The richest man really has no money

Ying Jiatong didn't know whether the start-up company Gao was happy. He only knew that he went back to check the system interface at night, and when he saw a string of numbers appearing out of thin air in the column of investment income, he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

again!yes!so!

Ying Jiatong was going crazy.

Every time he invests in a project, no matter how many people are not optimistic about it, and think that the project will lose money, as soon as he invests, and when the system settles, someone suddenly invests a large amount of money for no reason and asks him to System Wool's plan was ruined.

It's like this every time, every time, if you say that no one deliberately targets him, he won't believe it!

And if anyone knows all of his investment plans and can hit every one of his projects that are about to lose money so accurately, it is only the system.

Ying Jiatong looked at himself in the mirror, and slowly turned his doubtful eyes to his own brain.

【…】

[Reminder: Not all projects have gained benefits. 】

The system interface popped up a project window waiting for the second 30-day settlement, Hua Wenyuan's sitcom.

Ying Jiatong almost forgot about this investment.

It's nothing else, it's just that compared to other people who accepted his investment, Hua Wenyuan's spending speed is too insignificant.

Like the Archimedes project, Ding Shao and the others gave him the status of a shareholder from the very beginning, reporting income and expenses every day. Although the company was formally established later, there was no such trivial daily presence, but there were also monthly reports. The accountant sent the details of the income and expenditure to his email. Even if he didn't remember to look at the system panel, he could still remember that there was an algorithm development company spending money for him.

Another example is the recent investment in Jinfeng, which spent more than 5000 million yuan in three to five days, and had to ask him for money again. The speed of spending money makes it hard not to have a sense of existence.

Even Li Geng, who is the same as Hua Wenyuan, as the director of the TV series, before "Dear 25 Years Old" was finished, would talk to him every day about the lack of money here and there, and always remind Ying Jiatong to invest more.

Even Ying Jiatong invested all the money in the Archimedes project at that time.

In contrast, Hua Wenyuan approached Ying Jiatong only once when he couldn't find a suitable original musician, and the rest of the time he was silently preparing for a new film, and never approached Ying Jiatong at all.

Carefully looking through the income and expenditure details recorded by the system, Ying Jiatong was surprised to find that Hua Wenyuan spent very little money, and even created a little income for him by picking and searching.

The income column is full of "Praise Cashback", one, two, three, and five, all over major platforms and various categories.For takeout, you need to collect the best discounts per person, and place orders in groups. Before eating, each group leader has to take photos and videos, so that it is convenient to send good reviews, and find merchants to get cash back red envelopes.

Even buying props, you have to follow this operation.After the props bought online arrived, in addition to the good reviews and cash back, the leftover cartons after unpacking the express delivery could be used to sell scraps, and the income of five yuan and ten yuan was quite good.

Ying Jiatong was simply amazed.

The director is so diligent and frugal in managing his family, that at the beginning of the formation of the crew, before they had time to recruit actors and purchase props and equipment, the entire crew of dozens of people only spent an astonishing 700 yuan for seven days.

At the end of the seven-day settlement cycle, Ying Jiatong's account also had an additional 700 yuan in compensation.

And he gave Hua Wenyuan a total of more than 1000 million yuan!

The 700 yuan was thrown in, and I couldn't even hear the sound of water.So much so that the system judged that this loss did not reach the level of investment failure, and automatically extended the settlement date.

The second settlement cycle is 30 days. At this time, Hua Wenyuan’s new drama has already recruited enough people, and the cost has also increased. But coincidentally, the investors he contacted before but did not reply to the letter seem to have formed his team. I got up, and out of the old feelings of the past, I invested a little bit.

So at the last settlement, Hua Wenyuan's project even made a profit.

After being converted into 10% of the system rewards, the income is only tens of thousands of yuan, which is completely worthless in Ying Jiatong's view.

Any investment starts with tens of millions, so it's not surprising that Ying Jiatong would ignore this small income.

After reading the details of Hua Wenyuan's income and expenses for this project, Ying Jiatong became even more melancholy.

He didn't need Hua Wenyuan to save money for him at all.

Take the money and spend it on him!

Otherwise, how could he pluck the wool of the system?Is it just relying on the 10% commission?

Could it be a little dreamy?

However, the wool of the system has been cut off so many times in a row, and this project has not been involved for the time being, which means nothing. Ying Jiatong decided to investigate carefully to see who is behind it.

What he didn't know was that just a few hours ago, when he hadn't returned home, Pei Qi'an's subordinates also mentioned Hua Wenyuan's project.

"The vice president mentioned this drama before, and it seems that he still attaches great importance to this project. Shall we vote for it?"

Young Master Pei, who had a brisk tone just now, paused for a moment, and his face suddenly turned ugly.

Isn't Hua Wenyuan the director of the play that Ying Jiatong recommended Shao Slowly to compose?

He gets angry when he thinks of this, and his wife recommends an outsider instead of letting him recommend it!

They were all deceived by that insidious villain Shao Slowly!

Thinking of this one of the culprits that caused him to quarrel with his wife, Young Master Pei's mood suddenly became unhappy, and he reprimanded sharply: "What kind of vote do you know about the entertainment industry? You know how to vote for this and that every day. The company's Does the money come from the wind?"

subordinate:"……"

In view of the holiday-like working atmosphere within the company, no one would believe that the company's money did not come from strong winds.

But a wise worker would definitely not touch the boss's brow at this time, and the subordinate chose to open his eyes and say nonsense: "Of course not!"

Young Master Pei was very satisfied with his understanding of current affairs, but he began to find that even if he bought a semi-finished product by chance, he still couldn't change the dumpling wrappers and dumpling fillings into what he remembered, and gradually became irritable.

"I won't vote for any drama that Ying Jiatong didn't participate in." He came to a conclusion, "I just hang up if I have nothing else to do... No, wait. I remember you are from the Northeast?"

The subordinate was immediately flattered: "That's right, that's right. Do you remember me?"

Young Master Pei fooled around with a few vague words, paused, and asked again: "Then can you make dumplings?"

The subordinate was dumbfounded, "This... will be, but..."

Why do you ask this?To examine his personal ability?

Could it be that they want to send him out to set up a subsidiary alone?But their head office has only just been established, so it's too early to set up a subsidiary now, right?

Just as he was thinking wildly, he heard Pei Qi'an say seriously: "Turn on the video and teach me how to make dumplings."

subordinate:"……"

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After Ying Jiatong came out of the shower, he contacted several project leaders who had invested in it and asked them who the person who made the additional investment was.When I looked up, I saw a huge stainless steel basin on the dining table.

The washbasin was still steaming, and there were white, flower, and flower balls floating in it. At a glance, you could see several open belly, revealing the thin minced meat inside.

Pei Qi'an stood aside with his chest up and his head up, quite proudly: "Daughter-in-law, eat dumplings!"

Ying Jiatong: "..."

If he didn't say it, Ying Jiatong really wouldn't be able to tell that it was a bowl of dumplings.

As far as the skin is floating on the water, there is nothing wrong with calling it a wonton.

Seeing him looking at the pot of dumplings, Pei Qi'an blushed handsomely, and said, "I made them according to their instructions. I don't know why they all fell apart when I cooked it...but it tastes good! I've tried it! I don't believe you Try one?"

As he spoke, he handed over a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

Ying Jiatong reached out to pick it up, but he didn't know where he touched it. Pei Qi'an suddenly gasped, his face twitched, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

Ying Jiatong's expression changed, "What's wrong?"

Grabbing his retracted hand, turning it over, seeing the red patch on the back of his hand, Ying Jiatong was stunned for a moment.

"Oh, it's okay..." Seeing that his expression was not very good, Pei Qi'an hurriedly said, "It's the first time I cook something, I don't know how to lower the pot, and all the dumplings were poured in, and the soup splashed and scalded. "

But there were more than just burns on his hands. Ying Jiatong swept across his fingertips. The index finger and middle finger were covered with bandages. They were crooked, the sides were raised, and they were still wet.

Pei Qi'an couldn't hold back his face, and explained in a low voice: "Well, they said adding some vegetables is delicious, so I went to buy some Chinese cabbage, the knife skills are not very good..."

Ying Jiatong could almost imagine Pei Qi'an's clumsy appearance when cutting vegetables, and couldn't help being amused and distressed. He was a little awkward at first, but now he can't take care of it.

After putting on a new band-aid for him, and briefly treating the burn on the back of his hand, Ying Jiatong and Pei Qi'an sat down at the dining table again, ready to start.

First Young Master Pei was considerate of his service, regardless of the injuries on his hands, he first filled Ying Jiatong with a few unbroken dumplings, watched him eat eagerly, and wanted to hear his evaluation of his first cooking work.

Ying Jiatong's heart was warm, he scooped a dumpling to his mouth, and was about to eat it, when his eyes swept over the ridiculously large stainless steel basin on the table, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Where did you get this pot...?"

I use small pots in the kitchen at home. Occasionally I invite friends over for dinner, and I also use stainless steel pots for cooking boiled fish and so on.

But he remembered that the washbasin for boiling fish wasn't that big?

Pei Qi'an said innocently, "In the yard!"

"In the yard?"

When did he put the kitchen utensils out in the yard?

Unexpectedly, Pei Qi'an's next sentence made him spit out a mouthful of dumplings: "It's the basin used for bathing when I was a child! My subordinates in the Northeast said that they cook hundreds of dumplings for Chinese New Year, and they need to use a stove like the one in the countryside. Only a large pot can hold it, and I am afraid that this pot is not enough to hold it!"

Ying Jiatong: "..."