"Wait for me!"

Sun Xingtong ran out of the martial arts hall with a few people, helpless.

I thought that her best friends had been with her for two years, how could she not even resist a slightly handsome man, this was too embarrassing for him.

"What do you want to eat?"

Gangneung walked ahead and asked with a smile.

Of course, it's not that Gangneung is dressed up for a big money, and it's not that Gangneung wants to flirt with girls, but these little girls are very meaningful to this event.

"Handsome guy, I want to eat barbecue, you invite you to eat barbecue!"

"I don't want to eat barbecue, it's easy to gain weight, otherwise I'd better eat rice and drink some soup. ”

"Noodles, eating noodles I heard that it is easy to lose weight, I want to eat eggs and tomato noodles. ”

These little girls' horizons are too narrow, right?

Jiang Ling almost laughed out loud when he listened to the request of a few people, and I am afraid that these three things together will not cost much.

So he smiled: "Why don't we go to the buffet? Your request is too difficult to fulfill, I'm afraid only the buffet can meet it!"

"Good!"

Several people reached a consensus and shouted together.

"Hmph! a buffet wants to send us away, little brother, you're too stingy, right?" At the back of the line, Sun Xingtong said.

"Senior sister, little brother, he invited seven of us, it is estimated that it will cost a lot of money, and the buffet is quite suitable. One girl laughed.

Jiang Ling nodded: "Then do you know any cafeterias nearby?"

"I'll search. ”

Another girl took out her mobile phone and opened the search software, and several cafeterias came into view, "There is a Gouda Happiness cafeteria recently, otherwise where will we go, a talent of eighty-eight is quite cheap." ”

"I think it's good, I'm starving, so let's sit down and rest for a while. Others agreed.

So, a few people didn't have the suggestion to save Sun Xingtong at all, and followed Jiang Ling towards the cafeteria.

Five minutes later, several people arrived at the door of the restaurant.

A few diners at the door couldn't help but show a hint of jealousy on their faces when they saw Gangneung and a few girls walking in.

Jiang Ling walked to the front desk of the hotel, and the waiter raised his head: "Sir, how many of you are there?"

"Eight!"

Before Jiang Ling could speak, Sun Xingtong behind him suddenly shouted.

Jiang Ling smiled slightly: "Didn't you say I was stingy? ”

"Hmph, I'm afraid that you will seduce my little sisters, especially to follow you, you be careful!" Sun Xingtong glared at Jiang Ling and said.

Track me?

If I want to go, will you be able to keep up?

Jiang Ling secretly said in his heart, he didn't bother to entangle with this little girl more, handed over the money of eight people, and went up with a few people.

"Wait a minute, sir, you paid for eight people, and there were nine people who went upstairs. ”

The waiter stopped Gangneung at this time and reminded.

"Nine people?

Sun Xing was stunned, stretched out his hand and counted the number of people, there were a total of eight of their little sisters, plus the handsome little brother, there were really nine people in total.

Did she count wrong?

Jiang Ling shrugged his shoulders and patted Sun Xingtong on the shoulder: "Then it's not my fault, whoever counted wrong just now will let whoever pays, let's go up first." ”

After Jiang Ling finished speaking, he walked upstairs with the seven girls behind him, leaving Sun Xing standing below alone in a daze.

A few people went upstairs and found a corner by the window and sat down.

The girls were also very relieved about Gangneung, and after putting the small bag on their shoulders on the table, they went to choose the dishes they wanted to eat.

Gangneung had already finished eating, but fortunately he sat on a stool and looked at the bags for a few people.

After a while, Sun Xingtong slowly walked up from downstairs, but she did not choose to sit with Jiangling people, but chose a single seat close to Jiangling people and sat down.

Seeing that Gangneung noticed herself, she glared at Gangneung with her eyes to express the dissatisfaction in her heart.

"This little girl. ”

Jiang Ling smiled slightly, didn't take it seriously, took out his mobile phone, and looked at the video data of the recent period.

In about five minutes, the seven little girls returned to their seats from all over the place, and each plate contained their favorite food, although not much, but very delicate.

Gangneung watched a few people eat and asked for information about a few people.

Several of the girls are students at a nearby university, although they are not in the same school, nor are they in the same major, but they all signed up for dance classes when they were young, and they have been learning dance in college, and they came to the Budokan to work part-time mainly to earn a pocket money.

"By the way, little brother, what's your name, why are you in the martial arts hall, I don't think you should be a martial artist, right?"

A girl named Xu Ke asked.

Jiang Ling took a sip of tea: "My name is Jiang Ling, I graduated from Tianwu University this year, and I am the person in charge of replacing Huo Long that you just talked about." ”

...

"You're the person in charge of replacing Brother Long?"

"Did Shen Yuhan introduce you to the Martial Arts Pavilion?"

Several girls were eating the contents of their plates when they suddenly felt a shake of their wrists and looked up at Gangneung at the same time.

Jiang Ling nodded: "It's me, and I called you over this time just to sign a long-term contract with you, I don't know if you're interested?"

Long-term contracts?

Several people put down their chopsticks and looked at each other, feeling a little overwhelmed.

They were all college students and had not thought about such a long-term thing.

Gangneung didn't rush to explain his purpose, after all, he introduced them to the direction of reform within the Budokan and the great significance of this event.

Although several of them have not graduated yet, they are not bad in terms of appearance, temperament, and figure, and Jiangling hopes to recruit them into their command and become official staff.

"Boss, if we sign a contract with you, what do we need to do every month?"

Xu Ke said a little confused.

Jiang Ling nodded: "I see that you dance well, why don't you get a combination on the Thunderbolt network first, I can be responsible for your signing matters, and after you sign the contract, you are mainly responsible for improving your dancing skills, as for the martial arts hall, you need to be present for the weekly activities, and if there are other activities in the rest of the time, I will also notify you as soon as possible." ”

Fresh graduates need not only the opportunity to work, but also the opportunity to learn.

It is a common fact that most graduates are unable to work in their majors after graduation.

Although Gangneung can't change this common fact, he hopes that all students will enjoy their majors and the jobs they will pursue after graduation.

After listening to Gangneung's introduction, the confusion in their hearts gradually turned into excitement, and there were blazing sparks in their eyes.

They were worried that they would not be able to find a job after graduation, so they had to return home and find local jobs.

I didn't expect Gangneung to tell them about the inside of the Martial Arts Hall, which made them hopeful for their future work.

"Boss, if we sign a contract with you, how much can we get at least a month?"

A girl named Fang Mo asked.

Salary is the most realistic problem, and if the salary is less, it is nonsense to just talk about dreams.

Some entrepreneurs always say that young people nowadays don't have dreams, unlike when they were young, they were full of passion.

Gangneung can only reply to them with two words, fart!

Isn't it the ultimate dream of man to lie in bed and count the bills? And then do the extra tens of millions, hundreds of millions of dollars for charity?

I can't support myself and still talk about dreams?

Is it true that people who die in a rental house and work 20 hours a day don't have a dream? Not working hard enough?

They just don't have false dreams to deceive life.

Gangneung shrugged: "How much money did you make in a month before?"

"Once every two weeks, give us 200 at a time, which is 400 yuan. ”

Fang Mo replied, "But in addition to this job, we also work part-time outside, selling milk tea or something, and we can earn about 2,000 a month,"

"That's not as good as that. ”

Jiang Ling was not in a hurry to answer, "Tomorrow is the date of the event, and as long as you can make money at the event, I will hand over 50% of the money to each of you, and as for the basic salary, I will set 3,000 first." ”