When the iceberg is sweetened by me

Chapter 15: Do One Kindness Every Day

Bei Yan immediately replied: "Naturally, it is support. I have set goals for myself since I was a child, and I want to do one good deed every day."

Mencius nodded his head, his expression remained the same cold, "So today, can you do something good?"

"Not yet."

"Would you like to cooperate with me and help me? It's a good deed every day."

Beiyan didn't understand, "Cooperate with you? I have no money, nothing, why cooperate?"

"I heard from Shang Tao that you want to participate in the talent show?"

"That's what I mean. The little brother who was looking for me is a celebrity. I also heard from other young ladies that the previous brother Mo Mei was also one of the mentors. There are so many people present, I know it's not a lie."

"Anyway, I can do anything. The world under the mountain is sometimes sad, but most of the time it is beautiful. I want to try something I have never done before."

"Okay, let me tell you what I think."

Mencius talked about the business: "The draft will officially start on January [-]rd. Although you don't need to pay for the regular competition, do you know how much you need to spend in such a city these days before the start?"

"I probably know, I asked on the way."

After hearing this, Shang Tao sighed in his heart: The girl looks innocent, but she is so smart, she can think of everything, she is quite assertive.

"That's simple. I just want to develop a pure green loan platform for college students. The backing is my company. You don't have to worry about interest rates or company supply issues. You can use it with confidence, but..."

"The platform is still in internal testing, that is, it has not yet been officially launched. I now need someone who is in urgent need of money to cooperate with my company. This will help my development team improve this matter. What do you think?"

At first, Bei Yan felt that besides hearing so many words from Brother Meng all of a sudden, she also felt that his voice was nicer, and this was really a good idea.

She is really worried about how to make some money now. She doesn't even have an ID card. It is very difficult to find a job, but she has a way out.

It was the place where the medicine was bought today. She saw an advertisement for recruiting drug collectors posted there. She asked in the morning if she could do it without an ID card. The grandfather said that it had nothing to do with the certificate, but with ability.

She was in the mountains, and she also studied with the monks in the temple since she was a child, and learned some medical skills, she is capable.

Looking at Meng Zixian again, she rolled her eyes and said, "If it's a loan from Mr. Meng's subordinates, then it must be trustworthy, but if it's a loan, I will definitely have to borrow a lot at once, and there is too much cash, and I have no identity." I don’t even have a bank card, what should I do?”

"The company will help you, that is to say... I will help you make an identity."

"Really?" Bei Yan was surprised, but then became suspicious: "You don't want to fall in love with me, why do you help me?"

She is not stupid to say that she is asked to do good deeds every day, but she still understands the root cause.

"Say..." Tang Zhu couldn't hold back when he heard this.

"Please figure it out first, I'm not helping you. I will deduct 3000 yuan for your ID card and pay it off in one year."

Speaking of which, seeing the little girl scratching her head and carefully considering the balance, he added another sentence:
"If you get good grades in that audition, the program will reward trainees who debuted with a 5 yuan debut fund at the end of the show. The debut is to be an artist, and there will be more lucrative jobs in the future. If you dare to fight, it is not difficult to pay back the money. .”

After hearing this, Bei Yan didn't react much, but she took a deep breath.

"Mr. Meng, can you give me some paper and pen?"

Tang Zhu handed over the pen and paper, took it, and Bei Yan picked up the pen, holding the pen like a writing brush, with the pen held straight.

(End of this chapter)