Long Xiliang said to her in a businesslike tone:

"The registered capital of the company is 20 million, which is your starting capital, and then according to your career development, I will invest again."

"Twenty million ......," Lu Xiaoyou smacked his tongue.

Long Xiliang glanced at her, "There will be 8 to 10 figures of investment in the future, but your ability must be worthy of the money I spent on you." ”

8 to 10 digits...... Lu Xiaoyou's head popped up with countless zeros, and when the salary from "Moon City" arrived, she wouldn't be able to repay the lucrative selling money in the secret garden.

Long Xiliang knocked on a keyboard and smashed 20 million for her, and then there will be 8 to 10 digits of funds to smash down on her, and Lu Xiaoyou will be stunned.

She said tentatively:

"I can't spend your money for nothing, can I? 20 million ...... How long can I repay you in installments? Is there any interest? "She has been frightened by the large amount of profit in the Secret Garden.

If Long Xiliang is like the Secret Garden, he collects three cents a day, and Lu Xiaoyou can't repay so much money if he borrows another five hundred years of life from the sky.

The man behind the computer glanced at her, indifferent, and with a hint of disgust that "this question is too stupid".

"The money I spend on you is what you deserve, you are my antidote, and this money is your reward."

Lu Xiaoyou's heart was suddenly relieved, the money she earned by her own skills, then she could use her heart to be at ease. As an antidote, she is equivalent to saving Long Xiliang's life, and Long Xiliang's life is naturally worth so much money.

Long Xiliang handed her an A4 piece of paper.

"Take a company name."

He pushed his sapphire pen out, Lu Xiaoyou picked up the pen with a lot of weight, she thought about it, and wrote a few words on the paper.

Long Xiliang began to tap the keyboard again, he was building a company that could make Lu Xiaoyou popular.

"I'm done!" Lu Xiaoyou handed him A4.

On the white A4 paper, two words were written in black ink.

"The Last Days"

Long Xiliang typed these two words on the computer.

Apocalyptic Entertainment is really an absurd company name, but it makes people yearn for this company to stage a post-apocalyptic carnival feast.

He didn't comment on the company name that Lu Xiaoyou took, but Long Xiliang lowered his head, glanced at the words on the A4 paper, and said mockingly:

"Your handwriting is so ugly."

Lu Xiaoyou: "!! ”

She's worked so hard!

The words of the two worlds are not the same at all, she traced these two words according to the words in the memory of the original owner, and was actually complained by Long Xiliang that the words were ugly!

"I will ask Zhou Qi to buy a copybook, and in the future, I will practice five hard pen copybooks every day, check for me, and if the writing is not qualified, it must be rewritten."

Lu Xiaoyou: "......" Damn! In this world, only elementary school students practice calligraphy! She's not a schoolboy!

Lu Xiaoyou grabbed the A4 paper and glanced at it, "Is my handwriting really ugly?" What about your words? Now this society is paperless office, everyone rarely writes, to be ugly, all ugly together! ”

Long Xiliang took out a notebook from the drawer, he spread it out and handed it to Lu Xiaoyou, with his handwritten work plan on it.

Lu Xiaoyou saw his handwriting, and then glanced at his earthworm crawling handwriting.

She quickly retracted her voice, leaned on the table, and pressed the A4 paper she had written on under her arm.

Long Xiliang saw that her ears were red, and inadvertently, the corners of her lips rose up.