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"Let's talk."
Not long after, Wang Han sent a message.
"It's just I want to buy a house, and I have to marry a wife in the future. Do you have any good suggestions?"
"Are you ready so soon? Are you in love?"
"Hey, I talked about one, and I'm going to meet my parents. The one I talked to in southern Shaanxi last year was a sophomore, and he's a pretty nice person, so I confessed"
"Blessings, where do you want to develop in the future? South or North?"
"Let's go to the north. People from the north won't go to the south. Everyone is from the north, so they are going to stay in the north. There is no certainty about which city. As long as you can afford it, you can do it."
"Understood, let's buy a house in Yanjing City. A second-hand pouring house about two thousand years old, seventy to eighty square meters, three bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom. There is no public stall. They are all transparent from the north to the south. The house type is very good and it is worth buying."
"Okay, I'll think about it, and I'll have to ask you when the time comes, have you bought a house too?"
"Well, when the time comes"
The chat will end soon.
Gao Qiang looked at the WeChat interface, and seemed to like this software, so he decided to promote it with his family
The next day, Wang Han simply called Zhao Cheng and asked Zhao Cheng to turn right and go downstairs to discuss something with Zhang Yutong. The specific thing was naturally to ask Apple Band to speak for WeChat.
Zhao Cheng was stunned. Of course he knew about Apple Band, but what did he say!
Just when Zhao Cheng was about to ask something, Wang Han hung up the phone with a snap.
Zhao Cheng was helpless, after thinking for a while, Zhao Cheng followed the stairs to the first floor.
"Star Entertainment Media?"
Zhao Cheng muttered to himself.
In fact, who is upstairs and downstairs, they almost know each other.
Of course, the upstairs knows more downstairs, a group of beauties, including the Apple Band.
As for the downstairs and the upstairs, they think that the upstairs is a group of old men, sloppy ghosts, and they really don't know what they do.
And it was very smelly when they first came in. If Wang Han hadn't received them, Zhang Yutong might have kicked them out long ago.
The people in Zhang Yutong's team are almost all women, and they are dressed in gorgeous clothes every day. The first floor is Star Entertainment Media, and the second floor is Weishi Technology. They usually don't meet each other, because the passage to the second floor is in another direction. , has nothing to do with Star Entertainment Media.
And today, it matters.
Under Wang Han's invisible encouragement, Zhao Cheng came to the first floor.
After pondering at the door for a long time, when he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a scent of fragrance around him, then he hurriedly raised his head and found several well-dressed girls in their twenties.
"You are at the gate of our company, what's the matter?"
The girl asked.
"Huh? Thatthat"
Zhao Cheng stuttered, sweating profusely from nervousness.
Several girls: ""
"Don't worry, you can tell me what's the matter with you, if you have nothing to do, don't block us, we have to go to work."
The girl at the front smiled.
Zhao Cheng's brain was short-circuited, so he had to obediently get out of the way.
Several people looked at Zhao Cheng in surprise, focused on his hairless head, and walked in with disgust.
Zhao Cheng: ""
He always wants to go in, otherwise how can we talk about it!
But he really didn't dare, the courage he finally mustered up was gone like this.
It was always the boss's request, so Zhao Cheng opened the door, finally walked in, found a person and asked, "Excuse me is Zhang Yutong in?"
"What do you want from Mr. Zhang, and who are you?"
This is a woman in her thirties, looking at Zhao Cheng warily.
Zhao Cheng scratched his head: "I'm not that scary, am I?"
"That I'm going to discuss some things with him, and I need to talk to Apple Band about the endorsement."
Zhao Cheng tried his best to express himself clearly.
"Our President Zhang is not here, but our Apple Band should not be able to negotiate with just anyone. Which company do you belong to? I can leave a record, and leave your phone number by the way, and I will notify you when the time comes."
The woman asked one more question.
"That Weishi Technology, the phone number is, I'm the person in charge over there"
Zhao Cheng hurriedly shared his news.
"Okay, you can go."
The woman looked up.
"But¡¡"
Under the woman's provocative gaze, Zhao Cheng only felt very stressed, and finally walked out, vowing never to come back again.
He felt that he was a little ashamed, and wanted to call Wang Han to report, but it was a pity that he had just called, and it said that the phone was turned off, please call again later.
Half an hour later, Zhao Cheng called again.
Reply Wang Han is still off.
Zhao Cheng had no choice but to give up on this matter.
"Weishi Technology? Never heard of it."
After getting the news, Zhang Yutong shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
Because in the past few days, the Apple Band has really exploded, and after the explosion, it has brought them the biggest trouble, that is, endorsement invitations, which are almost continuous. For these things, Zhang Yutong every night two Go to bed at midnight, and wake up on time at seven o'clock the next morning.
It's not that she doesn't want to sleep, but that there are so many things that she can't sleep at all.
Therefore, Zhang Yutong didn't bother to contact those cats and dogs
At this time, on the plane.
Wang Han narrowed his eyes.
It was nine ten in the morning when I boarded the plane.
The flight was over twelve hours old, and the domestic time would be 9:40, of course, if it was on time.
Well, if there is a time difference of 12 hours between the United States and this side, it was around 9:40 in the morning in the United States in the past, and it was in the morning in the past, so Wang Han had to sleep well on the plane, at least not the whole journey keep your eyes open.
Before boarding the plane, Wang Han sent a message to Qiao Lina, who was in charge of reception there and came to pick him up at Kennedy Airport in person.
Wang Han naturally agreed, because there is someone who is not familiar with the place there, and if there is someone he knows, he must use it.
After that, things will probably be much easier. Zuckerberg has already contacted him. He has already exchanged US dollars in advance. He has exchanged 500,000 US dollars. He asked Chen Xing to borrow some other money. It is a trivial matter to make some countermeasures and borrow two million.
If you can't spend so much, Wang Han will pay back the money when you come back.
Now Wang Han is desperately short of money, not only the bank owes tens of millions, but Chen Xing also has arrears. If yycall is not strong enough, he will really not even be able to pay off the monthly payment!
Wang Han sighed.
However, with 500,000 US dollars, it has always given Wang Han enough confidence.
To put it bluntly, Facebook has not yet appeared, and what he invested in is just a virtual product, or a semi-finished Facebook, so everything is easy to say.
Thinking of this, Wang Han stopped thinking about it.
After looking at the various races in the plane, he finally closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The people here are all local tyrants!
Wang Han sighed with emotion.
When I woke up, it was completely dark outside, and a round moon hung directly below the sky outside the window of the plane, looking very bright.
He felt that someone was watching him, so he looked to the side. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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