After a moment of dead silence, there was another round of excitement among the villagers: "3.6 million!!! How much money is this."

"With so much money, I'm afraid I'm not acting in a movie."

"3.6 million a year!!! Doubled again."

"Boy Qin is so awesome. Anyone who comes here will give him a salary of several million."

"Oh my god, I don't know how to praise Mr. Qin anymore."

"What kind of high-tech job is this? Why are the wages so high?"

…

"Impossible...absolutely impossible..."

"This must be an act."

"Fake, everything is fake."

"3.6 million, you must be kidding me."

…

Zhang Hu on the side was shocked beyond measure, muttering to himself with a dull look on his face.

He couldn't believe this was true anymore.

How can you play like this?

Anyone comes and asks for a sky-high price of 1.8 million, and another person asks for 3.6 million?

"How can it be?"

His emotions were already a little out of control.

"1.8 million, 3.6 million, fake it, Qin Luo."

"It must be fake. I'm not here to lie to you."

"These two people must be liars."

Zhang Hu almost roared.

And maybe he heard Zhang Hu’s doubts.

Tan Qiao turned around and walked towards his BMW.

After a while, he came over with a pile of money.

He used a few zip ties to tie the money into a big pile.

There are 10 small stacks in one column, and the total number of columns is 10X10.

"Fuck...this..."

"It's really 1 million?!"

Zhang Hu was obviously shocked.

On the side, Wang Xin also took out his mobile phone and tinkered with it for a while.

Then I showed it to him directly.

"Look carefully, this is the business backend that I am in charge of."

"And these are the anchors who signed contracts with me. They all have at least 20 million fans."

"Their background data is all here, clear!"

Zhang Hu took a look.

Immediately, he couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"it is true!"

These anchors are all big names, and I often saw them when I was shopping for scarves.

They are all at least 10 million fans or above.

However, their account background data is all clearly visible on Wang Xin’s mobile phone.

Obviously Wang Xin didn't lie, he was indeed a staff member of the bib.

…

But, this is not the end yet.

Just when Zhang Hu couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

There was an engine sound.

Another white Land Rover also parked at the entrance of the village, and a man wearing a pure white suit appeared.

After the man got out of the car, his eyes lit up slightly when he saw Qin Luo, and then he ran over.

"This is Mr. Qin Luoqin, hello."

"I am Xiong Zhe, a talent scout on the DouShou platform, who specializes in discovering potential anchors."

"Our platform very much recognizes Mr. Qin's live broadcast content, and we also very much hope that Mr. Qin can develop with us."

"Our top manager at Doushou Jiangning Distribution is willing to sign a contract with you with a guaranteed annual salary of 12 million yuan, plus 50% of the gift proceeds."

After saying that, he looked at Qin Luo expectantly.

…

"Fuck!" Zhang Hu finally couldn't hold himself any longer.

After his face turned pale for a while, he made a pop and sat down on the ground as if he had lost all his strength.

…

12 million annual salary.

Qin Luo was also shocked by the generosity of shaking hands.

After signing this agreement, even if you live broadcast casually every day, you can earn at least 1 million every month.

I have to say, this temptation is really too great.

Tan Qiao and Wang Xin on the side were also dumbfounded and speechless.

With a guaranteed annual salary of 12 million yuan and a 50% profit share, this salary is higher than that of many mature anchors.

You need to know which of the mature anchors has more than 20 million fans.

They have their own fan base, and even if they hold a live broadcast every day, gifts are indispensable.

As for Qin Luo, although his potential is very high, he has not grown up yet. With an annual salary of 12 million, there is still a high probability that he will lose money.

Tan Qiao and Wang Xin were shocked, but they also had to be convinced by the trembling hand.

After taking a breath of cold air, Wang Xin spoke again.

He questioned: "Mr. Xiong, are you serious about shaking your hands? Are you sure you are not joking about this kind of treatment?"

As he said this, he smiled contemptuously: "It's not like they saw us here and deliberately raised the price to rob people."

Qin Luo also cast a questioning look at Xiong Zhe.

Xiong Zhe smiled slightly, looking confident.

He pulled out a document from his bag.

He handed it to Qin Luo and said, "Mr. Qin, this is our contract. The treatment and other aspects are exactly as I said. Please take a look."

Qin Luo took the contract and looked at it. Sure enough, it said that the annual salary was guaranteed to be 12 million and 50% of the income share.

Moreover, even the official seal of Jiangning Distribution with Shaking Hands has been stamped.

As long as you agree and sign the contract, you will be a person with an annual salary of 12 million.

Seeing the signed contract, Tan Qiao and Wang Xin were completely speechless.

I’ve already got this fucking contract, how can I still have a holiday?

They had given such a high price from the beginning, instead of deliberately raising the price after seeing the two of them here.

Both Tan Qiao and Wang Xin felt that they had no hope at all.

The millions they fired are nothing compared to 12 million.

You can tell with your toes that Qin Luo will definitely sign a contract with Xiong Zhe.

The conditions are too low.

Regrettably, the two of them had to be shocked again by the great courage of shaking hands.

If you give them another chance, they may not be able to offer such a price.

Qin Luo will definitely switch to fighting in the future.

With the resources of the DouShou platform and the ability of the anchor himself, another new star in the live broadcast industry is about to rise.
To be continued...