132 Where is my salary? (thousands
"The so-called aesthetics is nothing more than a cultural competition among everyone, and it depends on who can influence whom."
"After saying that we have a cultural heritage of 5,000 years and a population of 1.4 billion, why can't we influence the aesthetics of the world?"
"Since you want to be a model company, just become bigger, cultivate your own fashion art master, and then become the world's fashion master. You can completely combine modern trends with Chinese historical elements to create a new trend!"
"You can keep your eyes closed and make up for it. In the entire New York Times Square, 80% of women, no matter whether they are white, black, or yellow, are walking around in our traditional Hanfu. Doesn't they feel a bit like a fairyland?"
...
Don Pudding kept showing his views.
Well, he didn't know whether others could make up for this picture, but he successfully made up for that picture...
Xu Xiaotian still had no expression on his face.
Luo Daxiong showed a rather intent expression, but unfortunately he was driving and couldn't close his eyes and make up for it.
"Well, I think it can also combine Chinese classical elements with lo skirt culture..."
"Haha." Xu Xiaotian sneered.
"Don't say anything if you don't invest."
Don Puding directly retorted.
"Who said I don't invest? I'll invest 100 million!"
Xu Xiaotian was furious.
The young master will not show his power and will not treat him as a rich second generation?
"Don't say anything if you don't have money."
Don Puding retorted again.
No sound anymore.
Is there a Xu family of one billion?
There must be!
However, the gap between the second generation and the first generation is that the former has no right to determine.
With Xu Xiaotian's calmness, he would call him directly to ask for 100 million yuan in business, and he would definitely be able to give it to him.
But multiplied by ten times, Xu Xiaotian knew very well that his father would not agree.
"I can only invest 100 million!"
Luo Daxiong glanced at the little boy beside him and spoke.
"Well, that's the decision. The model company's start-up capital is 1.2 billion. For example, I don't care what the company is called, and the word "technology" is added to it." Tang Puding asked again.
"Technology? Which technology of science and technology?"
Luo Daxiong was stunned. A good model company, add technology?
"Yes, yes, how about it? Do you feel like you're becoming tall and tall immediately? You feel like you're overtaking, punching, hitting, and kicking Samsung?" Tang Puding said with interest.
No one said anything.
"Forget it, you will know when the time comes."
Tang Puding said in a daze.
It took only a long time before he began to miss Chen Cheng who was still dealing with things in Xingcheng...
It’s better to be your own driver, no matter what he says, it’s right to praise him without any brains.
When he encountered these people who could not speak, he could not get the pleasure of his terrible vanity after being satisfied.
"I think the model company with the word "technology" must be very special. This model company will definitely be very interesting after it is operated. Brother Nobita, you have to work hard!"
Qin Yao spoke at the right time.
Well, better than nothing.
Tang Puding turned his head and looked at Qin Yao beside him, "Well, a woman is still sensible."
Luo Noxiong nodded and said, "That's what it's decided."
His purpose was to spend money to create a modeling company. He didn't even think about the specific operation. How could he care about the name?
But there is one thing Luo Daxiong is serious!
At least you have to bankrupt a company and let someone who harasses him be banned in the industry!
...
After a few words, I decided to make a big project worth 1.2 billion yuan, but the people in the car didn't seem to feel that much.
Too……
All of them have seen the world...
Even if Qin Yao stayed with Tang Puding for a long time, she would have no idea about money...
It’s like even if you are a poor person, you can get along with people with a net worth of tens of billions or hundreds of billions of dollars every day, and you will gradually feel that money is just a number...
Just how can a poor man get along with a super rich man with hundreds of billions of dollars? It is still a world problem that needs to be solved urgently.
For Xu Xiaotian...
Well, he has seen a lot of money and has no feeling.
As for Don Pudding...
He was just playing...
Not to mention just playing with money, he is not afraid of even playing with life...
I won’t say it if I can’t die. The most terrifying thing is to start over again...
Once there are too many things, I don’t want to cherish them anymore.
Even if it's human life...
Of course, there are occasional exceptions.
After a few minutes of quiet inside the car, Xu Xiaotian suddenly spoke.
"By the way, I've done so many things during the summer vacation, you haven't paid me a salary yet, right? Don Pudding!"
This sentence seems so thorny in the quiet carriage...spicy ears.
"Wait, did I have auditory hallucinations just now? It seems that someone said he would have to pay?"
Don Puding asked, looking at the girl beside him.
Luo Daxiong couldn't help but turn his head and glance at him. Xu Xiaotian's face was already red.
"It doesn't seem! Shouldn't I be paid?"
Xu Xiaotian couldn't help it and repeated it again.
"You're still short of money?"
Don Puding said in surprise.
"Who said I was poor?"
Xu Xiaotian replied in a muffled voice.
"But I have given you the opportunity to become a world's top programmer, giving you the opportunity to fight against the world's program giant in the future, and allowing you to realize your ideal that has been buried in your heart for many years. As a result, you are asking me for a salary now? Do you want to graduate directly after entering school?"
Don Puding said with confidence...threatening.
"I……"
"What are you? In order to allow you to surpass me, I have tried my best to teach you everything I know for free, let you write programs to train yourself, so as to improve your ability, and make it possible for you to achieve the goal of defeating me one day, but you actually ask me for money?"
"You are not conscience! Ask Qin Yao, ask Qi Chen, in the three years of high school, I worked hard to help them make up for their lessons, improve their grades, and waste countless time they should have used to play to study. Have they asked me for money?"
Tang Puding was full of momentum and a series of rhetoric questions with a slight aggrieved look, which made Xu Xiaotian completely unable to respond.
Although I can clearly feel that there are a little problem in this guy's logic, Xu Xiaotian has no way to refute it!
He took the initiative to ask to join the Miscellaneous Science Research Institute...
It was him who took the initiative to declare war on Don Puding...
He took the initiative to study the new operating system...
He did learn the skills of Don Pudding and then surpass this guy...
...
Qin Yao's mouth began to twitch...
She found it was really hard to hold back her smile when she stayed by Don Pudding’s side...
Just like now, she knew she really shouldn't laugh out loud...
But I can't help it!
She could only subconsciously place a piece of flesh on Tang Puding's waist with her little hand, then skillfully clamped up a piece of waist flesh with her two fingers, and then twisted it hard by habit.
"Hey...hehe, Xu Xiaotian, given what you said just now, I really want to ask you, should we discuss the tuition fee issue?"
Don Pudding, who suffered for no reason, said viciously.
"Ahem, the east gate has arrived. Are your teacher standing at the intersection of the two?"
Chapter completed!