System: Become stronger from the heartbeat

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yang pondered for a moment, and went through all the messages he had with him.

In the end, only Lu Chuan and his cousin Zhang Song were able to take on the responsibility.

Their personalities and emotional intelligence are the best choice for Zhang Luo.

Lu Chuan has already started school, and his school is far away from Hushi, so it is basically impossible for him to do it.

Reluctant to pass.

In other words, only Zhang Song was left.

Zhang Song is a few years older than Zhang Yang. After graduating from high school, he has been doing all kinds of things in Dongjiang City, opening restaurants, reselling fruits, contracting renovation projects, and doing business with Zhang Yang: selling watermelons.

Generally speaking, Zhang Song is a person who can endure hardships, has a flexible mind and can shout. If Zhang Yang can recruit him to do this, there is absolutely no problem. Anyway, he does not need any skills.

So Zhang Yang called Zhang Song.

After a few beeps, the phone was connected, and just as he was about to speak, "Ji Xiang" raised his voice and asked, "Boss, why don't you eat your meal?"

The voice was very loud, attracting all the students around to pay attention to this side.

Zhang Yang waved his hand, thought for a while, and then walked to the back door of the cafeteria, looking for a quiet place.

"Brother, I'm Yangyang."

"Oh, long time no see, your life is very good, kid, have you accepted your younger brother?"

The words are very naughty, which fits Zhang Song's character, hearty and enthusiastic.

"That's a must!"

Zhang Yang replied with a smile, and then turned directly to formality. There is no need to be polite in this kind of relationship.

"Brother, I have something to tell you, is it convenient for you now?"

Zhang Song's tone suddenly became serious: "Wait a minute!"

Then came the sound of footsteps, and about 2 minutes later, Zhang Song continued to speak.

"Yangyang, I won't ask you anything, just tell me how much it costs."

Zhang Yang: "."

"Brother, where are you going, what I told you is a good thing."

"Good thing? Oh, oh, then you're wrong, it's not a bad thing for you to borrow money from me!"

Zhang Yang laughed a few times, and then got down to business.

"Do you remember that during the summer vacation, I went to help my classmates look at the store?"

"Well, I heard from my aunt that you did a good job. You made several big orders for your classmates, and the tuition fees were all paid back."

"what?"

Zhang Yang was a little confused, and originally wanted to use an excuse to fool around.

I didn't expect the Queen Mother Zhou to brag like this in front of relatives and friends.

It's not too hard, it's just convenient for Zhang Yang to boast.

"My classmate and I have spotted a business during this period of time. Basically, it has been planned. Now there is a lack of a person in charge, so I want to ask if you are interested."

"Wori! Is it true or not?"

"Well, really!"

Zhang Yang conveyed his calm and confident mood in a timely manner.

"We have basically done the early work, but now we need a trustworthy person to take part in the management. My classmates and I both have to go to school, so I immediately thought of you."

Among his cousins, Zhang Yang was originally a progressive and reliable image, and he had just been admitted to a secondary school. Although it was not a good university, he was already a role model among his cousins.

So Zhang Song trusted Zhang Yang very much.

Hearing this, her legs started to limp, her eyes widened, and her curiosity soared.

Hastily said: "You talk about it, you talk about it, I'm listening!"

He succeeded in fooling his cousin, but Zhang Yang knew in his heart that things were not that simple.

No matter what I say, I am still a college student, and the purpose of this call is to get Zhang Song to come to Hujiang from Dongjiang, which is not so easy.

So Zhang Yang changed his mind and prepared to give Zhang Song some strong medicine.

"Do you know Kuaiyi Chibo?"

"Who doesn't know this? The king crab eating competition held in Dongjiang last time, tsk tsk, it's amazing, especially that Xiaomeng, who is so beautiful, can eat, and has such a good figure. I am already Her die-hard fan..."

When it comes to Ruyi live broadcast, especially Xiaomeng, Zhang Song is eloquent.

After talking for more than two minutes, I suddenly realized: "Huh? Does it have anything to do with you?"

"Well, I made them!"

Zhang Yang's extremely calm words kept Zhang Song silent for a long time.

Zhang Yang could even imagine his expression.

Correct!
Stupid as a chicken.

It took a while for Zhang Song to recover, and his voice became particularly agitated.

"Fuck! Is it true or not? During the live broadcast, it was said that it was Mr. Zhang, what the fuck?! Are you that Mr. Zhang?"

Zhang Yang had to take the phone away, damn it, the eardrums were almost shattered.

When Zhang Song calmed down a little bit, Zhang Yang started the next step of fooling around, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

"I think eating and broadcasting is very popular. It is very popular abroad. You can see that President Wang is vigorously developing eating and broadcasting."

"It was an accident to hold the king crab eating competition before, but I have been thinking about it since then. Recently, I planned it with my classmates and fooled several partners, planning to have a big one."

Zhang Yang tried his best to explain the matter in a simple and reasonable way, after all, this matter was a bit unreal to outsiders, the less he said, the fewer loopholes.

However, after all, Zhang Song has been struggling in the society for several years, and soon found a contradiction.

"But how could you poach Xiaomeng and the others? They are well-known in the food and television industry now. Your little money is not even enough to sign a contract, right?"

Zhang Yang smiled, not afraid of you asking, but afraid that you might not get the point.

To talk about Xiaomeng and the others, I am actually also confused. Do you think the process from the beginning to the present is very strange?
Zhang Yang never thought that things would develop to this point.

But this also has an advantage. I am so confused that if I want to fool others, I just fool around.

"Anyway, as long as I get one, I can make money. Even if I can't get it, at least I have put up my Mr. Zhang's sign during the king crab eating competition. It won't be too difficult to find another opportunity..."

"Damn it! Yang'er, you are so awesome now, you have planned to the bottom of your heart."

Zhang Yang just tried to brag with reason and evidence, but Zhang Song was taken aback for a while, followed Zhang Yang's thinking, and suddenly his eyes widened.

"Isn't that right? Even if you can't afford to eat and broadcast, you, Mr. Zhang, just sway to the camera when you have nothing to do. If you don't make money, it will be difficult if you don't make money..."

Zhang Yang's forehead was full of sweat.

I'm just bragging, God knows how to bring rhythm, anyway, I didn't intend to play this thing.

But judging from Zhang Song's performance, this matter is almost done.

But Zhang Yang was not that naive, he felt that a few words of fooling around and bragging could lure Zhang Song to Hujiang.

Then take the medicine.

"Actually, at the beginning, I didn't want to do this, but Xiaomeng found me and wanted to cooperate with me to make a big..."

What?Xiaomeng?

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Song swallowed his saliva.

"And then what?"

Zhang Yang smiled calmly: "After discussing for a while, we reached a consensus. I will invest 200 million to build a guild. Xiaomeng, Longge, Huniu, and Dazhuang will all come over and take part of the shares as dividends, but don't sign the contract." gold."

Bang!

There was the sound of the phone falling to the ground, followed by a louder sound.

Zhang Yang was taken aback.

"Brother, what's the matter with you?"

"Oh, it's okay, I'm so excited, I was kicked away by the trash can next to me!"

Zhang Song was indeed excited, as could be heard from his tone.