"Should I write a guarantee letter? Isn't it necessary?" Zhong Qin said with evasive eyes.
"It's necessary. You are all good friends. If you don't write a letter of guarantee, they will think that you and I are teaming up to deceive them. It seems that you arranged for me to pretend to be your boyfriend, and then deliberately played a game to get a lucky draw, and then
If you win over them, if you don't write a letter of guarantee, you will invite people to gossip." As soon as Zhao Mingyang said these words, the atmosphere in the room instantly changed. He pretended to be her boyfriend and deliberately set up a trap.
What Zhao Mingyang said instantly caused waves in the friendship boat of this group of people. Zhong Qin found that several people looked at her in the wrong way, and quickly said: 'Okay! I believe in my friend, just write whatever you want.
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"Just write that you are willing to raise funds to purchase 1% of Jiyou Financial's shares, worth 10 million." Zhao Mingyang said.
"Why do you write it like this?" Zhongqin said cautiously.
"If you don't write it like this, do you want to write that this is a lottery ticket? Everyone here has to enter the lottery of 10 million. Originally, this is what you have invested in. You can also let me write it. We are making friends with songs. Loser
If one party invests in the other party's company, we are not gambling, right?" Zhao Mingyang said.
"Of course you can also write 50 million. You have the final say whether you dare to play or not. Hum! Play music? Play rap? To put it bluntly, you don't have any confidence in your face. Stop playing and go home." Zhao Mingyang
Being anti-customer is the main way.
"Fuck! What did you say? Just play! Where is your money? Can you get it? Do you dare to play?" Rocket said.
"Send it to you immediately!" Zhao Mingyang said calmly.
He sent a text message to his creditor, Mr. Liu: Find a way to raise 10 million, whether in cash or items of the same value, come to xx mall, KTV888, I won a lottery with someone, and the lottery is 10 million.
I can win. If I lose, I will call the police and report that I am gambling. It has nothing to do with you that I went in by myself. If I win, you will take away the things of equal value and treat it as repayment of the debt. There is only one chance. Mr. Liu, please discuss it with Mr. Hu and Mr. Liu. Time
Don't wait for anyone.
Even if we win, it will be difficult to get this money. So what is the most convenient and easiest way to get it? Let a group of reporters ask for money and creditors who are in urgent need of money to get it. This group of people went crazy with anxiety. Zhao Mingyang gave it to them
An opportunity, see if they come, don't think about it, they will definitely come back, these people will not let go of any opportunity.
The creditors from the three parties are not ordinary people, with complex social backgrounds. Mr. Liu can clear things up, Mr. Hu is in a gray situation, and Mr. Liu, needless to say, used to take his younger brother to Shanghai.
Zhao Mingyang wanted to give them the money. Once the money was given, they would believe Zhao Mingyang. If they believed Zhao Mingyang, Zhao Mingyang could take advantage of their relationship.
The main thing is that this money has to be handled by President Hu and transferred directly to the bank. One part is Jiyou's repayment, and the other two are bank loan deductions from Mr. Liu and Mr. Hu. They have been put in directly and there is no way to get it back.
, after the money arrived in the bank, everyone was safe, especially Zhao Mingyang.
After being told by Zhao Mingyang, Rocket and the others took out their watches and jewelry one after another. This time they went big, one table was indeed worth tens of millions, just a lot more.
"Brother, please write a note. Is it okay to invest 10 million shares in my KTV?" said the boy in the peaked hat.
Now Zhao Mingyang was at great risk. Ten million was an IOU, but Zhao Mingyang wrote it calmly and pressed his fingerprint.
The reason why Zhao Mingyang chose the strength of this group of people was because he could sing rap, which was very popular during this period. To put it simply, he could read. Because in his previous life, when hip-hop was very popular, the company organized a talent show, and Zhao Mingyang trained for a while.
There is nothing difficult about this thing. You just need to memorize the words and then speed up the speech. For example, if you can recite the goose chant, how difficult is it to speed up the speech and pronounce it? The singing part is basically very small. If this is really a high-pitched competition or something like that,
, Zhao Mingyang really didn’t dare.
As for the hip-hop music of this period, Zhao Mingyang knew very well that there were not many that could be ordered in KTV, and there were only a few songs, and there were only a few songs that could be sung.
These people want to sing their own songs, and Zhao Mingyang dares to do so. It’s not that Zhao Mingyang doesn’t look down on these people. How many good lyrics can they write? Those who can write good lyrics must have been struggling at the bottom for a long time.
Only when you can write it, it is a kind of resonance, the resonance of the public, rather than asking your dad to buy you a GTR. You don’t even know what you want to do with a lyric. Show off your wealth? Or something else?
Fat Lun and Wenshan couldn't write anything after they became rich. When they were poor, they were truly extraordinary talents. Most of their lyrics and music were composed when they were poor.
This group of people, Zhao Mingyang is determined to eat, and what Zhao Mingyang wants to sing, Zhao Mingyang guarantees that they will not be able to finish it.
"I said, buddy, where are your people? You've already boasted a lot about me, but where are your people?" Rocket looked at Zhao Mingyang and said.
"Yeah, if you don't come, our game will have to start. I'm thinking, what are you betting on? How about I take a few photos of you and treat it as payment of your debt?" said the girl Rapping Head.
Zhao Mingyang didn't speak. He checked the time and the phone rang. He answered the call: "Oh, okay, I'll wait for you here."
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Mingyang said: "We're all on the way. We'll be here in twenty minutes at most. There's no one singing here, so I'll practice singing for a while."
Zhao Mingyang got up and ordered some songs by Jay Chou. When the group of people saw it, weren't they stupid? They actually thought they were going to sing Jay Chou's songs?
A few people laughed and said nothing. What they were going to sing was their own album. They were too familiar with it. They were watching Zhao Mingyang stuttering when he sang. How did they know that Zhao Mingyang was not practicing the song at all, but reading and practicing the lyrics?
The speed of the eyes and the speed of the mouth.
Zhao Mingyang got used to it after singing for a while. Based on Zhao Mingyang's judgment of these guys, the lyrics were either mixed in Chinese and English, or the lyrics were too repetitive, or they were mainly about you, me and him.
Zhao Mingyang ordered another Japanese song and started singing. This was Zhao Mingyang giving them a signal. Zhao Mingyang knew Japanese. In fact, the songs Zhao Mingyang sang were only Japanese songs that R himself could not hear. Just like many northern friends singing Cantonese songs, listen to
It sounds a bit similar, but my friends in the Greater Bay Area probably don’t know what is being sung. Most people who don’t understand Cantonese sing Cantonese songs and just learn the pronunciation of that song. They sing it in a way that they think is right, but people in the Greater Bay Area listen to it.
You will look confused.
After that, Zhao Mingyang sang an English song again, which was another hint. Zhao Mingyang was afraid that these grandsons would suddenly sing in French and he would definitely lose. Why not let them know that he knew many Chinese languages and fool them?
Let them come up with their own rules. Zhao Mingyang can really control these little brats to death.
"Why are there no German singers here?" Zhao Mingyang said after finishing singing.
"Brother, I know a lot of languages. We have to sing within the range of languages that both of us can speak. If you want to sing a song in a language that we don't know, isn't that cheating?" The man in the peaked hat spoke first, having already fallen into the trap.
Zhao Mingyang fell into a trap.
"Oh~ you guys really have a lot of demands, okay then, let me also make a request. The songs must be in the KTV playlist and can be found online. Is this okay?" Zhao Mingyang said.
Since I was happy to hear it, I readily agreed.
"Go to the bathroom. Is there one in this room? Go out without me." Zhao Mingyang said.
"It's in the room. It's over there. Don't run. This is the fourth floor. If you fall to death, you won't be responsible." Rocket said.
"Don't worry, my boyfriend won't run away. Our classmates also know him." Zhong Qin said seemingly unintentionally, cheering Zhao Mingyang, but in fact, he was hinting to Zhao Mingyang that I know you and you can't run away.
Zhao Mingyang was too lazy to pay attention to them, so he took out his mobile phone and searched. Zhao Mingyang found that there was no surveillance in this room, so he directly searched for keywords such as Zhang Jiayu, rocket, etc., and then a song was found. Zhao Mingyang did not rush to look, but continued to search.
With words such as Zhang Jiayu Rocket, see if there is any other information.
I searched for a name with the words "Emperor Rap" that was very eye-catching. It was a rap group with several singers in it. Zhao Mingyang took a look and found that they had an album called "I am the Emperor". There were five songs in it. Zhao Mingyang
I read the lyrics.
After a quick review, the lyrics are so empty and meaningless. They were probably written when I was 16 or 17 years old, and then released in 2011. The lyrics and the album were probably prepared in 2009 or 2010.
The lyrics are nothing more than showing off wealth, belittling and ridiculing some poor people and people who don't like it, and there are many words such as pretentiousness and holding grass. The repetition rate of this sentence is very high. To put it bluntly, it is a kind of abuse and catharsis. The repetition rate of the lyrics is too high.
It's high-quality, and it's not difficult to read, so it's easy to read.
I don’t know which song they will choose. If it is a well-known rap song, Zhao Mingyang can also wait to read it. Because of the repetition rate, a song only has a few lyrics that come back and forth. The song prepared by Zhao Mingyang is very interesting.
Grasp.
This song was a must-have song for Zhao Mingyang to show off at KTV in his previous life, and it got very good results every time.
The doorbell rang indoors, and three men wearing masks appeared on the indoor access control monitor, each wearing a peaked cap.
Zhao Mingyang took a look and realized that these three old guys were really thieves. They didn't want people to know who they were. They mainly wanted to see what Zhao Mingyang was up to. The three of them also knew what Zhao Mingyang was doing.
Playing with the pig-killing plate.
This kind of thing cannot be brought to the table in the first place, and if the other party refuses to admit it, or Zhao Mingyang loses, they can just avoid it and refuse to admit it.
These three people are all old people in the world, and each one is a better thief than the last. If it weren't for Gao Tianyuan's sudden accident, these three people would still be making a lot of money. Gao Tianyuan is in the right direction, and he can indeed make a lot of money, but people
It's not as good as God's will, the people in the high sky and far away are gone.
"My people are here." Zhao Mingyang said.
The door opened, and the three of them walked in and took a look at the indoor environment. Mr. Liu was holding a box in his hand. Mr. Hu and President Liu knew very well that even though Mr. Liu was already in his early fifties, two or three people wanted to play hard.
Can't handle him.
Mr. Liu walked to Zhao Mingyang carrying the box and handed the box to Zhao Mingyang.
Zhao Mingyang put the box on the table and opened it. Inside was cash, real money, and beautiful knives.
Zhao Mingyang muttered mentally, Damn it! This could all be fake, where did so many beautiful knives come from?
The Rockets and the others were also confused. Isn't this fake? To come up with so much cash flow so quickly?
The man in the peaked hat took out a wad of money and looked at it, then changed a wad of money and looked at it again. Isn't this a fake?
Zhao Mingyang was also surprised that these old guys were still rich.
Mr. Liu was actually a little panicked, because there were a lot of fake ones here, but the real ones were mixed with fake ones. Unless the other party came here with a banknote detector to check the banknotes one by one, it would just depend on luck. Whether the other party could get the fake ones.
of.
The top layer is real, the bottom layer is also real, and the key stacks are also real. It all looks real, except that in some stacks of money, only the top and bottom are real. There are at most four hundred thousand dollars here.
True, the rest are false.
There are many people on the Internet who claim that there are no fakes in the world's most beautiful knives. How could there be no fakes? The Chaoxian County next door wholesaled beautiful knives back then, but they were discovered by the Americans. The Americans were also confused at the time. Oh my God, you think this is a big deal.
Cabbage, wholesale it, known as the Super Beautiful Knife Incident in history.
U.S. knives are probably one of the most counterfeit currencies in the world, because they are so highly circulated. In order to limit this kind of thing, many countries prohibit U.S. knives from being circulated locally and must be exchanged through banks.
Mr. Liu was betting that these people wouldn't be able to tell the truth.
It's not the kind that's so fake, so the man in the peaked hat didn't notice it, because the real thing and the fake thing were mixed together, and he really couldn't tell the real thing from the fake thing.