Collector of Online Games

Qin Miao, who came home from work, learned that the baby son who was just off the line was going to do a big business with his brothers, and quickly asked some of them, then nodded again and again, praising his baby son very well .

Tomorrow is Saturday, there is no need to go to work, and the family of three will not go out to play, just stay at home to entertain the guests.

Overnight.

On Saturday morning, Qin Yan slept beautifully and slept until the door was knocked by Shen Kuojian's fat hand.

"Hello aunt!"

"Hello aunt!"

"Oh!"

It was Jiang Yan who opened the door. When I opened the door, I saw Qin Yan's four brothers dressed up refreshingly, all smiling brightly.

"Xiao Yan, your friends are here, you haven't come out yet!" Jiang Yan shouted with a little seriousness.

The guests have already entered the house. The biggest taboo is that Qin Yan, as the host, is still sleeping in the room. Of course, the hostess of the family should reprimand her.

"Auntie, it's okay. Ye Yan did a big thing in the game yesterday. Now I need to give him more rest!" Meng Lekang laughed while sitting on the sofa.

"Yes, yes, Yan is tired!"

While Yan Yan was making tea, she said helplessly: "You guys ..."

Of course, Jiang Yan knew these sons' brothers.

Although the number of guests is not many, but her son has played with them for so long, Jiang Yan still knows some things.

These guys have no bad tastes and are of good moral character. Now when they look at the past, they are all sunny, and they are all very happy when they see it.

"Thank Auntie!" Qin Yan came out of the room after Jiang Yan put tea on one end.

"It's all here ..." Qin Yan rubbed his eyes, and some **** fell from his fingers.

Don't say, this feeling is so exciting!

It's as good as picking up a big nose!

"Brother Yan!"

Jiang Yan said with a smile: "Call our family Xiaoyan to be a brother. I don't think you are younger than him."

Shen Kuanjian patted his breasts: "Auntie, in our group, Yan Yan has done the most and the most things. We rank according to our ability."

"Really?" Jiang Yan glanced at Qin Yan and listened to the praises of her son. Of course, Jiang Yan, as a mother, was very happy in her heart.

"Mom, dad?" Qin Yan asked casually after sitting on the sofa.

"Go shopping, come back later." Jiang Yan pointed outside.

"Fat, let's just get down to business. Did the contract bring it?" Qin Yan turned and smiled.

"Brought brought, brought offline, I went offline yesterday, I discussed it with my dad, he was very happy, and said that he wanted to come today, I guess my dad may be a bit inappropriate, so let him Here. "Shen Kuojian took out a stack of paper from a briefcase.

"Your dad is okay!" Hu Jingying said, drinking tea.

"It's mainly because my dad has nothing to talk to us, afraid of embarrassment, hee hee." Shen Kuojian divided the contract paper.

"After reading it, if you have any questions, you can say that the main batch of medicine was given by Yan brother, so Yan brother must take the absolute big head. Is this no opinion?"

"There is a Mao opinion!" Lin Yi said, picking up the contract in front of him.

"Just talk a lot!" Shen Kuo Jian Chao Lin Yi fisted.

Qin Yan handed the contract to Jiang Yan, and said quietly, "Mom, let me help you."

Jiang Yan took over and saw Qin Yan's proportion at first sight.

65% ...

This number was unexpected for Jiang Yan.

Last night she talked with Qin Miao in the room for a while, and agreed that Shen Kuojian's company can give 50% of the company is already very good.

Although his son is the party that supplies the goods, their family is just a common family, without a company like the Shen family as a powerful channel guarantee.

In a sense, even if you have the goods, but there is no channel, your batch of goods is dead and has no value, so from this perspective, the sales channel will be more important.

This is also Jiang Yan and Qin Miao's view that 50% is good. The part to let go is the kind of sentiment sent by his son in life.

Jiang Yan and Qin Miao are still very receptive to the friends made by their sons, so the two owners of the Qin family think that this business is feasible.

However, at the first glance of the contract, it was clear that the Shen family had taken some of the benefits.

This proportion may be really driven by this guy, Shen Kuojian.

Jiang Yan glanced deeply at Shen Kuojian, and found that Shen Kuojian was chatting happily with her son and others while watching the contract.

Looking at Qin Yan again, Jiang Yan felt relieved.

Although her son didn't make a name for himself in society after finishing college, the people he met were pretty good. This is also the minimum requirement that her father and Qin Yan have for her life.

"5%!" Meng Lekang shouted his share.

"Lekang, are there too few?" Shen Kuojian said again with his big fist.

"It's not too few, it's too much!" Meng Lekang said, pushing the glasses representing wisdom.

"I'm probably divided too. The rest you ask Yan Yan, I don't care!"

"Okay, that's it, I'll sign first." Qin Yan took the pen, took the paper from his mother, and started signing.

"Will the game ID also be written?"

"Of course, I asked the labor department of our company to write down and sign the real name." Shen Kuojian nodded, "Also, don't alter it."

Qin Yan simply signed the contract, the game name is Qin Huohuo, and the name is Qin Yan.

Hu Jingying's game is at the head of the game, Lin Yi's game is called Niu Yanlian, and Meng Lekang's game is called Qiufeng Knife.

Jiang Yan stood up and watched the young people write down their game names. Some were interested in the origin of these names.

"What do your names mean?"

"Auntie, my previous net name was Niu Niu, and I was bullied every day when chatting online, so poor Niu Niu was equal to Niu Yilian." Lin Yi said scratching his head.

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Speaking of Lin Yi's previous net name of a little child, several Qin Yan people, including Jiang Yan, laughed embarrassedly.

"I named this because my knife is as fast as the autumn wind chopping leaves!" Meng Lekang pretended to add, and added: "Brother Yan, I will live up to your stick in the future, I want to take a sword or a sword! "

Qin Yan froze, "You're free!"

Everyone looked at Hu Jinglian.

Hu Jingxuan was at a loss: "I don't know why I called this name. It was called by New Oriental. He seems to have a book friend who actually has a head, abbreviated as Ju head."

Qin Yan: "..."

"Who is New Oriental?"

"It seems ... is the one who created us."

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