Henry's promise of $1 million was soon completed in the presence of Kirk and Heinz Group lawyers.

When Donde shook hands with Henry and sent him out of the door of Supreme Ideas, he saw Jimmy's feet floating when he walked.

He couldn't help but tease, "Jimmy, are you going to fly?" ”

"Yay! Fly! Jimmy hilariously learned the dance steps of Mike Jackson, and then screamed and said excitedly, "Donde! You're awesome! A million dollars! We're going to be developed! ”

"So, what are you going to do?" Tang De asked in a slightly examined tone.

"Buy a car first, of course!" Jimmy waved his hands: "Then decorate this company luxuriously, and recruit a few more beautiful girls!" For the rest of the money, we can rent another big venue as a studio! Wow, that's cool! ”

But Tang De poured cold water on him: "No, Jimmy, remember one sentence, never treat investors' money as your own." ”

"What do you mean?"

Tang De tapped his fingers on the corner of the table: "The investor's money should be used for the company, not on ourselves, I have already made arrangements for this money, and I am ready to take out 800,000 yuan for advertising." ”

"Advertise?" Jimmy couldn't believe it: "Is it going to cost that much money?" ”

"Of course, we have to make a name for ourselves, even if we spend all the money, as long as we let the major companies know about our company. Eight hundred thousand is already a few. Tang De is well aware of the importance of marketing, and intends to borrow the publicity strategies of major manufacturers in the Internet era to use short brainwashing advertisements to start the name of supreme creativity.

"We will constantly display our company's advertisements in squares, office building screens, and roadside billboards, just one sentence, three times."

"What are you going to use?" Jimmy was curious when he heard this.

Tang De touched the stubble on his chin: "Supreme Creativity, the top creative supplier in the United States!" ”

Not only the lines, but also the form of the advertisement should be concise and brainwashing, Tang De's initial idea is to use the computer to make it, plus the cutout of real people.

"Sounds awesome, but doesn't that feel a little pompous?"

"No, no, no, that's the real story, and our company will focus on the creative production of the top companies in the industry, rather than being a lion fight."

"Well, that's up to you. Donde, you know me, every time I think of an idea, it's very tangled. Choosing a dance partner can be tangled for a long time. ”

"Don't worry, I'm here." Tang De shook the car keys, but unfortunately the mobile phone has not yet achieved intelligent popularization, otherwise it would be a big killer to move out the set of short video advertisements.

But that's fine, when you have enough capital to do these things, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

After talking about the advertisement, Tang De found that Jimmy was suddenly silent a lot, a little sullen, and his speech was a little wilted, and he thought a little in his heart, and immediately understood his thoughts.

So he said: "As for the remaining 200,000 yuan of investment, Jimmy, you can help me spend it, and buy a car of less than 100,000 yuan for the company first, and be more low-key." Then spend tens of thousands of dollars to renovate, don't need too many workstations, just buy more phones. Finally, ten customer service customers were recruited. ”

"Customer service? Isn't it the kind of chick with a big wave and a sweet voice! When Jimmy heard this, he suddenly came to his senses, as if he had been touched by a switch.

Tang De couldn't cry or laugh, this guy was really controlled by his lower body, but he really said the right thing.

"That's right, the voice must be sweet, the sweeter the better, the best is the kind that can be sweet to the point of hair and sweetness to the bones!"

"Don't worry, I'll leave everything to me, I'm good at it!"

"That's it, I still have something to do, so I'll go first."

After explaining the company's affairs, Tang De drove to Fez Music Company.

It was Slow who called him and said that Boss Fez wanted to see him and needed a simple favor from him.

Fez, the name Donde had heard countless times, both from Badman's mouth and from Raymond's mouth.

It seems that no matter who it is, they all say that he is a full love brain, the kind that can work hard for women.

This is different from the hot guys in Tang De's impression who regard women as clothes.

So he's always been curious.

However, the main reason for this meeting was that Slow had helped him deal with a problem, and since he had spoken, a little favor was always needed.

However, when he drove to Fez Music Company and followed Slow inside, he felt that something was wrong.

There were a lot of black people dangling around the halls and corridors, either with knives in their hands to manicure their nails, or leaning against the wall smoking cigarettes and looking around with wary eyes, and some even standing in the corner with guns in their hands.

It was the first time that Tang De had seen such a complete range of gun models.

His brow furrowed at once, and the environment made him feel very insecure, as if he were walking in an area of Burma that was under the jurisdiction of the army.

Is this the pomp and circumstance of the big brother of the black gang? Some are beyond Donde's imagination.

"Slow......" he asked in a low voice, and when he saw Slow, he turned around and asked, "What happened?" ”

Slow shrugged: "Don't worry, it has nothing to do with you, it's just that Boss Fez, they got into a fight with the wild dogs." ”

Dog? Gangs in the South?

Tang De suddenly remembered the police officer he met in the car with Jimmy that day, Gan, it turned out that Fez's gang was a participant in that shootout!

Soon, he saw Boss Fez in the original Badman's office, but at the moment Badman and Raymond were not there, and the office with bright windows was now smoky.

Even Bardman's Cuban cigars were rudely held in Fez's hands and gulped.

Fortunately, they are now touring other cities, otherwise Badman would have died of distress.

But now there was no time to think about Badman, and Donde was pressed directly on the couch by two black guys, looking directly at Fez.

Fez was a bald head, five big and three thick, with tattoos all over his body, and Tang De even saw the Chinese word on the top of his head: forked cow.

Forked cow? Fork steak?

Oh no, it's a cow fork, damn it, why is this tattoo artist still tattooing in reverse!

Tang De tried his best to suppress his overly jumpy thoughts, but fortunately, Boss Fez's next second opened his mouth to bring his thoughts back.

"Donde, you're not white?"

"No, Fez, I'm of mixed race, and my father is Chinese."

Fez nodded, his otherwise serious face relaxed a little: "That's good, it's not those damn white-skinned pigs, I hate the smell of them." ”

After a pause, Fez continued: "I called you here because Raymond said that your shooting skills are very good and I want to do something with you. ”