Chapter 286 Ning Qing, How Much Money Have You Made in the Past Six Months?

"Ms. Ning, I have read your information. You have risen very quickly in the entertainment industry this year. "City of Love" even made you jump to the top of the Forbes rich list. To be honest, I am very optimistic about your potential. , but you are too young after all. Now that Mr. Lu has introduced you, I will give you a share and we will jointly open an entertainment company."

Ning Qing smiled, and with her delicate white hands, she tucked a strand of hair from her cheek behind her ear. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Mr. Song, I don't want to open an entertainment company with you."

Since his time was precious, she went straight to the point.

"Oh?" Song Jin became interested, "Miss Ning, you are still the first person to reject me in these years. Why?"

"To borrow a sentence from Mr. Song, although I am very optimistic about Mr. Song's strength, Mr. Song is too sophisticated after all. If I open an entertainment company with you, I am afraid that I will be cheated by you and make less money."

"..." Song Jin paused, then burst into laughter. He looked at Ning Qing, "How could Miss Ning know that I would cheat you?"

Ning Qing's eyes were bright, "When I open an entertainment company, with my current status and influence in the entertainment industry, I, Ning Qing, will definitely start something crazy. Mr. Song wants to take advantage of me, and he also said that it's for Mr. Lu's sake." , you are relying on your elders to bully the younger ones, what is this but a trap? "

Song Jin sat up and glanced at Ning Qing twice, "It's interesting... Then what is the purpose of Miss Ning's appointment today?"

"Mr. Song, I want to follow you in financial investment and stock trading."

Song Jin laughed, picked up the tea cup on the coffee table, took a sip of tea, and said casually, "Miss Ning's wishful thinking is really good. Everyone knows that I, Song Jin, am a God of Wealth in investing and stock trading. I will make money wherever I click." , and you know nothing about investing in stocks, how can you cooperate with me? "

"Mr. Song, do you know Yin Muchen?"

Song Jin put down the teacup, "Of course I know."

Ning Qing nodded, and she leaned her delicate back into the sofa chair, with a domineering and capable look on her face, "Brother Yin and I have a good relationship. If I want to invest in stocks, I can just follow him, but I prefer to look for Mr. Song, it’s because Brother Yin specializes in shopping malls, and Mr. Song invests in the entertainment industry. How could Mr. Song just say that I know nothing about it?”

"I invested in Huancheng Film and Television myself. With my personal fame and the sales of "City of Love", Mr. Song must be able to estimate how much Huancheng's value has increased now. Just imagine, if Mr. Song knew about it in advance, or I Tell Mr. Song before you invest in any movie. How much can you earn? Mr. Song must have a professional investment and financial management team behind him, but no matter how strong they are, how can I compare to an insider like me? I always have first-hand information, as long as my reputation, Ning Qing’s, remains.”

This is a typical example of turning fame in the industry into rolling profits behind the scenes. As long as there is a tacit understanding of cooperation, it is a win-win situation.

Song Jin stopped laughing. He looked at Ning Qing thoughtfully. After 30 seconds of silence, he asked, "Miss Ning, why do you want to invest in stocks with me?"

"It's very simple, I want money."

"Ha, ha ha..." Song Jin was in a good mood, "Ms. Ning has grown rapidly since she entered the entertainment industry, step by step. Your vision is accurate and far-sighted. As long as we cooperate, it is conceivable that your worth will rise to a higher level. ”

"Wherever, Mr. Song makes a big profit, I'll follow behind to pick up some odds and ends. I'm here to wish Mr. Song a Buddha in advance."

Not the God of Wealth, but Buddha.

Song Jin felt very comfortable being flattered by this flattery. He slapped the coffee table and said, "Okay, it's a deal."

Ning Qing smiled warmly, "Mr. Song, I will send a lawyer to finalize the contract with you tomorrow. I hope we can have a happy cooperation."

Ning Qing stretched out her little hand.

Song Jin slowly shook hands with her, "Miss Ning, there are very few women who have shaken hands with me, and you are the first one as young as you."

"Oh, really? Thank you Mr. Song for the compliment." Ning Qing smiled.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and a handsome and tall figure walked in. Lu Shaoming was here.

"Shaoming, are you here?" Ning Qing stood up and went to greet him.

Lu Shaoming held Ning Qing's little hand and looked at Song Jin. He called out, "Uncle."

Ning Qing's eyes widened, "What, uncle...uncle?" Ning Qing was really surprised. She suddenly remembered that her mother-in-law's surname was Song, and she directly asked a very stupid question, "Yes, are you kissing her?"

Lu Shaoming reached out and rubbed her hair but did not answer.

Song Jin laughed and said, "Ning Qing, I am your true uncle, your mother-in-law's brother. Shaoming, you have a good sense in picking a wife."

Song Jin gave Lu Shaoming a thumbs up.

Ning Qing suddenly felt embarrassed. She lowered her eyes shyly and stumbled, "Uncle, I was just talking nonsense. How about... I jointly open an entertainment company with you?"

After saying this, something felt wrong. It sounded like she was giving charity to Song Jin and giving Song Jin a chance to make a fortune.

Song Jin laughed louder now, Lu Shaoming put his arms around her shoulders, and held the girl with a face as red as a cooked prawn in his arms.

"Shaoming, Ning Qing, I still have dinner, so I'll leave first."

"Okay, uncle, let's go slowly." The two of them sent Song Jin off.

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After Song Jin left, Ning Qing hit the man with her pink fist and said, "Shaoming, why didn't you tell me earlier? I was rude."

"If I had told you earlier, would you have let it go? We were just talking about business, so there is no need to worry too much. Besides," Lu Shaoming kissed her hair, "Don't uncle like you very much?"

Ning Qing was a little proud. She snorted and raised her chin in a haughty manner, "That's right, don't you see who your wife is?"

"Don't be so proud! If you raise your chin again, it will be up to the sky." The man's rough fingers stroked her small jaw.

At this time, a waiter came over, and Ning Qing pushed him away in panic, "What are you doing? It doesn't matter the occasion."

Seeing that she looked shy like a little white rabbit, she was so cute. He put his arm around her shoulders and took her to the dining table, "Didn't you always say you wanted to go out to eat? What do you want to eat now?"

Ning Qing's eyes lit up. Can we go out to eat?

Eating at home, her mother and Aunt Yang prepared recipes for her, all kinds of health-preserving soups and tonic soups, she was tired of eating them.

The waiter handed over the menu, and Ning Qing pushed it to him directly. She negotiated softly, "Husband, can I have a bowl of hot and sour noodles and a big lobster?"

Lu Shaoming's handsome eyebrows frowned, and his eyes swept towards her.

It's not nutritious.

Ning Qing's slender white little fingers quietly tugged at his shirt, bit her pink lips, and looked pitiful.

Lu Shaoming rolled his Adam's apple and looked away, "Yeah."

He hummed.

If it weren't for the waiter, Ning Qing would really give him a big hug. She increasingly discovered the advantages of this man after he lost his memory, that is, he has no principles.

He had just said no a second ago, and he couldn't stand her being a little coquettish, and he listened to her.

The previous Lu Shaoming would not spoil her so much.

Ha.

Lu Shaoming ordered a few more dishes, and within a few minutes, the waiter brought all the dishes.

Ning Qing took a sip of the hot and sour soup with a small spoon. It was so delicious that her tears almost fell, "Husband, do you want to eat it?"

"No." The man put on gloves, peeled the lobster for her, and then put the peeled lobster meat on the rice.

Seeing the girl eating hot and sour noodles with a good appetite, Lu Shaoming asked indulgently, "Ning Qing, why do you want to make so much money?"

"Hubby, who in this world would complain about having too much money?" Ning Qing bit off the hot and sour noodles with her fine teeth like scallops.

"Come, have some rice." Lu Shaoming picked up a mouthful of rice with a spoon and handed it to her mouth.

Ning Qing opened her mouth and ate the rice obediently. Her delicate cheeks were filled with it. Her pink little mouth chewed the rice with relish and then ate the vermicelli.

Lu Shaoming held the bowl in one hand and wiped her mouth with a tissue in the other, "I have money and can support you."

Ning Qing turned around and ate the food the man fed her, "That's different, I've thought about it carefully, in the past six months I've directed dramas, opened a studio, invested in film and television companies, made movies... These have all reached my expectations, and they're all pretty good."

"Husband, I married you, and mom doesn't like me working in the entertainment industry. When our little Lu Shao is born in the future, I'll have to give you a second child, so my focus will be on the family. I want to hand over the studio to Xiao Zhou to manage in the future, and I'll retreat behind the scenes and control operations. I want to really create my own business."

"Well," the man smiled and fed her a spoonful of food. "Then the entertainment industry is not your career? Ning Qing, tell me, where do you want to develop?"

"Hehe," Ning Qing's beautiful autumn eyes bloomed with dazzling light, she said in a soft voice, "No matter how much money you make in the entertainment industry, it will not be in my mother's eyes. In fact, I entered the entertainment industry not because of my hobby, but because I love what I do. People cannot be complacent. They can only adapt to society and life to avoid being eliminated. Husband, since I am Mrs. Lu, I will truly enter the life of the nobility in the future."

Lu Shaoming raised his sword eyebrows, "So you..."

"So I haven't decided what career to do. I am working hard to make money now. Only when I have a material foundation can I talk about ideals."

Xiao Zhou asked her which step she wanted to take. In fact, it was not that she didn't answer, but that she hadn't thought it through.

Lu Shaoming's handsome features were immersed in the soft light. He put down the bowl, put one arm lightly on the back of her chair, and leaned close to her. He whispered, looking very interested, "Ning Qing, how much money have you made in the past six months?"

For the couple, all the daily expenses of the family are his. She is not hypocritical, but her career is very clear from his. She has never asked him to invest a penny, so naturally, he doesn't know how much she earns.

To be honest, he doesn't think highly of her income.

But now he wants to know.

Ning Qing put down her chopsticks, turned sideways, and faced him, "Husband, do you really want to know?"