Tong Can seems to be quite familiar with the Internet. Although his words are messy, he is generally on the point.
After he finished speaking, Zhang Zhong nodded and said, "It's not bad. It's not unprepared. I can give you authorization and even be your spokesperson."
"Really!" Tong Can was so excited that he almost jumped up from his chair.
"Don't worry, I'm not finished yet."
"Oh, okay, keep talking." Tong Can sat back down with an embarrassed look on his face.
"It's okay to be a spokesperson, but I won't be able to do any work. You can do the publicity yourself, and I won't help you."
Tong Can originally thought that something had happened, but when he heard what Zhang Zhong said, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, you won't have to worry about anything in the game, as long as you, the tiger, can let us pretend to be majestic."
Already."
Zhang Zhong smiled and said, "Okay, you can give me the shares."
Look at...
Tong Can was in a bit of a dilemma. He wanted to give less, because he was afraid that Zhang Zhong would be unhappy, but he couldn't bear to give more.
"What do you think of twenty...thirty?" Tong Can gritted his teeth and said with a look of pain on his face.
Thirty is actually a bit too much, but the main problem is that he has no money now.
He had calculated on his own before that he could get more than one million at most by piecing together things. Just now he told Zhang Zhong that investing two million was just nonsense.
If Zhang Zhong was not given any shares but money directly, maybe the start-up capital of more than one million would be enough to pay for the copyright fees.
If he had tens of millions in hand and gave one or two million to Zhang Zhong, he would save shares.
He has very high expectations for this mobile game. After the early stage and the mobile game becomes popular, I am afraid that the 30% of the shares will not be comparable to one or two million.
Zhang took a serious look at the young man in front of him, but he didn't expect him to be quite courageous. These thirty shares were equivalent to cutting off his flesh.
"Okay, deal." Zhang Zhong nodded simply and agreed to the share distribution plan.
What's there to be dissatisfied about?
If Tong Can didn't come to him, Zhang Zhong wouldn't have a dime.
Of course, if Tong Can didn't look for him, it might be impossible for his mobile game to stand out from other mobile games of the same type. Others would plagiarize faster than him and might have more money than him.
This situation now is a win-win situation for Zhang Zhong and Tong Can.
"After the company is established, let's draft a contract."
Now that the matter is half done, Tong Can also relaxed and said with a smile, "I'm already looking for someone to work on the company, and it's almost done. I'll draft the contract when I get back. Plants..."
Tong Can rubbed his head in confusion, "I don't know your name yet."
"Zhang Zhong, the weight of weight."
"Zhang Zhong..." Tong Can's head turned quickly and he immediately shouted, "So this is what Zhang Qianli meant."
"Well, that's what it means."
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Zhang Zhong didn't chat with Tong Can for long before he stood up and left.
In fact, last night he made an appointment with Zhang Junwei to come over at six or seven o'clock in the evening. However, the kindergarten informed in the morning that school would end early for cleaning today, so Zhang Zhong changed the time to three or four o'clock in the afternoon in order to take Pengpeng to the studio to learn painting.
Their class was almost over now, and he was going to take Pengpeng to have dinner.
Today's general cleaning of their school disrupted several of Zhang Zhong's plans. Originally, he was planning to go to Nanhuai Film Academy to audit in the afternoon, but now the plan has changed and he did not go.
After taking Pengpeng to have dinner, the father and daughter went home very early. He didn't want to stay so late every night. He didn't care. Pengpeng was still young, so it was better to go to bed early.
After going home in the evening and putting Pengpeng to sleep, Zhang Zhong went to his study. He had no plans for new works in the past two days, so he spent most of his time writing large characters.
He wrote a "Manuscript for Nephew Memorial" three times. After finishing the third time, he looked at the sky outside, washed the brush, and went back to the bedroom to sleep without paying attention to the writing on the table.
When he woke up the next morning, Zhang Zhong took Pengpeng to school.
Today is parents day at school.
Zhang Zhong had not attended Parents' Day, so he asked Pengpeng's class teacher, Teacher Qin. Teacher Qin told him that Parents' Day was nothing special, it was just parents taking their children to play at school.
Many parents are at work on Friday and have to take special leave for Parents Day. Zhang Zhong feels this is a bit unreasonable.
Of course, if there are parents who really can't live with it, there is nothing they can do. This kind of thing cannot be forced.
To Zhang Zhong's surprise, Liu Feng, a busy man, actually came to attend Parents' Day.
When Zhang Zhong arrived, Liu Feng was cleaning with a broom.
Liu Feng was relatively fat, and it was a bit difficult to bend down while holding the broom. After swinging the broom a few times, he was already out of breath.
"Dad Zhang, please help me clean up, too."
Teacher Qin brought another broom, and Zhang Zhong took it and joined the cleaning team.
When Liu Feng saw Zhang Zhong, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and a smile appeared on his fat face, "Brother Zhang, you are here too."
"Well, Brother Liu, are you busy with business today?"
"So what if I'm busy? I didn't come over for Parents' Day last year, and Minya complained to me and her mother for a long time. If I don't come this year, she'll be unhappy again."
Zhang Zhong smiled and nodded, "Children are like this. When they see other parents coming, of course they want their own parents to come too."
"Hey, just think of it as exercise."
Liu Feng is usually very pampered, and he probably hasn't even swept the floor at home. The kindergarten yard is big enough for him.
Zhang Zhong is young and has nimble hands and feet. He rushed ahead and swept the yard almost completely. Liu Feng said gratefully from the side, "Brother Zhang, thank you very much."
"Dad Liu, Dad Zhang, have you finished sweeping here? Once you've finished sweeping, please come over and help clean the glass."
Zhang Zhong and Liu Feng turned around, and Teacher Qin stood on the steps and looked at them with a smile.
"Oh, here it comes."
The two looked at each other and both showed a wry smile.
Zhang Zhong was not afraid of work, but he couldn't figure out why he had to come over to sweep the floor since he had already cleaned it yesterday.
After the sanitation is completed, students interact with their parents. In fact, the interaction is nothing. It is nothing more than moving the work from home to school.
Parents take students to do crafts.
The most valuable part of the entire Parents' Day is when the children perform on stage.
It's not the kind of show that's rehearsed in advance. It's all improvised by the students. Whoever wants to perform can just raise their hands on stage.
Without rehearsal, of course the performance of the show would not be very good, but no one cares about the performance of the show.
If some children make mistakes, everyone will find it very interesting to watch.
Today's children are very courageous and very motivated when they say they want to perform.
Pengpeng also came on stage and sang "Little Donkey". The strange and funny lyrics made the parents below giggle.