"Don't make it first." At 8:40 in the morning, Zhao Chenxin pushed the door into Hao Yunyang's office with a few meat buns and a cup of soy milk. Looking at Hao Yunyang, whose face was greasy and as if someone had lard, Zhao Chenxin hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and put the breakfast on the desk. At the same time, she put the car keys down together and said, "Eat breakfast first, and then go to bed."

"Haha, let's eat later, the time is almost over." Hao Yunyang, with dark circles and red eyes like a rabbit, looked up at Zhao Chenxin wearing a short suit and a professional suit, and asked with a smile: "Sister Yin, are they here?"

"I called me in the morning and said I was going to go to Yandang Mountain to play." Zhao Chenxin thought for a while and said, "Liu Ming also went there, saying that he was going to be a tour guide for them."

"These guys have really gone." Hao Yunyang was ridiculous, but he didn't say anything else. He nodded: "Well, you go out for a rest first. It's quite tiring to take the elevator."

"Ah?" Zhao Chenxin was stunned for a moment, then nodded and agreed. Hao Yunyang meant to let her leave, but the way of expression was very tactful and humorous, which made Zhao Chenxin feel no awkward at all. Instead, she would have a funny urge. This is the art of speaking.

The bun was hung aside and not eaten. Hao Yunyang rubbed his sore and astringent eyes and hit a big one. His eyes fell on the lower right corner of the table. It was almost done at 8:43 minutes.

"Is there any movement?" Although I felt that things were unlikely, I still couldn't help but worry. Vice President Yang sat in the office holding up the phone and asked.

"There is no movement yet." The top beast sat on the chair, looked at the computer screen, and replied: "It's already eight forty-seven minutes, and there are seventeen projects on time at nine o'clock on time."

"Continue to stare and notify me whenever there is any movement." Vice President Yang hung up the phone after saying this. He sat alone in the office and quietly lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, slowly exhaled a cigarette ring. After about ten seconds, he suddenly stood up from the chair, with a solemn look on his face, and murmured: "It's impossible!"

It's really impossible!

According to the strength that Hao Yunyang had shown before, and now he has started a company, and most importantly, Hua Liu Chengyin and other people have gathered around him. Even though it has only been about ten hours last night, there is no reason not to create a logo!

The most important thing is that even if Hua Liu Chengyin and his new designers are not mentioned, the miracle of half an hour creation during Hao Yunyang's competition is still fresh in his memory. In other words, Hao Yunyang alone alone is enough to create twenty logos in one night, so why hasn't he submitted his works yet?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt so entangled. Deputy General Manager Yang stood in front of his desk and his eyes flashed a little. It was eight:51 minutes...

"Dingling..." The phone on the desk and the desk rang wildly, shocking Vice President Yang to the point where the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground unconsciously. However, he did not react at all, and reached out and grabbed the phone: "Hey?"

"Mr. Yang, come here quickly, he...he..." The words of the top beast with a slight trembling voice were clearly transmitted to Vice President Yang's ears through the telephone line, and his stuttering tone further set off the tense atmosphere: "He..."

"Tell me quickly, what's wrong with him?" Vice President Yang took a deep breath, and the index finger of his left hand twitched unconsciously.

"He...he..." The top beast was also anxious like an ant on a hot pan. He continued to stutter for a moment before changing, and said anxiously: "He...he submitted, so many, so many!"

"I'll come here immediately, you'll notify Mr. Wang now." The words of the top beast completely drove Vice President Yang into the abyss, but his years of experience still made him calm down. After stepping on the cigarette butts that had fallen to the ground before, he hurriedly left the office and walked towards the top beast's office.

"Let's go." When Vice President Yang first went out by Mr. Wang's office, Mr. Wang happened to come out of the office. He didn't care about saying anything more. He looked at Vice President Yang and walked side by side towards the office of the top beast.

Because backend data and other things are all in charge of the department of the top beast, Mr. Wang, Vice President Yang and another vice president who is on a business trip do not have this data on the computer.

"Mr. Wang, Mr. Yang." The top beast who was sitting in front of the computer kept clicking to refresh the face was pale. Seeing Mr. Wang and Vice President Yang pushing the door in a gloomy face, he immediately stood up from his chair, flashed to the side, and said: "From 8:47 minutes, the new account registered by Hao Yunyang, Jiuxiao*Meteor, has already started submitting works, but due to the time difference of data synchronization delay, I saw his data changes in the background until 8:50 minutes..."

"How much has he submitted now?" Vice President Yang asked before he could finish his words, interrupting the words of the best beast.

"I just saw eighty-seven." The top beast hurried forward and grabbed the mouse and clicked it to refresh, then turned around with a purple face: "Now there are already one hundred and twenty-four..."

Mr. Wang raised his face and didn't say anything, but Vice President Yang's breathing gradually became rapid. The reason was actually very simple. Once Hao Yunyang really met the requirements in the contract, the task of China would be miserable.

Five years of tax exemption, 100% commission commission, what does this mean?

Simply put, Hao Yunyang has currently started a company, so he conservatively estimates that his company won 150 projects every day, with an average of 1,200 yuan per project, which is 180,000 yuan a day. This 180,000 yuan is required to be handed over to Hao Yunyang 100%, and China also has to bear the tax on this aspect.

How much does it cost to pay for 180,000? More than 50,000!

One month means one million and a year...

As he thought about it, Vice President Yang's forehead was covered in cold sweat. President Wang stood beside him and looked gloomy and didn't know what he was thinking.

The two big guys didn't say anything, and the top beasts didn't dare to speak. They could only hang their hands on both sides, lowered their heads slightly, and stood quietly, not daring to make a slight sound.

"Look at what he submitted, is there any possibility of winning the bid!" After a while of silence, Mr. Wang's face changed repeatedly and he said hurriedly: "Quick!"

"Oh!" Vice President Yang woke up like a dream and nodded quickly.

He clicked on Hao Yunyang's personal data page and retrieved the LOGO project of a work he had just submitted. When Mr. Wang looked at the computer screen with the last glimmer of hope, his eyes were wet, it was so perfect, and it was unreasonable not to win the bid!

Several projects have been opened one after another, without exception, the LOGOs submitted by Hao Yunyang are all classic!

So, the last trace of fantasy was shattered.

Vice President Yang was silent, and the best beast was depressed.

Mr. Wang really wants to cry out loud. A contract will cost tens of millions in a year...
Chapter completed!