"Yes, go out with friends."

Ning Baiju felt something was wrong with his old father.

Just as he was about to ask in detail, he saw Ning Meng holding her face and looking at him brightly: "Dad, I told you that I saw the richest man Lu today."

Ning Baiju narrowed her eyes slightly.

He picked up the teacup with a plain expression: "Oh? Have you chatted?"

Ning Meng endured it again and again, and then he could only resist the urge to laugh out loud.

She coughed lightly and said, "Yes, the richest man Lu praised you."

"Praise me?" Ning Baiju had a expressionless face.

Ning Meng quietly lifted up her eyelids and looked at her father. She looked quite sneaky: "He said you are an investment genius with a keen sense of touch. The business stall will bring new surprises almost a few days later."

Ning Baiju’s focus: “How many days?”

He sneered: "Don't you give people surprises every day?"

Behind his head, the familiar phantom of fat-headed lemon not only turned red with anger, but even opened its mouth, as if it was roaring silently.

Ning Meng: "..."

Her father's ability to capture the key points really made her amazed.

The desire to survive made Ning Meng speak quickly: "You are right! It is obvious that you will surprise people every day! The richest man Lu underestimated you so much, and his position as the richest man is in danger!"

Ning Baiju still had no expression on his face.

But the fat lemon behind his head closed his mouth obediently and did not roar.

Ning Baiju took another sip of tea: "Let's talk about it, what else did he mention?"

Ning Meng raised her hand and scratched her head, wanting to see if this fat-headed lemon could do other actions.

"The richest man in Lu said that he often takes a lazy day to play because the talents he hires for high salaries come in handy at this time, otherwise why would he spend so much money on these talents?"

Ning Baiju, the demon emperor who spent twenty hours a day, was not as fast as the company's development speed, smiled coldly: "This is because the development of his group has reached a certain upper limit. Being busy as me shows that there is a lot of room for improvement."

"I'm embarrassed to stay in the business world if I don't win this position as rich man."

He said contemptuous words, but the chubby lemon phantom moved for the first time.

It seemed to want to raise its fist and wave it, but its hands were too short. In the end, the whole lemon demon body turned red to purple, looking like it was so breathless that it was so breathless.

Ning Meng: "..."

On how she sees through the silly under her father's noble and cold appearance:)

"Dad." Ning Meng coughed lightly, wanting to change the topic and talk about Ning's group. "What's going on in "Floating Life"? Ning Baiyuan..."

Ning Baiju interrupted her for the first time.

He said in a very serious tone: "If you want to understand this matter clearly, go and ask Assistant Tao. Dad remembered that there were still some things that had not been handled here, so he had to go back to the study room as soon as possible."

As he said that, he stood up and his pace seemed to be much faster than before when he walked.

Ning Meng watched her father leave and sighed heavily.

Then she fell on the sofa, hugged the lemon pillow with one hand, and buried her head in the pillow and laughed loudly.

——I can only say that the richest man in Lu is really useful, he is like a summoned beast!

As long as the richest man in Lu is mentioned, her father will be motivated and devoted to his work.

The next day, Ning Meng went to Huaying to attend class.

She walked into the classroom of the performance department in a low profile and sat quietly in the back row to listen.

Many students from the performance department in the front row noticed her, but no one dared to come forward to disturb her.

After two classes, Ning Meng quietly slipped away from the back door.

As soon as she walked out of the teaching building, she received news from Feng Youning.

[Feng Youning: Where, I will take you to the cafeteria for dinner]

canteen?

Ning Meng is slightly lazy: [Are you in Huaying too]

[Feng Youning: Yes, I teach some drama content in Huaying. You are not familiar with the campus, tell me the address and I will pick you up]

Ten minutes later, the two met successfully.

During the meal, Ning Meng asked about his situation: "Are you really a teacher here?"

Feng Youning smiled: "Don't be surprised, I just talk about it."

Ning Meng said: "No wonder when we first met, I saw that you always hold a theoretical book on drama in your hand."

Now it seems that everything makes sense.

"Floating Life" is losing money every day.

Ning Boyuan was so busy that he was in a very difficult mood.

What made him feel even more uncomfortable was that he received a call.

This phone call came from the boss of Yuping Company.

Ning Boyuan stared at the caller ID, his eyes drifting.

He answered the phone: "Cao Xian, why did you suddenly call me?"

On the other end of the phone, Cao Xian, the boss of Yuping Company, laughed loudly, and his voice was cheerful and close: "Lao Ning, you are joking. Compared to me, you are a busy person."

"I'm busy recently. Just tell me what you need." He said it hard.

Cao Xian didn't take his tone seriously.

After all, everyone in the circle knows what the Ning Group looks like now.

He would make this call and was mentally prepared to be sarcastic.

"That's right. My company recently had a project with a large investment, but the return rate is high and the return speed is also fast. Are you interested in playing with it? Just take it as making pocket money. I know you don't take this money seriously."

As he was talking, Cao Xian secretly praised Ning Baiyuan for a while.

I have known each other for more than 20 years, and he knows very well that Ning Baiyuan is quite a bit of this kind.

According to his understanding of Ning Baiyuan, Ning Baiyuan would ask him to bring the plan over at this time.

But who knows what Ning Boyuan said this time: "Cao Xian, will you still take me with such a good project? I'm afraid that there is a problem with your company's capital turnover, so I want to ask me to help you."

Xiaojing was directly pointed out by someone, and Cao Xian coughed twice: "You know too..."

Just as he was about to explain something, Ning Baiyuan said gloomyly: "Speaking of all, we met because of Yuanyuan. Last time, that man Zhao Kaiding told me a lot about the matter between you and Yuanyuan."

Cao Xian's heart was thumping, and his tone became weak: "Why did you suddenly mention Yuanyuan? What did Zhao Kaiding say to you? Lao Ning, we have known each other for so many years, don't believe Zhao Kaiding's provocation and disagreement. Anyway, he just doesn't want us to be able to get it."

Ning Baiyuan smiled coldly.

He just tempted it casually, but Cao Xian's reaction was beyond his expectations.

"I have something to do here, so I'll die first."

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.

Putting the phone next to it, Ning Baiyuan just lit a cigarette, Ning Da knocked in the door and looked hurried: "Dad, the resort project we participated in before now needs to be paid 100 million yuan."

"One hundred million?" Ning Baiyuan was slightly stunned, "It's time to pay the final payment?"

Ning Da: "It's almost time. After all, 100 million is not a small amount of money, and you still need to collect it in advance."

Ning Boyuan thought for a while: "This money... please find a bank loan."

Ningshi Group still has a lot of working capital, and this million can definitely be used, but after it is taken out, the working capital will shrink sharply. It is better to find a bank loan.

Ning Da nodded and said that he would contact the bank.

But two hours later, Ning Da's face turned ugly: "Dad, something happened."

"So what's wrong?"

Now whenever Ning Boyuan hears the word "what happened", he feels his heart beating wildly.

Have there been few things happening to Ning Group in the past few months?

"The banks we often work with... refuse to lend us loans."

Ning Boyuan was stunned and said angrily: "This is impossible. Please wait for me to contact the bank manager."

The bank does not take out loans, either someone intervenes in, or the bank is not optimistic about the future of Ningshi Group and does not want to lend the money to Ning Baiyuan.

Both of these situations are not good, either.

If the message is circulated, it will send a very bad signal.

A few minutes later, Ning Boyuan let go of his phone dejectedly.

The bank manager refused him less decisively, but his attitude was still very clear.
To be continued...