Ding Lun has been very busy in the past few years.

used to follow my sister Zhu Mei, and only made a movie in a year or two, and her income was not much, about 70,000 or 80,000 yuan a year, which was enough for the family's expenses. - He usually eats and lives with the crew, and all the money is given to his wife's family.

The friends around him persuaded him, since he has all the photography skills and has so many qualifications, why don't he go to a film company to join him, and he can't have 20,000 or 30,000 yuan a month?

When it comes to movie dividends, year-end dividends, etc., it's easy to get three or five hundred thousand a year.

Many people in Zhu Mei's team left after accumulating experience.

But Ding Lun is different.

He admires and admires his senior sister very much, and Zhu Mei is very good to them, so Ding Lun made up his mind, unless it is a last resort, then even if the salary is less, he is willing to follow Ding Meigan.

Maybe it's just that good intentions are rewarded, and the result is really coming to work.

After meeting Shen Huan, to be precise, Mr. Chu Liuxiang, the year before last, Zhu Mei's career entered a track of rapid development.

The box office share of "Love Letter" is a total of 112 million yuan, as Ding Lun, who did not take a penny of salary and directly converted into shares according to 1.2%, brought back 1.61 million cash to his family in one go.

Ding Lun's wife, Wang Qiu, has never seen so much money in her life.

I couldn't fall asleep with my bank card over and over again, and it wasn't until I went out early the next morning, waited hard at the door of the bank for 3 hours, and retrieved 200,000 yuan in cash.

Looking at the stacks of money, she felt that this was not a dream, but a real reality.

That Spring Festival, Wang Qiu held a ten-table banquet for the first time in the best hotel in this small city in the northeast.

The standard for each table is 4,000 yuan, which is available on land, sea and air, and it is still Moutai!

This also completely made Ding Lun raise his eyebrows in the big family, and the relatives and friends at home were red in the face of eating and drinking, and at the same time they were very envious.

But no one could have imagined that this was just the beginning.

In the blink of an eye, less than a year later, "The Gift of Room No. 7" was released worldwide, and Zhu Mei's team received another 150 million yuan in dividends.

This time, Ding Lun, the chief director of the photography group as an important assistant, and Shi Liyou, the director of makeup and costume design, each received a 10% dividend.

That's 15 million!

It does not include the salary of 500,000 yuan that Shanhaiwang has given before.

Of course, the 500,000 is relative to 15 million, which is scum.

Wang Qiu took the money, trembled again for a whole day, and then entrusted Zhu Mei to find someone for the first time, and also bought a school district house in Huajing with a unit price of up to 120,000 yuan and a total price of more than 9 million.

In the second year, that is, this year, her son Ding Xiaochuan is going to junior high school, and the junior high school in Huajing is better, and she prefers to let her children come to Huajing for education.

In the past, I didn't dare to think about it without conditions, but now that I have such good conditions, I must give my son a good way out.

Thanks to Ding Mei, when she organized the studio before, she entrusted someone to put the accounts of such a group of all the henchmen in Huajing, otherwise you can't be rich.

Seeing that his wife spent more than half of the 15 million, Ding Lun was not angry, but smirked and was very satisfied.

A man can shelter his wife and son from the wind and rain and create good conditions, isn't it his own glory?

is the same as Ding Lun, as well as other core members of Ding Mei's crew.

Even Shi Liyou, who wanted to be single so much, became a multimillionaire, and was finally forced by his mother to go on a blind date, and married a beautiful college student wife.

Now it is said that his wife is pregnant, and he is happy that this kid is calling everywhere to show off.

Ding Lun's house in Huajing is about 75 square meters, with two bedrooms and one living room, which belongs to the old community 20 years ago, but 500 meters out of the door is the key middle school in Huajing City, which makes Wang Qiu very satisfied.

Because he was going to enter school in September this year, as early as June, Wang Qiu took his children to Huajing to adapt to the environment in advance.

During this time, when Ding Lun was running the promotion of Ding Mei's new film "Lonely Widow", he kept their mother and son at home.

In order to let the children integrate into the school as soon as possible, Wang Qiu took the initiative to register his son Ding Xiaochuan to play basketball after hearing that the school had prepared some summer camp interest class activities.

Ding Lun and Wang Qiu are both from the Northeast, and their son Ding Xiaochuan is also tall, only 13 years old when he rushed to 170 cm, and he is a basketball player.

It's just that Ding Xiaochuan is quite good at playing basketball in his hometown, but when he arrives in Huajing, a place like Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, it doesn't look outstanding.

In the recent period of training, he played as a small forward, but he could not compete with the other two classmates in the same position, and could only play the third position.

When playing in the team, he can play about 10 minutes at most in a game.

Early this morning, Ding Xiaochuan, who had been a little hit recently, rushed to the school's gymnasium with a backpack and a basketball on his back after breakfast.

Wang Qiu naturally understood why his son was so excited.

Isn't it because of the gift my husband gave him when he came back last night?

Ding Xiaochuan ran out of breath and came to the training ground, and found that there were already a lot of people coming.

He quickly changed his training clothes and pants, and after a period of warm-up, he began basic dribbling training with the basketball in his arms.

Yang Yasen, a classmate who had a better relationship with him next to him, was stunned when he saw this, "Hey, Xiaochuan, why did you use a new basketball?

Don't look at the children's age, but they can still distinguish between good and bad basketball.

Ding Xiaochuan's basketball is a little brown in color than ordinary ones, and the full-grain skin looks a little tall at first glance.

"Hehe, of course, I'm 74-880, and I brought it back from the United States!" Ding Xiaochuan said proudly while slapping the ball.

"Wow, this has to be one or two thousand, right?" Yang Yasen said enviously: "You, Mom, are really willing!"

"Cut, like who can't afford a basketball. Zheng Zheng, who was dribbling the ball on the other side, sneered, "Is one or two thousand a lot?

"What's wrong?" Xiaochuan didn't say anything, just changed to a new basketball, do you want to be so sour?" Yang Yasen suddenly scolded him, "Do you still have to take care of your old man's emotions, can't you even buy a new basketball?"

"It's one thing to buy a new basketball, but you see him so cautious, for fear of breaking the basketball, isn't this showing off?" Zheng Zheng said without showing off, "Only the kind of person who has no money but wants to show off is so reluctant to dirty and damage the basketball." ”

"Yes. Zheng Zheng's friend Wang Chen also agreed, "If you are afraid of damaging your basketball, you can take it home and put it on the bed, protect it every day, and don't bring it!"

Ding Xiaochuan originally wanted to be in the limelight today.

He hadn't spoken for so long just now, but now he could finally pretend to compare.

He stopped dribbling and took the ball in his hand, "It's not me saying, Zheng Zheng, Wang Chen, you can't buy this basketball in my hand for the rest of your life!"

"Whew!"

Zheng Zheng took a sip, "Isn't it Spalding? Even if the limited edition is only a few thousand yuan, who are you looking down on?"

"Hahaha!" Ding Xiaochuan raised his head and smiled, and his face changed again: "Ignorance!"

"What do you say?" Wang Chenmao pointed at Ding Xiaochuan and said, "Say it again!?"

Ding Xiaochuan ignored him and handed the basketball to Yang Yasen, "Asen, read this signature on it." ”

"Yo, is it still a signed version?" Zheng Zheng still sneered, "What's the big deal about this? Are you so embarrassed, did you buy James, or Kobe, or Iverson, or Durant, or Curry?"

Ding Xiaochuan sneered and did not answer.

Yang Yasen exclaimed at this time, "Shen Huan!?Is it Shen Huan!?Xiaochuan, tell me, am I mistaken!God!How is this Shen Huan's signature......

Yang Yasen's voice was very loud, and it immediately attracted the attention of many people.

The two main forces of the team, the main scoring guard Jiao Zhilong, and the main center Zhao Ming were also next to them.

"What's the matter?Shen Huan's signature basketball?isn't it!?"

They weren't polite, and grabbed the basketball to watch.

"Fake, right?" Wang Chen blushed and retorted loudly: "I have never heard of Shen Huan's signed basketball for sale! Even if there is, it is in the hands of the fans of the United States, and those hardcore fans will be willing to sell it to you? How much do you get? You brag?"

"Yes!"

Zheng Zheng also hurriedly said, "Where did you come from? Don't say that Shen Huan sent you? Then laugh at people, hahaha......"

"How do you know?" Ding Xiaochuan pretended to be surprised, "This is what Uncle Shen gave me!"

Uncle Shen!?

Zheng Zheng and Wang Chen glanced at each other, and then laughed again.

"Haha, you're laughing to death! You're a person from the countryside in Northeast China, can you get to know Shen Huan from Lin'an? He also gave you a basketball? Hahaha......

The two laughed and mocked Ding Xiaochuan.

The people next to him also looked at each other, thinking that Ding Xiaochuan's cowhide was blowing up.

Ding Xiaochuan took a good time, turned around and found himself in a stack of backpacks, took out his mobile phone, and called up a photo.

"Come, let's take a look, this is a photo of Uncle Shen and my father!"

Ding Xiaochuan said as he handed over his mobile phone.

Everyone hurriedly stretched out their heads to look.

I saw that it was really a photo of Shen Huan and a middle-aged bearded man.

Then Ding Xiaochuan flipped through several more photos, all of which were photos of the two in different periods.

In the end, Ding Xiaochuan flipped to the photo of himself and his father, and then said with a smile: "How is it? My dad is very good, right?"

Zheng Zheng's face was already red and white at this time, but he still said stiffly: "In this world, who doesn't know how to take photos......?"

"Roll ......"

Center forward Zhao Ming directly pushed him away, "You don't fart here! I don't have the knowledge, I can't bear it, I don't have the strength to see it, it's you! Everyone has come up with evidence, you chirp a crooked fart, be careful I smoke you!"

After saying that, Zhao Ming turned around and became a sycophant, "Brother Chuan, Master Chuan, the little brother of the cheap shop has a treat at noon today...... Can you tell us the story of Uncle Shen?"

"Yes, count me in!" Jiao Zhilong patted Ding Xiaochuan on the shoulder, "Master Huan is the ancestor of our basketball players!

"And me!"

"Brother Chuan, if you have something to do in the future, you will command!"

"Our team's small forward, you are the first to be the first, I will retreat directly to the third!"

“......”

Seeing that Ding Xiaochuan was being chased after by a group of people, Zheng Zheng and Wang Chen were hot and painful on their faces.

Originally, Ding Xiaochuan, like them, was a substitute in the team, and was not noticed at all.

As a result, now he has transformed into a big celebrity of the team, which is really enviable!