Chapter 408

"But Qin Dao, lend me some of your veterans."

"Sure, but they aren't easy to manage."

"It's okay, I'll go on my knees and beg them."

Qin Yu: "..."

After discussing it, Xu Zheng left happily, also feeling ruthless in his heart; he must stand tall during this year's Spring Festival slot.

Otherwise, the title of "fake director" would be confirmed.

……

After Xu Zheng left, Zhao Liying was also sighing in her heart.

The atmosphere at Qin Yun Culture is really active, much more vibrant than other entertainment companies.

And all of this is because of the person in front of her.

Qin Yu, sitting opposite, looked at Zhao Liying, a smile appearing on the corner of his mouth as he said.

"Small Round Face, have you thought it through?"

Zhao Liying: "..."

She originally thought Qin Yu would change a bit after becoming a big director, but she didn't expect him to still be like this.

You're the Small Round Face, your whole family is Small Round Face.

She could talk back before, but now she had to ask for help.

She could only glare at Qin Yu twice.

"Qin Dao, stop talking. I agree to the matter we discussed before, hanging the studio under Qin Yun Culture."

"30% of the shares only need 2 million."

2 million was just symbolic; Zhao Liying didn't want much either.

Otherwise, even if her studio only had her, it would be at least nine figures.

30% of the shares should be worth at least 20 or 30 million.

Not to mention her value had increased a lot recently due to the influx of capital.

But it seemed she underestimated Qin Yu's shamelessness.

This guy didn't even want to pay 2 million...

"2 million~ but Qin Yun Culture has no money now."

"..."

"Shameless!!!" Zhao Liying saw Qin Yu's embarrassed look and really wanted to jump up and kick Qin Yu's knees.

Qin Yun Culture has no money?

Are you kidding me?

Shares sold for 1.5 billion.

*The Matrix* box office 1.4 billion recently.

Fine, even if *The Matrix*'s box office hasn't come out yet.

What about *Detective Chinatown*?

*Detective Chinatown* also had a box office of over 700 million. Trying to fool a ghost?

"Why are you looking at me?" Qin Yu spread his hands, looking helpless.

"Really no money. Zhou Pang spent 100 million to buy these five floors, and Xu Zheng needs another 20 or 30 million."

"Right, our Qin Yun Culture is preparing to make a TV drama to test the waters, that also needs 20 or 30 million."

"Still owe the bank a lot."

"How about you lend me some?"

"..."

Zhao Liying thought to herself: "I'll lend you a hammer, do you want it?"

Even so, she didn't believe Qin Yu had no money; he definitely had money.

"Qin Dao, how much is in the company account? You don't want to pay a single cent, do you?"

Zhao Liying said, gritting her teeth.

"Xiao Bai, how much money is in the company account?"

Bai Lu was giggling. Seeing Qin Yu point at her, she was stunned and said.

"This... still have 1 million?"

Qin Yu frowned and continued to ask.

"Think about it carefully~"

Hearing this, Bai Lu was drunk.

Is the boss too much? Not even giving 1 million.

She's a popular young actress, after all.

Popularity is good, and the public image is also pretty good.

Isn't it bad to free-load on her like this?

"Right, there was an expenditure today, I didn't see it, only less than 500,000 left."

"That, Liying, it's only 500,000. How about you wait, wait until *The Matrix*'s box office comes down, then we'll discuss it."

Zhao Liying's fists were clenched.

Me?

Zhao Liying.

Popular young actress.

500,000!

Qin Yu, are you going to die?

I don't even get that much for attending an event.

Fine.

You're ruthless!

Free-loading on me, just wait.

"Then 500,000 it is."

"Liying, how about you reconsider. Actually, I..."

"No need to reconsider, Qin Dao, sign the contract."

Zhao Liying wasn't stupid. By the time *The Matrix*'s money arrived, the day lily would have withered.

There are too many people eyeing Qin Yun Culture, especially those who want to get in.

But she noted this account down for Qin Yu.

"Fine. Go find Zhou Pang."

"Goodbye, Qin Dao."

"Goodbye."

Before Zhao Liying left, she glared fiercely at Qin Yu and then turned and left.

Just after closing the door, Bai Lu couldn't hold it anymore.

She laughed happily.

"Boss, you're too bad. Only giving her 500,000, 1.5 million less. Look at how angry Sister Liying was."

"..."

"I even suspect she wanted to jump up and hit you!"

Qin Yu pinched Bai Lu's small face.

"1.5 million isn't money? That much money is enough for you to eat hand-grabbed rice for a lifetime."

"Didn't you hear the richest man Li say, money is saved."

"..."

"When did he say that?" Bai Lu whispered.

"Alright, let's go home. Made over a million for free today plus a popular young actress." Qin Yu stood up, his face full of smiles.

"Bai Lu, make two more dishes."

"Okay!" ===== CHAPTER 409 =====