Chapter 19 Join the group to watch
After the rally, a group of old men and women presented Song Wenbin with a lot of bread, sausages and beer to the reincarnation of the Immigration Bureau. Among them, beer is the most popular. It seems that even in Seoul, people are also yearning for Northern Europe.
Late at night, Song Wenbin and Pu Yantong sat among boxes of supplies, smiled at each other, opened bottles of beer and clinked them. After the boys on the side finished counting the supplies, one of the boys came to Song Wenbin and shouted: "Brother!
"
Song Wenbin looked at him with a smile and handed him a bottle of beer.
The younger brother took the beer but did not drink it. He said: "Brother, your speech was so good. My blood boiled with excitement. But if the believers don't pay us, how can we continue to carry out our activities? After all, we The funds are very small…”
Song Wenbin was drinking beer, but before he could speak, Pu Yantong's expression suddenly changed. His expression turned gloomy and he asked, "Why don't you drink the wine that my eldest brother gave you?"
The backbone man quickly opened the wine and took a sip.
Song Wenbin waved his hand and said calmly: "What age are you still so outdated? What I want is popularity. As long as I am popular enough, I can think of a hundred ways to make money."
"But...we can't think of anything. You only collect food, and the food is consecrated and eaten by them. How can we earn??" The younger brother said aggrievedly: "We can't starve to death just for the sake of face. ah….."
Pu Yantong became angry. He stood up, slapped the backbone in the face, and reprimanded sternly: "Xiba! This is the first meeting, and you dare to question Big Brother! Without Big Brother, you are still fooling around outside. Well, can you gather so many people!? You short-sighted guy, please shut up!
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The young man was beaten and covered his face in aggrieved manner.
Although Song Wenbin couldn't understand what Pu Yantong was shouting, he could roughly guess what he meant. This made him helpless. He pulled the excited Pu Yantong to sit down and said, "We are doing business seriously now, don't be so... wilderness."
Pu Yantong immediately bowed to Song Wenbin, his standards completely shattered.
Song Wenbin patted the beaten boy on the shoulder and comforted him: "You need to be more open-minded. I have already considered this issue. You can't collect money from the people. Why don't you go to the merchants who make sausages, beer, and bread?" Collect sponsorship fees.”
The younger brothers were stunned, then their eyes lit up and they fell to the ground in admiration. Pu Yantong also looked at Song Wenbin with tears in his eyes and murmured: "Brother..."
Song Wenbin said calmly: "As long as we operate well, the bread, sausage and beer in the surrounding stores will definitely be sold out. You go find three brands, then designate them to be our merit brands, and ask them to sponsor. Just tell them, God guarantees they sponsored us and our sales for the quarter were up 30 percent."
"yes, Sir!
"
The younger brothers stood up straight and bowed to Song Wenbin with sincerity.
"And Pu Yantong."
"Here! Brother!" Pu Yantong cleverly stood up straight.
"After you find sponsorship, apply for registration immediately. No matter what method you use, you must get me legal permissions." Song Wenbin looked into his eyes and said word by word: "If it is illegal, I will not do this business. . I am a serious person, and we don’t want to be thrown into jail after returning to China.”
"yes!
"Pu Yantong said loudly.
Song Wenbin raised the beer bottle and said: "Although we are very small now, as long as we work together, we will definitely be able to find a way out of this involved religious market!
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"yes, Sir!
"
The sound of rushing resounded throughout the wilderness.
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"Come on, change your posture~"
"Okay~"
“So beautiful~”
"nice~"
In a cafe with antique decoration in Gangnam District, Sutina, dressed in traditional Korean clothes, was sitting in the cafe, constantly changing her posture and smiling.
The job of a model is not as easy as expected. Every day, Sutina receives a large number of requests. And among those in need, not many are large companies. Most of them are consumption places such as cat cafes, clothing stores, restaurants, and bars. For publicity purposes, they need beautiful girls to take photos in their store and hang them on their website to decorate the facade and attract customers.
Fortunately, for photography, those stores will always provide corresponding products to decorate the photos. These products will become Sutina's food after the shooting, which can be regarded as a small solace in the boring life.
Finally, after shooting the commercial for this coffee shop, Sutina breathed a long sigh of relief.
Tired, she sat in the shop and sipped her coffee slowly.
This job does not consume physical strength, but you have to carry it all the time, from your smile to your posture.
Su Tina missed the joy of playing unscrupulously with Song Wenbin and Huo Yu.
But now, because of her busy work schedule, the company provided her with a staff dormitory, and she didn't even have time to go back to the basement to chat with Huo Yu. Not to mention Song Wenbin, she didn't know anything about this guy since she got off the plane.
It was as if he had disappeared from the world.
She looked at the WeChat interface, opened the work group again, and stared at Song Wenbin's black and white profile picture in the group. She definitely doesn't want to do it again. She just wants to know when Song Wenbin can take the initiative to join her.
That way, she can refuse with confidence.
By the way, I proudly accused him again.
Finally passed reluctantly.
There is a drama going on in my mind.
She didn't even notice that there was a figure beside her quietly.
Until the man coughed softly and called out in a trembling voice: "Little Miss..."
Sutina turned her head and glanced, and there was a young man wearing a white casual suit standing next to her. He wore black glasses, a shiny watch, and his hair was meticulously combed. Just one glance, and an undisguised aura of nobility rushed towards him.
"Ahem..."
When the young man saw Sutina looking at him, his face turned red for a moment. He backed away and ran to the bar counter, asking for a cup of coffee.
Sutina pouted, she was already used to this kind of thing. On the other hand, it is even rarer to be like Brother Song, who looks as normal after seeing her, not treating her as a goddess and showing no timidity.
She took a sip of coffee, stood up, and prepared to leave the coffee shop. But as soon as she stood up, a waiter came over in a hurry, brought her another cake and sweet tea, and said, "This is what the gentleman gave you."
Sutina smiled politely and said, "I'm going back. Please help me thank him for his kindness."
After saying that, Sutina raised her legs to leave.
At this time, the young man drinking coffee finally recovered. He straightened his tie, took a deep breath, strode to Sutina, and said with an expressionless face: "Hello, Miss, my name is Cui Longhao."
Seeing his poker face, Sutina was also amused, so she just nodded. Then he walked around him, lowered his head and hurriedly walked towards his colleagues.
When the man saw that Sutina had no reaction, he couldn't hold himself tight and said in a panic: "Miss, can I add your WeChat?"
He was fluent in English and had a sincere attitude, but this did not pass the first hurdle in Sutina's mind.
She shook her head, silently walked towards her colleagues and photographer, and said, "Are you leaving?"
Her colleague was sitting at the bar, looking at the lost young man standing in the cubicle with concern, and asked: "Did you reject him?"
"It's very strange." Sutina said, "It's like asking for contact information on the street."
"What's weird?" Her colleague was puzzled, and there was even a hint of resentment in the confusion.
"Isn't it strange that we have to forcefully create a fate when there is no fate?" Sutina paused and chuckled: "And what he wants is a failure. Let's go."
When Sutina and her colleagues returned to the company's bus, her colleague couldn't help but said: "You really shouldn't reject him."
"Why?" Sutina was surprised.
"Do you know who he is?"
The colleague looked at her helplessly and said: "He is the second son of the owner of Piler Company. Do you know Piler Company? It is one of the top ten large companies in Seoul. It operates real estate, retail, and tourism industries... …”
"What kind of Korean drama plot..." Sutina put on eye makeup and said absently: "I didn't pour coffee on him..."
"My good sister..." the colleague groaned: "What on earth do you do as a model..."
"Making money." Sutina was speechless, "It's you, my good sister, how do you know others so well?"
As soon as she mentioned this colleague, she became excited. She sat up and said excitedly: "I have investigated all the young and rich young men who often come here. I also have a special roster with records on it. They are all such high-quality men, from a to d..."
As she spoke, she excitedly took out her phone, pulled out an app, and showed Sutina her research records.
"Look, this is Lee Hyuk Jae, the richest son in Seoul, with an aa+ rating, but he is already married. But it's not bad to be his younger brother. This is Han Zuoyi, he is a super star, and occasionally goes to cat cafes to pet cats. , with a rating of a+, this is Gong Hyo-ji, whose father is in the real estate business, and he himself is very young and romantic, with a rating of b+... Look, this is Choi Yong-ho, with an aa+ rating!
"
She pointed at the men on the cards on her phone and said: "These are super-quality men who occasionally appear around here. As long as I can catch any of them, I won't have to work in my life!"
Sutina looked at her excited look sadly, and suddenly she understood why Song Wenbin was misogynistic.
"Forget it, forget it." She didn't want to watch her colleagues' collecting games anymore and said, "I'm not interested in people from the previous generation. Besides, even if you want to marry into a wealthy family, the price won't be that easy."
My colleague yelled loudly.
"It's been eight lifetimes of luck to be able to enter a wealthy family. What price can't you pay? You can tear off five of my ribs!"
She rolled her eyes and said, "Besides, even if Cui Yonghao doesn't have a family, he can at least be ranked B+ on my ranking list?" "
"Oh? Why is this?" Sutina was curious.
"He is a prosecutor! Prosecutor, do you know that!? A prosecutor who passed the judicial examination! He passed the judicial examination at such a young age. Do you know how promising he is in the future?" a colleague said bluffingly.
"Prosecutor?" Sutina was stunned, "What does the prosecutor do?"
The colleague groaned: "Oh my god...you...you don't even know the prosecutor...?"
"Tell me about it." Sutina became interested. She was very interested in any knowledge she didn't know.
"Hey, if you want to talk about prosecutors, they have a lot of power."
She was answered by the photographer sitting in front of the car. He said: "In Korea, prosecutors can arrest people directly and send them to the court for trial without going through the police. And the whole process, including the result, is the responsibility of the prosecutor." One person has the final say. Don’t talk about anything, even political decisions will be followed. Moreover, this thing was established by the Americans, and the president can’t even touch it.”
Sutina, who was putting on makeup, was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "Then it's Jin Yiwei!"
