After ending his three-row life, Zhou Xing drove the Koenigsegg out.
It took less than half an hour.
That’s when we arrived at Mr. Huang’s Private Kitchen.
Under the guidance of the waiter, we entered the box.
Qin Fen, Chang Wenyu and the others have been waiting here for a long time.
"Old Zhou."
Zhou Xing greeted them and then sat down.
Qin Fen immediately ordered the waiter to prepare the dishes.
Zhou Xing took the hot towel handed over by the waiter, wiped his hands, looked at Qin Fen and said straight to the point: "You should have received all the lists I sent you, right?"
"Everything is received."
Qin Fen nodded: "It must be because you, Lao Zhou, have a lot of face. Once you take action... almost all the anchors on the network are on it. You have caught them all in one go."
Wuyou Media.
With the name Zhou Xing, it is extremely easy to recruit people.
But he didn't expect... only a short time had passed before Zhou Xing sent him the contract list.
It is claimed that these people all have the intention to sign the contract.
The list above.
Anyone who is slightly famous in the live broadcast circle is on it.
These anchors.
Although he doesn't like it very much.
But I have to admit that their ability to attract money is indeed pretty good.
Maybe one person alone can earn tens of millions a year.
It can't handle the large number of people.
The benefits created by so many people combined in one year would make even him look askance.
If only they could be signed.
As long as there is no problem with Wuyou Media's brain, it will engage in some inexplicable operations.
That is definitely a business that is sure to make money without losing money.
With a little bit of operation...the profits generated by these anchors are not inferior to those of celebrities.
Others also know the value and want to sign them... but it is not that easy.
Even if he takes action himself.
It is impossible to bring all these people together.
Zhou Xing did it in an understatement, and it didn't take more than a day.
He could only shout 666 from the sidelines.
Zhou Xing smiled, did not answer Qin Fen's words, and said to himself: "Except for the people I removed from the list, everyone else can start arranging staff to go to the meeting. According to the contract currently issued by Wuyou Media,
Sign them all."
"What's the reason for these few people being eliminated?"
Qin Fen picked up his phone and flipped through the list in his mailbox. He couldn't help but wonder: "These guys seem to be very popular, especially Xiao Lu. The live broadcast is also quite interesting. I will go there when I have nothing to do."
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"The live broadcast effect is very good. It seems to have the trend of one brother. It has great potential."
"There are also several female anchors, Chen and others... Although they are not good-looking, their singing popularity is not inferior to Tuesday Ke and Feng Xiaomo."
Qin Fen himself not only likes cars, playing basketball in overalls, and skiing... but also has interests that young people today have.
That's the game.
To this end... like Principal Wang, he also invested in an e-sports team.
However, the returns were not very good, so I chose to withdraw later.
So he also knows the current live broadcast very well, especially after Wuyou Media was established, he spent a lot of effort on it.
Zhou Xing took a sip of apple cider vinegar, raised his eyebrows and said, "For those who are active in the public, who can guarantee that they will remain popular? Someone might get caught and get burned."
"Old Zhou...are these people not clean at all?"
Qin Fen glanced at Zhou Xing and said a little unsure.
Zhou Xing chuckled lightly: "Whether you have a clean foundation or not, doesn't it all depend on whether someone messes with you? In this lifetime...how many people are truly completely clean?"
"Understood."
Qin Fen did not continue to ask, nodded and said: "Then I will ask the employees to contact these people tomorrow and try to sign the contract as soon as possible."
"Um."
Zhou Xing responded.
He did not continue on this topic, but instead asked: "Old Qin... is there a way for a private jet here?"
"Old Zhou...you want to buy a private jet?"
Qin Fen smiled after hearing this.
"I have this idea, so I want to know about it."
Zhou Xing said calmly.
I suddenly have so much money, so I should spend it wisely.
Private jet... is a very good choice.
At the very least.
Wherever you want to go, it's more convenient.
Especially when he is at his level, and he is very concerned about it, he needs to pay a little more attention to travel.
Then private jets are among Zhou Xing's considerations.
"No."
Qin Fen's eyes widened: "Old Zhou, I just asked casually, are you really planning to buy a private jet?"
There was a vibrato in his voice.
"Why don't we just buy a private jet? Isn't that a big deal?"
Zhou Xing glanced at Qin Fen.
"no......"
Qin Fen's eyes were filled with shock.
Indeed... In the industry, buying a private jet is not a rare thing.
Wang Xiaocong has one.
He had no doubt that Zhou Xing had the ability to afford a private jet, after all, his net worth was here.
It’s just...how old is he?
Eighteen years old!
He's just a freshman, and his family is asking him to buy a private jet?
Qin Fen suddenly felt the disparity in society.
Especially... Zhou Xing was so lavish and spent so much money.
Whether it is Nile Crocodile Venture Capital, the established Wuyou Media, or the financing of ByteDance.
These are all expensive projects.
Calculating carefully, the money Zhou Xing spent during this period was close to 1.5 billion US dollars.
Zhou Xing could still find money to buy a private jet.
"Lao Zhou...you should take it easy. Private jets are not cheap, and the subsequent costs are even more horrifying. You have spent a lot of money during this period."
Qin Fen spoke out to dissuade him.
He never imagined that one day it would be his turn to persuade others to save money.
Zhou Xing smiled and said nothing.
Qin Fen couldn't believe it and asked, "Do you still have money left in your hand?"
"Yesterday, I transferred a little money into my account."
Zhou Xing took a sip of apple cider vinegar and wrote lightly.
"A little...how much is that?"
Qin Fen stared at Zhou Xing: "One billion...US dollars?"
"Fuck!"
Chang Wenyu and the others' screams of "f*ck" could be heard in the box.
Zhou Xing glanced at them indifferently, then opened his palms with a smile on his face: "Absolutely, five of them."