Jiang You raised his eyebrows and threw the finished smoothie cup into the trash can.

His phone vibrated and it was Lao Cai's WeChat message.

Lao Cai: How was the discussion? Isn’t my niece nice?

Jiang You: She’s so outstanding, I’m afraid I won’t be able to keep up with her.

Lao Cai: What's wrong?

Jiang You thought for a while and then typed: She is very motivated and has ideas at work. The gap will only get wider in the future.

Lao Cai: I understand, hey, she just graduated and is not sensible. I will treat you to dinner later.

Jiang You: OK, let’s have a drink together.

Jiang You put down his phone.

There was still a small amount of smoothie in Tang Butian's cup that had almost turned into water, and she sipped it in small sips.

"Do you usually live in the school dormitory?" Jiang You asked.

Tang Butian shook his head, "I want to practice, so I rented a house next to the school."

"Study, practice, and other special subjects. Are you busy?"

"Fortunately," Tang Butian finished drinking the smoothie. She raised her head and looked at Jiang You with Qiu Shui's clean eyes, "What are you going to do?"

"Looking at the news, it seems that Rouwanwanzi will stay in Tangjiang for a while. For the comic show, her appearance fee will be between 15,000 and 20,000. Take a promotional photo for my store. What do you think of 10,000?

Will she be happy with it? How about I write eight thousand first?"

"So low?"

"It's not too low. If you say it's too high, you might think I have evil intentions. Fortunately, I posted a repost a few days ago to prove my fan status." Jiang You took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo. The information on Rouwanwanzi's homepage read:

He copied the email address of his work contact email, and while writing the email, he said: "Look at those people who have practiced ballet and folk dance since they were young. After more than ten years of practicing boy skills, how much do they get when they go out to perform as a team?"

The audience for dance is not very big. There have been many comic exhibitions in recent years, and these dances are the only ones that make money."

"That's not something a fan would say."

"Although I'm not a fan, I'm one of her earliest fans," Jiang You sent an email. "I still remember the first video Rouwanwanzi submitted. It seemed to have been taken in her neighborhood, and there were people behind her.

Various aunts and uncles were walking around. That video can no longer be found online. She was wearing a pink skirt, with furry cat ears and paws, and a mask. She was very young and cute."

After sending the email, he reached out to pick up the empty cup in Tang Butian's hand and threw it into the trash can. "I seem to be watching her grow up. Her dancing is getting better and better, and her clothes, make-up and lighting are becoming more and more professional.

There are more and more fans, and it feels like we are together and accompanying each other for a period of time."

"Were you having a bad time at that time?" Tang Butian asked.

"It's okay, but I'm tired."

"Why?"

"What?"

"Eager to get a house."

"So that I can relax now. Do you want to watch a movie? There is a cinema in Jiumei Plaza next door. It seems that a superhero movie will be released today."

"Has Meatball replied?"

"The reply tomorrow will be considered timely. This matter cannot be rushed."

Tang Butian thought for a moment, "I'm going back, you can go watch a movie by yourself."

"Okay, I've got a reply. I'll report it to you on WeChat." Jiang You walked to the door and opened it.

Tang Butian walked to the door. She glanced at the pots of sunflowers with their branches removed on the flower stand beside the door, "I'm leaving, no need to send them away."

"Leader, walk slowly."

Jiang You watched Tang BuTian leave. After Tang BuTian's figure completely disappeared outside the yard, he slowly walked to the pond, squatted down, and reached out to stir the water.

The water is very cold.

A group of ants crawled through the cracks in the cobblestones.

When Jiang You woke up the next day, he found that there was a reply to the email.

Click on it, and inside the letter is a quotation and a QR code for a WeChat business card.

Jiang You clicked on the quotation and took a look at it, then he scanned the QR code and added the WeChat account of Maomao, the agent of Meatball Wanzi.

He passed the verification quickly.

He sat up slightly against the back of the bed.

Maomao: Hello, what kind of cooperation do you want?

Jiang You: Well, I hope to take some photos in my store to highlight the features of my store and my yard, and then post the photos online. It would be better if I can say a few words of praise. Or even dance in my yard.

A dance. That's about it.

Maomao: Do ​​you want Wanzi to endorse your store?

Jiang You: I'm just a small shop...

Maomao: A small store can be made bigger, and some topics can be stirred up, so that the publicity effect will be better.

Jiang You: Isn’t it possible to just take a set of photos or a dancing video? My yard is pretty good.

Maomao: In terms of photos and videos, it’s just consumption of Wanzi’s popularity, which brings you traffic. I saw your Weibo, and you are also a fan of Wanzi. You definitely hope that she can go further, right?

Jiang You: Then we can only see if there is a chance in the future.

Maomao: Okay. Let’s work together in the future.

Jiang You put down his phone, scratched his head, took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes, "I'm disgusted."

After putting on his glasses again, he opened the email again and clicked on the quotation, "Two hundred thousand yuan for endorsement for three months. This is a money grab."

He stood up from the bed, stretched a few times, and walked out of the room.

After changing clothes and washing up, I went downstairs and went to Xiaofangzhai for a bowl of noodles as usual.

When paying, he asked Lao Yin: "Do you want to use the car this afternoon?"

"What, you want to use it?"

"Well, I'm going to go to the flower and bird market."

Lao Yin took out the car keys and put them on the counter, "Just park in the back and you can drive it yourself."

"Thank you."

Liumu Flower and Bird Market is in the southernmost part of Yushui District. Jiang You drove Lao Yin's van into the parking lot next to the market.

After getting off the car, he wiped his sweat and looked up at the door of the Liugi Flower and Bird Market.

He found the meaty area and randomly picked a stall.

"How to sell it?"

"The three yuan in front," the stall owner gestured, "4 yuan here, 5 yuan here."

“It’s a bit expensive.”

"Is this expensive? Then tell me a price."

"I want a lot."

"How much?"

"Maybe thirty or forty. I want to make a succulent flower stand."

"how is it like?"

Jiang You took out his mobile phone, found the photo of the shelf, and showed it to the stall owner.

"You need to get a few big pots like this and put them into shapes to make them look good."

"Two pieces each, you can mix it for me, and I'll get the soil and basin from you."

The stall owner nodded, "Okay, just wait and I'll give you some stone medium. Do you want anything else?"

"Water lily, but I don't know if it's easy to get it. I have a small pond."

"Get some seeds. You can put them in the pond today and they will sprout in a week."

"It's okay. By the way, the pomegranate saplings are available in your market. If it's convenient, you can buy them for me together. Five of them will be sent to the car together later."

"I'll make a phone call to get in touch."

After more than an hour, Jiang You bought all the things, and the stall owner moved the things into the car with him.

After sitting down in the driver's seat, he received Maomao's WeChat message.

Maomao: Can I see photos of your store?

Jiang You: Wait a minute, the yard was just finished recently.

He sent five or six photos. Then he took out the mint candy box and threw two in his mouth.

Maomao: I helped you fight with Rouwan. Due to her schedule, she happens to be going to Cultural Street the day after tomorrow. I will give you a dancing video in three hours, and then take some behind-the-scenes footage, okay?

Jiang You: What about the price?

Maomao: Because we have to count the expenses of the makeup artist and photographer, which is 20,000.

Jiang You: Let’s get some discounts.

After five or six minutes, Maomao replied: Eighteen thousand, which is the lowest. The clothes will also be matched according to the style of your yard.

Jiang You: Okay. What time will it be the day after tomorrow?

Maomao: 2pm-5pm.
Chapter completed!