Looking at Fang Mingyuan, who was bouncing in front, Su Aijun suddenly felt like a dream for a while. Just now, he witnessed an unprecedented transaction.

"That's it?" Chen Xiaoer asked after being stunned for a while.

"That's it!" Fang Mingyuan replied categorically, "We can sign a written contract......!"

Fang Mingyuan's mind was racing, he was a little overdone today, maybe now Su Aijun, Chen Xiaoer, and Zhu Laomao would not think much about it because of their agitated mood, and I am afraid they would think more afterwards. "The person who broke the contract admitted in public that he was a puppy!"

This childish answer made Chen Xiaoer and Zhu Laomao stunned for a long time, and then shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

"Forget it, if such conditions are broken, anyway, I, Chen Xiaoer, will have no face to see people. My old man can cut ties with me!" Chen Xiaoer touched his bald head and said, "Lao Mao, what's the matter? If this kid insists, I don't have any opinion." ”

Zhu Laomao spread his hands and said with a wry smile: "Such generous conditions, if I have to say irresponsible things, in the future, everyone will not scold me for bullying children? Then it is really shameless! I said, Mingyuan, you have to think about it, these are these three conditions?" Zhu Laomao really felt a little guilty at this time, saying that it was three conditions, but in fact, the one that really made sense was zuihou. The other two are either nothing at all to them, or on the contrary, they are in their favor.

"The big husband is ready to speak, and the horse is hard to chase!" Fang Mingyuan raised his little head and said without hesitation.

"Mingyuan!" Su Aijun interrupted on the side, "You really don't want anything, except for six promises?" If he doesn't know about this matter, it's okay, but he is here, if Fang Mingyuan is sent out these three high-quality scripts in a daze, in his eyes, this is to send them out. Then in the future, I am afraid that he will be complained by his father and the Fang family. Fang Mingyuan, a seven-year-old child, no matter how sensible he is, it is normal for this to be ill-thought, a big living person in your Changtang is watching it from the sidelines, this is a lot of money!

"Well, I want Uncle Chen and Uncle Zhu, the two of you to make three promises each!" Fang Mingyuan replied unequivocally.

Su Aijun, Chen Xiaoer, and Zhu Laomao looked at each other, although the conditions between the two sides were clear, but the three of them always had some strange feelings in their hearts. Especially Chen Xiaoer and Zhu Laomao, they always feel a little suspicious of taking advantage of children.

"Uncle, do you think I'm losing too much of this deal?" How could Fang Mingyuan not see what the three of them were thinking.

"Mingyuan, do you want to think about it again, what else do you want?" Although Su Aijun didn't say it directly, what he said was obviously that he felt that Fang Mingyuan had suffered a loss.

"Alas......" Fang Mingyuan let out a long sigh like an adult and said, "Actually, I don't think I'm at a loss." On the contrary, I took a big advantage. ”

"How do you say that?" Su Aijun felt even more strange. Chen Xiaoer and Zhu Laomao couldn't help frowning-where did this kid take advantage?

"Let's put it this way, now that this script is sold to Uncle Chen, even if it is according to the conditions proposed by Uncle Chen, how much money can I share in these two or three years?" Fang Mingyuan turned his head and asked Chen Xiaoer.

"Two or three years, how can there be 18,000. Chen Xiaoer pondered for a moment and said. He is still quite confident in the box office of his movie. Su Aijun couldn't help but be a little moved, this is not a small amount of money, especially for a family like Fang Mingyuan who was born in a village or town.

"Then I can tell you that maybe in ten years, Uncle Chen, this promise of yours will be worth millions. Do you think I'm still at a loss?"

"How is this possible?" Fang Mingyuan's words immediately aroused the suspicion of Su Aijun and the three of them at the same time. Now a person can fight for three or four hundred yuan a month, and four or five thousand yuan a year, which is an absolutely high salary, and there are not many people in the whole of China. Ten years from now, a promise will be worth millions, which is simply ridiculous.

"I think it's possible, so I'm gambling, betting that Uncle Chen and Uncle Zhu's influence can reach this point in the future!" Fang Mingyuan smiled secretly in his heart, this is the benefit of a prophet, in the ninety-fourth year, with Chen Xiaoer's worth, the exclusive advertising fee will cost one million, although it may be a bit much, but it is not impossible, of course, if it is operated well, more is possible. But if this promise is really used in this kind of place, it will definitely be a loss for Fang Mingyuan. The start-up capital of 18,000 yuan, if he is allowed to run it for ten years, there is no problem to increase it by a hundred times.

Chen Xiaoer leaned back in the chair with relief, he already understood Fang Mingyuan's intentions, to put it bluntly, it was this little guy who was more optimistic about the future of himself and Lao Mao, so he didn't want to withdraw this reward in the near future. If it is said in the past, this should also be an investment.

"Are you so sure that Xiao Er and I will have such a big influence in the future?" asked Zhu Laomao in disbelief. I am also in my thirties, why don't I see that I and Xiao Er have this potential? Could it be that my eyesight is not as good as a child?

"I'm sure!" I can't be more sure! Chen Xiaoer, Zhu Laomao, before Uncle Zhao Dashan came out, it can be said that he was the golden partner who monopolized the chief throne of the Spring Festival Gala sketches, if there is no such influence in the future, Fang Mingyuan will find a basin of water to drown himself and cross again!

Zhu Laomao wanted to ask again, Chen Xiaoer patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, Lao Mao, the children have made it so clear, we can't show that we have no confidence in this child." With this doubtful effort, let's think about it well, how to live up to this child's trust. Okay, Mingyuan, let's make a deal!"

The next thing is very simple, Su Aijun and Zhu Laomao handwrote two contracts, Fang Mingyuan is naturally Party A, Chen Xiaoer and Zhu Laomao are Party B, and Su Aijun is a witness and also signed the contract.

"Mingyuan, since you called me uncle, then no matter what happens to Zuihou, your little second uncle will not lose you!" Chen Xiaoer patted Mingyuan's immature shoulder, meaning authentically.

"Second Uncle, then I will call you Second Uncle in the future!" Fang Mingyuan naturally climbed the pole, this is the supreme weapon for him to make friends in the entertainment industry and entertainment industry in the future.

"Well, Second Uncle, Uncle Mao!" Zhu Laomao also said.

"Well, Second Uncle, Uncle Mao!" Fang Mingyuan shouted.

Then he rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand and said, "Second Uncle Xiao, Uncle Mao, Happy New Year! I wish you all the best in your acting career next year!"

Su Aijun couldn't help but laugh, after this kid recognized his uncle, he began to ask for red envelopes naturally!

"Give, give, of course you have to give this red envelope for the New Year!" Chen Xiaoer stretched out his hand to take out the money.

"I don't want money, my uncle will sign the name of each of my family members!" Fang Mingyuan's request was naturally not refused.

But after a while, Chen Xiaoer and Zhu Laomao couldn't help frowning. "I'll say far away, there are no less than thirty of these signings, why isn't it over yet?" The auspicious words in this stomach are almost exhausted, and Fang Mingyuan is still providing names one by one here.

"My mom has a lot of sisters, and my dad has a lot of them, so it naturally adds up. Fang Mingyuan said as he should be, "You can't favor one over the other, otherwise they will fight!" Although it is said that at this time, the popularity of celebrities is far less than that of later generations, but Fang Mingyuan thinks that this gift, the family will definitely be happy.

Chen Xiaoer: "............"

Zhu Laomao: "............"

"I said, you've signed so much, it's not bad for me, right? I don't have any credit for today, and I still have hard work, right?" Su Aijun smiled on the side, "I don't have many families, just have thirteen or fourteen copies!"