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The position of the buttocks determines the different thinking mode.

Zhang Xiaojian not only has to pay for Songbei Town’s idea, but also pays to all China’s popular animation copyright owners.

This is not only respecting copyright, but also doing great things once and for all.

It's just the position of Song Beizhen's ass, which determines that he thinks this is too absurd... Whether Zhang Xiaojian wants to pay him royalties or ask him to be the director of the future amusement park, it is too unreal for him.

But Shen Ke is not fake, and the twenty-odd professional elites present here are not fake. The three beautiful young ladies in the reception room are also real, so Zhang Xiaojian should not be joking.

Realizing that this matter was not a joke, Song Beizhen swallowed subconsciously, and suddenly had a premonition, as if his ordinary destiny would usher in a turning point from today...

This feeling appeared three times in his life.

The first time was after the college entrance examination, he felt that his life would usher in a bright future...no light

The second time was after graduating from university, he thought his life would usher in a bright spot...not bright.

The third time was the lofty ambition when I started a travel agency with my good friends... and I lost my money in the end.

So he grabbed his beard, and the tingling sensation from his chin made him sober, and he waved his hand quickly: "Don't mention any copyright fees for Dong Zhang. As for the director of the garden, I'm even worse."

Zhang Xiaojian explained: "This amusement park is not for profit, why can't you?"

The implication is that a playground that is not profitable, of course, does not need a director who only focuses on profit.

Zhang Xiaojian said again: "You have been in the tourism industry for many years, and you know all the doors and ways here. I want you to be the head of the garden, not to let you get through these doors and ways, but to play and consume all the traps that everyone is accustomed to. disappear."

Song Beizhen was stunned when he heard the words. He didn't know why he looked at Zhang Xiaojian now and felt that this young man... seemed to look good.

But he shook his head quickly, and he asked the question that came out of his heart and only rushed to his mind: "It's not for profit, what about doing this?"

Zhang Xiaojian didn't answer, but looked around the more than 20 team members at the audience table. It was obvious that Zhang Xiaojian needed them to answer this question.

Yan Ci showed helplessness, and the people on the table frowned, puzzled, or seemed uncomfortable.

But they all knew Zhang Xiaojian's original intention and answer, so in the next second they gave Song Beizhen the answer, "Happy."

happy?

Song Beizhen frowned and looked at Zhang Xiaojian, feeling that the young man in front of him was a liar that looked more and more optimistic.

Zhang Xiaojian added: "It doesn't matter if it's not comprehensive, it doesn't make money. The most important thing is to bring the best service, the best project experience, and of course the happiest happiness to those who come here."

Speaking of Zhang Xiaojian, he rolled up the design drawing on the table, and said: "My initial idea is to restrict admission. We need to find a big data team to work with and calculate how many people are most suitable for the amusement park based on big data. , Restricting so many people from entering the park every day."

"So visitors need to make an appointment in advance. What I hope to see is that each item will not queue for more than ten minutes. Even the most popular items cannot be queued for more than fifteen minutes!"

Song Beizhen rubbed his face. Although he didn't have the position of his butt, he also has years of experience in the travel industry: "But in this way, the income of amusement parks could have been 10 million a day, but it would be reduced to a quarter. One, even more...Does the amusement park want to be overcrowded?"

Zhang Xiaojian glanced sideways at him and said, "Didn't you say that, you don't need to consider the issue of profitability. The income of the amusement park only needs to be enough for the staff's salary, and it is enough to repair and renovate the playground."

Song Beizhen hardly accepted the information, but he still tried hard to accept it. In the end, he could only say: "Okay, I will be unable to convert it for a while."

"Then do you want to be happy?"

"Uh,

"You actually avoid your daughter to go to pedicure secretly?"

"No no..."

"Then how do you know that pedicure is asking the same sentence."

"Cough, cough, Dong Zhang, I am a tourist after all."

Zhang Xiaojian's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he thought of Zhong Lingshuai, who was looking for chicken to detoxify all over the world...presumably if he came to Ningyuan, he would have a good chat with Song Beizhen.

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In front of the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows of Shenke's reception room, Xu Yichen and Song Ci stood side by side, grabbing a handful of spicy rice crust in their hands, and while eating, they looked at the scenery like a small adult.

Every child is often much more mature than adults think, and so are the two of them.

So when the two inexplicable children looked down on the bustling Ningyuan business district, they both had small ideas.

Xu Yichen has nothing to do with it. What he thought of was that he would come to work in this company after he grew up and graduated. There were not only rice crackers, but also good-looking young ladies and his parents.

Song Ci is very promising. She thinks that when she grows up, she must be the boss of such a company and earn a lot of money, so that in the future, her father will not be toiled for the family.

The two children just yearned for this and were silent.

Of course, this silence won't last long. Xu Yichen put a piece of rice crust into his mouth and chewed it loudly, "I don't know when my uncle can finish the meeting."

Hmm... I will naturally take him to play after the meeting.

Xu Yichen was looking forward to what my uncle would take him to play. No, to be precise, he was looking forward to what my uncle would take him and Song Ci to play.

Song Ci realized at this time that his father seemed to have been there for a long time, and he couldn't help but curiously asked: "Xiaochen, what is your uncle asking my father for?"

When Xu Yichen heard this question, he thought about it deeply.

Naturally, I realized that the first time my uncle went to his house to find his dad Xu Zhiming, then... his house suddenly became different.

If his father has time, he will be picked up by a commercial car when he goes to school.

Mom never went to squeeze the bus again, because she and her father worked in the same company.

The food at home seems to be a lot more luxurious than before, even if pork is very expensive recently, his pork has never been cut off.

He often sees his favorite shrimp, and his parents no longer care about things that require money.

After thinking about this, Xu Yichen came to a conclusion, he said to Song Ci: "I'll tell you, based on my past experience, your dad may be going to post."

"why?"

"Because my dad made it like that."

Song Ci still didn't understand, and his fluttering eyes were full of questions: "How did you send it, can you be more specific?"

"My uncle came to my dad, and then my dad sent it. Today my uncle asked your dad, so your dad will send it too."

Song Ci: "..." A question was naturally asked: "Who is your uncle? If you say someone sends someone to send someone to you?"

Xu Yichen threw a piece of rice crust in his mouth again, and looked deeply at the street scene of Ningyuan outside the French windows, pretending to be a worldly expert, and said: "My uncle is a very powerful person."

As soon as the voice fell, thinking of Song Ci’s questioning, Xu Yichen immediately broke his skills and said: “Anyway, don’t ask me too thinly. I don’t know how powerful it is. Anyway, it’s a very powerful person.”

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