Jiang Nan Fang Zhan Bei Jue

Chapter 362 You Are My Son-in-Law!

Min Er was filled with emotion by his encouraging words.

But only for a moment.

Having lived in darkness for so long, one becomes accustomed to retreating.

She knew Zhan Bei Jue was a good person, and his words were undoubtedly sincere.

But she didn't want to drag him down too much.

“Where will you earn so much money? Tens of millions are not tens of thousands, and you still need to find your family. You can’t spend all your time on me…”

Zhan Bei Jue was much more cheerful and confident than her, appearing to have everything under control.

“You don’t need to worry about this. Leave the money-making to me. You just need to believe in me.”

“Min Er, tell me, do you believe me?”

The next day, Min Er went to work, while Zhan Bei Jue went to the boxing gym early.

He and the boss had to keep their promises.

The person had given him the opportunity to participate in the chase game, and he should return to serve him.

However, upon reviewing the contract, Zhan Bei Jue found the salary to be very unsatisfactory.

The boss offered a base salary of ten thousand Euros per month, with commissions based on attendance rates.

He roughly calculated that even if he fought every other day and the venue was packed every time, he would earn at most fifty thousand Euros a month.

At best, five hundred thousand a year, which was still a hundred thousand miles away from the tens of millions in debt he had to repay.

Therefore, he could not accept this job.

“You want to go back on your word?”

The boss raised an eyebrow, and several bodyguards immediately stepped forward in unison.

Zhan Bei Jue shook his head, “No, I didn’t mean that.”

“Then what do you mean?”

“Let me do some calculations for you first,” Zhan Bei Jue said.

“If this game is held three times a year, and each prize is five million, I’ll give you two million per session. Without doing anything, how much can you earn in a year?”

“??”

“Let’s get more creative. If we include website click-through rates and television viewership dividends, how much can you earn in a year?”

“Just me, you don’t have to manage anything, don’t have to worry, just lie down and make money. Isn’t that much more interesting than this?”

The boss didn’t quite understand what he was rambling about.

“Held three times a year? Are you crazy or am I deaf? Who told you that? If the TV station plays the same trick three times a year, who the hell won’t get tired of watching?”

“Of course, they’ll get tired of it, so we won’t hold it in the same country.”

Zhan Bei Jue looked at him calmly.

“You spend money to buy the program’s broadcast rights from the Swiss television station. Buy as many years as you can, and then resell the rights to other countries.”

“As far as I know, Asia’s economy is rising very rapidly, and people’s consumption levels are very high.”

“Not to mention anything else, if you can sell the broadcast rights in three Asian countries, you’ll be well-off for life. Why wouldn’t you?”

Boss: “……”

“This is a brilliant business opportunity. Before anyone else snatches it, go for it. Believe me, by this time next year, you’ll definitely be on the Swiss rich list.”

After speaking, Zhan Bei Jue went to the restaurant to wash dishes for Min Er. Three days later, the boss came to find him again.

“Following your nonsense, I spent ten million Euros to buy three years of broadcast rights for this program, and then sold it to Asia.”

“Now, as you wished, China, Korea, and Thailand have bought its broadcast rights. You have to fight three times a year for this program, don’t embarrass me.”

Min Er: “……”

“The broadcast rights for China were sold first. They are also the most eager to monetize, and have already started preparing the program content. Sign this contract, and I’ll send you there first to adapt to the environment.”

Zhan Bei Jue felt an indescribable gratitude towards this decisive boss.

Although he only wanted to earn money himself, the boss had given him the highest level of trust!

Looking at the contract, it was all about profit sharing, no issues.

Zhan Bei Jue’s only question was: could he also get passports for Min Er’s family so they could return home?

Because, judging by the program schedule, he would have very little time to return here in the future.

For the next three years, he would be based in Asia. He couldn’t bear to be apart from Min Er, nor could he rest assured about her.

It was clear that Min Er felt the same.

She looked at the boss with bright eyes, hoping he would agree.

The boss, however, smiled and said, “Impossible.”

“You are a dishonest person, you know that yourself.”

“Even with nothing, you dare to dream. If you become famous later and are scouted by other bosses, wouldn’t you ditch me in an instant?”

“I won’t allow that to happen, at least not within these three years. So, anyone can leave, but she cannot.”

“Not only will I not let her go, but I will also keep an eye on her and have people watching her. If you are dishonest, she, and her family, will bear the pain of betraying me for you.”

Even though his words and actions were ruthless,

Zhan Bei Jue had no choice.

Min Er’s family was too deeply in debt. If he didn’t take a risk, he would be fighting in boxing matches until the next life and still wouldn’t be able to repay it all.

When they returned that evening, neither of them was in high spirits, and her father even came out to cause trouble.

“What’s going on? Didn’t we already pay Lao Pan three million? Why are there so many more people outside?”

“They look familiar. They must be sent by Lao Pan! Tell me, did you make any private deals with him?”

“What are you trying to do? Are you trying to sell us out?”

Min Er truly wished she could pour a bottle of wine down his throat and choke him to death. Why did this piece of trash have to be her father?!

“They are here for you. They’re afraid you’ll run away without repaying the debt. What does Ah Shen have to do with it? You ungrateful wretch!”

“Ah Shen is leaving tomorrow, going to China. If you don’t control your temper, who will take care of you in the future!”

Her father instantly became a little flustered.

“He’s leaving? Going to China? What for?”

“What does it have to do with you?”

“How is it not related to me? Didn’t he say he was chasing you and would treat you well in the future? He’s going to be my son-in-law, and he’s just leaving like that. What about you?”

Min Er felt disgusted and couldn’t be bothered to look at him, deliberately provoking him.

“Don’t you want money? Without a five-million-yuan betrothal gift, you wouldn’t let him touch me, right? He doesn’t want me anymore…”

“That won’t do! How can you go back on your word like this? You two spent the night together yesterday!”

Her father was agitated and quickly dropped the wine bottle to grab Zhan Bei Jue.

“You can’t leave. If you don’t repay the debt, you can’t take Min Er away. You can’t go back on your word!”

Min Er took the opportunity to negotiate with her father.

“I told you he’s out of money. If you keep talking about repaying the debt like this, you’ll just scare him away even more.”

“Then I won’t say it, I won’t say it. Don’t leave. You two get married now, exchange rings, you are my son-in-law, you can’t leave. Hurry!”

Saying that, he took off a turquoise ring he had worn for over a decade and stuffed it into Zhan Bei Jue’s hand.

“Put it on. According to the ancient customs of our Chinese people, have the ceremony. After the ceremony, you two will be husband and wife, and you’re not allowed to run away. Hurry!”

“Min Er, kneel down! Quickly, kowtow!”

Although she had always hated her father and wished he would die quickly, at this moment, Min Er was grateful to him.

Zhan Bei Jue was leaving, and perhaps he might never return. She also longed for some security from the bottom of her heart.

She looked at Zhan Bei Jue with bright eyes, and Zhan Bei Jue seemed to sense her feelings.

He took the ring and knelt down with a thud.