The king of longing for entertainment

"Bullshit, of course not!" Wang Congcong rolled his eyes.

"For half a year, I was busy with a big business, and the dessert bar was just incidental."

"That's right, you can ask them if they want more. If not, except for your family, Xie Yu, Zhang Jie, and Zhao Liying's share, I can eat it all, so it will save everyone trouble!"

"I'll just hang up if there's nothing else to do. Give me a message when you get back to the Imperial Capital, and I'll show you something fun!"

"Oh~" Li Yu scratched his head and didn't know what to say.

Over there is also straightforward, Wang Congcong hangs up the phone very directly.

When the beeping busy tone came, Li Yu realized that Xiao Wang's children's shoes really hung up on him.

Shrugging his shoulders and putting down the phone, he turned around and walked back to his seat to sit down. Seeing everyone looking at him, Li Yu said slowly: "It's Wang Congcong, it's a dessert shop, let me pay him!"

"No way?" Peng Peng exclaimed.

"He, the richest man, disappeared for more than half a year just to do this?"

"Probably not." Li Yu paused, "It seems that he is busy with his own affairs, saying that the dessert shop is just incidental. The original ten stores have been changed to twelve stores, and there are three in the imperial capital, the magic capital, Rongcheng and Pengcheng. The total investment is also 2000 million.”

"Okay, then I'll transfer the money to you then!" Huang Lei smiled and didn't care.

"I'll go back." Peng Peng scratched his head and said.

"I..." Zhang Zifeng opened his mouth slightly.

"Your money is with me, it's your pocket money." Li Yu smiled and gently rubbed her hair. It was agreed last time, and it was his coming-of-age gift for the little girl.

Although it is still too early to say this, it doesn't matter to him or her.

Don't look at the little girl now, but her income as an artist is not low.

Every year, there are no more or no less than tens of thousands of income, remuneration, advertising and some announcement fees, and sometimes some variety shows make some small money, but there is no shortage of money.

It's just that the money is not in hand, it is all under the control of her mother, and she will not be able to have independent financial rights until she becomes an adult.

"Yeah!" The little girl nodded.

He Jiong, who had just taken a shower, came out of the door and asked curiously, "What's the matter, who was on the phone just now?"

"It's nothing, just talking and chatting. It was Wang Congcong's call just now." Li Yu said with a smile.

"Hey, where's Mr. Wang?" He Jiong laughed.

When I was in Lijia Village last time, I didn't know what happened to that guy. I didn't even wait for Li Yu to come back. After attending the birthday banquet, I went back to the mushroom house to pack up and ran away. I didn't know what happened to him.

Then it disappeared for more than half a year, and even Li Yu didn't find him there.

"Yeah, I don't know where it was released. It seems that the entertainment industry will be able to bear it in the future." Li Yu said with a smile. suspicious.

No matter who is in the circle, he can stir two spoonfuls for him, and the only thing that needs to be added is sugar and flavor.

After looking away at Li Yu, He Jiong said in a low voice: "The last thing, did he do it? Nana asked me several times, and the guy ran away without making a sound."

"But you're right, that guy came back out of the rivers and lakes, and there's a lot of gossip in the entertainment industry."

There is nothing to say about Mr. Wang's ability to handle affairs. One stick can stir up several tanks of muddy water. As for whether it is shit or not, I don't know.

Anyway, things in the circle are sometimes shit if not shit.

"It's done. That guy has no other skills, but he still has the ability to handle things. It's done. I'll ask him to draw up a contract and sign it."

"The days to come will be interesting!"

A group of people chatted leisurely here, and a guy somewhere was furious.

As for what kind of anger, what kind of anger, Li Yu will not know until he returns to the capital.

After a brief chat, everyone went back to their houses to sleep.

......

the next morning.

Exactly seven o'clock.

Huang Lei tapped Peng Peng lightly.

The half-asleep and somewhat dazed guy sat up and glanced suspiciously before getting up annoyed.

I forgot what I said last night. Today I have to get up early for a run, and I still follow Teacher Huang. Even if I want to be lazy, it is a bit difficult. The teacher is still very strict.

On the bed in the back, Li Yu was already gone.

The mushroom house is not far away.

By the river, Li Yu was standing in a small round pavilion by the river practicing boxing.

Looking at the rushing river, he practiced boxing slowly, but he did not realize it. Unknowingly, his strength increased, and the follower who was still following him, hid behind him in shock.

I was afraid that I would be beaten by Li Yu accidentally.

That punch was whistling, and it was estimated that he would be knocked down in one go.

When the villagers in some villages passed by the river and saw Li Yu practicing boxing, they all stopped with great interest, stopped and watched carefully.

Some children imitated very seriously, with a serious look at every glance.

"Huh~" Li Yu let out a breath, and Li Yu stopped slowly.

He just rehearsed the practice method, it was just the kung fu of fist and palm, but his footsteps stayed in place without moving.

He didn't have any taboos, and he wasn't afraid of being seen, so he knew all the villagers outside the Xiaoyuan Pavilion, and didn't care that much, just practicing his own boxing.

"Hey~ha~" A few very immature voices came.

Li Yu turned his head and looked, a few children imitated his movements, coupled with Bruce Lee's classic voice, it looked good, and he was happy to see it.

"Come on!" Li Yu's heart moved slightly, beckoning.

"Hee hee~" Several half-grown children were not afraid of people, so they ran up laughing and laughing, and looked around Li Yu, with stars almost popping out of their eyes.

For the children, Li Yu, who can box, is stronger than his father.

At least they have never seen their father, and they can make a sound with their fists, so they still have a little worship for Li Yu.

"What's your name?" Li Yu asked softly.