give me a part of the shares. If it is not successful, Just follow your previous ideas for a month."

As he spoke, he quickly drew up a draft contract on the white paper.

Su Ziming took it and checked it up and down, then got up and handed it to Zuo Hui. The two discussed together for a long time.

The final conclusion is that they don’t want nothing, even if they want to give shares in the future, they are short of shareholders now!

Anyway, Su Ziming can be sure that Mr. Yan has nothing to do with people like Su Xiuming, so he doesn't have any worries.

On the contrary, Zuo Hui was full of confusion, and finally stepped forward to ask, "Do you know Fang Boling?"

Yan Chenyu thought for a while, and replied, "Are you talking about the Fang family?"

Zuo Hui's face suddenly changed, and he took a step back abruptly. Just as he was about to tell Su Ziming that he didn't want this person, Yan Chenyu continued: "I've heard of this person, he is worth getting to know."

"You don't know him?" Zuo Hui felt that he was really ups and downs today.

Yan Chenyu looked innocent, "I don't know you, what's the matter? Do you need me to know each other before passing the interview?"

"No, absolutely not, I will inform you now that you have passed the interview, and you will apply for employment tomorrow with your documents." Zuo Hui quickly stopped Yan Chenyu's dangerous thoughts, and made a final decision to keep him.

Hearing that he had succeeded in the interview, Yan Chenyu looked very happy, stepped forward to shake hands with the two of them one by one, then got up and left with the folder, walked to the door and suddenly thought of something and turned his head.

"Tomorrow I will bring the drafted contract with you, and you can find a lawyer to notarize it later."

After finishing speaking, he also thoughtfully closed the door gently to minimize the noise.

As soon as the person left, Su Ziming couldn't hold back and murmured: "This is really a weird person."

"Yes." Zuo Hui agreed, and nodded as if thinking of something, "But I really want to talk about it.