American Entertainment 1982 Chapter 53

  Chapter 53 Welcome everyone

"To do business, you need to show a business attitude. I don't care how much money Princeton will take away from the professors who are willing to attend, Mr. Principal, but including the donation to the school, I can only give 20%. I am very grateful to the school. A little support for a few of our students' entrepreneurship, but there is so much material gratitude, yes, 20%." Tommy Hawke sat in the principal's office, looking at the principal Mende behind the desk with a serious expression Mr. S.

Mendes took off the glasses on his face, got up slowly from behind the desk, walked to the window to look at the scenery, then slowly pulled down the blinds, walked to Tommy Hawk, and took out a box of Marlboro from his suit pocket With a cigarette in his mouth, he fumbled in his pocket: "Twenty percent, Grandet should learn how to do business with you, borrow a fire, kid."

  Tommy Hawke took out the lighter and lit it for the principal: "Mr. Mendez, I picked up the lighter on the road and I'm about to give it to the teacher."

   "On behalf of the convenience store owner, thank you for your kindness, son." Mr. Mendes took a breath of a cigarette, walked back to his desk and sat down again:

"Forty percent, otherwise I will use the reason that you took away the school's sports equipment without a normal application to stop the club's activities. I know Dennis did it, but that's not important, isn't it? According to statistics from the administrative department, there are already nearly Two hundred high school students asked about the payment method, and the number is still increasing. The one-week summer camp at the University of Cambridge in the United Kingdom only quoted 1,500 yuan! And you just take them to live in a country in the Caribbean that doesn't even have a TV station for a week, and you quote A high price of 999 yuan."

  Tommy Hawk played with the lighter: "You used to have a very tall image in my mind. Mr. Mendes, you surprised me. I think you'd better not ruin the image of stalwart in my heart."

Mendes spread his hands: "Because I don't know if the professors in Princeton will share a share, and how much is that share. If they want too much, you can't let the school bear it. This is a public high school. It's not a prestigious private school with deep pockets. The school supports students to do business within their ability to increase their social and business experience, but the school doesn't want to be a loser, and you donate 40% of the money, which makes me feel happy and forgets what I had before. What bad boys do."

   "Thirty-five percent." Tommy Hawke said.

Mendes nodded and did not refuse: "If it is 35%, I will replace Miss Farrell with Mr. McDyess, an instructor whose image, gender and personality are exactly opposite to Miss Farrell, McDyess Mister has a lot of experience, Miss Farrell has just started working after all, and she..."

"You really know how to do business, Mr. Mendez, 40% of the deal. You don't need to let the paralyzed Mr. McDyess guide me. Let the school's legal consultant draw up the contract. Half of the success is as if I paid for my own beauty." Tommy Hawke interrupted the other party and spoke.

  Mendez smiled in satisfaction, raised his cigarette case and signaled to Tommy: "Of course, Tommy, the school will of course provide all-round support, Good, how about a cigarette?"

   "Okay." Tommy stared at his principal suspiciously, slowly got up, and went to pick up the cigarette case in the other party's hand.

  Mendez retracted a second before Tommy was about to touch: "Sorry, I forgot that I lit the last one, but I guess you still have a box of cigarettes you found in your pocket?"

   "If you were in politics, I would definitely vote for you, Mr. Mendes, giving students cigarettes and witnessing cigarettes smoking themselves, the consequences of these two complaints are different, right?"

"Since you may be a little dissatisfied with me, I have to guard against it. If you really give you cigarettes and you file a complaint against me, it will not be worth the loss." Mendes smiled cunningly: "So how many sessions will this summer camp be held? "

"According to the current plan, four phases, one phase every two weeks, one phase of 60 people, we plan to recruit 240 people and then stop, because I think that country should be plagued by more than 200 American high school students." Tommy Hawke sat back depressed and spoke.

   "Seize the opportunity, Tommy, this is the best moment between Lincoln High School and you." Mr. Mendes encouraged Tommy, "By the way, why haven't you seen Dennis and Pam these two days?"

Tommy Hawke exhaled: "I was worried that the school would temporarily increase the price, so I thought of earning the money back in advance. I asked them to take Dennis's mother, Mrs. Hebbs, and my brother's girlfriend, Ashley, to St. Vincent opened a fast food restaurant and a small supermarket that only opened for two months, and the prices are twice that of the United States.”

"Kevin Nippen! Shouldn't you go to Princeton, Harvard, and Columbia with a full scholarship? Why would you show up here like a loser like me?" Frank Grillo pushed his mother He helped to prepare two large suitcases, plus a travel bag covering his entire back, walked to the previously determined meeting place, Lincoln High School Garden Plaza, and then saw a familiar man who had appeared countless times in his dreams The figure was standing there admiring the scenery.

  Kevin Niepfen turned around with a little surprise in his eyes, but his tone was not friendly to the opponent who was eliminated by him in the state league: "Stay away from me, Frank, don't force me to end you again."

   "I heard that you have a problem with your waist, and you were forced to retire by the coach. You want to go to college and even temporarily change to other sports. Are you sure you can end me?" Frank's eyes and tone were full of sarcasm.

   "Do you want to try?" Kevin heard the ridicule, and walked towards Frank.

  Frank threw away his backpack and went up to him without fear: "Of course."

"You two, can you postpone the fight for two minutes? I want to save some pocket money for a game, and of course, I will share it with you." David Shaffer, who came in a hurry, pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, his face He walked over with sincerity, and said, "I used to do this kind of thing before in Georgia. I have experience, but the previous players were all black with no skills, so they are not well-known."

Catherine Naen Tingting in a black dress appeared with her arms folded, and looked at the two people who were on the verge of fighting, with disdain on her face: "I never thought that a sports student with a brain full of muscles would also participate in this kind of competition." In the summer camp, the leaflets contain words such as international strategy and future development, are sports students sure they can understand them?"

  The two wrestlers turned around and glared at the girl who spoke rudely at the same time. Kevin said in a cold tone: "I advise you to contact the dentist before you speak again, miss."

"Hi, everyone, I'm Zoe Winters, nice to meet you all." Zoe Winters, who can be called a model lady in appearance, walked over slowly, shook her palm slightly, and greeted everyone Showing a sweet and decent smile: "Are you all friends who came to the summer camp? It feels so good."

   "Two ladies, are you interested in placing a bet?" David Shaffer looked at the two girls: "David Shaffer, the wrestling agent, is working for the two."

   "That guy has a higher chance of winning." Chris Ferguson, who was wearing a cowboy hat, pressed his finger on the brim of the hat, tilted his head in Kevin's direction, and said with certainty.

  Frank looked at Chris dissatisfied: "I can help you treat your eyes first! Boy!"

   "Whew~" A playing card was ejected from Chris's hand, cutting off a leaf in the flower bed a few meters away. He looked at Frank expressionlessly: "I can also heal your eyes, kid."

"Wow, beautiful card skills. It looks like everyone has great skills, but I'm a lot worse. Nice to meet you all. I'm Stephen Bean, a low-key high school student with nothing but money." The casually dressed Stephen Binn stood under a paulownia tree, with a sunny smile, and clapped his hands and said.

   "According to the normal summer camp process, the bus driver should show up with a hamburger and tell us to get on the bus." Seeing that the two sides had no intention of continuing the fight, David Shaffer said regretfully, "So, where is the driver?"

   "That's because I changed the process." Accompanied by Otilia, Tommy Hawke walked out of the school, stood in front of several people and said:

   "Welcome to CSLS, I am Tommy Hawke, chairman of the committee, good afternoon, new members of the CSLS committee."

   I might want a sheep... Let me know in advance, so if there is really a problem, the update is not good, please bear with me~

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