Editor Cao's face turned a little green when he thought about what the editor-in-chief said to him before leaving. He gritted his teeth and continued: "How about 80,000 yuan? If you are willing, we will sign the contract immediately!"
boom!
Qin Hao's office suddenly became quiet, and Lin Xiaohui looked at Editor Cao with her mouth open in surprise.
Xu Yalun's face turned blue at this time, he clenched his fists and looked at Qin Hao with a depressed look on his face.
Obviously, she had given up any hope.
Seeing everyone's reaction, Editor Cao recorded nothing but a proud smile. He glanced sideways at Qin Hao, as if to say:
"Small, aren't you awesome? If 50,000 is not enough, then 80,000 is enough. I have plenty of money and I can't kill you!"
After a moment of silence, Xu Yalun couldn't hold it anymore. If the other party offered 50,000 yuan, she could still shamelessly beg Qin Hao to sign a contract with her, but the other party offered 80,000 yuan, which was three times her own bid. No matter how thick-skinned she is, she can't speak.
After all, who can have trouble with money? Instead of signing a contract worth 80,000 yuan, he signs a contract worth 30,000 yuan. Is there such a fool in the world
Thinking about it, she held the contract and walked out of the office door with great difficulty.
Qin Hao looked at Editor Cao at this time and suddenly remembered the scene of several writers from the Beijing Writers Association besieging him.
Could it be that just because they have a large number of people and a large fan base, they can confuse the truth and throw dirty water on their own poems
The same is true here at "Poetry Magazine". Could it be that just because of its deep wealth, it is possible to push "Poems" into a corner step by step
Of course Qin Hao likes money, and the more the better. But do you have to make your fans’ friends sad just for this little money
Do I, Qin Hao, have to grovel to sign a contract with you just for this little money
Perhaps, in this case, most people in the world would choose to sign a contract with "Poetry Magazine", but I, Qin Hao, don't want to!
In order not to disappoint my fans and friends, not to look at your face, and for the dignity of a literary man, I will not sign this contract with you!
"How about it? Are you satisfied with the price? If so, let's talk about what happens after signing the contract." Editor Cao regained his confidence at this time, holding his neck high and staring at Qin Hao's head. ceiling.
In his opinion, this competition is now no longer in doubt. Even if you, Qin Hao, were in Qinggao, I'm afraid you wouldn't refuse such a large amount of money, right
Eighty thousand yuan, this is eighty thousand yuan, even in the capital, this is a lot of money!
"Miss Xu, wait!"
Qin Hao didn't even look at Editor Cao at this time, but called Xu Yalun's back.
Xu Yalun's steps froze, and he immediately turned around and laughed miserably: "I'm sorry, Teacher Qin Hao, our magazine can't offer such a high price... Don't worry, I will explain it to Linlin, and I will never let her misunderstand you. …”
Before she finished speaking, Editor Cao put the contract in his hand on Qin Hao's desk and said expressionlessly: "Don't waste time with such a petty person, you'd better sign the contract quickly. I still have a lot of things to do when I go back!"
During this period, he didn't even look at Xu Yalun. He didn't even pay much attention to Qin Hao's expression.
Otherwise, he might not be so sure.
As he spoke, he handed over the pen.
Qin Hao took the pen with a smile, waved to Xu Yalun, and said, "Come here, I will sign a contract with you!"
Editor Cao and Xu Yalun were both confused at the same time. The difference was that Editor Cao was confused with anger, while Xu Yalun was confused with joy.
However, Xu Yalun reacted a little faster. He rushed to Qin Hao in three steps and quickly took out the contract and placed it on top of the "Poetry Magazine" contract.
Qin Hao glanced at it casually, then signed his name on the contract with a pen.
At this moment, Editor Cao had also come to his senses. He looked at Qin Hao with a flushed face and said angrily: "You... you are going too far!"
Shame! This is definitely the biggest shame he has ever encountered in his career!
Damn it! Why do you want to sign a contract with me and use my pen
At this time, when he looked at the pen handed over by Qin Hao, he felt as if he had eaten a dead fly, not to mention how disgusting it was.
Seeing Xu Yalun's smiling face again, I just felt that he was mocking me. Suddenly, he was filled with anger and fear, and he pushed towards the petite and weak Xu Yalun!
"Ah!" Xu Yalun didn't expect such a thing to happen, and was shocked for a moment. Fortunately, Qin Hao saw the opportunity quickly and immediately held her shoulders to prevent her from making a fool of herself.
At the same time, he took a step forward, stood in front of Xu Yalun, and slapped Editor Cao on the side of his face!
"Snapped!"
A crisp voice sounded, and everyone except Qin Hao was stunned again.
Although Qin Hao was not a tall and burly figure, this time he was calculated deliberately and unintentionally, and the slap was so powerful that Editor Cao staggered back several steps with his face covered, and at the same time let out a cruel scream. scream.
The commotion this time was so great that the staff of the literary channel were moved by the news and within a short time, they crowded to the door of the office. When they saw the bright red fingerprints on Editor Cao's face, they all looked at Qin Hao with some confusion.
As a public figure, how can you hit someone
Even if you want to hit someone, you can't do it in the workplace, right? Isn't this a sign of trouble for the unit
Almost everyone shook their heads and smiled bitterly. This teacher Qin Hao, after signing a contract, can develop into a big fight. This is really not something ordinary people can do!
"Qin Hao, how dare you hit me? Do you believe that I will call the police now and accuse you of intentional injury?" Editor Cao covered his face and rushed to Qin Hao angrily.
Qin Hao raised his hand, startling him again, and he quickly took a few steps back, looking extremely funny.
When everyone onlookers saw this scene, they couldn't help laughing. Some even accidentally laughed out loud.
Editor Cao's face turned even redder. He angrily took out his cell phone and quickly pressed the three numbers 110.
However, just when he was about to press the call button, Qin Hao's somewhat lazy voice rang: "Are you sure you want to make this call?"
"Nonsense! I came to your radio station to sign a contract with you. Instead of thanking you, you actually slapped me. I must expose you so that everyone can see your ugly face! What the hell are you doing? Wait for the sanctions from netizens and your unit!”
Editor Cao said through gritted teeth.