At 1:00 p.m., after lunch, Hao Yunyang returned to the office. He smiled as he saw the revised contract sent to him by Vice President Yang of China.

Liu Ming, who was idle, took the contract and printed it out, then happily signed his name on it, stamped it with the company's official seal, and then faxed it over. After Mr. Wang also signed the new contract and sent the fax back again, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Eighty percent, I'm underestimating me too much..." Hao Yunyang paused, and a seemingly evil smile appeared on his face: "It's the software..."

In fact, Hao Yunyang/No need to sign such a contract for the company at all, because when he signed the contract with Mission China, the contract did not mention that Hao Yunyang could not participate in project competition with other people's works. Similarly, even if Hao Yunyang did this, Mission China would have no choice but to do anything to him and still have to fulfill the contract.

Now, Hao Yunyang not only registered a new vest, but also signed a new contract with Mission China. The main purpose is only one, that is, to advertise the company and mark the company in the submitted project works.

As for Jiuxiao Graphic Design Studio, Hao Yunyang never thought of disbanding or withdrawing. After all, the company is a company, and private is a private person, so it cannot be confused. At present, the burden of Jiuxiao Studio has been discussed and has been pressed on Zero's shoulders. Hao Yunyang cannot do it and does not want to do it.

At the same time, he also understood that once he did that, Mu Xitong and others would react very fiercely, which was something Hao Yunyang didn't want to see.

Sitting in front of the computer and opening the YY channel, Hao Yunyang cleared his throat and said, "Everyone can rest."

"What do you mean?" Sun Fei was the first to react and said strangely: "This is not done yet."

"Well, you finish the project at hand first." Hao Yunyang thought for a while and added: "Then you don't have to do it tomorrow. Of course, you can choose to go out tomorrow, or you can choose to go to the company to change your own account to do the project, in the name of the studio."

"What's wrong?" Mu Xitong was online.

"You don't even know that you are hiding in the office, right?" Hao Yunyang smiled and said, "I just signed a new contract with Mission China. The specific requirements in it are roughly the same as the original contract signed, but the period for tax payment has been increased to five years, and signed in the name of the company."

"Pay five years of tax payment?" Hearing Hao Yunyang's words, Bing'er said astonished: "Are all the top leaders in China stupid?"

"Of course, it is difficult to get the tax payment for the past five years. The people in the mission China are not fools. They also made a request. If they do not sign this contract, he would have to exempt me from taxes within two years. If they sign it and we did not meet his requirements, he would at least avoid the taxes in our company. This is also a supplement to the original contract." Hao Yunyang smiled and said the requirements of the mission China in front of everyone, and then said: "However, the mission China obviously does not know the organization. Since he dares to stumbling on me, I have a way to make him cry and feel bitter."

"Do you want to take this matter alone?" Little Elliot said reluctantly: "Don't have confidence in our strength?"

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean that." Hao Yunyang rubbed his temples and explained: "After all, this is related to the company's great benefits in the next five years, and I don't have the confidence to win, so I don't plan to take action this time."

"How to complete a hundred projects?" Mu Xitong asked.

"Haha, I have sent the organization a request for help, and the organization has approved it." Hao Yunyang said naturally: "I will sit in the company today and tomorrow, responsible for finding suitable projects and submitting works, etc. You can also participate. The commission is your own, but there is a saying that I can say before."

"you say."

"From now on, it's best not to get involved in the LOGO design..."

Mission: There are 1,043 LOGO design projects in China that are still under bidding. Hao Yunyang thoroughly sorted out the 997 projects that can be taken from these 1,043 LOGO design projects, and then different levels are arranged according to different project end time, including three levels of relaxation, tension and very nervous.

When Hao Yunyang sat alone in the office and completed the preparations before taking action, there were only Zhao Chenxin, Liu Ming, Kong Lingqiu and Wang Shiyu in the company.

Most of the lights in the office area have been turned off, and it is already nine o'clock in the evening.

"Crill..." Hao Yunyang stroked his empty stomach and opened the office door. He saw the four people who were still waiting there. He couldn't help but smiled, turned around and took out the car keys, walked to Zhao Chenxin and handed over the car keys, and said, "Don't wait, I'm not going back tonight. I have to stay up late to fight. You can drive with Liu Ming and Ling Qiu first."

"You want to stay all night?" Zhao Chenxin was stunned for a moment and took the car key: "I won't eat dinner anymore?"

"Dinner." Hao Yunyang smiled and looked at Wang Shiyu and said, "Shi Yu, go down and pack a copy for me, or call me to order a takeaway, and then you can get off work. I, a living person, will not disappear out of thin air. Well, remember to close the door when you leave."

"Well, then you should be careful." Zhao Chenxin nodded lightly, while Wang Shiyu didn't say a word, standing there looking at Hao Yunyang with a sharp look.

"Chen Xin."

"Um?"

"If you have free time," Hao Yunyang said softly, very gentle: "Learn more financial things."

"Oh..." Zhao Chenxin's face turned red and she wanted to say something, but looked at Liu Ming and others, and finally swallowed the words back and whispered.

"Okay, let's do it for now." Hao Yunyang stretched out and smiled on his face: "I have to work hard, and strive to send everyone a big red envelope during the Spring Festival!"

The security guards of Jiuxiao organization were unaware of this matter. Hao Yunyang also stated that this matter must not be leaked. At least for now, it still needs to be kept confidential on a small scale.

Watching Zhao Chenxin and the other two leave the company, Hao Yunyang turned his head and looked at Wang Shiyu who had cut his long hair into a shattered eyebrows, and said, "Go and get some food for me."

"Yes." Wang Shiyu finally nodded and turned around and left.

"Where are you going?" Seeing that Wang Shiyu was about to step out of the threshold, Hao Yunyang asked strangely.

"Buy food." Wang Shiyu stopped, but did not look back.

"You won't call to order takeout?" Hao Yunyang said with a laugh and cry.

"The takeaway item is not guaranteed." Wang Shiyu said lightly and left: "You can't die yet."

Listening to Wang Shiyu's words, Hao Yunyang was ridiculous. In his eyes, he had caused the situation that he wanted to poison and punish him?
Chapter completed!