And the contract?

Feng Manlou and Han Zaiying looked at Boss Zhao puzzled, and said in their hearts, could it be that they printed two more copies?

"I'm tired of Mr. Zhao. ”

Jing Zhongming bowed and took the file bag and opened it, and said to Feng Manlou with a smile: "Feng Jun, I asked Mr. Zhao to draft these two contracts for the two of us, and I also asked Feng Jun to sign them no matter what." ”

"Drafted for us?" Feng Manlou was a little confused.

It's just playing Panda Kamen Superman for 3 days, a matter of thousands of dollars, and you have to sign a contract?

Superfluous, right?

Wait a minute......

Don't......

Naru Inaka is planning to sign a memorandum with me to continue to play the role of a panda mask in a tokusatsu drama in the future?!

Thinking of this, he immediately became excited.

Although the matter of filming live-action special effects has not been skimmed yet, but if you can do this step, at least there are many hopes of making a fortune and becoming well-off!

I didn't see the wrong person, this neon dress man is different from other neon dress people, it's very interesting!

Boss Zhao explained with a smile: "Manlou, Mr. Inaka's contract mainly says two things.

1. Unless the producer first signs a labor contract with you to play Panda Kamen Superman, Mr. Inaka promises that he will never sell the film and television rights of "Kamen Superman of the Flower Planter" in his life.

2. From today onwards, Mr. Inaka will share one-third of all after-tax income from the manga "Kamen Superman of the Flower Planter". ”

"Divide me in a third?!" the wind gasped.

Assuming that Jing Zhongming can get a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan, wouldn't he do nothing and earn 3,333 yuan and three cents a month?!

Oh my God, this is a long-term meal ticket for nothing!

And if Inaka can convert some of the fans who have turned fans into loyal readers, his monthly income can still roll up!

Suddenly, the surroundings were dark, and a colorful light struck him like a searchlight from above.

I could hear a pleasant crisp sound in the sky, and when I looked up, it was like the auspicious light of the bottle mouth, and countless golden coins fell towards him like raindrops.

I'm a good girl, this is the so-called windfall!

It's different from the old wind comrades who are drooling at the moment and have ¥¥ in their eyes.

After Han Zaiying listened to the content of the contract, he only pouted and was not much surprised.

Jing Zhongming and Feng Manlou are partners, and it is natural to share benefits, so there is nothing strange.

Naru Inoaka happily moved the tea set on the table, put the two contracts on the table with a document bag, signed the name first, and pressed the handprint.

"Fengjun, without your sacrificial propaganda and full help, I would not be where I am now.

There is an old saying in flower growers, 'Don't forget to dig wells', please don't hesitate to sign it!"

Feng Manlou came back from the dizziness of happiness, looked at the incomparably sincere Jing Zhongming, pursed his lips, and nodded.

He sat down again, picked up the two-page contract and read it carefully, took the pen, and looked at the three of them in expectation, or gratification, or envy and hatred......

A one-third of the part that Naru Inoaka promised to give himself was crossed, and the note on the side read, "This item was deleted after consultation." ”

"Fengjun (Manlou), what are you (you) doing?" Jing Zhongming and Boss Zhao were both shocked.

In this contract, this is the benefit of real money, which is far more valuable and reliable than the live-action special effects characters who don't have any words!

Han Zaiying's breath stagnated, and he looked at Feng Manlou in disbelief.

He found himself completely unable to see through the freshman.

Could it be ...... This guy doesn't know what one-third of Naruto Inaka's income is?

No, Inaka Ming's sky-high 950 page sharing contract with himself was almost single-handedly facilitated by him.

How could he not know how much money he could get a share of each month?!

This kid...... What the hell are you playing?!

Feng Manlou deleted and changed the two contracts, signed his name with a smile, pressed his handprint, picked up the dry ink and put it back in the document bag.

"Alright, done. ”

He handed one of the document bags to Naru Inaka, half-jokingly and half-seriously, reminded, "Mr. Inaka, you can remember, we signed a contract."

If you let someone else play the panda mask in the future, we will only have to meet in court. ”

Jing Zhongming looked at the document bag in his hand in a daze, and his heart was like knocking over the charcoal basin and vinegar jar at the same time, sour and warm.

He said in a trembling voice: "Fengjun, in this way, you will get a lot less money?!"

Naru Inaka would never believe that a student who was willing to perform all day in a stuffy and hot prop costume for 860 yuan would be a rich man who couldn't afford this little money.

Just look at Fengjun's hot, sweaty face every time he takes off his mask and hood, and you can't imagine how hard it is to play the panda mask in a shoddy prop costume.

But any college student who can live a decent life will not come to suffer this sin.

But Fengjun resolutely gave up his low-hanging income, what a noble sentiment and what a noble soul!

"Wind ...... Feng Jun ......" As soon as Jing Zhongming spoke, he was interrupted by Feng Manlou patting him on the shoulder.

"Mr. Inaka, don't say anything, just do as I want.

I have always had a clear distinction between public and private, it should be my money, you can't give a dime less, but you shouldn't take advantage of it, even if it's 100,000 million, I won't ask for it.

"Kamen Superman of the Flower Planter" is your hard work, and the income you get should belong to you.

I didn't draw comics with you, and I'm not your investor, so what's the matter with taking a third of you for nothing, isn't this nonsense? ”

The wind filled the building, "I'll go to the toilet, you wait for me." ”

After saying that, he left the private room and walked towards the toilet.

Looking at the emaciated back, Jing Zhongming couldn't help but be in awe, and bowed ninety degrees, "Fengjun, you are not only my benefactor and best friend, but also an example for me to learn from all my life!"

Han Zaiying sneered, "Young and ignorant, I really think that money is so easy to earn, and there will be a time when you will regret it in the future." ”

Feng Manlou entered the men's toilet, bent down and carefully looked at the pit, and after confirming that there was no one, he beat his chest and cursed: "The system of dog banging, are you still human?!"

I'm so poor, why don't you let me take the one-third of the dividend?

Naru Inaka can have the current results, isn't it also my life in exchange?!"

It turned out that just now, he didn't think about deleting the contract at all.

It's cheap, don't take advantage of it!

But he didn't die, as soon as he took the pen, the system popped out.

warned him that taking advantage of honest people is not the so-called hero, if he insists on signing a contract, he will erase the "eighteen falls in clothes" boxing method he already has, and deduct all chivalrous points as punishment.

What could he do?!

Now there is Zhao Huaiyuan in the academy, in addition to the gangsters and thieves in the snack street outside the academy, there are also the forces behind Shi Lei's gang of bad teenagers who are looking for themselves.

Even if you live in the academy, it's not safe!

Between money and small life, he can only choose the latter, otherwise there is no money to spend, there is a fart?!