Chapter 227

The arrival of new customers in the quiet shop broke the original balance. Of course, it was just an episode. Except that Gao Mu looked at them, others didn't care.

"A million a year, isn't that too much?"

Incredibly looking at Gao mu, the annual salary of one million is about 120000 US dollars according to the exchange rate at this time.

Shao Yibo, who also received an annual salary of more than 100000 US dollars on Wall Street, was still shocked by Gao Mu's salary.

It is also 120000 US dollars, but its value at home and abroad can not be completely measured by figures. In other words, a US dollar is more valuable at home than abroad.

But what is really powerful is not the high salary, but the humble 1% share.

According to Gao Mu's plan, the company's initial registered value is 100 million, which is equal to the initial value of their shares is 1 million. Needless to say, the investment amount of no less than 100 million every year will make these shares appreciate.

For the time being, neither salary nor shares, or the sum of the two, can compare with the value of fun.com at this time. It seems that they have suffered a loss.

But don't forget that long-term dream. You must look longer and farther.

Temporary loss is not loss, long-term money is really money.

I don't expect it to be as wonderful as Gao Mu said, but Shao Yibo and Tan Yangying know that these forward-looking means exposed by Gao Mu must be better than what they do themselves.

Gao Mu now lacks people to help him with his business, and fate makes him find his own two people.

This is an opportunity for Gao mu, but it is not a big opportunity for them.

Outside the store, there was a light rain quietly. After a gust of wind, the light rain turned into heavy rain.

At the same time, the three "gangs" of beer with potstickers made a harsh sound as the beer went down.

"Mr. Gao, I'm glad you can see both of us, and we have received your sincerity. However, this is not a small matter. I hope you can give us some time to consider."

Gao Mu's sincere conditions moved them. More importantly, Shao Yibo and Tan Yangying had a tacit understanding of Gao Mu's back.

They have a belief that Gao Mu does not represent him personally. He should be the spokesman of a large powerful group, and may even be a top childe from the north.

Otherwise, how could there be such strong contacts? In order to find the two of them, or find a suitable partner, he could even use the executive vice president of mordu University.

The illusion that happened to Vice President Jia and Dong Wang once again happened to Shao Yibo and Tan Yangying.

too wonderful for words!

The inconceivable contains the necessity of misunderstanding. Gao Mu's cognition and ability exceed their cognition. It is inevitable to find a reasonable reason for the sudden peace.

The natural and mysterious background identity has become the most reasonable explanation. Once the mysterious background is inserted into Gao mu, everything incredible will naturally become a matter of course.

Gao Mu will not explain this misunderstanding, but will make good use of it. Anyway, it is not his positive recognition and deception. To blame, we can only blame others for their rich imagination.

"No problem." it should be considered: "well, I'll give you three days."

Three days is enough. If he doesn't think about it well or doesn't give him an answer, Gao Mu won't continue to wait.

Losing them is not necessarily his loss, but losing him is definitely their loss.

"Yes, we will give you an answer no matter what we consider within three days."

"I believe you will figure it out in three days and give me a satisfactory answer."

Gao Mu wrote down a Gao and a string of mobile phone numbers on the broken paper and pushed them to Shao Yibo again: "take it away and don't lose it."

a phrase with a double meaning!

Shao Yibo took a look at the phone number, folded it twice smaller, and then carefully stuffed it into the inner bag of the computer bag.

Without Gao Mu's reminding, he will be careful himself. He can't be more careful. The value of this broken paper lies not only in Gao Mu's phone number, but also in the content on it.

That's something that rivals and other people in the industry can't see. It belongs to "Internet secret technology".

"That's it today. I hope we'll see you soon." looking at Shao Yibo's cautious appearance, Gao Mu stood up and shook hands with them, and shouted, "boss, two more potstickers and pack."

Just now, he was not full. Looking at the new eating method of the three "gangs", he was also ready to go back and try Maotai with potstickers to see what it felt like.

By the way, Shao Yibo paid for their pot stickers, carried the packed plastic bag, hummed a little song and took the beauty outside the store.

It doesn't feel good when the door is closed. As soon as the door is opened, the shower is really fierce.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Gao Mu looked at the two people standing outside the door with umbrellas in surprise, asked in surprise, and then suddenly realized that he said to himself: "Oh, the rain is too heavy. How did it come before?"

"Call, take a taxi."

Shao Yibo doesn't know why he stutters here.

"It's hard to take a taxi in such a heavy rain?"

It doesn't belong to the main street here. It's rainy again. Let alone waving a taxi, there's no shadow of a taxi.

"Yes, let's wait together. Anyway, there are only four of us, as long as we have a taxi."

Shao Yibo and Tan Yangying have umbrellas. Gao Mu and Wang Feifei don't even have umbrellas.

"Lend me your umbrella."

Gao Mu didn't respond to his theory of a taxi. Instead, he held out his hand to ask for Shao Yibo's umbrella.

"This..."

Shao Yibo looked at the heavy rain outside, and then looked at Gao Mu and Wang Feifei, who certainly didn't hide an umbrella. Without hesitation, he handed Gao mu the umbrella.

Tan Yangying also has an umbrella in her hand. They can put it together and give Gao Mu one for them to use. It's not impossible.

Then, before he stood under Tan Yangying's umbrella, this beautiful idea was broken by Gao mu.

Seeing Gao Mu holding his big yellow umbrella, he walked into the rain alone and left Wang Feifei alone. He didn't care about her at all.

What's more magical is that Wang Feifei's expression is indifferent, half of her body stands at the half pushed door, leisurely hiding from the rain and watching Gao Mu disappear in the rain.

"Miss Wang, Mr. Gao, is this you..."

"He'll be back in a minute."

Wang Feifei's voice just fell. Not long after Gao Mu disappeared, the rain curtain was torn open, and a square black Mercedes Benz rushed in front of everyone like a tiger in the rain.

Shao Yibo and Tan Yangying were still wondering who was in the Mercedes Benz and why they stopped in front of them. Did they drive in the rain to taste potstickers?

Rainstorm with potstickers, is the taste so magical?

The car stopped steadily, and the Pearl like raindrops knocked on the dark body and glass, slid down and gathered on the ground, forming a water "Pentium" rushing towards the sewer.

Wang Feifei put Chanel in her hand on her head, opened the door and rushed into the co pilot, and the door was quickly closed.

make smooth reading!

Shao Yibo and Tan Yangying are surprised. Is that ok?

The co pilot's window fell, and Wang Feifei's smiling face, which was wiping a few drops of rain, showed up: "get in the car and we'll see you off."

"Oh, No."

Tan Yangying subconsciously waved no, a polite habit that Chinese people have developed for thousands of years.

"It's raining so hard that I can't get a taxi. Besides, how can I return your umbrella if you don't get on the bus?"

From the cab, Gao Mu shouted to them with his head sideways. Before Shao Yibo and Tan Yangying answered, he closed the window.

The rain is too heavy. There is a lot of rain floating into the car with the window open.

Everything is clear. Gao Mu borrowed his umbrella to drive. Hutouben once again proved his economic strength and continued to inject confidence into Shao Yibo and Tan Yangying.

The rear door opened and closed again. The black body tore open the rain curtain again and rushed into the rain.

The story outside the store is wonderful, but outsiders don't know it.

At the same time, the store is also performing a wonderful dialogue.

"Was the little boy talking about a million annual salary just now? Yes, he's going to give the other two a hundred thousand years?"

One of the three "gangs" drank a big beer with a beer bottle.

"You heard it, too. I thought I had sharp ears. I didn't expect you to listen to every word."

The second of the "Gang" put his hand on the mouth of the beer bottle and smiled.

"His ears are certainly no worse than yours. Your two biggest hobbies are listening to the wall. These are real skills that have been practiced over time."

The third of the "Gang" stretched out his chopsticks, sandwiched a fragrant potstickers and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Hey, hey!"

One and two of them gently touched the wine tasting bottle: "you are typical envy. There are some wonderful things you can't hear. It's not our fault! Ahahaha..."

"Fuck off, who wants to listen. I won't participate in such a dirty thing. I really convinced you two. It's not good to have the energy to do something."

"Pull it down. Don't make yourself so lofty. I don't believe you weren't listening to their boasting just now."

"I even heard their cowhide blowing so loudly. However, the cowhide blowing is really powerful. The annual salary is one million. Bah, I still eat potstickers here if I have money? I also pack two customers. It's really an elephant with a pig's nose and green onions."

"Hahaha, that makes sense. How many potstickers can you buy for a million? Have you calculated, boss?"

The shopkeeper had just cleaned up the hygiene of Gao Mu's two tables and passed by the three "gangs" with several empty plates. Then he received their soul torture.

Because of the refreshing environment and good taste, his family sold 60 cents a pot sticker, which belongs to the one with high price.

One million divided by six cents can't be calculated at his accounting level.

So: "you still came too late. You only heard about the annual salary of one million. You didn't hear how big the company they talked about earlier."

"How old?"

"100 billion, or what dollars!"

"Ah... Poof... Ha ha..."