Chapter 213 The More You Know, the Fewer People Will Understand You

Yang Lingyue talked about investment and finance.

Yang Wenchang and Liu Qingna said they didn't understand, but they were shocked.

"You borrowed more than 200 million?" Liu Qingna asked with a trembling voice.

"Yeah, without that 200 million, where did the more than 100 million come from?" Yang Lingyue said lightly.

"Well, I support you, the house is really good." Yang Wenchang was very calm.

"What's the point, didn't you two understand it?" Liu Qingna said with a frown.

"We don't understand these, haven't we said it?" Yang Wenchang said gently to his wife.

Liu Qingna opened her mouth, she just felt that this child was too bold, simply lawless, thinking about the agreement with her husband, thinking about the changes in her son over the past year, she didn't say anything.

Then the topic entered the matter of Yang Wenchang and Liu Qingna's return trip, Yang Lingyue could only draw a pie for the two elders: "See you in Xiamen in July."

"It's so hot, I won't go. Besides, you two will be shooting movies at that time, and we will go shopping?" Liu Qingna shook her head.

"We'll talk about it later." Yang Wenchang said so.

Zeng Li gave Yang Lingyue a look that said "Look, I knew it would be like this."

After chatting for a while, Liu Qingna fanned her hands and said:

"Go and do your own thing, just send us off."

"Oh, Li Zi, you should contact Li Jian about the house first." Yang Lingyue stood up and said.

"Yes, I know, I'll call you if there's anything." Zeng Li stood up and sent her boyfriend to the door and said.

Yang Wenchang glanced at his wife, then gave her a reassuring look, and Liu Qingna sighed secretly again. So much money, such a big thing, forget it, out of sight, out of mind.

Thinking about his supermarket business that is booming, with a monthly net profit of 150,000 or 160,000, the proud mind has long gone, and only the pride and worry for his son are left.

In fact, this is also one of the goals Yang Lingyue wants to achieve. As a son, you can't always persuade your parents to be more down-to-earth.

This idea is difficult to describe. Yang Lingyue certainly hopes that his parents will be happy and worry-free. But I don't want my parents to be out of touch with reality, so I should remind them when there are signs of this.

After Yang Lingyue went to the editing room, Teng Congcong and the other two had already started working.

"You guys do the post-production, I'll do the editing." Yang Lingyue said so.

The three did not refuse, because Yang Lingyue did more work than the three of them last night, and the quality was higher. What else can they say except admiration.

Each of them had a clear division of labor and discussed from time to time.

Although there were some interruptions, the overall progress was still faster than if he worked alone, and Teng Congcong and the other two smoked less subconsciously.

The four of them also had boxed lunches at noon, and the film was finally completed at around 4 pm.

Yang Lingyue leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh.

The three senior sisters spontaneously applauded. Although it was just an advertisement, the content, quality, and most importantly, time.

Teng Congcong looked at Yang Lingyue with his eyes closed, and a sentence popped up in his mind: The more you know, the fewer people will understand you.

Because we are not from the same world.

"That's great. I don't have to delay tomorrow's class." Yang Lingyue sighed.

"Pa"

Teng Congcong hit her forehead. I said, this is not the same world.

Yang Lingyue stood up, took out three red envelopes from her bag and stuffed them in.

One 2000, two 1000.

"I don't want it. I helped you this time, and you can help me one next time." Teng Congcong refused with a smile.

The other two senior sisters also shook their heads.

Yang Lingyue immediately hugged her chest and retreated, looking at the three people vigilantly.

"Yang Lingyue, you want to die. Although the sisters are indeed drooling over you, what do you mean by this?" Zhou Hui said with a smile.

"Haha, just kidding, you have to help, and you have to take the money. This is a business order, everyone has a share. If you don't take it, I won't ask you next time." Yang Lingyue smiled and stuffed it into Teng Congcong's hand.

Teng Congcong pinched it, good guy.

Then I saw the name on it. Tsk, this junior!

"Okay, you said it."

Teng Congcong didn't refuse and handed it to the two classmates with shining eyes. They also made money for the first time, because they had helped classmates before. Not everyone could get the business order. Only a few people in their third and fourth years could get it.

Because you are cheap, people who have just graduated or graduated for a few years can be cheaper.

After Yang Lingyue returned to No. 5 Courtyard, he sent the video to Jiang Qi and notified him by phone.

Jiang Qi said "I know, I'll watch it right away and contact him later" and then there was no news.

Yang Lingyue was not in a hurry, because Jiang Qi was not the one who made the decision.

Then he called Zeng Li, who had not yet returned home, and learned that she was talking to Li Jian at the record company about fund borrowing, because Li Jian did not recommend withdrawing funds for investment in the United States.

"Why do you know so much about it? Lao Li's suggestion is right. Come back, I want to eat dumplings." Yang Lingyue said dissatisfiedly.

"Oh, let's make them ourselves." Zeng Li said.

At the same time, Yang Lingyue also heard Zeng Li and Li Jian saying goodbye.

"I'll make it clear in advance that I only know how to make stuffing." Yang Lingyue said.

"I can roll out the dough... um, you can mix the dough."

Zeng Li paused halfway through her speech, and then hung up.

Yang Lingyue was a little confused, but he also took out the flour and started to knead the dough. This was something he was quite good at, after all, people in Shanxi Province did not eat dried noodles.

Yang Lingyue liked chewier noodles, so he added a lot of salt to knead the dough, and kept adding small amounts of water. After a while, it became a ball, a little hard, but it was just right after a little rest and kneading.

While the dough was resting, Yang Lingyue began to boil the water. For pork filling, star anise, pepper, fennel, cinnamon, and bay leaves were usually boiled together. After the water boiled, they were boiled for 3 minutes, and then put in the refrigerator to cool.

When the meat filling was brought back, pour it in small amounts and multiple times, stirring constantly. Of course, the water should not be too much, depending on your taste. In this way, the meat filling is tender and rich in flavor.

After finishing the preparations, Yang Lingyue found that there were missed calls from Jiang Qi and Mu Er on his mobile phone.

Yang Lingyue called Jiang Qi first.

"Director Yang, wait a minute, our boss wants to talk to you."

"Haha, Director Yang, although I've read the script, I'm still amazed when I watch the movie again. Thank you for your hard work. Just change the slogan at the end to the one you proposed before, "Everything that can satisfy your life is necessary." "Mu Er said with a smile after taking the phone.

"Okay, no problem. Any other questions?" Yang Lingyue asked.

"No, it's just a pity that I didn't go to the shooting site to see it." Mu Er said with a smile.

"Then I'll have to trouble Manager Mu to continue to take care of it. I'll definitely do it next time." Yang Lingyue also said with a smile.

While answering the phone, the door opened, Yang Lingyue looked over, and then his mouth opened so wide that a fist could fit in.