Ning Wentao said happily: "Mengmeng, did you know? Today's total box office of "Mars Transfer" has been calculated, 6.7 billion. You broke China's box office record!"
Ning Meng's eyes lit up: "Not bad."
In the original book, the movie was a big hit in the end, but it only achieved good results of 3.5 billion. Unexpectedly, after she added additional investment, the effect almost doubled.
Ning Wentao added: "With this movie, the company made a net profit of one billion. I thought about it, even if you get divorced, you are not afraid of running out of money!"
Ning Meng twitched her lips, bypassed the topic, pointed to Li Shiyao on the list and said, "Why was she removed?"
Ning Wentao glanced at it and saw that she was a girl with an unattractive appearance. He said nonchalantly: "She must be too old."
Looking at him like this, you knew he wasn't interested.
Ning Meng said directly: "Keep her."
"OK."
Ning Meng was afraid of being assigned a bad agent, so she simply said: "Give me a position as an agent, and then give her to me, and I will take care of her myself."
It is impossible to run an entertainment company with only one Lin Qingbei.
Ning Meng had actually considered what Liu Ying said today.
But before, she couldn't figure out what was going on with the company's artist list. Now that there's a good talent, of course she has to hold it in her hands!
Ning Wentao responded to her requests and agreed directly to this matter.
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Coming out of the office, Ning Meng saw Lin Qingbei leaning against the wall next to the door, standing there for who knows how long.
He wore a black hoodie, white pants that stretched his legs, and a pair of aj sneakers. He was full of youthfulness. His face had no expression, but standing here, it was like the surrounding light.
It's all a bit brighter.
Ning Meng was slightly startled: "Is something wrong?"
Lin Qingbei stood up straight lazily, without looking at her, and said coolly and arrogantly: "Should the company prepare a car for me?"
Ning Meng suddenly realized: "I was negligent."
Lin Qingbei is currently popular enough that he has become a first-line singer.
He goes to the program set every day and goes to various occasions, and he always has a car of his own.
Ning Meng thought for a while and threw the car keys in her hand to him: "I will ask people from the company to prepare a nanny car for you. You can drive my car first for the next two days."
Lin Qingbei took the car keys, lowered his eyes, "Thank you."
After finishing speaking, he looked at her again: "Send you back?"
Ning Meng kept a distance from Lin Qingbei at first, but recently, Lin Qingbei behaved very well and never approached her or pestered her.
Logically speaking, it doesn't matter.
But Ning Meng had too many peach blossom debts, and she didn't want to get involved with anyone, so she waved her hand and said, "No need."
After saying that, he walked straight forward.
Ning Meng likes the pink Maserati the most, but the black Mercedes-Benz she drove today was equipped for her by the company. She doesn't drive it much, so it's just right for Lin Qingbei to use first.
When she walked away, Lin Qingbei looked at her back and lowered his eyes.
Just now, Mr. Ning said, "Even if you get divorced, you are not afraid of running out of money."
So, her husband cheated on her and she wanted a divorce.
Thinking of this, Lin Qingbei's eyes sparkled with light.
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Three days flew by.
It's finally the finals of "Singing is King" and it's time to compete for the final champion.
Su Tiantian is well prepared and confident of winning the championship.