Resource Tycoon Reborn

Chapter 21: Use barbarians to control barbarians

Seeing the surprised looks on the faces of everyone present, Sun Lan felt as happy as drinking a bottle of frozen Coke in the dog days of summer. He didn't believe it. At this point, Su Aijun still refused to give in! He had asked about it

Well, the reason why a Japanese comics company came to Su Aijun to sign a contract this time was because Bai Lin had done a lot of work, and the initial contact was also through Bai Lin. This shows that Bai Lin must be very familiar with Su Aijun.

The relationship should also be very close.

"What a despicable villain!" Fang Bin's face turned pale with anger and he cursed through gritted teeth.

"Despicable villain? This only shows that you are stupid! A group of country leopards also want to fight with me!" Sun Lan said proudly. What's the use of swearing? It won't hurt you at all. And the more you curse, the more likely you will be.

The more it shows that the other party is unable to change, it seems that his goal is about to be achieved, and his immigration plan is also about to succeed.

"Uncle Su, you can't be too polite to this kind of clown! Shoot him to death immediately, he is embarrassing all of us Chinese people!" Fang Mingyuan suddenly said, he was extremely disgusted with Sun Lan's face.

"A clown? Little bastard, who the hell are you scolding?" Sun Lan's face was a bit unflattering. A teenage boy dared to say something rude!

Fang Bin immediately stood up, reached out and grabbed Sun Lan by the collar, lifted him up, and said viciously: "If you say even half a curse word, I will let you crawl downstairs!" Fang Bin was in

He is also a good fighter in Haizhuang Town. Although his family has become rich in the past few years and he no longer has the time to participate in such things, he has never given up on physical exercise. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Sun Lan felt as if there was iron on his neck.

As if the pliers were clamped, he stood up involuntarily.

"Uncle, don't do it, he will cry later." Fang Mingyuan stopped Fang Bin and said, "Hitting him will only stain your hands!" Fang Bin then let go and returned to his seat.

Su Aijun gave Sun Lan a cold look, stood up and sat on the sofa, picking up the phone next to the sofa. "Brother, I am Aijun. Now you have something to check for me. The Party Secretary of China Import and Export Corporation

Who is he? What's his phone number? Well, I have something to trouble him here. Well, there is an unscrupulous employee of his company who is acting domineering here. Ah? Shoot him to death, haha, I'm just a department from a university.

Director, how can I have this power? Well, well, he can call me. You also know my phone number. Hurry up, we are having dinner here, and it is really off-putting to see him."

Sun Lan touched his sore neck and looked at the angry Fang Bin. He wanted to say a few more words, but was afraid that Fang Bin would really hit him. The folk customs in the northwest are not as good as those in the capital, and they will not fight if they disagree.

Strangely, he looked at his arms and legs, then at Fang Bin's, and shut his mouth obediently. He thought to himself: "A good man will not suffer the loss in front of him, I will settle the score with you later!"

He looked at Su Aijun who was on the phone again and thought: "Just brag. There is a huge difference between the level of a department director of a small university and the party committee secretary of a company, and yet he asked the other party to call me."

, Hum hum, I’ll see how you end it then.”

"Fang Jun, what's going on?" Miyamoto Oriichi suddenly asked Fang Mingyuan.

"Fang Jun?" Sun Lan immediately became agitated. This is not the habit of Chinese people. Only then did he notice Miyamoto Oriichi. The more he looked at it, the more he thought. Why does this man look like a Japanese?

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Fang Mingyuan glanced at Sun Lan and Koizumi Keiji with disgust, and couldn't help but have an idea in his mind: "Mr. Miyamoto, these are Koizumi Keiji, the contracted editor of "Weekly Shonen" who came to Fengyuan, and his translator Sun Lan. They insisted that I be there.

He signed that extremely harsh contract, no, he used all kinds of dirty tricks. Now he is threatening me with my uncle's job and room allocation." So he added jealousy to the meeting between Koizumi Keiji and Sun Lan.

Hajime's arrogance told Miyamoto Oriichi.

Sun Lan's hand on the table couldn't help but trembled, and she knocked over the wine glass. Fortunately, there was no wine in it. Fang Mingyuan's words revealed two important pieces of information. Mr. Miyamoto, this is obviously Japanese.

There was no one with the surname Miyamoto in China; the author of "Yu Yu Hakusho" was not the Su Aijun he thought, but this young man who looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old! And that Bai Lin was his uncle.

Miyamoto Oriichi's brows furrowed. In fact, he had already heard the general idea just now. "Fang Jun, you said their contract is very harsh. How do you mean it is harsh?"

Fang Mingyuan stood up, took out the "Weekly Shonen" contract from Su Aijun's desk, and handed it to Miyamoto Oriichi. Miyamoto turned it over and his eyes immediately widened. No wonder Fang Mingyuan said this

A contract that is extremely harsh, it is simply...a slave contract! Miyamoto Oriichi couldn't find the right words to describe it.

He got up angrily and sat opposite Koizumi Keiji. Koizumi Keiji looked at Miyamoto Oriichi in shock. Because he didn't understand Chinese, he didn't bother to listen to what Sun Lan and the others were talking about. Sun Lan had already called before he came.

After receiving the guaranteed ticket, he was guaranteed to let Su Aijun sign the contract honestly today, so he was sitting on the sofa in a state of wandering, thinking about how his uncle would praise him when he returned to China to meet his uncle with this contract.

.In addition, Miyamoto Oriichi, the gifted man, has always remained silent, so he did not pay attention to its existence at all.

"I am Oriichi Miyamoto, the editor of "Shōnen Monthly", and you are Keiji Koizumi, the editor of "Weekly Shōnen"?" Miyamoto Oriichi said in Japanese.

Koizumi Keiji was also excited and stood up straight. Although "Shounen Monthly" is just a new comic book company that was established not long ago, the Enix Co., Ltd. behind it cannot be underestimated. "Hai! I am Koizumi.

Keiji, hello Miyamoto-senpai!"

"Koizumi-kun, please sit down. I want to know, is this the contract that your company has drawn up for Fang Jun?" Oriichi Miyamoto asked coldly.

"Fang Jun?" Koizumi Keiji raised his head in surprise, who is Fang Jun?

"That's the author of "Yu Yu Hakusho"! Tell me, is this the contract your company drew up for Fang Jun?" Oriichi Miyamoto said impatiently. How come (Weekly Shonen) sent out such a waste for so long?

, he actually hasn’t even figured out who the author is. Although, at this point, he has to thank the senior management of "Weekly Shōnen", otherwise how could Fang Mingyuan choose him. But this thing is really embarrassing to the Japanese.

! Without extracting surplus value, capitalists cannot make a profit. This is a well-known truth, but this extraction must be measured and measured. This kind of contract is tantamount to killing the goose that takes the egg!

Koizumi Keiji looked at the contract on the table with a red face, hesitating and speechless. He was not a fool. This contract was obviously out of date in Japan. If only the Chinese people discovered it, it would not be a big deal. The Chinese people only

They would protest and could not come up with any truly effective measures. But it would be different if it fell into the hands of a competitor. This is a major matter that affects the reputation of "Weekly Shonen"!

"Forget it, you and I don't belong to the same magazine. I don't want to say anything more about your company's behavior. I just want to inform you that Fang Jun has officially signed a contract with my "Youth Monthly". This kind of unsavory threat

The author's practice of forcing the contract has disgraced us Japanese! If you are still stubborn, Mr. Koizumi, then just wait to receive a summons from the court!" Miyamoto Oriichi put away the contract on the table, "

This is the best evidence. With it, I believe the judges will understand why Fang Jun chose us instead of you!"