When the call was connected, Ning Wentao said feebly: "Hello."
Accompanied by a rustling sound.
Ning Meng was curious: "Dad, what are you doing?"
"Let's sort it out and see what we should take with us when we resign." Ning Wentao was a little disappointed, and then asked, "How are you doing there? By the way, what color lipstick did Han Meilin wear today?"
"Black, what's wrong?"
Ning Wentao was anxious: "Then it's over! Come back quickly. Her mood is all about lipstick. If she's in a good mood, she wears red. If she wears black, it means she's in a bad mood. She'll burst out at once."
Ning Meng:......
Thinking about having to face Su Tiantian today, I must be in a bad mood!
Ning Meng replied: "Don't worry, it's done!"
Ning Wentao was surprised: "You can actually take care of Hei Meilin? She is indeed my daughter, so amazing! How much equity did you get?"
Ning Meng looked at the contract: "Fifty percent."
Ning Wentao paused: "Isn't that a bit much?"
Ning Meng sighed: "I also think that buying 50% for 100 million is too much."
Ning Wentao: "...wait, how much did you say?"
Ning Meng: "One hundred million, we have made a lot of money!"
"..." Only Ning Wentao's breathing could be heard.
Ning Meng continued: "Dad, if you feel sorry for yourself, can you add another 50 million?"
"Dududu."
The other party hung up the phone.
Ning Meng looked at her phone and sighed: Old man, your mental quality is not good!
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Ning Wentao, who was greatly shocked, sat in the office and cried stormily.
At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Cao Xuehua strode in, saying anxiously: "Wen Tao, do you know how much Ning Meng is fooling around! She actually wants to invest 100 million in Han Meilin!"
Ning Wentao, who instantly became a domineering CEO, tried to look calm, "Why are you making all this fuss? Can't we get 100 million?"
Cao Xuehua: "...the working capital in the company is only 100 million! Did she spend all of it on this one project?"
Ning Wentao bit the bullet and boasted without hesitation: "If you buy 50% of the equity for 100 million, Mengmeng will know how to do business, and he will have the same style as I did back then!"
Cao Xuehua:??
She looked at Ning Wentao in disbelief: "How can you pamper her without any bottom line?"
Ning Wentao retorted: "Why do I have no bottom line? I didn't help her kill people and set fires?"
"..."
Cao Xuehua was exhausted mentally and physically, and said angrily: "Han Meilin called to urge me. Are you sure you want me to transfer 100 million?"
Ning Wentao's heart was bleeding, but his words were bold: "Turn!"
When Cao Xuehua left angrily, he started crying again.
Forget it if you resign, you don’t have any money anymore, but what should you do?
Thinking of this, he cried even harder.
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Ning Meng knew that Lemon Entertainment only had 100 million in liquidity.
But if "Mars Transfer" has another 50 million, the final effect will be even better.
She drove home, planning to calculate her assets and add them in her own name.
Otherwise, Han Meilin would suffer too much if she took 50% of the shares.
She first looked through the luxury goods and calculated them on her computer. She found that at most they were only ten million.
At this time, the sound of the door opening came from downstairs.
Ning Meng's eyes lit up and she hurried down.
As soon as Huo Beichen walked in, he saw her doggy smile and said, "Hubby, have you gained a little weight recently?"
Huo Beichen:?
He looked down and replied, "No."
Ning Meng: "Then why do you hold more weight in my heart?"