It wasn't until the Bombardier 850 chartered by the director slowly took off from the airport that Song Wenbin's turbulent mood gradually subsided. Neither Nigeria nor the Caribbean could give him such a complex experience as Seoul.
Looking at the city below him that was getting smaller and smaller, he seemed to have had a strange and absurd dream, and only the soft sofa of the plane could give him a little more warmth when he woke up.
Huo Yu took a bottle of champagne from the flight attendant's wine cabinet, poured himself a glass, sat across from Song Wenbin, and stared at him.
Song Wenbin didn't know where he offended this guy, and he couldn't give him a good look even when he got on the plane.
Su Tina sat next to Huo Yu, poured a glass of champagne for Song Wenbin and herself and sighed: "This trip is really not easy. At the beginning of the show, I said this was the most difficult trip so far. I still don't believe it. Now watch Come on, it really is."
Song Wenbin thought of the 300,000 promised by the program team at the beginning of the show. He sat up straight and asked loudly: "Director Bao! Does ending the challenge early count as invalid?"
"It doesn't count!" Director Pauley's voice came from behind the cabin.
Song Wenbin immediately became energetic, stared at the two girls opposite him, and asked in a solemn voice: "How much money did you make this month?"
Huo Yu shrugged: "The salary of the job I'm looking for is 19,700 yuan a month, what about you?"
The color on Song Wenbin's face suddenly faded away.
Sutina thought for a while: "I don't know how much I earn. Although my basic living salary as a model is 2,000, I took a lot of commercial photos and earned probably 20,000 to 30,000."
After a pause, she smiled and said: "And the company has covered our board and lodging. I have been very economical this month. I can't even bear to drink milk tea. I still have more than 7,000 yuan from the 10,000 yuan I was given at the beginning. In total, it will be more than 30,000 yuan." Bar."
Huo Yu looked at Su Tina with a gloomy face, "More than 30,000, how much is it?"
"I don't know, what about you, how much money do you have left at the end?" Sutina asked with a smile.
"Young lady skin is quite profitable." Huo Yu said through gritted teeth.
"It's okay, it's okay." Sutina flipped up her hair and said charmingly: "After all, I can endure hardship~"
When the two women were quarreling with each other, Song Wenbin had already collapsed on the chair with a face ashen as death.
These stinky bitches can easily start at 20,000 to 30,000 yuan.
Is it so easy for beautiful women to make money? At that time, his job of cleaning dishes in a restaurant only cost 3,000 yuan a month.
If I had known, I would have taken some money from the transfer bureau's assets...Song Wenbin, Song Wenbin, you are careless...
Song Wenbin cursed himself in his heart.
At this time, director Paulie finally came from behind the cabin.
He directly picked up a huge red bag and placed it heavily on the dining table in front of the three of them. He started taking money from piles inside, and stopped after taking thirty piles.
Looking at the small hill-like grandfather Mao on the table, even Huo Yu couldn't help but sit up straight and stare at it. Only Song Wenbin closed his eyes. He didn't want to look at the pile of money for fear of being pissed off.
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"Huo Yu."
After taking the money, the director took out the microphone and asked, "Do you think you will win?"
A photographer came over with a camera.
Huo Yu looked at Su Tina, crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Of course I will win, my salary is the highest. Even if Su Tina can make some money as a model, it is not that simple to exceed the salary in a big company. .”
The director nodded, took out a list and said, "Huo Yu, after one month is over, your assets will be equivalent to RMB 1,708,634."
Huo Yu was stunned, Su Tina was stunned, and Song Wenbin was even more stunned.
But after being stunned for a moment, Huo Yu screamed.
She waved her arms and bounced around in the plane.
"Liquid!! I won!! Hahahahahahahaha~"
Although she didn't know why Bena Company gave her so much money, there was no doubt that 170,000 a month was a huge sum of money, and Sutina would not surpass her in any case.
170,000…
I heard such horrific numbers.
Sutina's face turned pale.
Song Wenbin was simply numb.
But the director said calmly: "It's a pity that the 170,000 yuan is a negative."
Huo Yu, who was cheering, felt as if someone had strangled his neck and almost suffocated.
She put down her arms blankly and asked in disbelief: "What did you say?"
"I said, not only did you not make a penny this month, but you also lost 170,000 yuan."
The director calmly handed the list in front of Huo Yu who was cheering, and said: "This is the car repair order issued by Bena Company last night. Four cars were destroyed and suffered heavy losses because of your decision."
Huo Yu opened his mouth wide enough to fit money and an egg into it.
She snatched the maintenance bill with her hands, and her face became worse the more she looked at it. She shouted loudly: "What the hell? There is an insurance company! Why should I pay for it!!"
"Because you failed to stop the disloyalty of the employees of Bennar Tire Company, a large number of employees became believers of the transfer bureau. Not only that, Kim Jae-yong, CEO of Bennar Tire Company, even knew about your final decision not to report it. He was furious. Not only does he not plan to pay you your salary, but he also plans to sue you. Of course, he is not suing you personally. He wants to sue us seals." The director said calmly.
Sutina couldn't bear it any longer and burst out laughing, laughing so hard that her branches trembled.
Even Song Wenbin, who was originally desperate, couldn't help laughing out loud after hearing the news.
The laughter of the two colleagues made Huo Yu feel extremely ashamed. She gritted her teeth and held the repair order, with veins popping up on the back of her hands. Suddenly, she pointed at Song Wenbin and said loudly: "That's not him! If he hadn't established anything, Bullshit transfer bureau, am I the best at this, am I the worst at that!?”
There was a rare grievance in Huo Yu's yelling.
But Song Wenbin would not sympathize with her. He said disdainfully: "You are not good at learning, and you still blame me!?"
"you…!"
"Okay, okay." The director said: "Originally, this is an unlimited challenge. Which country has no religion? Even China has the Five Pecks of Rice Religion in its history. It is part of the world, so Huo Yu, you did not lose unfairly."
Huo Yu gritted his teeth and sat down bitterly, his chest heaving violently. He slapped the list on the table and said, "If you like to sue, don't sue. Anyway, Seal has never lost a lawsuit!"
At this time, the director looked at Sutina.
Sutina's eyes immediately lit up.
"Sutina, how much do you think you earned this month?" the director asked.
After learning that Huo Yu had become a disgrace, Su Tina was already very relaxed. She smiled and said: "I didn't calculate the specific salary, but it must be more than 10,000. After all, I took so many photos, set The company has made a lot of money from me."
The director shook his head and said: "Your wish is very good, but unfortunately, the set company only paid you a basic salary of 2,000 yuan, and since you left before a month was up, the company decided to deduct your salary due to your absence. So they only paid you 1,311 yuan as salary."
Sutina's expression gradually turned frightened and incredible.
"Wha...what...!?"
She covered her face in horror, "Only give me a basic salary? What about those photos and photos? Aren't they going to give me money!?"
"I'm sorry, Sutina, there is no sharing agreement in your contract with the set company." The director said calmly, "Those partners only cooperate with the set company and have nothing to do with you."
Everyone in Sutina was dumbfounded.
When the contract was signed, it was in Korean, which she couldn't understand, but Min Meishu told her that the money earned would be divided 50-50, so she agreed to cooperate with him.
Song Wenbin opened his eyes in surprise, and for the first time he looked at the hillock on the table seriously, his heart beating a little fast.
"They...how dare they do this...this is not obvious...bullying..." Sutina flattened her mouth in grievance and actually shed tears.
The director was very indifferent. He said: "The trainees in Korea only earn 1,000 yuan a month. The nature of your work is similar to theirs. It is already good to earn 1,300 yuan after one month of joining the industry. But this month, you spend on renting a house and various expenses." You paid more than 3,000 yuan, and in the end you only had 8,000 yuan left, which is far less than 10,000 yuan, so just like Huo Yu, you failed in this challenge."
Sutina couldn't listen to the director's words anymore. She couldn't help sobbing when she thought about her month of misfortune.
Huo Yu also gave up his dissatisfaction at this time and hugged her shoulders to comfort her.
The director looked at Song Wenbin.
Song Wenbin sat up straight.
His heart began to beat wildly.
"Song Wenbin, I have to say. In this challenge, I was the least optimistic about you. But I really didn't expect that you would control such a huge amount of funds in the competition."
Huo Yu's eyes widened.
Even the crying Sutina couldn't help holding her breath.
"According to statistics from Seal's professional financial officer, during a month's travel in Seoul, the amount of funds flowing through your hands exceeded 300 million Korean won, equivalent to more than 1.5 million RMB. There are two local food workshops in Seoul and A beer company made more than 100,000 yuan a month because of you."
Sutina stopped crying.
Huo Yu gritted his teeth.
Director: "Even if you don't count the working capital, just the advertising fees and exclusive business agreements paid by the three companies to the Reincarnation Immigration Bureau. That's 50,000 yuan a month..."
"That's all dirty money!!"
Huo Yu couldn't help but stood up, interrupted the director, and shouted unwillingly: "That's the shoe religion! It doesn't count!"
"Can you please stop throwing dirty water!" Song Wenbin said loudly: "My organization is a registered civil society organization, why do you talk about shoe cult!"
"Explain it to the audience!" Huo Yu said loudly.
Song Wenbin turned away irritably.
Huo Yu put his hands on his hips angrily and said, "I can lose, and Su Tina can lose, but Song Wenbin can't win."
Song Wenbin had a dark face and said nothing.
The director became interested and took the microphone and asked her: "Why can't Song Wenbin win?"
Huo Yu said loudly: "All his income is illegal. He founded a shoe religion overseas to make money illegally. It is already a good thing that he will not be sentenced when he goes back. Yet he still wants to win. If he wins, this program will not be broadcast." Yes, completely blocked."
The director nodded, looked at Song Wenbin and said, "What you said makes sense, Huo Yu. Our country does not advocate such behavior. In fact, after the stampede, the procuratorate and the Korean police did thoroughly investigate a large number of people gathering during the Halloween period. Many organizations will receive fines of varying degrees for this. I think your transfer bureau will be no exception."
"It's not my transfer bureau." Song Wenbin said angrily.
Huo Yu smiled and looked at Song Wenbin provocatively.
Sutina spread her hands regretfully and sighed.
The director continued: "However, Huo Yu, if you want to accuse Song Wenbin of this, there is no basis. Because according to the video records and account records, Song Wenbin himself did not receive a penny from these activities, and he did not engage in All his activities are legal in South Korea for any illegal money-making activities abroad. Even if he will be scrutinized when he returns, he can easily get away with it. This is what I admire about him."
Huo Yu snorted coldly: "You are smart."
Sutina sighed softly, "So this time...we all lost again..."
Song Wenbin's lips curled up into a silent smile.
lose?
If you lose.
Why would the director leave money on the table?
