Chapter 502 I, Sawyer, Slipped Away!

Lin Cong didn't know who Zhou Yuwen was, but Zhou Yuwen was about the same age as him in this room, and the two had the same views, so Lin Cong was of course eager to stand in line.

The most important thing is that he has just returned to China now, and he doesn't have any fun friends around him. He always thought that his family was ordinary, so he got along with ordinary friends. Now that he is suddenly made a son-in-law, he must not To adapt, I wanted to find a friend of the same class, and in Lin Cong's view, Zhou Yuwen was of the same class, so Lin Cong must be in a hurry to recruit Zhou Yuwen into his gang.

Lin Jianwang also meant the same thing, he said: "Xiao Zhou, you should build this online platform together with Lin Cong, we old fellows don't understand this new thing, and I don't know how to leave it to this kid alone." Don't worry, with you watching, I can rest assured, and have a good time with you, brother Zhou, no, you are younger than our Xiaocong, right? Learn from your brother Zhou, you are amazing, you are only nineteen years old We're making a movie."

Lin Cong was still a little cautious now, and immediately stood up after hearing this and said, "Oh, let me toast Brother Zhou."

Seeing Lin Cong standing up, Zhou Yuwen naturally followed suit, saying he didn't dare to do so.

"Brother Cong, you can just call me Yuwen, I'm just working for President Song, nothing special." Zhou Yuwen said modestly.

Lin Jianwang was from a soldier, and his temper was also very hot. He frowned after hearing this: "What are you working for!? My nephew, why are you being modest? If you really want to work, then come to my place to work, and what to do with him."

Song Baizhou just laughed over there when he heard this, Lin Jianwang was also joking, and he laughed too, Zhou Yuwen's face was calm, but Lin Cong still didn't understand what it meant, so he felt that Zhou Yuwen was very powerful and polite He said to ask Zhou Yuwen to take care of himself more in the future.

The two of them didn't have much to talk about. Lin Cong was a jerk player abroad. He played games every day and was tricked when he was in a relationship. So they could only talk about games. He asked Zhou Yuwen if he played games? What do you like to play?

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The original form of torture?

Grand Theft Auto?

Assassin's Creed?

There are only a few games these days, and Tencent games are not played much abroad, so Lin Cong and Zhou Yuwen chatted about it. It happened that Zhou Yuwen had played a little bit, so the two chatted quickly.

Lin Jianwang and Song Baizhou also drank some wine over there. Lin Jianwang blushed easily when drinking, and smiled and said with a big belly: "Look at how well these two boys play."

"Yuwen, listen to Uncle, just do the live broadcast with your Brother Cong. He doesn't understand anything. Please help me. I will give you a 10% equity incentive. What do you think? You are worth the price " Lin Jianwang, an old fox, said this out of drunkenness, he planned to invest 500 million for Lin Cong to learn how to invest, and 10% for Zhou Yuwen was 50 million.

Zhou Yuwen likes money, but he doesn’t get rewarded for nothing. This kind of cheap food is not interesting to eat. However, Zhou Yuwen wants to get involved in the live broadcast industry. The one that makes money, and the other one is the live broadcast platform. Everyone knows that it is the property of the prince of One Da. Whoever doesn't give face is equivalent to giving himself an express train to get on the train.

Zhou Yuwen thought for a while, and Lin Cong said over there: "Promise, Yuwen, the female anchors I'm looking for are all with long legs, you promise to like them, and there will be three or four of us brothers."

As he spoke, Lin Cong already hugged Zhou Yuwen's shoulder familiarly.

Lin Jianwang frowned unhappily when he heard this, Song Baizhou smiled secretly, raised his wine glass and said, "President Lin, your son is a man of temperament."

Lin Jianwang waved his hand: "The mud cannot support the wall."

Zhou Yuwen saw that Lin Cong sincerely pulled him into the group, thought for a while and said, "Mr. Lin, since the kindness is hard to turn down, then I am really embarrassed to refuse, but a gentleman is not easy to eat, I will take 10% of your shares, and I will take it for real." Gold and silver are here to buy, but I don’t have that much money right now, so I’ll write an IOU to Mr. Lin, and after a year, I’ll return Mr. Lin’s 50 million yuan, as me joining the gang.”

Lin Jianwang waved his hand: "It's unnecessary."

Zhou Yuwen was stubborn.

Song Baizhou admired Zhou Yuwen's stubbornness. He said, "Let him write it. I'll guarantee it for him."

To be honest, Lin Jianwang really never thought that his son could make money by doing this live broadcast platform, and he was already planning to lose money if he took out the 500 million yuan.

Now that Zhou Yuwen said that he would pay fifty million in IOUs, Lin Jianwang is not willing to do so. You said that if this son loses money in business in the future, he will have to pay fifty million in return. He wanted to sell well, but now it’s not that he didn’t sell well. Still making people unhappy?

So Lin Jianwang really wanted to refuse, but seeing that Song Baizhou had agreed, he thought to himself, alas, if you agree, just agree, at worst, just tear up the IOU in the future.

Now is the time to drink, and writing IOUs is a little bad, Lin Jianwang said that you two will talk about these things later, let's drink now.

Lin Jianwang held Zhou Yuwen's hand there, seemingly drunk, but the old fox was not drunk at all, and said to Zhou Yuwen, "Xiao Zhou, I am the only son who just returned to China. I understand, you have to take him with you more, don't worry, uncle will not treat you badly, I treat you as my nephew."

Song Baizhou was drinking Moutai over there, as if he didn't hear it.

Zhou Yuwen never dreamed that one day the richest man in the future would hold his hand and let him take his noble son. Lin Jianwang continued to say to Lin Cong: "Boy, don't think that Yuwen is younger than you, he knows more than you. You just returned to China, don't make any messy friends in China, learn more from Yuwen, listen to Yuwen more, you know?"

Lin Cong is naturally obedient now, nodded quickly, and said with a smile: "That's for sure, Yuwen will be my younger brother in the future."

Regarding their drunken nonsense, Zhou Yuwen just listened there, maybe with a smile on his mouth, but he was more sober than anyone else in his heart, he couldn't help turning his head and glanced at Song Baizhou who was drinking alone over there.

But Song Baizhou just acted like no one was there.

The banquet for the four of them lasted until about nine o'clock in the evening. Lin Jianwang said: "Okay, you two go out to play, we old guys have something to say, Xiao Zhou, take your brother with you. Listen to your brother in China , do you hear me?"

So like this, Zhou Yuwen came out of the private room out of nowhere, with Lin Cong, who looked a little not very smart, behind him.

The first sentence after leaving the private room is: "Hey, brother Zhou, I know an Internet cafe with a very good environment. Let's go play some games, I'm a thief!"