The female president wants to get a certificate from me when I send the wrong confession

Guo Wenquan clicked to answer, and said: "Hey, third child, why did you think of calling me this morning? Could it be borrowing money again?"

"Second brother, look at what you said, guard against me."

Guo Xiaoman was speechless.

"It's not to guard against you, but my brother is also poor."

Guo Wenquan pretended to be poor.

Guo Xiaoman smiled and said, "Okay, second brother, I'm not here to borrow money, but to tell you good news."

"Good news, what good news?"

Guo Wenquan was taken aback.

Guo Xiaoman said: "Hey, didn't you invest 3000 million with Brother Su, and now the private equity fund has started trading."

"What's the matter, did you make money?"

"That's right, I made a lot of money."

"Big money? Didn't you just start trading, how much money can you make?"

"I'll forget it for you, you made 4200 million yesterday."

Guo Xiaoman forgot it before calling, but Guo Wenquan's follow-up investment profit was divided by Hehaoling Capital.

"Well, 4200 million yuan, huh? 4200 million?"

Guo Wenquan's eyelids twitched, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

"Haha, second brother, get scared, yes, it's 4200 million."

"Okay, you're kidding me."

"Second Brother, if you still don't believe me, I personally saw how well Su Ge is doing yesterday. What Su Ge bought was international foreign exchange with 500 times leverage."

"What? 500 times leverage??!!"

Guo Wenquan was taken aback and said in shock, "No way, Brother Su is so tough?"

"That's right, Brother Su's operation is really crazy. You didn't see that scene, tsk tsk, making money faster than printing money."

Guo Xiaoman sighed.

"Damn it, brother Su is too good, third child, you are not kidding me, are you?"

"Of course it's not a joke, and it's only a one-day profit. You have to thank me this time, otherwise you won't have a chance to follow the investment."

"Yeah, thank you, thank you, by the way, third child, how much did you invest?"

Guo Wenquan asked curiously.

Guo Xiaoman replied: "8000 million."

"Then how much did you earn?"

"Not much, 1.4 million."

"What! 1.4 billion!"

Guo Wenquan stood up in shock.

Dong Xueming and Chang Yuhe next to them were stunned, not knowing what happened.

"Haha, I'm so shocked, your jaw is about to drop, right?"

Guo Xiaoman can imagine the expression of the second brother.

"Third brother, can the money I lent you be counted as my follow-up investment?"

Guo Wenquan's eyes lit up immediately.

"Hmph, second brother, don't even think about it."

"Look at your stinginess, isn't it just to make some money, but it can earn a lot more than our elder brother."

"That's right, our elder brother also invested 5 million."

Guo Wenquan smiled and said, "Tsk tsk, Brother Su is indeed a god."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense with you, I'm going to work."

Then Guo Xiaoman hung up the phone.

Guo Wenquan sighed.

"What's the matter, Wenquan?"

Dong Xueming was a little surprised.

Guo Wenquan glanced at Chang Yuhe next to him.

Chang Yuhe immediately understood, and then said: "Mr. Guo, you and Mr. Dong talk first, and I will go to work first."

"okay."

Guo Wenquan nodded.

When she walked out of the office, he said: "Xueming, didn't Brother Su set up a private equity fund not long ago, by the way, you seem to have invested 500 million too, right?"

"Oh, yes."

Dong Xueming nodded.

"Haha, Brother Su is so awesome, he made a lot of money yesterday."

Guo Wenquan just talked about it.

"Amazing, that's amazing. Brother Su is really versatile. Didn't he write a song for singer Lin Qiuni before, and it was a big hit at the time."

Dong Xueming was also shocked when he heard it.

"Huh? That's right! I almost forgot about it!!"

Guo Wenquan's eyes lit up and he discovered the New World.

"Huh? Wen Quan, judging by your expression, you don't want Brother Su to write songs for your singers, do you?"

Dong Xueming raised his eyebrows and asked speculatively.

The corner of Guo Wenquan's mouth turned up, and he said with a smile: "Haha, Xueming, you are really a roundworm in my stomach, you guessed what I was thinking all of a sudden."

"Fuck you, who is the roundworm in your stomach, your stomach is full of bad water."

Dong Xueming was speechless.

"Hey, I'll call Brother Su right now."

Guo Wenquan immediately took out his mobile phone and called Su Hao.

At this moment, Su Hao is drinking coffee at the company.

"Hey, Brother Su, do you have time at noon, please have dinner."

"Wen Quan, what kind of hospitality are you offering, what's the matter, tell me."

"Brother Su, I heard from Xiaoman that you are in the foreign exchange market, and you are in a turmoil. You have started the harvesting mode. I am running out of money recently. Brother Su, you have helped me make money here. Of course I have to thank you."

"That's it?"

"Hey, Brother Su, there is something else."

"Say."

"Brother Su, have you forgotten what you promised me last time?"

"whats the matter?"

"Brother Su, about writing songs, you forgot about writing songs for my singer, you promised me."

Guo Wenquan said quickly.

"Did I promise?"

Su Hao rolled his eyes.

Guo Wenquan quickly said: "Brother Su, my dear brother, please help me."

Su Hao scolded with a smile: "Okay, let's do it this Saturday. Do you have time?"

"Of course I have time, my time is for you, Brother Su."

"Well, first."

Then the two hung up the phone.

Unexpectedly, just after he hung up the phone, his cell phone rang again, but this time the caller was from an unfamiliar cell phone number.

"Hey, who are you?"

"Hi, may I ask, is the author 'Hao Ling Tian Xia'?"

A sweet voice came from the opposite side.

"Huh? I am, are you...?"

"Hi, I'm Du Qingqing, the website editor."

"Huh? Hello, it turns out to be the editor in charge."

Su Hao suddenly realized that he was the editor in charge of Tomato Novel.

"It's like this, Hao Ling Tianxia God, your novel "Qianlong" has achieved very good results, and now two animation companies have taken a fancy to the animation copyright of your novel."

"Because you are the Platinum God of our website, if you want to sell the copyright, you need your own authorization."

"I don't know what your intention is, Hao Ling, the Great God of the World."

Su Hao was taken aback. It's been a while since his novel "The Hidden Dragon" was finished.

At present, it still occupies the top of the major lists, and the popularity of the whole network is very high.

Nowadays, it is normal for animation companies to take a fancy to it.

"Well, the animation copyright can be sold, but the animation company must be checked by me."

Su Hao made a suggestion.

After all, this is his own work, and he still wants to control the comprehensive strength and ideas of the animation company.

"Well, there's no problem with that. Excuse me, God Haoling Tianxia, ​​are you in Yanbei?"

"Yes."

"That's great, then can we add a WeChat account? Let's make an appointment later, and I'll bring a representative of the animation company to meet with you and talk about it in detail."

"Well, okay, no problem."

Su Hao readily agreed.