Reborn in 2009, earn 500 million first

"Hey, Xiao Zheng, it's so late, what do you want from me?" The middle-aged man turned away from the screen and glanced at the foreman, then continued to stare at the screen while clicking the mouse continuously.

"Manager, this young man said he wanted to see you, so I brought him to see you," the foreman known as Xiao Zheng explained.

"Looking for me? What are you doing?" the greasy middle-aged man replied without looking up from the screen.

"This little brother said he wanted to borrow an artist from our hotel. I couldn't make the decision, so I brought him to your side," the foreman explained.

"Borrow our hotel's artists? Xiao Zheng, you are now the foreman. You don't even think about this kind of thing and just bring someone to my side. Our hotel doesn't have enough artists for the National Day, how can we borrow them?" "Go out and disturb me from playing games." The middle-aged people stood up so angry that the fat on their faces shook. After saying the last sentence with a bad attitude, they impatiently waved their hands away like shooing away flies.

Seeing the manager's attitude, the foreman felt a little annoyed. This young man was so young, so I brought him over when he said he wanted to borrow an artist. I really didn't think twice. What she hopes most now is to take the young man and leave here immediately. Thinking of her, she pulled Wu Feng and planned to take him out together.

"20, I'll just borrow it for one day tomorrow. If they need to perform tomorrow night, I'll send them back to you the morning after tomorrow." Wu Feng dodged the foreman's hand and immediately offered the conditions.

As soon as his words came out, the foreman and manager were stunned for a moment.

"How much did you say? 20?" The fat body of the middle-aged man who was about to sit down stood up again in shock at Wu Feng's offer.

"Yes, 20. I will pay you a deposit of 10 first, and then I will pay the rest after everything is done." Wu Feng said. In his previous life, Xu Xin was very much like his father in his attitude towards spending money. If he had money, he would spend more, and if he had no money, he would spend less. He was not that kind of miser. Now that he has so much money, why would he not spend it?

For the hotel manager, this 20 yuan is almost half a year's salary. If the hotel transfers some artists from other places and lends the hotel people to him, it is not him who has the final say in reimbursing the company. It's not his. Thinking of this, the manager's heart became lively.

"Xiao Zheng, you have done a good job in this matter. I will give you a bonus of yuan this month. Go and call Director Zhang who is leading the team. By the way, just tell Director Zhang that I will look for him. Don't worry about anything else." Say, do you understand?" the manager told the foreman. He eats meat but he still understands why others drink soup.

"I understand, manager, I'll call him over right away." When the foreman heard the unexpected surprise of an extra five thousand yuan this month, the depressed mood just now was swept away, and he walked cheerfully to find Director Zhang. As for the meaning of Manager Wang's last instruction, if she didn't understand it, then she, the foreman, shouldn't do it.

"What's your name, little brother? Please sit down first and I'll pour you a cup of tea to quench your thirst." Perhaps for the sake of money, the manager made a 180-degree turn and let Wu Feng sit on the sofa next to him. I personally made a cup of tea for Wu Feng.

"If you don't have a surname of Wu, just give me the character Feng," Wu Feng replied.

"Oh, little brother Wu Feng, you are young and promising, and you have the courage to do things. Brother, I wonder how much older you are. You can call me Brother Wang. This is my business card." After the manager said this, he held the business card in both hands and handed it to Wu respectfully. peak. There is no arrogance at all. Any idiot knows that this young man borrowed a few artists and asked for 20 yuan. He is definitely not an ordinary person.

Wu Feng took the business card and glanced at it. On it was the title, General Manager of Wynn International Hotel: Wang Youyou, and below was the contact information.

Wu Feng shook his head noncommittally when he saw the name and put the business card into his pants pocket. His attitude when he first came in was not friendly.

"Brother Wu's accent sounds more like Jinling's than our Huduo people. I wonder if I'm right?" Manager Wang said.

Wu Feng ignored this accent issue. In order to prevent his secret from being exposed at home, he always spoke with a Jinling accent. He was also with Yao Juan here, so he didn't change it.

In fact, Manager Wang was trying to test Wu Feng's background, and Wu Feng didn't care. In his opinion, it was just a one-time deal, he paid the money, and he was the one to do it, so he didn't beat around the bush and said directly.

"Yes, I came from Jinling. We are getting married in Jinling and there are no performances here in Huduo. My cousin is getting married tomorrow night. I would like to invite artists from your side to perform at my cousin's wedding tomorrow night."

"That's no problem, it's just the cost..." Manager Wang smiled flatteringly at Wu Feng mid-sentence.

Wu Feng felt a chill as he watched.

"Open Alipay, I'll pay you 10 first, and I'll give you the rest after the wedding is over." Wu Feng didn't waste any more nonsense.

"Hey, hey, how can this be so embarrassing..." Manager Wang said he was embarrassed, but his hand movements did not show any embarrassment.

With lightning speed, he took out his mobile phone and opened Alipay, fearing that Wu Feng would regret it if it was too late and the deal would not be completed.

Wu Feng was a little speechless. Master Zhang hadn't come here yet, and he didn't know if they could coordinate an artist. He just nodded and agreed. Wu Feng didn't care. Whether he could coordinate an artist had nothing to do with him.

So Wu Feng directly scanned Manager Wang's Alipay and paid him a deposit of . He planned to charter a car to take the artist to Jinling tomorrow morning. It was already too late tonight.

After transferring the money, I just put my phone in my pocket when it rang again.

"Manager Wang, let me answer the phone first." Wu Feng greeted Manager Wang and answered the phone.

"Wait for me in the lobby on the first floor. I'm talking to Manager Wang about artists. I'll go down after the talk." Wu Feng hung up the phone after saying that. After hanging up the phone, Wu Feng suddenly realized that these artists still had to find a bus to take them to Jinling.

"By the way, does your hotel have a chartered bus? It can take the artists directly to Jinling, and how many artists do you plan to bring?" Wu Feng didn't want to find the bus himself, so he could just leave it to the hotel.

Maybe one hundred thousand yuan has been received. Manager Wang said with a smile, "Yes, our hotel has three minibuses that can seat more than people. It's enough to transport them. We have artists. I plan to provide nine old people." Master, their apprentices won’t be leaving. I have to leave some people here, so I’ll waive the bus fare for you.”

The number of people reported by Manager Wang is similar to Wu Feng's mental number. With their several programs, Wu Feng's brother-in-law and Yao Juan, they should be able to put together two or three hours!

At this time, there was a knock on the door. It must be that Master Zhang had arrived. This time, Manager Wang walked over and opened the door in person.

"Director Zhang, please come in quickly. Have you been busy these two days?" Manager Wang said and asked Master Zhang to sit on the sofa.

"Let me introduce to you, this is Brother Wu, and this is our Director Zhang, the director of our Huduo County Cultural Bureau," Manager Wang introduced to Wu Feng.