Zhao Mingyang and the old man got into the car, sat in the car, and watched the old man take out the iced Feitian Maotai from the car refrigerator. Zhao Mingyang thought he was going to drink it, but the old man said: "This 71-year-old Sunflower Maotai ice cream will be made in a flash."
The glutinous rice balls made with fermented glutinous rice taste better. I like to use this to make glutinous rice balls with fermented glutinous rice. Please give it a try next time."
"Old man, it's better to hit the sun if you choose a different day." Zhao Mingyang said, you've had enough of this old thing. If this continues, I'm going to slam the car door and leave. You let people see you but don't let them touch you. You can just listen to your boast.
"I can't do that today. I'm going to eat fast today."
Eat fast? Zhao Mingyang suspects that the old man just doesn’t want to give Zhao Mingyang these hundreds of thousands of wine to make glutinous rice balls with glutinous rice. He just wants to show off. Let you see what I have. Isn’t it awesome? Isn’t it awesome?
Zhao Mingyang, an upstart like this, heard from Bu Fenjin that in the early 2000s, there were many people who used money to make movies and write autobiographies. What this old man did was a typical pretense used by the older generation of pretenders.
Force skills.
For example: "Do you know how much my car costs? How much do my clothes cost? How much does the villa I just bought cost?"
They would also invite others to their villa as guests, and start to explain how much they spent on the furniture, and how much they spent on the designers to design the house. In the end, after the decorations were completed, they didn’t even let anyone stay to eat, and they simply satisfied their own evil.
taste.
Bad luck! I originally wanted to take a shortcut and quickly complete a big order, but then I met this old guy. If he knew his virtues, Zhao Mingyang would never come to touch him, unless he had money, and then he would touch him. You use 71
Sunflower Moutai is used to make glutinous rice balls made with fermented rice, right?
I have people go to the volcano to get some magma and then cook it for barbecue, and I go to the Sahara Desert and have people fly some spring water from the Alps to cook instant noodles, and make it! Isn’t it just making money? I can make it better than you, but I don’t have any money now.
, I can only watch this old guy show off.
I didn't read the almanac when I went out today. First I met two strange women, Meng Xiaoxian and Qiu Shuhong, and now I met such an old pretender. Who are they?
I looked at the almanac on my phone and found that today is a good day, suitable for burial...
grass!
Old man, don't force me. If this continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and bury you.
After arriving at the company, Zhao Mingyang felt free for the first time. What the old man said along the way was suffocating.
But Zhao Mingyang still underestimated the old man's pretense. When they arrived, four tall bodyguards suddenly appeared. When did they come?
Each wore sunglasses and a black suit, and looked like a bodyguard.
"Lead the way?" The old man put on a pair of sunglasses, and bodyguards stood in front, behind, and left of him. The driver walked behind the old man, and five people surrounded him. Outsiders knew at a glance that he was not a simple man, but a big boss.
Zhao Mingyang tilted his head and looked at the old man with a black question mark on his face, "What are you going to do?"
Do you need to be like this? Have you ever learned how to be a low-key person? You really don't know how to learn. I try to imitate those celebrities who are not famous but have limited ability but have great ostentation. They have 20 or 30 security teams when they go out on the street. They are afraid of others.
I didn’t know they were celebrities, but I thought it was right. If they didn’t have bodyguards and no pomp, who would pay attention to them?
Zhao Mingyang led the way. At this time, Zhao Mingyang felt like the turtle in an ancient brothel leading the way to the guests.
After pressing the button for the elevator, there was no one else in the elevator except Zhao Mingyang and the old guy.
I have to say that the old man's disguise was very realistic. The whole office building was talking about who this big boss was, and all the attention was on the old man. The old man was wearing sunglasses, but Zhao Mingyang knew that his eyes at this time were infinite.
of satisfaction.
With this kind of virtue, you still say that you don’t care about false reputation? I finally know why the old man didn’t go abroad with his children. It’s because there are few people abroad. In some areas, there are only a few households per few kilometers. How can you pretend? Who can you pretend to?
Los Angeles, New York, Paris, Tokyo, and Seoul. Why are these places famous? Why do rich people love to go to these places? Because there are so many people, so it’s perfect for showing off. Every well-known foreign city you know must have a dense population.
In a place where rich people gather, if the rich do not seek the envious and jealous eyes of the poor, then there is no way to prove that they are powerful.
After arriving at the empty bottle media company, everyone was confused. Who did Zhao Mingyang bring back when he went for a walk?
Hao Ren watched Zhao Mingyang and the old man come in, and some plots came to mind:
Plot 1: A kid from a rich family wants to start from the bottom, but is repeatedly exploited by his unscrupulous boss Bu Fenjin. The rich grandfather buys the company and makes Zhao Mingyang the CEO of the company.
Plot 2: The old housekeeper couldn't bear the young master's hard work at the bottom, so he disobeyed the young master's instructions and led all the servants to welcome the young master home.
Plot Three·······【Leave it to you to make up.】
Others were also confused at this time. After all, this kind of scene is only seen in novels, movies and TV dramas, and is rumored to appear. The old man in white is standing next to a group of bodyguards in black. It doesn't take a second thought to know that he must be one of the big guys.
Damn it, that’s how it’s described in movies, TV shows and novels anyway.
Zhao Mingyang didn't explain much, because too many explanations now only add to the aura of the old man's pretense.
He took the old man directly into the conference room, locked him up first, and limited his strength.
The old man didn't let the bodyguards follow him in. He asked them to stand in front of the door, so that they could show their dignity. Who would you show them to after you went in? You couldn't see them, and there were some words that the bodyguards couldn't listen to.
"What would you like to drink, old man? Coffee? Juice? We have all of these, and we can bring them to you." Zhao Mingyang handed the tablet to the old man.
During this period, companies that used tablet computers were basically concentrated in first- and second-tier cities, in order to provide high-quality products and high-end products. For example, the front desk must be equipped with an Apple all-in-one computer as standard, as if this level of performance was achieved, the company would immediately go up.
But the company that can provide ordering services is wrong. Most of them provide customers with tea and coffee. However, Empty Bottle Media provides no less than ten kinds of drinks and nearly twenty kinds of dried fruit snacks and pastries, and even cooked food, and they are all customized.
This puts it ahead of many companies.
When it comes to showing off, Empty Bottle Media is also a good player.
The old man looked at it and thought for a while, "Oh shit, this is great. If you make it at home in the future, when guests come, give it to them and let them slide to choose. It shows your style."
Moreover, this mineral water is priced at 100 yuan a bottle, which is really high-end.
After all, the initial projects of Empty Bottle Media cost 500,000 yuan. How much is a bottle of mineral water worth 100 yuan? How much can one person drink at one time?
After looking at it, the old man said: "Bring me a glass of iced Americano. Young man, you can do it here. Let's talk. I'll give you five million. What practical effects can you bring to me?"
Zhao Mingyang looked at the old man and said: "The most intuitive thing is that your works can be worth six figures. The rest are nothing more than being interviewed by a few celebrities and becoming a modern celebrity of Shanghai-style painters."
Shanghai-style painter, modern celebrity?
As soon as these words came out, the old man yearned for it in his heart. This car was much more valuable than the luxury cars he parked beside the alley, and he would never be called a nouveau riche doing business again.
Shanghai, especially the older generation, generally looks down on people who are uneducated. They are a group of petty bourgeoisie who pursue quality, art, and literature.
The old man was like this in his heart, but he had no literature or knowledge, so he could only use money to decorate himself. But he found that this trick was not very effective, so he changed his appearance, growing his hair long, growing a beard, and wearing Tang Dynasty-style cloth shoes, but
It's still useless, it can't make people think he has a strong character.
"Can people tell at a glance that I bought this with money?" The old man asked his biggest concern. If anyone knew that he bought it with money, it would be worthless.
"No, our operations will sign a confidentiality agreement. If we leak it, we will compensate you ten times for your losses."
The old man tapped his fingers on the table, and soon the iced American food arrived, including a dinner plate, a small tray, a coffee cup on the small tray, a spoon, a sugar cube, a milk jug, and a napkin.
This service really feels like a professional coffee shop.
"Then let's try it. Is there anything I need to do?" the old man said.
"You only need to provide us with some personal information and your previous paintings. We will have professionals to connect with you and be responsible for your subsequent itinerary arrangements."
"Don't you have time? I can chat with you."
Zhao Mingyang-_-||
I don’t want to be with you for a moment. Is my value just that you find someone to show off to and use your Ferrari to trample my poverty?
"Yes, of course I am happy to serve you, but I want your project to be perfect, so I will use all available resources in the company to serve you exclusively. This is my greatest authority. For general customers, we
We can't give you these. Take a look at this contract. You'd better take a look at it first. If there's no problem, we can sign the contract first and pay an advance payment.
If you have any other concerns, you can raise them. If you are dissatisfied with the contract, we can negotiate and modify it. You see, we have talked so much. You can also express your position to me and think about it before we talk about it, or you can discuss it with your family.
Excuse me, after all, this amount of money is not a small amount, and you may not have the final say. Please wait a moment for me to answer the phone."
Zhao Mingyang stood up and gave the contract to the old man. The alarm clock he set rang, and he pretended to answer the phone. He looked very suspicious of the old man bragging and showed disdain for showing off. He gave the old man the feeling that if you want to brag, just brag, I don't have time.
I'll accompany you.
This is not a way to provoke generals, it is an opportunity for the old man to prepare equipment. If you think I can't afford it, I will spend it to show you. The contrast will shock you.
This old man is so cool that the male protagonist of the novel pretends to be a slap in the face. I guess he has seen it often. Zhao Mingyang also wants to do this. Who doesn't want to do it, but he has no money and can't afford to pretend.
We all know that this kind of pretentious slap in the face has no technical content, but it makes people feel so good and cannot be broken, just like everything is in vain in the face of absolute power, and in the face of absolute money, all complaints and dissatisfaction
It's nothing more than acid.
The same style from Yundi comes once every 8,000 years. Who wouldn’t want to try it? It’s a pity that I don’t have the money. I’m so angry!
The threshold for being a beast in clothes is so high, but with just a few rewards, a vest can work hard to make you happy. Don’t you consider giving a reward?
…
Zhao Mingyang deliberately walked out of the conference room and waited for the old man to look at the contract carefully before preparing his opinions. Zhao Mingyang prepared paper and pen for him on the table.
"Bah!" Hao Ren made a sound to remind Zhao Mingyang to come over.
"Who is that person? You are not a kid from a rich family, coming to buy our company, are you? Leave me the position of art director, the position where you choose models." Hao Ren said.
Zhao Mingyang squinted at Hao Ren and said: "If I were a rich kid, I would let you die of depression. Stop asking about that old man. One of my clients, don't blame me for not reminding you. Stay away from him, otherwise I promise
You're not feeling well, did you see that I drank two cans of herbal tea?"
"What do you mean? Does this old man have the habit of picking up soap? Do you want you to help clear the sewer?" Hao Ren said contemptuously.
"Get lost! I've only entered the Pansi Cave in my life. I won't talk to you anymore. I'll go in first and you do me a favor..." Zhao Mingyang and Hao Ren said in a low voice.
Sun Chengwei, who was passing by, saw Zhao Mingyang and Hao Ren sneaking around and moved forward to hear what they were talking about, but soon he almost died of anger.
"Do you think any idiots will come over and listen to what we have to say?" Zhao Mingyang and Hao Ren said.