Chapter 592 of the full-level director text volume: Something big happened! "Gulu gulu~"
The porridge in the stove was bubbling and making an alluring sound. The aroma of the food filled the room. Lin Juan felt a little scared. It was almost seven o'clock. After finishing his work, Lin Juan went downstairs to prepare breakfast.
I saw this scene. The key is that there is no one in the kitchen, which is a bit scary.
Curious, he walked over and took a look. What was being cooked in the stove was preserved egg and lean meat porridge, with some celery added to it. Lin Juan knew at a glance that his father must have cooked it. No one else made it like this except him.
However, this porridge was a delicacy that he often craved when he was a child. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a secret taste. The taste in his mouth was still the same in his memory, and he couldn't help but reveal a smile of memories on his face.
"You little brat is eating secretly again, why do you wake up so early?"
His father Lin Zheng's voice sounded. Lin Juan turned around and saw that his father appeared not far away. Lin Juan was startled and said in horror: "Dad, you can't make any sound when you walk?"
"Nonsense, you don't know what you are thinking and you didn't hear it. Is Qingyu awake?" Lin Zheng walked over to check the heat. Lin Juan consciously stepped aside and replied: "No, Dad, this porridge is a bit bland.
Bar?"
"Nonsense, I just gave you some salt. I haven't given you the other seasonings yet. You go ahead and don't get in the way." Lin Zheng said unceremoniously. Lin Juan chuckled and simply stayed away from the stove and walked to the dining table.
While sitting down, he said with a smile: "Originally I was going to make breakfast, but I don't have to do it now. By the way, Dad, are you up?"
"She just got up and is cleaning her room. Have you checked the box office of your new movie?" Lin Zheng was busy talking.
"No, what's wrong?" Lin Juan asked doubtfully, there was nothing interesting to see in the first show, and you have to wait until noon or evening to see it.
"Four hundred and thirty million, just for one night. How much can you share, son? How much money do you have in total now?"
"I have 20% of the director's share. Including the investment, I have a total of 50%. But this is from the production side. After deducting taxes, I can get a total of more than 70 million. This
The calculation is a bit complicated, but it is about 17% of the box office." Lin Juan did the math and said.
"What's fifty percent and seventeen percent..." Lin Zheng was confused and simply said: "Just explain to me, how much money do you have in total now?"
"What's my total? I didn't look, let me take a look." As he said that, Lin Juan took out his phone and started browsing. After a while, he raised his head and said: "There are more than 23 billion in cash, including shares and so on.
I have a net worth of about 40 billion and earn several million in royalties every month. What’s wrong, dad, do you need money?”
Lin Zheng didn't say anything for a while. He knew that his son was quite rich, but he always thought it was only around ten or two billion. Didn't he expect that this was 40 billion?
"Is this yours or the one with Qingyu?" Lin Zheng asked after calming down.
"This is on my card. Qingyu also has several hundred million, but her shares are probably more than 10 billion. She is still quite rich." Lin Juan said with a smile. Li Qingyu is definitely a standard Bai Fumei.
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Lin Zheng said, "My family's assets are worth hundreds of billions now? How can being a director be so profitable?"
"Let me slow down." Lin Zheng was stirring the porridge and ignored Lin Juan. He suddenly lost the motivation to fight. His son was so awesome, why did he bother? Otherwise, he would close those clothing stores when he went back.
Going on a trip with your wife?
My son’s monthly income will be more than I can spend in my lifetime.
Lin Juan scratched his head. This little old man didn't have the mental ability to withstand stress.
"How are you going to spend the money?" Lin Zhengcai asked after a long while.
"I have thought about it. First, I will build a film and television base that can also be used as a tourist attraction to facilitate my future filming. Then I will do charity. My charity fund is a private equity fund and cannot accept donations from outside. I have only invested a total of 300 million. Now
Some of the lumber mills, vegetable sheds, and dairy factories I have invested in can barely maintain the balance of the fund. Thirteen caring primary schools and welfare homes have been established. I plan to expand investment and cooperate with Ant in the future.
Something like that." Lin Juan said with bright eyes.
While doing these things, he felt that his life was particularly meaningful.
As he invested in the charity industry, he gradually realized the naivety of his previous ideas. Lin Juan was secretly afraid of the inside stories of other funds discussed by some talents recruited in the foundation. Fortunately, he did not directly invest the money at that time.
, otherwise I would be so angry now.
With Lin Juan's plan, more than 20 billion is actually about the same. After all, he still has to save some money to make movies, right?
"Well, as long as you have a plan, let me discuss something with you. If our family has money now, I would like to buy a piece of land in my hometown and build a cemetery. This will give our family a place to go in the future."
Lin Juan: "..."
"Dad, what did you say?" Lin Juan couldn't laugh or cry.
"Don't laugh, seriously. Although our previous grave was repaired, it is still small. How many can be buried in such a small amount of space? Your grandma is getting older, and your mother and I are almost sixty..."
"Stop, dad, stop talking. If you want to buy it, buy it. I'll transfer it to you later. Don't say this." Lin Juan quickly stopped, suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable.
If an earthquake or a disease killing more than 100,000 people is a huge disaster, what about time? Is there anyone who can cure it...
Lin Zheng smiled, looked at Lin Juan's look and said with a smile: "What's the matter, silly son, your mother and I will have to do it one day."
"That's not the case now. Stop talking. You and your mother will definitely live a long life. Okay, dad, the porridge is ready. I'll wake Qingyu up." Lin Juan stood up and left.
He knew that one day would come, but he didn't want to face it.
With a slightly depressed mood, Lin Juan just walked out of the kitchen and came to the living room on the first floor when he felt his phone vibrating. His phone had been silent for a long time, and everything vibrated. If he didn't receive the call, it meant he was out of luck, but this time it was obviously
It was fate. Lin Juan picked up the phone and saw that it was Li Lan.
"Hello, Aunt Lan?" Lin Juan answered the phone, feeling a little better.
"Hey, Lin Juan, are you up?"
"Well, I'm making breakfast. What's wrong, Aunt Lan, calling so early?"
"You can come to the company later. I have something to tell you. It's about an industry summit. The Prime Minister will convene it. You must attend the roll call." Li Lan said the matter directly. Lin Juan took a breath, what is this?
, a scary start early in the morning.
"Okay, okay, what exactly is it for?"
"I don't know. It seems to be about regulating the industry. You can talk about the details when you come."
"Okay, I got it. It's time to hang up, Aunt Lan."
"Well, bye."
Li Lan was obviously busy as well, so he hung up the phone decisively. Lin Juan stood in the living room in a daze, what's going on, a first-term citizen is going to meet the country's second-in-command? What's going on?
Lin Juan was a little scared, so he immediately turned around and walked back. When he came to the kitchen, he saw his father was still making his porridge. He looked up and saw Lin Juan and asked, "Didn't you go call Qingyu? Why are you back again?"
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"Dad, I just received a call from Aunt Lan. The Prime Minister convened some kind of industry meeting and asked me to go... What should I do?"