Rebirth of the Best Businesswoman at School

When Xia Qinghuan heard the words, he curled his lips and said, "Wealth can make ghosts push away."

Obviously, if you want Yun Bu Yao to come back to play the TV series, you must spend your money.

"How much?" Jane asked with interest and raised her eyebrows.

"Eight thousand and five after tax!" Rao, the daughter of the Xia family, couldn't help shrinking his neck when she said this number at this time.

Jane Ai was even more shocked. Although the film and television industry has developed rapidly in later generations, in 2002, TV series are all in 20 or 30 episodes, 85 million in one drama, and the combined episode is as high as 4 million. Sky-high price.

Originally, I was still thinking about having money after my trip to Macau, and I would set up a subsidiary company to set foot in other fields on the basis of Donghai Real Estate. Now Jane’s thoughts have moved and it seems that he has a direction.

The entertainment industry, the trend of the young market in the future, whether it is a singer or an actor, once it becomes popular, it will bring extremely rich returns to entertainment companies.

Moreover, as long as entertainment companies are sensitive to the market and can grasp the direction of the market, they only need to win a few people to quickly make a profit for the company.

"I have always wanted to act." Xia Qinghuan suddenly said: "The Xia's entertainment company in my family makes dozens of TV shows and movies a year, but my dad doesn't want me to be an actor. The idols joined the group together. I begged him hard for half a month. With the insistence of Director Wang Yiming, my dad would not agree!"

When she said that, Xia Qinghuan pouted helplessly, Jane smiled helplessly when she saw it, but she could understand it in her heart.

A large group like Xia's, as the daughter of the group, must be loved by thousands of people. Being an actor is superficial, but it's actually very hard. I guess I can't bear to eat this bowl of hard rice for my daughter.

The classroom was noisy, but suddenly it fell silent.

Xia Qinghuan stopped talking because she was afraid that others would hear it. Jane looked up and she knew it instantly.

Lin Yi and Jian Yiyi entered the classroom together.

The rumors of this pair of mandarin ducks appeared in pairs, filling the original vague scandal, and everyone's eyes instantly became ambiguous.

Lin Yi had known this a long time ago, and was upset for a while, lowered his head and walked quickly to the seat and sat down.

On the contrary, Jian Yiyi, with a small smile, flushed cheeks, shyly rubbed onto the position.

"Do you know this?" Seeing that Lin Yi's expression was wrong, Xia Qinghuan guessed a three-pointer. Seeing Jian Ai blinked at the moment.

Jane Ai nodded slightly: "I told him."

Without saying a word, Lin Yi took out the pencil case and the book from the bag, opened the pencil case, and a silver-gray fountain pen came into view.

With a soft gaze, Lin Yi cautiously took the pen in his hand, and his mood improved a lot in an instant.

And this scene happened to fall into Jian Yiyi's eyes. She looked at the pen in Lin Yi's hand and was a little puzzled for a while.

She had specially observed when she gave Lin Yi's pen, that the pens in Lin Yi's pen bag were all the same international brand, so she would buy that brand.

But now Lin Yi is holding a domestically made Guoyou fountain pen. Although it is a domestic first-line stationery brand, it is far from eye-catching compared to the international brand she sent.

He couldn't help looking into Lin Yi's open pencil case, but he couldn't see the one he had given him.

"Lin Yi, you remember to use the pen I gave you. Although it is a limited amount, you don't have to bear it." Jian Yiyi couldn't help but opened his mouth.

"I forgot the one you gave in the hot spring villa." Lin Yi said blankly, without apology in his tone.

Jian Yiyi: "..."