"ha!"

He slept until nine o'clock before getting up. Since he entered the entertainment industry, his daily routine has become messy. He used to get up very early.

Now, sleeping in the middle of the night and sleeping for five or six hours a day has become the norm.

He scratched his hair hard, squinted his eyes and washed his face, squeezed toothpaste, brushed it for two minutes and rinsed his mouth, and knocked the toothbrush on the cup.

Today he asked Yang Ning for leave and didn't have to go to the company in the morning, so he could have fun with Chen Jinpeng and his brothers.

The three of them made an appointment to have breakfast in a restaurant first. When he arrived, Chen Jinpeng had already eaten, and only Chen Lan was left with her phone and chewing slowly.

"Waiter, a glass of milk and a sandwich, thank you!"

"I said 2... Jin Peng, you are so floating. You can't eat breakfast. You have to make an appointment here. The soy milk and fried dough sticks outside cost only a few dollars."

Fang Jing originally wanted to call Ergou, but before he could say anything, Chen Lan looked up at him and forced him to hold it back.

"I'll go! Fang Jing, you are all a celebrity, and you're still stingy as always. You used to eat mine and drink mine. It's understandable that you didn't have money at that time. Shouldn't you enjoy it now?"

"Enjoy something, you can't believe it if you say it. During this period, I have been eating in the company for free canteen every day."

Fang Jing is so poor now that he pays tens of thousands of dollars every month, but Xu Shi says it will take millions.

Although he has been to Modu for so long, he has not really enjoyed it except work. It seems that a day is just work.

"No way?" Chen Jinpeng opened his mouth wide, "You shouldn't be short of money now? There is a big sword in a day."

"Cough cough cough!" Fang Jing's milk was almost choked. How could this kid tell the truth? Although this was his previous goal, he is now a public figure. Can he be so vulgar?

"Bang!"

Chen Lan slapped Chen Jinpeng on the head, twisted his ears, and said angrily: "What are you thinking about in your mind all day?"

"You can't have some pursuit in your head? Learn from Ren Fangjing."

"Sister Lan is right. I think of the wise. Xiao Jinzi, can't you have such an idea like this? This will harm you for the rest of your life."

Chen Jinpeng looked at Fang Jing with grievance. Didn’t you take me to the story? You know the most about the website.

"I won't talk about this anymore. Do Sister Lan have any plans? I'll play with you all morning and take a vacation by the way."

"Tell me, listen to you?"

"Why don't we go to the Pearl Tower?" Fang Jing tried to ask.

“I’ve been there last night!”

"Jinmao Building?"

"I've been there too!"

"zoo?"

"Where do what you do in the winter?"

Fang Jing covered her head, "Why have you been there?"

"Are these common? My sister took me there as soon as she came." Chen Jinpeng said incrediblely: "You haven't been there before?"

"Yeah!" Fang Jing nodded.

He has never been there. He is so busy with work every day that even if he has a rare rest, he will only sleep at home, so he has no energy to run around.

"What are you doing every day?"

"It's profitable to run commercial performances! Travel all over the country."

"How many times does one fight?"

"There are more than 100,000 or 200,000, and there are also seven or eighty thousand."

Fang Jing is talking about the previous market price, but now he is most popular. At least he doesn’t like the orders of wedding hosting and children and grandchildren who have a full month.

"Hiss!" Chen Jinpeng was shocked, "No wonder, I would rather run around every day."

"How is it so easy to make money?" Chen Lan gave Chen Jinpeng a blank look, "You have not left society yet, and you don't know the sadness in it. You are rich before you and suffer after you."

"Not everyone can make money in their industry. There are several people who are depressed a year. Let's not talk about this, let's go to the south of Jingnan Pedestrian Street!"

...

"Ergou, what is your sister doing now? She is so proud to take action?"

Half an hour later, Fang Jing looked at Chen Lan's shopping without blinking, and brushed the card seven or eight times, which made him feel distressed.

The Pedestrian Street in the South of Beijing, the earliest and most prosperous commercial street in the Magic City, sells all kinds of luxury brands, and it can be sold at seven or eight thousand at every turn.

After looking around, Chen Jinpeng whispered: "You are learning to draw."

"Your sister Picasso is reincarnated? Is it so profitable to draw?"

"Drawing is not profitable, but my family has been demolished! Do you still remember the place you came to in the past two years? It has been demolished."

"How many are they removed?"

Chen Jinpeng didn't speak and stretched out five fingers.

People sit at home and come from the sky.

"Hiss!" Fang Jing had a toothache. He was a little sore. He had to work so hard that he had to earn some hard money, but he had to do nothing and he had to spend millions.

This person sometimes doesn’t believe in fate!

"Fang Jing, don't stand, help me hold some."

The two of them were carrying things like followers. Fang Jing found that the salesperson of the clothing store looked at him incorrectly, which was a kind of regretful and depraved look.

After walking around for the whole morning, Fang Jing's feet were sore, but Chen Lan was still very excited. In the end, he couldn't stand it and sent them onto the plane listlessly.

When he came to work in the company in the afternoon, Yang Ning felt a little distressed when he saw that he was like this, "You are crazy about playing, young people are just energetic."

"But it's okay, I've taken a few new orders and you can see."

Looking at the thick stack of contracts, Fang Jing smacked her tongue, "How many are these?"

"Two commercial performances, four endorsements, nine million, will you go?"

"Time, place!" Fang Jing suddenly felt energetic.

Yang Ning covered her face. She found that she had to talk about money when chatting with Fang Jing. As long as she had money to make money, the kid who was in front of her dared to fight.

"No rush to take this matter back and take it to see it. I have notified Bai Luomei. I will come here tomorrow. Wenjing will tell you about the specific related matters."

"Your current meager fans are about to exceed 10 million, and it is estimated that it will be almost done when Huang Xiaoming's movie is released. I have a certain popularity for the time being, so I want to strike while the iron is hot and let you release an album."

"You are currently positioned as a singer. Without good works, your popularity will only be slowly polished. It won't take long for someone to ask you to endorse it."

"I have already contacted the producer. Now I'm not short of songs. I'll count the story of time, childhood, and my future is not dreams. Just buy four more songs."

There are seven songs in total, and Yang Ning plans to release a digital album. As a singer, it would be unreasonable to have no album.

Fang Jing frowned, "I have no objection to posting the album, but these songs are already free. Isn't it a bit like that when you use it for an album now?"

There was a first-line singer who used the songs that had been released for an album and re-released them. After fans bought them, they were so disgusting. He didn't want to lose his character like this.

Yang Ning smiled playfully, "I don't have any objection to whether you want to stir-fry the rice. Just write a few more songs by yourself."

"But if I want to say these songs are better. At least the market reaction has been proven. If you are scolded, you will be scolded. Anyway, the company's public relations will solve the problem."

"Who didn't come here like this, right? Just concentrate on making money. Leave the rest to me. Making money is important. You have to make more money when you are young..."

"Stop! Stop and stop talking." Fang Jing had a headache, "Leave the song to me, I will write it, can't I write it yet? When will I need it?"

"This is what you said yourself. I didn't force you. You prepared the songs before the New Year. We will release the album after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month."
Chapter completed!