The Witch

When she returned to her residence, Wu Miaomiao's emotions had stabilized much, but she was still not very happy, sitting on the sofa pouting.

The baby noticed that the atmosphere was not right, so she didn't dare to laugh heartily. She nestled in her owner's arms, motionless, quiet and well-behaved.

Ji Lang poured a glass of water into Wu Miaomiao's hand: "Drink some water."

"Thank you, Xiang Gong." Wu Miaomiao's voice was still nasal at this time, and he lowered his head and took a sip.

Ji Lang twisted his eyebrows uncomfortably. He had never seen Wu Miaomiao like this before. He was puzzled. Isn't it because the business is losing money, and it's not a big business that has gone bankrupt. How did he react so much?

"Yiguan's money is my salary, so no matter how much you take, it is actually our own money to a certain extent." Ji Lang hopes he has said so, Wu Miao Miao can Feel more comforted.

Wu Miaomiao paused, turned his head to look at Ji Lang, and said, "But Xiang Gong, he is too poor. Have you deducted his salary?"

Ji Lang twitched his mouth. Of course, he didn't deduct Yiguan's salary, but that won't be the case in the future.

"Do you want to set a minimum fee?" Ji Lang suggested.

Wu Miaomiao's face was puzzled.

"Every time you charge you are charged at 10% of the other party's net worth, and you are charged proportionally. If you meet a rich person, you will naturally make more. But if you meet a poor person like Analysys, then you won’t be able to take it. How much is it? So it’s better to set a minimum fee, such as 100,000 yuan as the lowest. All net worth less than one million will be charged 100,000, and those with a net worth of more than one million will be charged proportionally.” Ji Lang said in detail.

With this minimum charge, Wu Miaomiao shouldn't lose money again.

"No." Wu Miao didn't want to shook his head. "Our Wu family's rule is to charge one-tenth. Regardless of whether the customer is poor, low or rich, the uniform standard has been the same since ancient times. It cannot be changed easily."

"Then you never thought that you might lose money like today?" Ji Lang asked.

If the standard of the Wu clan has been this since ancient times, then it is impossible to meet the rich every time, so you should be psychologically prepared to lose money.

"I thought about it." Wu Miaomiao nodded.

Ji Lang was surprised: "Since I have thought about it, then what are you doing today..."

Wu Miaomiao knew that Ji Lang was talking about what she was crying just now, and she immediately lowered her head in embarrassment, and awkwardly picked the carpet under the coffee table with her feet.

Seeing her like this, Ji Lang couldn't bear to ask again, just as Wu Miaomiao's mental tolerance was not enough. I thought it was the same thing, but I really wanted to meet it but couldn't accept it.

"I didn't cry today because I was losing money." After a while, Wu Miaomiao spoke suddenly.

Ji Lang was puzzled, turned his head and looked around, and saw Wu Miaomiao still lowered his head, holding the baby's short hands with both hands, unconsciously clicking and clicking to relieve the embarrassment.

"Although I didn't expect Yiguan to be so poor at the beginning, even if I knew that Yiguan was so poor at the beginning, I should take this business." Wu Miaomiao explained, "We Wu clan do business and do not look at each other. The net worth depends on personal preference. We are willing to take this business and will accept it. Generally, we don't ask the customer's net worth in advance. One-tenth of the net worth is also to ensure that our customers can afford it. If The price is 100,000 or 1 million at the beginning, so many people can't afford us."

The more Ji Lang listened, the deeper his doubts.

"The reason I cry is because of you." Wu Miaomiao glanced at Ji Lang quickly.

Ji Lang was startled, completely stunned: "Me?"

"Yeah." Wu Miaomiao nodded, and whispered, "Because Xiang Gong, you can make money too much."

Ji Lang was shocked. What kind of logic is this?

"Last month, you asked Dongdong to call me all the money you earned, and then I received a lot of money. You write, there are millions of online subscriptions and rewards every month, even if you don’t write new books. ，Sitting at home is also constantly making money. If you sell the copyright, you can make tens of millions at once. If the copyright is filmed into TV, it will bring a series of chain reactions, and then make more money. But compared with you, I only made five hundred yuan in a single business." Wu Miaomiao thought about how tragic the contrast between five hundred and tens of millions, and couldn’t help but want to cry, "Compared with you. , I'm so useless."

Ji Lang had no idea what to say.

"Before I didn't feel that I was making less money, and I never thought about picking up customers. I always pick up business according to my own preferences, but now... I can't afford you with more Yiguan like this." Wu Miaomiao said frustrated, "I already felt that I was not as profitable as you, and I am doing this now, so the psychological gap is a bit big, and I couldn't help it all at once.

Before Ji Lang asked Dong Yongyuan to transfer all of his income to Wu Miaomiao, Wu Miaomiao was stimulated to work hard to make money, and Dong Yongyuan finally comforted him. But Wu Miaomiao's idea of ​​wanting to make more money has not changed.

But five hundred yuan is really too little. It's like you want to take part in the 100-meter race with an upsurge, vowing to win a championship and come back. As a result, you just got out of the house and you twisted your foot.

It was really depressed and aggrieved.

"What are you thinking in your head?" Ji Lang couldn't listen anymore, and even felt a little dumbfounded.

"But don't worry, Xiang Gong, I have figured it out. There are still few poor people like Yiguan in the world, and I don't necessarily meet every time." Wu Miaomiao said.

"Shut up!" Ji Lang couldn't bear it anymore.

Wu Miaomiao shut up fiercely, and the doll turned to look nervously

To the male host who suddenly became angry.

"I'll just say this once, you remember." Ji Lang said solemnly, "Even if every customer you meet in the future is as poor as Yiguan, I will not despise you."

Wu Miaomiao blinked, then blinked again, but there was no expression of touch or relief from the bottom of his eyes. Instead, he looked tangled and even said with some reluctance: "Same, although you say that, I am very moved. But. Isn’t it too good for you to say that to me? What if the real customers are the same as Analysys in the future?"

Ji Lang's face twitches, so you care more about whether you can make money than I dislike it.

"Msang Gong?" Wu Miaomiao cautiously called out after seeing Ji Lang's expression wrong.

Ji Lang glared at a certain woman who didn't know what was wrong, and returned to the room angrily. When he entered the door, he slammed the door severely, and the door slammed into the sky.

"!!!" Wu Miaomiao gave a look of stunned error, and stared at the baby with big eyes, not knowing where he had said the wrong thing.

In a blink of an eye, another few days passed, and autumn was approaching.

The autumn atmosphere in the city is getting stronger and stronger. Bus stop signs and advertising on the facade of shopping malls are all replaced with autumn-related designs. In Haicheng University, with the advent of autumn, the New Year's Orientation Party is about to begin.

Gongsun Lian in the 318 dormitory signed up for a piano solo program, and a few people had arranged to go to the scene to cheer.

"Xiao Lian, do you want to go home after the show is over?" Wu Lexin asked Gongsun Lian.

The four of them had just finished their morning classes at this time and were walking to the dormitory together.

"No, I will spend time with you this year, and I will go home the next day." Gongsun Lian said with a smile.

"What about Miaomiao?" Wu Lexin turned around and asked Wu Miaomiao. There were four people in the dormitory. Only Gongsun Lian was a native of Haicheng, but Wu Miaomiao would go back to her boyfriend's house on the weekend, so it is very likely to go back during the Autumn Festival.

"Of course I spent time with my father-in-law." Wu Miaomiao said without thinking.

"You guys who value **** and despise friends." Wu Lexin laughed and cursed, and the other two also laughed.

"I will wait for Xiao Lian to finish, and I will go to the lake to set the Kongming lantern." Wu Miaomiao said again.

"Then let's buy Kongming Lanterns after we finish our meal in a while. Buy a few more. If one doesn't fly, it will be embarrassing," Mo Jing suggested.

The four of them had no objection, so the after-dinner event was decided.

"By the way, Miaomiao, you should come to pick you up during the Autumn Festival," Gongsun Lian asked suddenly.

"Well, he's coming to light Kongming lanterns with me." Ji Lang doesn't like going to crowded places, let alone the overcrowded holiday celebrations like Haicheng University. But after Wu Miaomiao coaxed for two days on the weekend, Ji Lang, who coaxed, promised her to come to school together to set off the Kongming lantern.

"Then introduce it to us then?" Gongsun Lian has always been curious about Wu Miaomiao's boyfriend, especially Wu Lexin told her that Wu Miaomiao's boyfriend has a strong aura, standing with him, Wu Miaomiao will Like the little wife of the villain.

Wu Lexin and Mo Jing also looked at Wu Miaomiao expectantly. The fear of seeing Wu Miaomiao's boyfriend that day had been faded, and they even felt that they had reacted too much. And at that time, Wu Miaomiao's boyfriend didn't know that he was his girlfriend's roommate, so he was so fierce. This time, he should be kinder.

Wu Miaomiao hesitated for a moment, and said, "Then I will ask him at that time. If he is willing, I will introduce him to you. If he is not willing, don't be angry."

The three of them were startled, thinking that this is not a big deal, why they were unwilling. But Wu Miaomiao has already said so, and the three of them are naturally not good at saying anything.

studio.

Today is payday, and the four of them were waiting for the pay in the morning with joy, especially when Dong Yongyuan took the pay sheet and went to the boss to sign, all of them couldn't help suspending their work and began to look forward to themselves. Bonus.

Although Dong Yongyuan's salary was calculated in advance, Dong Yongyuan will pay his salary after the boss signs it.

But in order not to affect everyone's surprise when they receive their wages, Dong Yongyuan never reveals their personal wages in advance, and they will not ask them over time.

"In addition to the monthly bonus this month, there is also a three-month quarter bonus. The studio performed well this quarter. Can you say that the bonus can be 20,000?" Shan Junyi guessed according to the previous quarterly bonus specifications.

"I think it's possible that there was a copyright fee paid last month." Bei Fan echoed, "The boss is not a stingy person, and the bonus will definitely be a lot."

"Yes, yes, and it will be autumn soon, and there will be a thousand yuan welfare allowance." Yiguan said happily.

As soon as he said this, Shan Junyi and Bei Fan both looked at him with contempt.

"You are all big and young now, do you still care about this thousand yuan allowance?"

"That is, when you go to the restaurant for a meal, I will look down on you if the tip for the waiter is less than 1,000."

"..." Yi Guan was speechless for a while, "I haven't been recognized yet."

Without waiting for him to speak, Dong Yongyuan walked downstairs, and the three of them immediately showed their gaze and said in unison: "Go faster, waiting for the salary."

"It's useless for me to go faster this time, because I didn't pay the salary." Dong Yongyuan said.

Everyone was puzzled.

"The boss said he was in a good mood today, and he paid us a salary." Dong Yongyuan walked down slowly, "All I can do is send your salary card number quickly."

At this moment, Bei Fan's cell phone rang suddenly, he glanced suspiciously, and then said loudly: "

No need, the boss sent us directly on WeChat. "

Everyone was stunned, and then all took out their mobile phones, waiting for the salary to be deducted. Dong Yongyuan quickly ran back to his desk and picked up his mobile phone.

Then there were a few more dings and dings, and the three of them received their wages one after another.

"Mine is here too. The quarterly bonus is 30,000 yuan. I went, 10,000 more than I thought." Shan Junyi said in surprise.

Shan Junyi was happy, and then raised his head to celebrate with everyone, only to find that Yiguan standing next to him and Dong Yongyuan at the top of the stairs were a bit wrong and seemed a little depressed.

"What's the matter with you, are you unhappy about paying wages?" Shan Junyi asked in confusion.

Yi Guan looked up bitterly and asked, "You gave out 30,000 bonuses?"

"Yes, the boss specifically noted that the quarterly bonus is 30,000 yuan." Shan Junyi did not avoid suspicion, and directly showed his transfer records to Yi to take a look.

Yiguan's expression suddenly became more bitter, and he held up his mobile phone with tears in his eyes: "My bonus has been deducted."

"Huh?" Shan Junyi and Bei Fan were stunned. They walked over together and looked at Yiguan's mobile phone. There was a red transfer record on it with a line of remarks and words, but it was extremely lethal. .

All quarterly bonuses will be deducted.

At this moment, Dong Yongyuan's voice also rang, trembling and crying: "I...I even got the monthly bonus deducted."

The three of them gathered together, and saw that Dong Yongyuan's transfer remarks read: Double bonuses have been deducted.

There are only five words, but it is more lethal.

"You..." Beifan looked weird, and just about to speak, the phones of the four people shook at the same time, followed by a few consecutive ding-ding-ding sounds.

Everyone hurried to see it, and saw that in the company group, Ji Lang was giving out autumn benefits, and four in a row, all of which were noted by their names.

[Beijing Fan, 1999 yuan]

[Shan Junyi, 1999 yuan]

[Analysis, 1 yuan]

[Dong Yongyuan, 1 yuan]

"..." Everyone was speechless.

For a long time, Bei Fancai asked weakly, "You guys, where did you offend the boss?"

Dong Yongyuan and Yi Guan looked at each other with bitterness.

Shan Junyi knew by looking at this expression that he must have been offended. Thinking that he was getting so much salary, it would not be too good to be gloating, so he comforted: "In fact, it is not the worst, and there are good sides."

The two turned their heads and looked at Dong Yongyuan, as if asking where they were.

"WeChat transfer, tax savings." Shan Junyi said happily.

"..."