Qin Xiaobao returned to the Magic City, and Xiaoming was shocked when he saw him at the airport.
I haven’t seen him for twenty days, and it’s like he’s a different person.
"Director Qin, the word fat is not too much to apply to you."
"I have no choice but to eat three meals a day without skipping a meal." Qin Xiaobao already has a small belly: "The nutrition is very good, and there are all kinds of high-calorie fish and meat. It would be strange if he is not fat."
"It's pretty good. I just lost the weight, and I don't have a fat face. There's no problem. I look quite burly." Xiaoming can still speak.
"I need to lose weight!" His words made Xiaoming feel relieved.
Although the director does not need to care too much about appearance, Qin Xiaobao is still young and has many beauty fans, so he has to participate in shows and so on. It is always better to be thinner and more photogenic.
"What?" Qin Xiaobao came here in advance. Today is the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, and Wang Bingbing is still at home with her parents.
There was an extra box in the trunk, all of which were specialties prepared by Mrs. Wang, and I couldn't refuse them.
"My trip to Changchun is over."
"Well!" Xiaoming looked at the road. Since the day before yesterday, the traffic in the Magic City has become congested again: "The Chinese New Year party was very lively. There were all kinds of rumors, but there was no follow-up, and they gradually subsided. Yesterday's opening ceremony
During the annual meeting, the colleagues in charge of media and public relations discussed the follow-up with Mr. Liu.
Mr. Liu’s intention is not to respond and let the situation gradually calm down.”
"Okay, I heard that the finance girl won the grand prize. Why don't you have that luck?" Qin Xiaobao said about the annual meeting.
"Hey, you don't even know." Xiaoming said with an annoyed look on his face: "We are sitting at the same table with me, and there is only one number missing. If we get the car, we will be very prosperous when we go back this year."
"Did you bring your girlfriend back this year?"
"Went to her house."
"I'll go, you're learning from me!" Qin Xiaobao smiled.
"It doesn't count. I have been dating her for more than four years. My parents have met her a long time ago. This year we are proposing marriage." Xiaoming felt a little embarrassed.
"What about that date? Has it been decided?"
"National Day."
"Hey, what are you two planning to do?"
Xiaoming and her girlfriend are both from Jinhua. They work in Shanghai and have a good relationship. It's not surprising that they are talking about getting married.
"What do you mean?"
"House and job."
"I don't want to buy a house in Shanghai. The price is too high. It's better to buy it in my hometown. Don't worry about your job. I won't change it in a few years."
Qin Xiaobao nodded. Xiaoming has been with him for more than two years. Since the company was officially established and Liu Minghua took charge, he has been responsible for all his activities.
It's quite pleasant to get along with him. Other agents make more than him.
Because Qin Xiaobao has hardly done any commercial performances in the past two years, and his participation in the program is more for publicity, and he only pays a carriage fee, sometimes without charging, and he receives even less advertising.
For agents, the artist's commission is the lion's share, and they have to work hard to find work so that both parties can earn income.
As the boss, Qin Xiaobao won't participate if he says he won't participate. Therefore, Xiaoming is guarding a gold mine, but his income is less than those of Phoenix Legend.
Moreover, although Liu Tao and Hu Ge rarely appear on TV, their film remuneration is higher than Qin Xiaobao's director's fee, so one can imagine the income of their agents.
But when it comes to work, it's not necessarily easy for Xiaoming. He has been on the set for the second half of last year as a personal assistant. When there is a shortage of people, he does all the work like a stage manager. It is very hard.
"National Day... there isn't much time left." Qin Xiaobao thought for a while: "Have you bought the house in your hometown?"
"It doesn't count as a purchase. I paid the down payment before the year."
"How much is a square meter in Jinhua?"
"The most expensive one in the city center may not be more than 30,000 yuan. The neighborhood my girlfriend and I chose is like 17,000 yuan."
"Big house?"
"Yeah, 109 has three bedrooms and one living room."
"That's a lot of money."
"Who says it's not the case?" Xiaoming said helplessly, "In an instant, I was saddled with a seven-digit debt, and I couldn't bear to eat or drink."
"Come on, you'll get bread if you work hard, and you'll get money too."
Qin Xiaobao comforted him with a few words.
After returning home, Xiaoming helped carry the suitcase up.
"Inform Director Wang and the others to come to the company for a meeting the day after tomorrow, and then pick me up tomorrow to see the new house."
"Okay, what time?"
"In the morning, after nine o'clock."
"OK."
After entering the rental house, Qin Xiaobao worked hard for a while, mainly stuffing specialties into the refrigerator.
He had already said that he would not cook, but he still brought a bunch of ingredients. He just hoped that Bingbing would not bring more when he came back, otherwise he would not be able to put them away.
After finishing it, I didn’t need to clean myself. I took a shower, got a drink, and sat on the sofa in the living room.
Qin Xiaobao looked around and felt that time passed very quickly. Before he knew it, it had been almost two years since he lived here.
He decided to move next month. As for not leaving this place, he had already planned to leave it to Xiaoming and her girlfriend.
The two of them are very frugal. They rent a house in the suburbs and have to get up after six o'clock every day, otherwise they will be late.
When the time comes, talk to the finance department to subsidize him more and live closer to him for convenience.
Thinking of this, Qin Xiaobao picked up his phone.
"I'm home."
"It's so fast. How about dinner? Can you cook it yourself?" Wang Bingbing sat cross-legged on the sofa and changed the camera: "Say hello."
Next to me are my parents.
"Mom and Dad!" Qin Xiaobao waved: "I saw some dumplings when I was cleaning up just now. Let's get some."
"Cut some more braised beef. I just made it last night and it's very popular now." Mother Wang reminded.
"Okay." Since accepting the bank card, Qin Xiaobao has changed his mind. He understands what his parents mean, but he doesn't want his daughter to seem to have no effort at all, and have no confidence in the future.
In order to reassure the two elders, Qin Xiaobao took it, but later gave it to Bingbing and asked her to keep it. If she wanted to return it, she could use it as she pleased.
After chatting for a while, he asked Bingbing to go to the room.
"What's wrong? It's mysterious."
"Xiaoming went to pick me up just now. On the way back, he told me that he was planning to get married on National Day this year."
"That's a good thing."
"Yes, I asked. He bought a house in Jinhua and paid the down payment. I was thinking about it. He has been with me for two years and he hasn't made much money.
Otherwise, help him pay off the rest of his mortgage, so that he can work with peace of mind in the future."
"How come I can't find such a generous boss?" Wang Bingbing said with a smile: "You can do it if you want to. You don't have to ask me. I don't know anything else, but Brother Xiaoming will definitely be very, very touched."
"Of course I have to tell you, it's more than one million." Qin Xiaobao said with a smile: "Aren't you my wife? You must tell me about such a large expenditure."
Wang Bingbing was happy: "We haven't gotten married yet, and what's yours is still yours. If you have the financial strength, I can help.
It’s like cutting off brother Xiaoming’s options, and he will never be able to change jobs.”
"I didn't think so."
"It doesn't matter, no one would refuse such a good thing." Wang Bingbing waved her hand: "I support you."
"Okay, I will go to the new house tomorrow to check it out and then send you a video."
"OK."
His wife agreed, and Qin Xiaobao no longer hesitated and called Liu Minghua again to ask him to make arrangements.
Mr. Liu didn't say anything nonsense, he just sighed, you are really a good boss of China.