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Chapter 325 Financial Crisis, Qin Gang Sells His House

When he first debuted, Fan Binbin was called Jinsuo wherever he went, and later on relying on his own ability, he became known as Sister Binbin step by step.

Last year, she terminated the contract with Huayi and started her own studio. She changed her identity 180 degrees. In addition to being the boss, she is also an investor and producer.

Last year, she made five films, some of which were invested by herself, and the co-stars were all top superstars like Cheng Long, who are really busy people.

She said that she was the connection, which was true.

Today, she is nicknamed Fan Ye by people from the rivers and lakes.

Ding Xiu cupped his hands and said with a smile: "It's a pleasure to meet you. I used to have eyes but didn't know Mount Tai. In the future, Master Fan will look for more care."

Fan Binbin gave him a blank look: "You are making trouble with me, you are the master now, okay, as far as your Qin Dynasty Entertainment is concerned, you don't know how much money you invest in film and television dramas every year, and your Qin Lan's development is good, let alone Said that there is also the God of Wealth who is thriving."

Even though I opened a studio, I have a wide range of businesses and can make money, but compared with Ding Xiu's professional big company, it's still not enough.

To put it bluntly, the money she earns now is actually the commission that the company earned when she was in Huayi.

Can earn an extra thousand 800 million a year.

The studio is always the studio, the main business is her as the core, and everyone serves her and revolves around her alone.

Brokerage companies are different. They can manage multiple artists at the same time, have many departments, and have the ability to invest and produce film and television dramas.

Of course, although the studio makes less money, it is stable, and even if it loses, it will not lose much, at most it will make less money.

Big companies are different, the risks are huge, and a lot of people lose everything, just like this time when Sister Hua changed jobs, Tiantian Entertainment was almost paralyzed, and the loss on the surface is not known. I originally wanted to name their company It's hard to find dramas performed by artists now.

In addition to the obvious, there are also hidden, commercial, endorsement, variety shows, evening parties, these are all money.

In this wave, there will be at least tens of millions of losses over there.

The most important thing is that the cornerstone of the company has been removed. If there is no injection of fresh blood, the company will be like this in the future, with little development prospect.

"I'm not a father. I'm too senior to bear it." Ding Xiu poured himself a glass of wine, crossed his legs and said, "I like being a father."

"Brother Xiu, are you getting married?"

Beside him, a well-known young female artist passed by and asked after hearing this.

"Pfft!" Fan Binbin laughed out loud.

Ding Xiu was helpless: "They are all young people, why is there such a big gap?"

Fan Binbin understood his stalk in seconds, but the young man was still asking why.

"Ah, what do you mean?" The young female artist didn't understand.

"You'll understand later."

"Go, go, don't bring bad people." Fan Binbin bumped Ding Xiu's leg with his knee: "It's been a while since I've seen you, you've got a bad stomach, don't learn from the good ones, just learn from them."

"There are no good people around me, who do I learn from?"

"That's right, you don't even need to learn, you can learn by yourself without a teacher."

"It's true, in this respect, a man can learn by himself without a teacher."

"Hey, hey, it's almost done, you take this as your home."

"Understood, this kind of thing is not suitable for this kind of occasion, let's talk privately later, right?"

"I called the police."

"Why, you want to play pretend? Then I will reluctantly be the one who is handcuffed."

Ding Xiu and Fan Binbin talked and laughed, and the atmosphere was cheerful. They haven't seen each other for a long time, but they are not unfamiliar with each other.

Because there is no interest cooperation with each other, they just chat and gossip, and they don't have a serious business in their mouths.

……

After attending the banquet, Ding Xiu did not go home, there was no one at home, and the room was not cleaned, so it would be more convenient to sleep in a hotel.

The next day, early in the morning, he stopped by the company on his way to the airport.

Passing by Yang Siwei's office, he opened the door and stuck his head in. Inside, Yang Siwei was writing furiously, not knowing what to write.

Not long after, she gained weight again.

Looking at the desk, there are potato chips and snacks.

Walking into the room, Ding Xiu picked up potato chips and put them in his mouth: "If you have time, exercise more, don't eat these things every day?"

"Ah, Brother Xiu, why are you here?" Hearing the voice, Yang Siwei was startled, and when he looked up and saw the person, he held his chest and let out a few heavy breaths: "I was scared to death."

Ding Xiu hooked his head and looked at her computer page, it wasn't a game or a movie: "You don't fish at work, so what are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid you'll scare me to death." Putting down his pen, Yang Siwei stretched his waist: "It's not that I don't want to exercise, I don't have time, I wish I could make a bed in the office."

There are many artists under his management, and there are things everywhere. Every day, the mobile phone is almost blown up, and he often suffers from insomnia at night. The phone calls come in just after falling asleep, and he almost did not become crazy.

My diet is also irregular. When I am busy, I spend the whole day catching up with drinks and dinners. Besides drinking, I want to rest when I am free, so I don’t have energy to exercise.

The potato chips in his mouth were crunchy, Ding Xiu patted Yang Siwei on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's not easy, it's hard work."

Turning his head and glanced at the crumbs of potato chips on his shoulder, Yang Siwei's face turned black, and Ding Xiu put his hands away in embarrassment when he noticed her movement.

"I said Brother Xiu, if you want to comfort me, give me something affordable. If you really can't take a few days off, let me go to Maldives or Sanya for a few days."

Walking in front of the reception sofa and sitting down, Ding Xiu put his feet on the coffee table: "You think it's beautiful, I've never been to this place, I'll enjoy it first if you want to enjoy it, you, go to work honestly, At the end of the year, I will ask Lao Qin to give you more bonuses."

"Thank you Brother Xiu, I'm motivated again." Yang Siwei looked at the office and said, "It's just that it's a bit crowded here. It would be great if it could be a little more spacious next year."

Ding Xiu stared at her for a few seconds, put his feet away, and smiled: "It's good to have ideals and want to make progress, but you have to eat every bite, and you have to walk step by step on the road. How long have you moved here? Let's make achievements first. "

Several artists in the company are under Yang Siwei's management, including herself. On the surface, she is indeed very successful.

But thinking about it carefully, Qin Lan is a runaway wild horse, self-sufficient, does not need Yang Siwei, and there is no shortage of resources on his side, and some directors and businessmen actively seek cooperation.

The rest are Yang Mi, Huang Bo, and Yuan Shanshan.

Huang Bo's side is half dead, and Yang Siwei can't move it, and it has no effect at all.

Yuan Shanshan hasn't made her debut yet, so she is completely transparent.

Yang Mi was slightly better, but not great either.

Calculated in this way, Yang Siwei's performance is actually the same. If she doesn't help Huang Bo and Yang Mi up this year, she will indeed change offices next year.

In the office hall outside, near the toilet is her office area.

Yang Siwei laughed dryly: "I understand, isn't it just a matter of looking up, one must have a dream."

She likes money, but also likes fame.

Her dream has always been to become someone like Wang Jinhua.

Her family background is good, and she herself is a top student, and she can earn hundreds of thousands during college. As for money, as long as it is not a large amount, she has no idea.

At present, I still want to become famous in the industry and bring out a few more well-known artists.

"How was the conversation with Tang Yan?" Ding Xiu changed the subject.

Mentioning this matter, Yang Siwei couldn't hide her happiness: "It's pretty good, we discussed a lot of details, and everyone is satisfied so far. I also think she is a good seed."

I have to admit that Ding Xiu's vision is really good, and the person he picks is not bad.

Tang Yan's conditions are good in all aspects, what is currently lacking is the opportunity to become popular.

As long as the company is willing to invest the cost, her achievements may not be much worse than Yang Mi.

"By the way, Brother Xiu, I heard that you took Xiao Zhao to act. I guess she is busy and may not be able to take good care of you. Do I need to find another assistant?"

With flickering eyes, Yang Siwei continued: "The relationship between the two of you, Gua Tian Li Xia, is hard to say. After all, there is no such thing as an artist and an assistant acting together in the circle."

"Since she wants to enter this line of work, she should quit her job as an assistant and act in a legitimate way."

Ding Xiu swayed his legs, and said casually, "I asked her. She doesn't want to leave, and she doesn't want to sign a contract. Let her go. If you're too busy with work, you can arrange an assistant for her later."

It was the first time Yang Siwei heard of such a request to arrange assistants.

When did she become an agent with an assistant?

Zhao Liying now enjoys this kind of treatment.

Will there be an office for her in two days?

"Brother Xiu, it stands to reason that I shouldn't talk too much about you, but as a manager, I still have to tell you clearly about some things. Talk about love casually, take it easy, don't let the paparazzi catch it, and don't deal with it yourself if something goes wrong. , as long as we don't admit to the death anyway, and don't make it public, the heat will pass in a few days."

Ding Xiu: "Who are you referring to?"

Yang Siwei: "..."

Sure enough, the stone was hammered, no wonder he wanted to win the role for Xiao Zhao.

Let alone the office, one day Zhao Liying, like Qin Lan, took shares in the company, and she would not be surprised to become the proprietress.

After sending Ding Xiu off, Yang Siwei called Zhao Liying who was still in Hengdian.

"Xiao Zhao, how are you doing recently? You're still used to it. Tell me if you have any difficulties. Aren't you and brother Xiu filming a movie? I plan to arrange an assistant for you. It's not a big deal. I'll go when I'm free. Visit your class..."

Next door, Qin Gang's office.

Ding Xiu originally wanted to make a surprise attack to scare Qin Gang, but when he opened the door, he found that there was no one in the office, and the secretary was not there either.

After asking other people, I found out that Qin Gang had gone to the rooftop.

"Good guy, it's still Lao Qin's plaything."

It is really exciting to move the battlefield to the rooftop and overlook the whole city.

When he came to the rooftop, Ding Xiu didn't see the scene of Lao Qin sprinting towards the city with his back to all sentient beings.

Now he was leaning against the wall with his back, wearing a peaked cap, sunglasses, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and dressed in casual clothes, looking quite chic.

"I thought you jumped off."

"Why do I jump down when I'm fine?"

"Okay, take off your hat and talk to me again."

Qin Gang reluctantly took off his hat, revealing his gray hair, forced a smile: "You know everything? Actually, I'm okay."

Ding Xiu said indifferently: "The sunglasses are also taken off."

Qin Gang took off his sunglasses, his eye circles were as black as a giant panda's, and his skin was not good, greasy and acne-prone.

Ding Xiu asked, "How much did you lose?"

The cigarette butt trembled, and the smoke drifted into his eyes. Qin Gang's eye circles turned red all of a sudden.

He bought a house with all the money he earned in the past few years, and more than one property. At first, he changed hands a few times, and he did make money.

Unexpectedly, the financial crisis swept across Asia this year, and real estate plummeted.

All of a sudden, I lost money.

In an instant, he returned to before liberation overnight.

Fortunately, what he lost was only his own personal money, the shares in the company are still there, and there are accounts and dividends at the end of the year, and he still has the ability to make a comeback.

Otherwise, you really can only go to the rooftop and jump off the building.

Ding Xiu knew that he was losing money, and he also heard from Fan Binbin at the banquet yesterday. It is said that in this financial crisis, people in the circle like to invest, and many people who do business have been frustrated.

The turmoil is greater outside the circle.

Liu Tao's husband works in overseas securities and was a billionaire last month, so he's already in debt.

In places like Beiping, Shanghai, and Shencheng, many bosses have gone to the rooftops.

Ding Xiu came to the company today mainly to chat with Qin Gang, and Yang Siwei was on the way.

"It's okay, it's not a big problem."

"Brother, it's really not that big of a deal for you." Qin Gang was about to bite off his cigarette butt: "I have a big problem. When I think of losing so much, my heart hurts. If I'm looking for a female secretary, Japan, Korea, Europe, and America Maozi, one a day, can't be replaced in a lifetime."

Sometimes Ding Xiu admires Qin Gang's brain circuit, but at this time he can still think about these things, what a talent.

"It seems that your problem is not serious, so I am relieved. I was thinking of helping you, so I shouldn't need to take action."

"Don't brother Xiu, I'm just bragging." Qin Gang grabbed Ding Xiu's hand in a hurry, and said with tears in his eyes, "I don't dare to go home now, I dare not sleep, and when I close my eyes, I think about the money I lost. , I really can’t sleep.”

Ding Xiu said calmly: "I'm just about to buy a house as a gift. How many houses do you have and how much do you pay for them? Sell them to me at a fair price."

Qin Gang was stunned, he didn't expect Ding Xiu to help him in this way.

This will buy a house, which is clearly a loss-making business, and the price will drop by one day, okay.

"Brother Xiu, there's really no need. At worst, I'll wait longer. When this wave is over, the moon will be bright. According to my judgment, the house price will recover in half a year at most."

"I think so too. Isn't it better to buy it in advance and wait for it to appreciate in the future."

The corners of Qin Gang's mouth twitched violently. The real estate properties in Beiping, Shanghai, and Shencheng have all fallen. They have fallen by almost half. The houses he bought are all for speculation. The prices are relatively expensive, and they have fallen relatively hard. It will be sold at a reduced price and will not be sold.

When the house price picks up, this is just to comfort myself.

Even if it can recover, those who need to buy a house will have already bought it in this wave, and his house may be smashed.

Ding Xiu shrugged his shoulders and said with a light smile, "Why, are you afraid that I will make you money?"

Qin Gang was about to cry. He would be willing to lose hundreds of thousands of dollars on a set, not to mention selling it at the original purchase price.

"Brother Xiu, I don't know what to say. I won't say thank you. From now on, my secretary will be your secretary."

Ding Xiu: "..."

"Old Qin, why don't you come and be my secretary."

"Brother Xiu, don't worry about the house, I'll take care of it myself."

He still has integrity, it is impossible to sell his ass in order to sell the house.

　"Would you believe me when I said I just came back from the future a few hours away?"

　　"Are you drowsy?"

　　"Although it's a bit presumptuous, let me confirm that today is white, right?"

　　"You! What are you talking about?" Mu Jin blushed, crumpled the tissue in her hand and threw it at it.

　　The ball of paper hit his face, Xia Mu sighed: "You misunderstood, I did this to save mankind..."

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　　【File, Future Crisis, Case】

　　
　
(End of this chapter)