Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 569: I am short of money. Are you satisfied with this reason?
For Little John, who was forced to enter the stock market.

There is nothing in this world that can awaken his desire for money more than a price limit.

He felt that a 10-point lower limit was simply not enough.

The lower limit should be 20 points or 30 points.

Moreover, it is best if Huayi can fall for a week and a half, that would be perfect.
"How much money has Xiang this guy made?" With his eyes shining, he seemed to be calculating his friend's wealth.

His own share is nothing to calculate.

30 euros, all added up, I made more than 7 euros.

But friends are different.

Shorting a stock does not achieve the effect just by relying on some short-selling news. It depends more on the amount of funds.

But even after scratching his head, he couldn't figure out how much money Xiang Yang had.

Throw the manuscript paper aside.

Is there any point in answering this call?

As soon as Disney's official website issued an announcement, Huayi's stock was suddenly attacked by a large number of short orders, and it hit the daily limit.

"Let it go first." Han Sanping sighed.

But can you have a score in your mind?

"Then I'm afraid you have to ask the count and his wife upstairs." Xiang Yang, who was concentrating on looking at his stock account, replied casually.

"Xiang Yang, what you are saying are authentic?"

Han Sanping had a great time at lunch, and the suffocation stuck in his chest was gone.

After asking the flight attendant for another glass of juice, Little John turned off the Wi-Fi on his phone.

"Which link did I overlook?" Han Sanping muttered to himself as he rubbed his forehead.

But the area on the next floor can only be visited if invited by the count and his wife.

Xiang Yang pursed his lips and said proudly, "I'm just counting how much milk powder I earned today."

Otherwise, my heart won’t be able to bear the up and down movements.
In his upper-floor suite, Liu Qianqian was standing on tiptoe admiring the sixteenth-century Tiepolo frescoes and gilded ceiling.

"500 million?" Liu Qianqian blinked, the money came so quickly
"I don't need their money to pay for milk powder." But in a flash, she frowned, "It's not like I don't have the ability to make money myself."

Well.
Through the introduction of the hotel manager, Xiang Yang also learned that the owner of this palace had been living on the top floor.

Vittore Carpaccio, Gentile Bellini and Giovanni Bellini brothers, Giorgione, Titian, Veronese and Tintoretto and other dazzling talents, Venetian paintings The representatives of the movement had a profound influence on Western art.

This service, which is only available to first-class and business-class passengers, is not free. Not only is it expensive, but the Internet speed is also slow.
"What did you say? Huayi's stock price dropped to the limit?!"

Zhang Qian then sent a report on what happened in the domestic stock market.

Han Sanping ignored him. All he could think about was this past trip and how he could explain it to Xiang Yang once and for all.

But after saying goodbye to Marco Muller and the actors like Xu Ke, they just returned to the room and didn't have time to rest.

"me."

He said, why is this guy so talkative today?

"Well, Huayi's stock price has dropped to its limit." When Xiang Yang said this, his tone couldn't help but rise. "Counting us and mom, it's at least 500 million today."

Feeling a little weak, he walked to the sofa, sat down directly on it, then lowered his head and remained silent.

Those who have actually read books related to the Renaissance will definitely see more than just the three masters of art.

Don't tell me, Annabelle has a very good taste.

Although Zhang Qian, who had enjoyed a luxurious hotel lunch, also knew the truth about short-talking people, he still had to report the work that should be reported.

Seeing his indifferent attitude, Liu Qianqian turned her head angrily and saw that he was concentrating on his phone and tapping on it.

"Forget it, I'll just ask him when the time comes."

For the script of "Alien", she also read many books about the Renaissance.

After co-writing, people changed their style of play.

"Money for milk powder?" Liu Qianqian asked doubtfully.

Choosing such a hotel that is hard to fault really adds a lot to this trip to Venice.

"Mr. Han, Mr. Wang from Huayi has been calling you."

She came over and asked, "What are you looking at? You don't even listen to me."

Block his mouth first.

Why don't you ask me in the name of giving a gift?
Although this is not a good idea, it is better than just thinking about it here.

Although the open area has floors 1-5 and gardens.

He doesn't interfere.

"Leader." Zhang Qian, who had neither the intention of leaving nor standing here, cleared his throat, "The gift you prepared for Director Xiang is still in the suitcase, how about..."

"Xiang Yang, stop it!" Han Sanping, who was a little unwilling to accept the facts, shouted in his heart.

"Well, that's quite the truth."

After Xiang Yang nodded, he put down his cell phone. After standing up, he sat up from the bed and pulled Liu Qianqian's arm and smiled:

"I've worked hard for you today."

"Don't even think about changing the subject." After being pulled by him, Liu Qianqian sat on Xiang Yang's lap and glanced sideways at Xiang Yang.

The matter of shorting Huayi stock has not yet been resolved.

How dare you secretly transfer assets?
"Don't talk nonsense," Xiang Yang smiled coquettishly and rested his head on Liu Qianqian's shoulder, "This money was not given to us by them, but earned by your husband's ability."

"Don't think it came too quickly, if you want me to tell you."

Before Xiang Yang could finish his words, there was a tapping sound on the wooden door of the outhouse, forcing him to stop talking.

"Xia Fu? Or a stone?" Liu Qianqian was stunned.

She remembered that she made an appointment with the two of them after lunch, and took a good rest in the afternoon to prepare for the dinner.

After attending the opening tomorrow, I will find time to take a good stroll around Venice.

Don't look at her promise to Liu Xiaoli that she would come back as soon as possible.

But after arriving here, she seemed to have returned to the little girl she was when she was dating Xiang Yang, looking forward to romance every day.

"Probably not." Xiang Yang narrowed his eyes, then quickly kissed Liu Qianqian's cheek and said, "If you don't come to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, you might be a bad guest."

"." Liu Qianqian rolled her eyes at Xiang Yang and took advantage of me again.

But as the second series of "da da da" sounds sounded, she had no intention of arguing with Xiang Yang. After getting up and straightening her clothes, she took steps to open the door.

She wanted to see who had no problem disturbing her and Xiang Yang in this afternoon time, which was suitable for taking a nap.

As soon as the door opens.
Han Sanping was seen looking at her with a smile on his face and a beautiful box in his hand.

"Mr. Han, why are you here?"

"I'm here to give you and Xiangyang a gift."

"Come in, please." With a smile, Liu Qianqian asked politely while inviting her sideways: "Do you want to try the black tea here? I heard from people in the hotel that the taste is very unique."

"Okay, I'm done."

Han Sanping said this so well that anyone could tell there was something hidden in his words.

Just like it was natural for Liu Xixi to pour him a cup of tea personally.

This inevitably made Xiang Yang frown as he walked over.

"Mr. Han, the mineral water here is also good. I heard it was specially customized by the Aman Group." Xiang Yang said, gently patting Liu Qianqian's shoulder and indicating that she only needed to bring two bottles of water. Still drinking tea?
If you want to drink it, go to Paris to find Lao An. He likes to make tea for people.

As for the so-called gift in Han Sanping's hand, Xiang Yang didn't feel cold at all.

Seeing him protecting Liu Qianqian without any scruples in front of her, Han Sanping said with a helpless smile: "Then let's do as we please and just drink mineral water."

Yes, it was actually just a short confrontation.

It can be seen intuitively that Xiang Yang is not an easy-to-talk 'master'.

Liu Qianqian was a little embarrassed and looked at Xiang Yang again. Seeing that his attitude was very firm, she nodded slowly.

"Sister Bingbing is right, I should get used to the 'Mrs. Xiang' relationship." She was quietly cheering herself up.

Behind her, Han Sanping walked in. After closing the door, he put the gift in his hand on the tea table in the living room.

There is no intention to open it.

After all, Zhang Qian knew that this thing was just a pretext at the moment, so how could he use it as a showing off capital.

But when he sat down, he did not choose to hide it, but openly explained the reason.

Upon hearing it, Han Sanping came here about Huayi stock.

Liu Qianqian's heart tightened as she took the water.

"I just said that Mr. Han will not come to the Three Treasures Hall for anything." Xiang Yang casually sat on the sofa in the main seat. After looking up and down at Han Sanping with a joking look, Xiang Yang sat down in front and said with a smile. :
"Since Mr. Han is here to bother me about this matter again, I have nothing to say."

"This couldn't be better." As Xiang Yangdi finished his words, Han Sanping swallowed his throat.

But he didn't forget to say "thank you" to Liu Qianqian who brought her mineral water.

Liu Qianqian, who pursed her lips slightly, unscrewed the other bottle from her hand, put it in front of Xiang Yang, and stood beside him without leaving.

She wanted to hear it too.

"I'm short of money. Huayi just happened to offend me. What's even more coincidental is that they just happened to provide me with an opportunity to make money." Xiang Yang said with a smile at the corner of his mouth and said to Han Sanping word by word:
"I don't know if Mr. Han is satisfied with such a reason."

"Ok?"

Han Sanping's expression gradually changed from surprise to confusion, and then a little anger showed in his eyebrows.

This, what kind of reason is this!
"Of course, if Mr. Han wants to hear more details, I can tell you." Not caring about his emotional change, Xiang Yang smiled: "The agreement I reached with Shenzhen Investment Holdings is that I will subscribe for 20% of DJ I have the money, but I don’t want to sell my other investments, so.”

"Deeply surrendered."

Han Sanping stared straight into Xiang Yang's eyes. After a few seconds, he lowered his head as if he was discouraged.

By holding the mineral water, he concealed the unhappiness in his heart very well.

Once upon a time, the DJ company was so close to him.

It's so far away now.

"Xiaoxiang, I haven't had time to congratulate you yet." Han Sanping adjusted his mentality after holding back his grief and taking a sip of water.

Now that Xiang Yang said it, no matter whether it was true or false, he knew what was going on.

Once you have the score, your mind will be set.

That is, the Huayi King is suffering from the pain of working as a cash machine for Xiangyang.

"It should be congratulations to me and Qian Qian." Xiang Yang smiled and looked up at Liu Qian Qian.

And she was also looking down at Xiang Yang, her eyes a little confused.

This angle is perfect, you can just see the looming double chin
I really want to squeeze it.

Xiang Yang quickly calmed down.

"That's right, DJ is such a promising company. Being able to invest in such a company is a good thing for you and Qian Qian." Han Sanping felt a pain in his heart.

In the whole incident, Hua Yi was not the only one who was injured.

The ones who suffered the biggest loss were obviously him and Huaying.

"I don't know, does Mr. Han have other things to do?"

"."

Han Sanping, who hadn't even sat down for a few minutes and hadn't even taken a sip of mineral water, twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Xiao Xiang, I want to ask in private, how bad are you here?"

"This." Facing the unexpected problem, Xiang Yang was not prepared.

How can you ask this?

I could have taken the opportunity to make some private money, but I was blinded by this!
"Mr. Han, I don't earn much, I'm still a little short of that."

Hearing this, he searched in his mind when Little John approached him about DJing, saying that it would be enough for several companies to invest 1000 million together.

There are changes now, and this number will definitely expand.

But thinking about it, Huayi, which has fallen by more than 20%, should have made Xiangyang a lot of money.

He nodded and said, "Oh, that's okay, that's okay."

After speaking subconsciously, Han Sanping suddenly raised his head and said with a solemn expression: "Don't worry, I have this in mind and will never let the fourth person know about it."

"Mr. Han, if I can't trust you, why would I tell you?"

After Xiang Yang finished speaking, Han Sanping's eyes suddenly shone again.

Pooh!
Well said!

You guys haven't made up your mind yet, I don't dare to talk nonsense about this!
"Then I'll take my leave first, and you and Sissi have a good rest."

Han Sanping, who didn't want to stay for another second, stood up to leave with the mineral water bottle in his hand, but after taking a look at the gift he had brought, he paused.

"Xiao Xiang, this gift is very meaningful. Please take the time to take a look."

"Don't worry, Mr. Han, I will definitely cherish the gift you gave me." Xiang Yang also stood up.

The two of them had a tacit understanding. They didn't say anything to persuade them to stay, and they didn't say anything more.

When he just left the room, Liu Qianqian, who was standing next to Xiang Yang, let out a sigh of relief, looked at Xiang Yang in confusion and asked softly:
"Are you telling the truth? Are you short of money?"

"Ah, of course it's true." Xiang Yang nodded blankly. He would never lie in front of his wife!

He swears!
"Then tell Mr. Han, don't be afraid."

"Haha, he wouldn't dare." Xiang Yang laughed heartily.

"How can you be so sure?" Liu Qianxi asked with a frown.

"This." Xiangyang subconsciously moved a step forward, approached Liu Qianqian and smiled, "It's not that I can't tell you, but..."

"Are you sure you want to negotiate terms when you talk to me?"

Liu Qianqian, who seemed to have been prepared for it, showed her teeth as she spoke.

Xiangyang, "."

"Ahem!" Seeing him deflated, Liu Qianqian cleared her throat arrogantly, "Pay attention to your attitude in front of Mrs. Xiang."

After saying that, she moved towards Xiang Yang.

With just one bow of his head, the flash of white at the neckline of the floral dress captured Xiang Yang's soul.

He said in a strange way: "Because he is afraid that there is something deeply involved."

There was a hint of cunning in the corner of her mouth, and Liu Qianqian's clear eyes turned, as if she was understanding the deep meaning behind these words.

She didn't know whether she could do a good job for Mrs. Xiang.

But as Xiangyang's wife, how can she keep her husband in check?

She has this ability in her hand
(End of this chapter)