Malok spat in Jameson's face, cursed two words, and strode away.
The pace is very fast, and it feels like you don't recognize your relatives.
In Jameson's eyes, this was a look of resentment as he was betrayed by a friend he was sure of.
In fact, from the bottom of his heart, Malok felt a little guilty for how this matter ended.
After all, it's not enough to fool such a guy around before he leaves. If he does it again unceremoniously, he will be directly nailed to the pillar of shame.
Isn’t it a bit too much to do this kind of thing, but you can’t do it if you don’t do it. The money given by Boss Shen is too much. If you don’t do it, how can you be worthy of the money given by Boss Shen!
It's a matter of loyalty to others. So, he could only do it to Jameson like this.
However, he felt that he was already a little conservative. If he met such a person in reality, he would punch him with a fist, instead of just spitting in anger like he did now.
The bleeding thing must be Jameson's nose.
He felt that if he really took action, Jameson would be too embarrassed to fight back. He could only wipe his nose with a handkerchief and apologize to himself with a smile.
Or say to yourself, let’s make things clear and we will no longer be friends.
I am always too soft-hearted, no wonder some people say that I am not a qualified actor.
Just after Mallock left, Jameson wiped the spittle from his forehead with a handkerchief. He said to Xiao Song who was about to help him: "Dear Song, this is the price of success."
"But you have to remember, we are the winners; the guys who are angry, the guys who seem hysterical, they are the losers."
Having said this, Jameson threw the handkerchief in his hand directly to the ground, and then said in a solemn tone: "Only losers will be angry and vent, but we winners can only enjoy it."
"Thank you for your teaching." Xiao Song looked at Malok and said in a sincere voice: "Your teaching has made me understand a lot."
"I will definitely not disappoint your expectations, and I will definitely become a successful person."
Jameson left, with a look of arrogance on his face. His steps looked so determined, because in his hands, he held the contract that represented his victory.
Standing on the second floor, Shen Lin finished watching this wonderful show. In his opinion, Malok's performance, although there was still room for improvement, was considered perfect.
In any case, he has vividly performed the image of a person who is extremely angry after being betrayed by a friend.
I'm afraid no one else is at his level.
I just don’t know what Jameson will think when he knows that this matter is a drama from beginning to end.
"Shen Lin, what should I do with the money?" Lu Xiaorong looked melancholy as he held the check with 400,000 US dollars written on it.
Four hundred thousand dollars!
This is four hundred thousand dollars!
Although Lu Xiaorong had also seen money, at this time, she was still a little frightened by such a large amount of money.
This is almost more than two million, and I heard that it would be worth more if exchanged privately.
When he got the check, Lu Xiaorong felt excited, feeling that it was the result of his and Shen Lin's labor.
But after walking around the house, Lu Xiaorong suddenly discovered that he had no place to spend the four hundred thousand dollars.
The family has everything and lacks nothing, so she has no idea what to do with the money.
After struggling for a while, Lu Xiaorong came to Shen Lin's side.
Looking at Lu Xiaorong who was a little confused, Shen Lin smiled and said, "Honey, do you think our family is short of money?"
"There seems to be no shortage." Lu Xiaorong rolled his eyes at Shen Lin and couldn't help but think of the situation a year ago when he couldn't even get out five yuan in his hand.
This made her feel a little emotional. In more than a year, her family and herself had undergone earth-shaking changes.
And the source of this change is all because of Shen Lin.
"Since there is no shortage, let's donate it and use the money to build a beautiful library in Dongzhou." Shen Lin said solemnly.
At a time when the per capita salary had just risen to 60 or 70, more than two million was really not a small amount of money. It was easy to build a three- or four-story library.
Lu Xiaorong was stunned. She never thought that Shen Lin's advice to her was to donate the money.
This is more than two million!
Just when Lu Xiaorong felt a little incredible in his heart, he heard Shen Lin continue: "Xiaorong, our family is not short of this money. Keeping it will only increase some numbers. And if we build a library, then How many people can it benefit?”
"After all, our city's library is too old and doesn't even have a decent reading room."
Shen Lin only talked about helping people, but his most important purpose was not mentioned. In fact, he was using this method to build a golden body for Lu Xiaorong.
Originally, Lu Xiaorong's winning of the Science Fiction Award has already raised Lu Xiaorong's status rapidly, and selling the movie rights for US$400,000 will arouse endless envy. If there is no shortage of money, donate the money to build a library Museum, then Lu Xiaorong's influence will skyrocket in the future.
At the very least, some of the honors that should be given will come in droves.
Lu Xiaorong naturally didn't understand what Shen Lin was thinking. She used to go to the library often. Thinking of the library's state of disrepair, Lu Xiaorong made up her mind.
When she thinks about things, she is quite emotional. She feels that it is the right thing to do, so she donates it as long as there is no shortage.
"Okay, just donate it." At this point, she pulled Shen Lin and said, "You can donate it with me."
Shen Lin waved his hand and said, "Daughter-in-law, we can't do this together. You are the one with a job now."
"You should go to your president and ask him to take you to donate the money. By the way, let those who persuade you to sell the movie rights for a thousand dollars see how much our movie rights are worth. How much."
"Four hundred thousand dollars, blind their eyes."
Although Lu Xiaorong was not troubled by this incident in the past two days, her heart was moved after listening to Shen Lin's words.
After all, she felt a little uncomfortable listening to what someone said.
"Okay, I'll go then." As he spoke, Lu Xiaorong took the check and was about to walk out. But after taking only three or two steps, Lu Xiaorong stopped.
"Husband, do you really want to donate it?" Lu Xiaorong looked back at Shen Lin and asked with some anxiety.
"Of course I have to donate it, don't worry, our family is not short of money!" Shen Lin said to Lu Xiaorong: "This is a windfall in the first place. Wouldn't it be better if we donate it to help more people?"
Although Lu Xiaorong was encouraged by Shen Lin two or three times, she was still a little hesitant when she walked out of the house, so much so that she looked back three times when she walked out of the house.
