food idol

Chapter 502

Wen Tang said, "But last year, the year before, and even the year before last, you were always among the top ten in the international supermodel earning list."

Regarding this point, Feng Lu did not deny it.

Moreover, in the international supermodel income list, the proportion of models over the age of 30 is much higher than that of those in their twenties.

Feng Lu smiled, "Just because I started a fashion brand doesn't mean I have to give up being a model, and I have to have a sense of crisis, right? There are multiple ways to be tough!"

After a pause, she said again, "Don't tell me that you have kept all the money you earned in the bank in private!"

Wen Tang quickly shook his head, "Of course not!"

Seeing her like this, Feng Lu also became interested, "Tell me, let's also learn from it."

Wen Tang shot shyly, "What else can I do? I'm not as high-end as you, and I create my own brand. Gu Su's business is also highly intelligent, and they are all directly managed, like wineries, racecourses, etc. Yes, then I will honestly buy and sell houses.”

The interest on deposits in the bank is too low, not enough money, and Wen Tang doesn't know anything about fund speculation; let's do business, he has no time and no brains, and he doesn't know how to deal with people.And she has a characteristic, that is, she doesn't feel at ease when the money is not in her hands, so she is not at ease at all, thinking about it, like buying bonds, investing in funds, investing in stocks and other slightly illusory and abstract financial management activities So I honestly held the real estate certificate to be stable.

Feng Lu gasped, "The real rich are the real estate tycoons, okay?" As she spoke, she approached gossipingly again, and asked in a low voice, "Can you tell me how much you earned?"

I definitely can't tell others, but there's no need to hide it from Feng Lu.

Wen Tang raised his head and made a rough calculation, "It's been too long ago and I can't remember clearly. Not long ago, I just sold off two villas in country D, and I made a small profit of tens of millions."

Feng Lu couldn't wait to pinch her neck and shake it, "It's still a small profit, you greedy guy!"

Wen Tang hurriedly raised his hand to surrender, "Actually, I wasn't that bold at the beginning, and I didn't have any money. I was just doing small things in the country, buying rough, selling hardcover, and the apartment size was not big. I made a fortune at one time and earned a hundred and ten dollars. Wan. Didn’t I make some money later, Gu Su asked me to speculate in foreign villas, so it’s not easy for the paparazzi to find out.”

(End of this chapter)