Let You Drive The Excavator, You Dug Out The Nuke

The manager looked at the silent audience and spoke slowly again.

"26 Good's contract was originally drafted with a liquidated damages of only 1 million. In other words, with his current strength, he can change jobs and live broadcast at any time. I believe that there are many people who are willing to pay this liquidated damages for him.

"I even doubt that those live broadcast platforms will give him all the profits if they dig No. 26. What they want is not the immediate profits, but the huge traffic he brings, just like the recent live broadcast rooms of our other players. The popularity has also risen crazily, and you should all be able to see it.”

"Now think about it, one is 100% for himself, and the other is 60% for him. If it were you, how would you choose?"

"What's more, I even heard rumors that a certain director is willing to pay him one billion yuan to film a personal variety show. If this is the case, is there any need for him to participate? You must know that all his popularity is earned by his own strength. Come on, we offer very, very little help.”

"So, my decision is not just to give him a little more money, but to let him know our attitude towards him. If it weren't for this economic crisis, I would be willing to give it to him to be honest!"

"In a word, the 26th is no longer something we can restrain and control. Now we can only try our best to build a good relationship with him. Otherwise, once he leaves, our whole show will be like being ripped off by someone. I'm afraid It is directly paralyzed!"

The manager's words silenced everyone.

They understand that the manager is right.

Not to mention anything else, Fang Yang's income has been around 20 million these days.

If you add the 5 million promised by the Bureau of Cultural Relics later, it will definitely exceed 20 million.

What kind of concept is this? People don't lack this money at all.

The most important thing is that he has dug up so many things in just five days.

In the past five days, he has occupied the entire network headlines and hot search opportunities.

Today's reward, no one of them will be surprised!

Who would have thought that just relying on rewards could destroy the live broadcast room.

This is equivalent to smashing it with money.

At this pace, who knows what he can dig up today.

But one thing is for sure, no matter what he digs, there will be a lot of people willing to watch.

In short, finding a way to keep him, even if it doesn't make money, is the best choice.

Seeing that everyone was silent, the manager said lightly: "If there is no other opinion, let's leave this matter as it is. Of course, it is best not to announce it to the outside world, lest the players know the opinion. I believe they should be happy, after all It’s an extra income for them too!”

"The public relations department should also pay attention to the movements of other colleagues recently, so as not to be taken advantage of by them and we don't know it. Regarding the contract, we should draw it up as soon as possible, and find a chance to send it to the 26th in person, so that he can sign it."

"If there is nothing else, the meeting will end!"

393 returned to Fang Yang's side, everyone looked at the White plastic bucket on the ground and wondered what it was.

Fang Yang didn't get any ink marks, so he operated the bucket to dig it up from the muddy ground.

Because the outside is covered with a layer of film, the barrel is still clean when it is dug out.

The top cover is also very tight.

Everyone was a little curious and a little scared, and they didn't dare to go up and open the lid.

Finally Fang Yang jumped out of the excavator and opened the cover himself.

The cover came off after a few moves.

The moment the barrel is opened.

The workers scolded their mothers directly.

"Fuck, who is playing such a prank, it's Mingbi again!"

"Worthless, if you don't want it, just throw it away, and find a bucket to bury it, it's really unappetizing."

"Do you think it's possible this time it's real money?"

"Would you bury money in the wild? I would bury it in my own yard too."

Fang Yang listened to their discussions and carefully observed the money in the bucket.

There is also a large clear plastic bag in the bucket.

Bags filled with wads of money.

But this money is a bit different. He is fixed in bundles of five by tape.

It made him feel wrong!

Who has nothing to do to pack the Ming coins so neatly, anyway, they are all used for burning, and it is not easy to burn if they are so trapped together.

With a suspicious attitude, he opened the transparent bag and took out a thick wad of money from it.

This touch.

this weight.

Fang Yang was dumbfounded at the time!

Everyone is familiar with things like money, and they can probably feel it as soon as they get it.

At this time, he can clearly feel that this money is different from the previous Mingbi!

Got money?

Can such a thing happen?

Seeing the big bucket full of money, Fang Yang's heart jumped into his throat.

Quickly tore off the tape, pulled out one from the inside, and observed it carefully.

This time, there is no word "Mingbi" again.

Instead, the People's Bank of China!!

Fang Yang was stunned.

What money!

Seeing his state, the nearby workers were a little puzzled.

The foreman hurried over and asked curiously, "Isn't this Mingbi?"

Fang Yang didn't speak, and handed over the one in his hand.

Dozens of seconds later.

Shock was written all over Foreman Wang's face!

The more the workers saw, the more something was wrong.

"Foreman? What's the matter? Talk to me!"

"Is it real money?"

"Looking at them like this, it's very possible!"

After the foreman came back to his senses at this time, he took a deep breath.

"Brothers, this is indeed real money! But this time, I will absolutely not allow you to take it anymore. I am doing this for your own good. If this is stolen money, you all have to go in!"

【Qi】+1+1+1+1....

[Fuck? Real money? Blind my titanium alloy dog ​​eyes, this time I’m not going to play fake, did I go straight to the point? 】

【My God, this barrel should cost at least hundreds of thousands? Who has nothing to do to bury the money in this place?】

[The high probability is money from unknown sources. If I have so much money, I will definitely put it in the bank every day to earn interest, even if I take it out, it will not be buried in the wild. 】

[I was thinking what would happen to the money if I took it home? If I dug it up, I really wouldn’t dare to take it, it’s too much. 】

【The quality of this bucket looks good. Does anyone know where it was bought? I also want to buy one for later use. 】

【I want to see if Fang Yang will take the money now. 】

The workers hesitated after hearing the foreman's words.

If they take the money and divide it, one person can divide tens of thousands, and they only have less than 100,000 a year.

If you say you don't want it, it must be a lie.

But they also understand that this is too much money, and if they usually find 100 yuan on the ground, they will take it.

But there are at least hundreds of thousands in this barrel.

Even if I take it home, I can't sleep in bed at night.

Fang Yang thought for a while, then took out his mobile phone from his pocket and called Team Wang.

Although he also likes money.

But his intuition told him that this money must never be taken, and he could faintly feel that it was involved in other things.

So calling the police is the best option.

Fang Yang looked at it for a while, then put all the money back into the bag, and finally closed the lid and waited for the Wang team to arrive.

Twenty minutes later.

A police car comes nearby.

Team Wang came over from the car.

The moment he saw Fang Yang, he smiled.

"Fang Yang, there is still a lot of work to do over there in Xihe, and you have arranged work for me again. Is it because I am free and I don't work hard? Find me more work!"

Fang Yang gave his head away in embarrassment: "How can it be, Brother Wang, today is really not a bad thing, it's a good thing!"

"Oh? You can still dig up something good? What the hell!"

"You will know when you come up and take a look."

Wang Dui walked up from below without saying a word, and saw the barrel in the pit at a glance.

"What is this? It doesn't look like a cultural relic or a bomb!"

As soon as the words came out, the workers next to them had question marks on their faces.

Especially the foreman asked curiously: "Officer, why did you say cultural relic bomb? It doesn't look like what you said!"

"Ahem~~~" Wang Dui's expression was a little unnatural: "You will understand!"

After speaking, he walked over and opened the lid of the plastic bucket.

For a moment, Team Wang was stunned.

Xiao Li and the others behind him were also stunned.

Wang Dui was still a little unbelievable at this time: "This is... money?"

"Yes!" Fang Yang nodded: "I've seen it, it's all real money!"

"Hiss~~~It's really a good thing~!"

Immediately afterwards, he opened the plastic bag and took out the money one by one.

"You guys also come over to help and see how much it is!"

"Good team!"

At the construction site at this time, Fang Yang and the photographer stood beside the excavator.

Team Wang counted the amount of money on the ground.

A row of workers stood opposite.

Plus the police car next to it.

The nearest building in the community behind stepped out of the balcony to see what happened.

Some people even rushed downstairs and rode a battery scooter around the gate to watch the excitement.

ten minutes later.

"Captain Wang, the inventory is over, this bucket is exactly 800,000!"

"Okay, I see, take the money back first, and see if anyone comes to claim it then!"

When the workers heard that it was 800,000 yuan, they all stared (bjaa). They had to work hard for many years to earn this money.

It was buried in the wild so casually.

After packing up, Team Wang greeted Fang Yang and drove away.

When the residents of those communities arrived, they found that the police had left. They were a little disappointed and could only turn around and go home.

The foreman looked at Fang Yang curiously after seeing the policeman go: "Young man, what did you mean by what you just said?"

"Ah? What do you mean?" Fang Yang was a little confused.

"Um...that's what he said about cultural relics, bombs or something!"

"Ang~~ That...he has watched too many movies, don't worry, I don't dig those things, I am a serious excavator master!"

The foreman was a little puzzled and a little baffled.

"Oh... I thought you could dig bombs, scare me!"

Fang Yang chuckled: "No way, I swear on my integrity that I haven't dug a bomb until now!"

"Why do you use the word till now? It sounds weird!"

"Ah...well, foreman, should I go to work?"

"That's right, business is important, you continue to dig!"

Seeing the foreman leaving with his head tilted in doubt, Fang Yang felt guilty every day.

【Qi】+1+1+1+1....

【There is nothing wrong with what he said. It is true that no bombs have been dug up to now, and the most landmines and cannons have been dug up!】

【Why do I suddenly have a premonition that he will dig a bomb today! This feeling is very strong!】

[Seeing the appearance of the foreman, I already have a sense of the picture, these simple workers, you have no idea who you hired to dig the soil. 】

[It used to be said that it was going to rain and there was no way for my mother to get married.

Things, now I have to add a Fang Yang to dig treasure!】

【The money just disappeared? This is unreasonable. Fang Yang never digs for no reason. Something is wrong today! I have a hunch that something big is about to happen. 】

【If you want me to say, Fang Yang should be thrown in the urban area to dig. The wilderness knows what is buried there. I don’t believe that he can dig up things in the urban area. 】

Fang Yang sat in the cab again and started digging.

I thought this matter would be over like this, which is good, at least I can work in peace and stability.

Still haven't dug a few times.

puff~~

There was another sound of physical collision.

Fang Yang couldn't help the corners of his eyes twitching.

This voice! No way!

Exactly the same as before, could it be another barrel?

Several people present heard the voice and looked over curiously.

But the soil was not dug deep, so there was only sound, but nothing was seen.

Fang Yang frowned, and continued to dig from the four sides as before, and finally went down with a shovel.

really!

The exact same film.

Exactly the same plastic bucket.

The workers were amazed!

"It's this bucket again!"

"I guess there's still money in it!"

"The last barrel is 800,000, which is too rich."

The foreman was also curious and quickly looked at Fang Yang: "Young man, quickly dig it out and let's have a look!"

Fang Yang nodded, and used a shovel to get it out of the soil completely.

Immediately jumped out of the car, disassembled the outer film, and opened the lid of the plastic bucket!

really!

Or bundles of hundred-dollar bills.

To make sure it was real money, Fang Yang opened the plastic bag inside again.

Still 51,000 bundles were tied with tape.

And finally confirmed by Fang Yang, this is real money!

Now the workers really can't bear it!

"Let's divide up the foreman this time, the police don't know anyway."

"That's right, 800,000 yuan, we can share tens of thousands!"

"I'm still waiting to make money, go home, build a house and marry a wife!"

Listening to the workers' constant persuasion, Jiang Yang frowned.

The faint feeling of something wrong in his heart became more and more obvious.

If nothing else, these two barrels of money add up to more than 1.6 million.

How rich is it with so much cash buried in the wild?

The problem is that even if you have money, you won't do it.

Then this money must be unclean, Zhou Cai buried it here.

Since you have a guilty conscience, it must be related to crime.

But the problem is that now he doesn't know anything.

Fang Yang said lightly to the workers: "This money is not right. If you take it, you will not only spit it out, but also go to jail. Are you sure you want to take it?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but backed away, and they all fell silent.

At this time, Wang Dui was still sitting in the police car, ready to go back and collect the money.

Before my butt was hot, the phone rang again.

"Hi! Fang Yang, what's the matter?"

"That king team... you'd better come back!"

...Could it be that something else was dug up?"

"Ah... another bucket of cash!"

"What? I see, come right away!"

As an old policeman in his forties, his first reaction was that the money must be wrong.

Immediately ordered Xiao Li to drive.

"Xiao Li, turn around and go back to the construction site, something happened again!"

"Good team!"

Ten minutes later, the police car returned to the scene again.

Residents nearby were stunned.

Why did you just leave and come back?

Could something really happen?

The communication group in the community was also discussing non-stop at this time.

"You can see that there is no vegetable field in the back. The police are here, and it seems that something has been dug!"

"I see, this is the second time."

"Really or not, I have to go and see the excitement."

"I'll go too, just to be idle and bored."

Many people hurriedly set off from their homes to the scene.

Those who had just returned saw the police car coming again, and rushed downstairs again.

One of them had a slightly flustered expression. He didn't even know that his clothes were on backwards. He hurriedly rode a battery car to the back of the community while wearing slippers.

Team Wang walked up the mound and saw the same White bucket, and took a deep breath.

Count how much money is in the bucket again as before.

After a while, there was an answer.

800 000!

Another 800,000!

This time Team Wang didn't leave in a hurry but looked at Fang Yang: "I'd better not leave, you keep digging, I always feel that you can still dig something out!"

Hearing this, the foreman was very nervous: "Officer, why do you always say that he can dig things?"

"Ahem~~This..." Wang Dui didn't know how to answer the question: "You will know when you look back!".