Movie King Dad, your daughter came to you from the countryside.

Chapter 520 Our industry is too low
Song Tingfeng was currently nestled on the sofa in his luxurious villa.

I was chatting with netizens about hot topics about Nie Wushuang.

The Song family started off by relying on food in their early years.

Grandpa and grandma relied on tofu in the streets and exchanged their blood and sweat for start-up capital.

Grandpa often said that there are three hardships in life: forging iron and boating to grind tofu.

When they were young, the couple had to get up in the middle of the night to get busy.

At that time, I almost didn't get a sound sleep.

Later, the two came up with derivative foods such as dried tofu skin.

Later, they also made unique and secret snacks such as spicy strips and spicy skin.

Maybe you really deserve the reward for your hard work.

Just when my grandfather was preparing to open a factory, he needed funds urgently.

The country happened to issue interest-free loans.

The Song family's Tingfeng Group grew stronger step by step.

With the funds, when Song Tingfeng's father took over, he began to ban the real estate industry and the technology field.

Today's Tingfeng Group is already a well-known large group in the country.

Mr. Song was grateful for the national policies of that year.

Every year, hundreds of millions are allocated to support scientific research and construction.

It has been going on for almost 20 years now.

Yes, from the year Song Tingfeng was born until now.

"Dad, is our family's property considered high-end?"

Song Tingfeng clutched her cell phone and dialed her old father's number.

Over there, Father Song is reading documents.

I couldn't understand what my son was saying.

"What is high-end but not high-end? If society needs it, and we can control the direction of the company, we will do it. And in your eyes, what industry is high-end?"

Song Tingfeng thought for a moment and said, "As you know, Nie Wushuang is my favorite actress. What can she represent for our family?"

Father Song was silent for a while.

"Soy products and derivative foods?"

This is the foundation of the Song family, and its annual turnover is guaranteed to be [-] billion.

It's pretty awesome.

What a pity, my son seems to dislike it.

"No, both of them have received three endorsements, all of which are the world's top luxury brands. Our soy products are not worthy of her."

Father Song couldn't hold his breath out, suffocating himself to death.

He is really his good son.

"Real estate?" Song's father asked.

Song Tingfeng sighed, "I really haven't seen many real estate companies use spokespersons. Houses are just needed, unlike soy products, so looking for spokespersons is not a waste of money."

Father Song was happy.

This brat is no longer obsessed with chasing stars.

"medical instruments……"

Song Tingfeng laughed in anger, "Dad, please be serious."

Fortunately, I can figure it out.

medical instruments?

Looking for an agent?
The Song family's medical equipment cooperates with many top hospitals across the country.

What kind of spokesperson did you find?

Who doesn't want to be healthy?

If we really find him, both of them will probably be scolded to death.

The Song family's medical device industry is not about small things like blood pressure monitors.

Father Song was silent.

While my son was waiting expectantly, I gave him a word.

"roll!"

After all, hang up the phone.

Song Tingfeng looked at the phone screen silently until it went dark.

[Shuangshuang, do you want a car?Guaranteed level of one million. 】

Song Tingfeng suddenly wanted to spend money.

Therefore, I sent a private message to Nie Wushuang.

Then, there was no movement for a long time.

Two days later, he posted another.

[Shuangshuang, I am the sole heir to Tingfeng Group. Do you want a car?With a guarantee of one million levels, there will be no problem at all. 】

Two more days passed and still no movement.

[Shuangshuang, I am the group leader of the Shuangshuang Support Association. Do you want a car?Ten million level. 】

This time, after half a day, I received a reply from the other party.

[No, thank you, I drove the nanny car. 】

Song Tingfeng was in the university dormitory at this time.

The people I slept with were all second generation members of the family, majoring in financial management. [The nanny car is not worthy of your status. 】

How could his idol, his only idol, only have a nanny car.

On the other side, Nie Wushuang laughed after seeing it.

It seems that the leader of her fan club is a rich man.

[Matching, nanny car and I are the perfect match. We are a perfect match.Be good, let's do some charity if we have money. 】

Song Tingfeng: [My family spends hundreds of millions on charity every year. 】

Nie Wushuang was envious, [Then buy something delicious, spicy chips, happy water. 】

Song Tingfeng: [Unfortunately, my family started out by making spicy strips. 】

Nie Wushuang: [Farewell! 】

The next morning, Nie Wushuang came to the company.

Agent Min pointed to two large boxes on the table in the lounge.

"Hey, it's from your fans."

Nie Wushuang was curious and stepped forward to take a look and said, "Sister Min, what did you give me?"

"Who knows, I didn't take it apart either. You can take it apart and take a look."

Sister Min is used to it.

She brought two movie stars and movie stars with her, and those two often received gifts from fans.

The most luxurious thing is that I received an exclusively customized sports car.

Worth nearly [-] million.

At that time, this gift accounted for three hot searches on social platforms.

Later I wanted to go back, but it turned out that I was studying abroad.

He had no choice but to pay out of his own pocket and return half of his wealth.

As a result, the fan directly donated the money in the name of the idol.

Since then, no celebrity in the company has dared to accept such expensive gifts from fans.

Don't be criticized.

Even so, my flesh still hurts.

Who would be willing to spend [-] million to buy a car.

it's good now.

It's really dumb to eat coptis.

Nie Wushuang opened the express box.

"Sister Min, spicy strips."

She took out a pack and said, "Tingfeng spicy strips."

"Yeah!" Sister Min said, "The King of Spicy Tiao."

Sister Min found a good angle, took a few photos, and sent them to Super Chat.

"It's not expensive, it's all about the thought. Take it home and eat it."

Nie Wushuang said: "I will take some away, and the remaining people in the company will get a share."

A box of spicy strips and a box of potato chips, how can I finish them all?

Sister Min didn’t refuse either.

After Nie Wushuang took some away, he put the rest in the tea room.

Group concurrently.

After lunch.

Sister Min found her.

Said: "Young master Tingfeng sent a private message to ask you how it tastes."

Nie Wushuang said: "I like this Little Naughty Spicy Tiao the most. It suits my taste in terms of texture and spiciness. I'm not a big fan of spicy food."

Sister Min nodded.

After Song Tingfeng received the feedback.

Nie Wushuang will be mailed a little naughty boy every month.

Not much, as I'm afraid she'll get tired of it if she eats too much.

Until Nie Wushuang got married and gave birth to a child, there was no interruption until the child entered high school.

It can be said that he is the richest fan with the longest love.

Of course, this is something.

[Why, the gift I gave was returned. 】

[Why else? It must be too expensive. 】

[As I said, do what you can, and don’t give too expensive gifts. It’s not good for both of you. 】

[Look at me, I hand-painted various versions of Shuangshuang and made it into a picture album.Both of mine were actually framed. 】

[What I gave you is not expensive, it is a handmade ring. 】

[Diamond-encrusted? 】

【right. 】

【…】

【People cannot understand each other's joys and sorrows.I'm in unit 007, and you're showing off your butt on the other side of the ocean. 】

[Hahaha, dude is so wet. 】

(End of this chapter)