Maybe it was stimulated by the makeup photos of Su Mu and Xie Yutong.
Mr. Ye actually decided to go out in person and shoot a commercial with Su Mu.
Lao Zhang still sees clearly the matter of being a spokesperson.
No matter how good-looking Mr. Ye is, he is still an amateur.
This thing needs a real superstar.
In the end, both parties reached an agreement.
The commercial stars Su Mu, Mr. Ye and Professor Ning in their true colors.
The spokespersons for the Wanqiu brand and Yanpai beauty creams are decided by professionals such as Qingcheng Entertainment and Lao Zhang and Li An.
Of course, the endorsement fees are calculated separately.
With a stroke of his pen, Mr. Ye signed another cash check of 500 million to Lao Zhang.
I like Lao Zhang very much.
The mouse dropped the rice vat.
Poor old Zhang.
I consider myself to have seen a lot of the world.
But for paying so readily, Mr. Ye is definitely the first.
All right.
When Mr. Ye invited guests, he naturally had a big meal, which made Lao Zhang's ears twitch.
His shriveled chest was almost smashed by himself, and all kinds of guarantees, brags, and free gifts were given to Mr. Ye.
When leaving, Mr. Ye personally opened the car door for Lao Zhang.
Su Mu grinned silently as he watched.
He still knows Mr. Ye’s character.
This domineering little girl looks forward when using people, but when not using them...!
Hum hum.
That's called being cold and arrogant.
Mr. Ye also drank a lot of wine at noon. He looked back at Su Mu charmingly and said with a half-smile:
"I'm going to go to the imperial capital in person and ask Sister Yutong to be my spokesperson. How about that?"
Su Mu almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
My day.
small leaves.
Don't scare me?
Did I show my weakness somewhere?
impossible,
That means Mr. Ye is jealous.
Jealous of the makeup photos taken by Lao Zhang.
Can three words like Xie Yutong make you so jealous now?
Woman, your name is Xiaodujichang.
Su Mu immediately said with a serious face:
"Mr. Ye, you have to believe in Lao Zhang's vision. After all, I have retired from acting. We have to find one of the best superstars in the world, just those Hollywood movie queens and movie kings. Others will not be considered. Although I am here,
Domestically, you are a superstar, but internationally, you are still a little behind, but if you are willing to enter the entertainment industry and win the Oscar for Best Actress, it will definitely be just around the corner."
This flattery can be described as simple and crude.
Mr. Ye finally smiled.
Su Mu felt relieved and immediately hit the snake and put it on the stick:
"Hehe, when the time comes, wife, look at our commercial, it will definitely kill everything in seconds. Don't worry about my acting skills. I will not hold you back. Do you want me to do a scene for you? An actor's self-cultivation,
I know everything by heart."
Ye Wanqiu glanced at Su Mu gently:
"So you can hook up with so many women? Right?"
Su Mu...!
One shot kills.
well.
Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory.
Little Ye Zi, just wait.
I can't deal with you. I'll wait for my son to help me.
After sending Mr. Ye back to the company, he was just about to leave when he was called to the office by Mr. Ye:
"Where did you want to go again?"
Su Mu grinned.
No longer hiding anything from Mr. Ye, he simply told him that he had secretly established a financial investment company.
Mr. Ye didn't pay much attention at first.
After all, she thinks it is just a small company.
But the more I listened, the more something was definitely wrong.
Especially when Su Mu mentioned the cross-shareholding of SUP Group, Mr. Ye became furious on the spot.
"Why are you starting another company? Isn't Tianxing Group not enough for you?"
Su Mu smiled and spread his hands:
"I still have some pocket money on hand. Instead of letting it grow moldy in my account, I might as well use it to invest. There will be many ways in the future. Remember to keep this matter confidential, as long as you know."
Mr. Ye actually had a vague guess.
This stinky man of my own has a mysterious identity and an insanely rich net worth. It’s like the bank belongs to his family, and he must be the note-issuing bank. It’s extremely mysterious.
Su Mu was willing to tell her some things, but she didn't ask too many questions.
After all, no matter how controlling Mr. Ye is, if he doesn't have this sense of propriety, he is not worthy of being liked by a dog man like this.
Su Mu didn't say a lot of things. The most she could do was make insinuations and sarcastic remarks, and she would never ask persistent questions.
Mr. Ye is certainly not stupid.
Such a treasured dog man suddenly appeared next to him. He was good at everything. Even if grandpa had the ability, he would not be able to recruit such a legendary man with his own money. The kind of country that spends tens of billions of money would not be able to recruit him.
Trained super agents.
Su Mu completely matched her impression of a super agent.
Almost exactly the same.
Later, he gradually learned the identity of his sect's young master. Mr. Ye now knows a lot about the secretive and mysterious ancient martial arts world, and he can be called a little expert.
The unit of money for ordinary people is yuan.
Her monetary unit is ten thousand.
As for this bitch of my own, his unit has always been worth 100 million.
Below this unit, he will not consider it.
Despite the fact that he always likes roadside stalls, he would like to break a penny into two flowers.
But his actions were absolutely insane.
Mr. Ye didn't say anything about tipping when staying at a hotel in Hong Kong Island, but he felt distressed for several days.
So, how much pocket money must he have?
How secretive is that?
Mr. Ye is so smart. She looked at Su Mu and sneered:
"You wouldn't say this to every woman, would you?"
Su Mu originally wanted not to say too much to the women around him.
Because this can easily cause them a lot of psychological pressure.
Among the people around me, my elder sister Xie Yutong knew the most.
But then I thought about it.
He even wants to hide it from the woman he loves most, what the hell is he doing?
So he simply poured the beans into Mr. Ye's hands through a bamboo tube.
He told Mr. Ye everything about the meaning and value of SUP Group's existence.
Finally, there is a touching summary:
"Honey, this is the ultimate guarantee I leave to you and your future children. Just be aware of it. In short, just treat this company as if it doesn't exist. Do you understand?"
Being trusted by a man like this, Mr. Ye felt sweet in his heart and asked gently:
"Then do you still have pocket money? Why don't I give you some?"
Su Mu shook his head triumphantly:
"Don't mention this, you and I will never wrong ourselves."
Mr. Ye pouted:
"Then tell me, how much money do you have now?"
Su Mu shook his head.
Mr. Ye asked tentatively:
"Ten billion?"
Su Mu continued to shake his head.
"One hundred billion?"
Su Mu still shook his head.
Mr. Ye's face immediately looked a little strange.
She stared at Su Mu suspiciously:
"Is it okay for you to use your sect's wealth casually? That's not yours."
Mr. Ye is still somewhat worried that his bad man spends money like water. If the sect goes bankrupt, no one will be able to fill the hole.
Su Mu laughed and had a dazzling gold coin in his hand:
"Nonsense, it's all my own money and has nothing to do with the sect. Do you know what this is?"
Women are naturally very sensitive to shiny things.
She grabbed it directly.
The manufacturing process of the Mysterious Gold Coin is so advanced that when you hold this thing in your hand, it is a work of art.
"What's this?"
"Mysterious gold coins are real hard currencies that are secretly circulated only in aristocratic families and sects. One gold coin can be exchanged for 100 million US dollars."
Mr. Ye’s five white and slender fingers immediately grasped:
"Where did it come from? How many do you have?"
Su Mu smiled and raised five fingers on one hand.
"Fifty? Five hundred?"
Seeing that the dog man was still shaking his head, Mr. Ye's expression gradually became gloomy, then gradually became frightened, and he stammered:
"How many do you have?"
Su Mu shrugged easily:
"About... 500 million pieces."
Mr. Ye's vision went dark, and he fell straight down.