NOVEL NEXT Chapter 9 Talking about money hurts feelings
"Hey, hey, don't leave." Lao Dengtou chased after him.
"Just in time, I don't have to call you anymore. I'm done with my work. Let's call your family and let's have a meal together."
Old Dengtou nodded: "Sure."
Then he took out his phone...
1 hour later.
Li Ji’s private kitchen.
Sheep and Scorpion, it’s already October, and it’s already starting to get cold.
Sun Li picked up the wine glass: "Come on, let's go one by one, so that we can catch the wind for Lang'er."
Shen Lang, Brother Xun, and Deng Chao picked up their wine glasses.
The four of them touched each other, and Shen Lang watched as Sun Li drank up two taels of wine in one gulp... I'm going to go! ! ! !
Old Dengtou looked at Shen Lang's dumbfounded look and smiled: "You're cool, everyone in the Northeast is like this."
Shen Lang was confused: "I remember that Sister Sun Li is from Shanghai like me."
Sun Li was stunned when she heard this: "Are you from Shanghai too?"
Shen Lang nodded: "Yeah, I live on Binjiang Road."
"Binjiang Road? That's a wealthy area."
It was Brother Xun's turn to be confused: "Did you say you were poor?"
Shen Lang nodded: "I am poor, but my family is doing well. If my family is rich, it is my family and I am me."
Mr. Zhou... Damn, my aunt thought he was a down and out handsome guy, so she lost her temper and sent him to his family. Thinking of taking more care of him, he did half of it...
"By the way, Brother Chao, why do you say you are from the Northeast?"
Sun Li smiled: "I have a registered permanent residence in Shanghai, but I grew up in the Northeast. After I graduated, my wife was also there. I am half Northeastern. I learned how to drink for this reason."
Shen Lang nodded, that's it.
"From now on, you can be considered to have officially entered the circle. You will be used as a supporting role. My sister will help you and find opportunities for you. As long as you work hard, come step by step. If you work hard, be serious. I will definitely do it." If you are popular, you will have food to eat anyway." Mr. Zhou patted Shen Lang on the shoulder and said in an old-fashioned way.
"Yes, my brother will also help you with recommendations." Lao Dengtou said, patting his chest.
Shen Lang picked up the wine glass: "Thank you, Brother Xun, Brother Chao."
"How come I'm so good among Chinese people? If I really want to be able to protect you, I have to rely on you, Brother Xun." Old Dengtou said suddenly.
Shen Lang raised his eyebrows: "How do you say this? Brother Chao, you are one of the top four students in the Mainland."
Old Dengtou smiled: "It's a false reputation. There are too many Chinese male artists, and I am the most favored one. Huang Xiaoming, Nie Yuan, Lu Yi, Ren Quan, Zhang Hanyu, I can count them all. One The drama was all over the place, I offended Zhang Guoli again, and Feng Pants fell in love with me again. This time, I didn’t get any of the Chinese people’s shares, so I guess it will take a long time before I leave the Chinese people.”
"What's good about insider stocks? If you take them, you will be locked up by Chinese people. This money is not that easy to get. I want it all. Besides, it's the same thing whether you can be successful or not." Zhou The young master curled his lips and said.
Old Deng looked at Mr. Zhou: "Mr. Zhou, this time you bought Chinese insider stocks. But you offended Mr. Wang. But you are a very big-hearted person."
"If you offend me, just offend me. What's the big deal? If you give me little shoes to wear, I will leave the Chinese. What a big deal."
Shen Lang? ? ? ? : "Damn, it's halfway through, you two can't save yourselves, and you're still patting your little breasts and telling me you want to take me flying?"
Mr. Zhou heard this and glanced at Shen Lang: "I'll fly with you, what does it have to do with you joining the Chinese race? With my sister's connections in the industry for so many years, flying with you is a piece of cake. Okay. "
Shen Lang... too.
After dinner, everyone went back to their homes to find their mothers.
On the road.
"By the way, Brother Xun, this insider stock is a good opportunity to make a fortune. Why did you reject it?"
Mr. Zhou looked at Shen Lang: "I understand stocks, why should I buy them? Besides, I also think that the Chinese are too entangled. This company is comfortable to stay in. Fan Xiaopang and Li Lianhua teamed up with I'm so annoying."
Shen Lang was helpless: "If you live with anyone, don't live with money. You are really enough."
Shen Lang's mind suddenly changed: "If you want it, you can buy the stock and transfer it to me."
Mr. Zhou was stunned when he heard this: "Forward it to you?"
Shen Lang rubbed his hands: "Yeah, if possible, I would like to invest in it."
"Do you have money?"
Shen Lang shook his head: "Not yet, but my mother saved 500,000 yuan in my wife's book for me, and I can use it."
Mr. Zhou looked at Shen Lang: "Are you afraid of losing money? This year's financial crisis is so good. There are so many people jumping off buildings. Do you still dare to invest?"
Shen Lang smiled: "I am a very courageous person."
Mr. Zhou glanced at Shen Lang: "If you really want to buy it, you can do it. This can also solve a problem for me. It just so happens that the king has reserved 500,000 shares for me, and I will allocate an additional share for 1 yuan. , If you really want it, I’ll buy it for you.”
Shen Lang immediately took out his mobile phone and called his mother. Ten minutes later, Shen Lang transferred the money to Zhou Xun's bank card.
Mr. Zhou looked at Shen Lang's fucking and was speechless.
"You just want to think about it again?"
"Don't think about it! I am willing to help others!"
놊To invest knowing the outcome is called speculation. To invest knowing the outcome is called speculation? Lie down and win! ! !
Within two weeks, the young master transferred 500,000, oh, 1 million shares to Shen Lang.
Shen Lang hated him so much that he hugged Mr. Zhou and sucked him, he was the God of Wealth.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Come with me tomorrow to meet someone."
"Who is it?"
"The Chinese are preparing to make a big drama. Chen Guofu is personally directing it. I have a good relationship with you. I recommend you to try acting. If you can get a role, you will definitely become an instant hit."
"Huh? Are you really going to be an actor?"
Mr. Zhou? ? ? ?
"You've already signed a contract, what do you want to do as an actor?"
"Be a director. Brother Xun, I have a script here. Take a look at it. It's very good. I'm close to the money now. It's definitely a good drama. Let you be the female lead. I will definitely make you a star in the film. What will the big four do at that time? Hua Dan, they are all stepped on.”
Mr. Zhou squinted at Shen Lang: "Yes, what do you want to do?"
"Really, brother Xun, come with me. I'll show you the script. I'm sincerely convinced. It's the bottom of the box. We have such a good relationship. How could I find you such a good thing? There's so much, 놙 It only costs 5 million to make this movie, and it will be an instant hit and the box office will be huge.”
Mr. Zhou? ? ? ? ? ? She regretted it a little now. She originally thought Shen Lang was quite interesting, and she became a friend. She wanted to help him, but now she was always talking about falsehoods.
"Let's play, my aunt is going to bed."
"No, it's only 8 o'clock."
"Get lost."
"I'll do it."
"Go away, annoying."
"No, just take a look, just a look. If you think it's okay, just pretend I didn't say it. It's okay. Just give me some face."
"Just one glance?"
"Yeah, just wait."
Shen Lang quickly ran into the room and took out the notebook. Open the folder.
"Make a name for yourself?"
"Yeah."
Mr. Zhou was lying on the sofa with his little feet raised.
"Go wash me an apple."
"No problem, just watch."
Mr. Zhou held the notebook and started reading it. He originally thought that it would be a perfunctory one, but as he looked at it, he suddenly felt that this story was really well written and it was the type she liked.
The story is about a group of filmmakers trying to remake a sensational murder case into a movie to become famous. It only has elements of thriller and reasoning, as well as satire and ridicule of social phenomena. It combines espionage war, time suspense, and crime. , love and other contents. She is originally a literary young woman, and she always likes this kind of story. The more she reads, the more she falls in love with it.
Mr. Zhou looked up at Shen Lang: "Did you write it yourself?"
Shen Lang nodded: "Yeah, how about it? Is it wrong?"
Mr. Zhou nodded: "It's indeed quite wrong. I didn't expect you to be so talented. My sister likes you even more."
"Don't just like me, Brother Xun. Look, we have the script, but we are short of money. I will let you be the female lead."
"What do you mean?"
Shen Lang rubbed his hands and looked at Mr. Zhou: "You haven't made any money these years, right? Give me a hand and I'll let you be the producer. Let's have some fun. How about it?"
Mr. Zhou? ? ? ?
"You want me to invest money? Make a movie for you? And then I also want to be the female lead for you?"
Shen Lang nodded: "Yeah."
Mr. Zhou...: "Why are you so thick-skinned? I am a popular figure. There are many projects that want me to be the heroine, and you want me to pay for it? What do you think?"
"We have a good relationship. We hit it off immediately and we are still smoking buddies."
"Let's go, we're not that familiar yet."
"Well, let's discuss it. In fact, it's okay for me to sell myself, how about it?" Shen Lang said with a bad smile.
Mr. Zhou rolled his eyes: "Go away, I'm older than you, and it's easy for my sister to make money. You want me to invest for the rest of my life. My money is used to support me in my old age. I never 놊Spend money for men.”
"Damn, I'm really grateful, then you can be the number one female in the business for me, and I'll figure out a way to invest on my own."
"How much do you pay me? I'm very expensive."
Shen Lang looked surprised: "Are you talking to me about money???"
Mr. Zhou? ? ? ? : "You want to prostitute me for free?"
"Uh, don't say it so harshly. Does our relationship need to talk about money?"
Mr. Zhou...: "Sure enough, what the predecessors said is right. Talking about money hurts feelings, and talking about feelings hurts money."
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