Chapter Seventy-Nine: Profit
After this shooting, it will take another half a month for the next shooting. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
At that time, they were having a wedding banquet, and staying for half a month could make them think about who to invite. Choi Seok-chan and Park Bo-young have changed back into their clothes, and Choi Seok-chan walks with Park Bo-young and sends her back to the nanny car.
"I didn't expect it to be so long. Park Bo-young spoke, "I'm going to have a wedding banquet all of a sudden, it's really unrealistic." ā
"Me too. Before I knew it, five months had passed, and I didn't expect it to develop like this with you. Cui Shican replied.
"What, what do you mean by this?" Park Bo-young thought of something, "Are you not satisfied?"
"Nope. Cui Shican stared at her for a while, and then suddenly laughed, "Sometimes I'm very grateful to have you during this time, and the relationship between friends like this is not bad." ā
This entrepreneurial period was indeed a bit difficult for him. Compared to the small setbacks of studying in China before, it is stressful to put a bunch of things together now. The main thing is that you have to do everything yourself, and as an entrepreneur, I often tense my nerves for fear of taking a wrong step. Although Choi Seok-chan didn't feel it himself, it was true that he took the shooting with Park Bo-young as a kind of relaxation.
This kind of feeling, by now this step has been sublimated into like.
"Friendship. Park Bo-young muttered to herself, thoughtful.
"What did you say?" asked Choi Seok-chan.
"Nothing. Park Bo-young replied.
Before she knew it, she had walked to Park Bo-young's nanny car, and the agent was waiting for her by leaning against the car door. He frowned after his gaze swept to Choi Seok-chan, nodded to Park Bo-young, and pulled the car door to let her in.
"Bye-bye, see you next time. ā
"Okay, see you next time. ā
Seeing that Park Bo-young had already left in the car, Choi Seok-chan went to the parking lot on the side and drove his car back to the company.
In the nanny's car, the agent said in a serious tone while driving the car: "Don't get too close to that Cui Shican, you are now on the rise in your career, and it is not a good thing to have such a scandal." I regret taking this job now. ā
The agent now regrets his original decision, and it is not a taste for him to let Park Bo-young fall into this situation because of his favor. Originally, in terms of Park Bo-young's popularity, this level of variety shows couldn't help at all. Fortunately, the other party is a fan outside the circle, otherwise her situation would be even more difficult.
"Uh-huh. Park Bo-young responded casually, she was not a newcomer who didn't understand anything, how could she not understand that the agent was for her good. But now it's not to the extent that she says it's okay, because she likes it too.
Choi Seok-chan doesn't know these rules and regulations in the entertainment industry, and he can't understand Park Bo-young's concerns. He arrives at the office in a happy mood, but Django's words succeed in keeping him in a low mood.
"Nam Won-hwan's funds have been fully invested in the company's operation, and your website has gained thirty percent. Of the rest, 30 percent was invested in the development of the new unit design, and 20 percent was paid for the second phase with the partner. Another 20 percent is a reserve for current assets, employee salaries, and various contingencies. Django's gaze left the tablet in front of him and landed on Cui Shichan, "So, we don't have money again." ā
Cui Shican suppressed his anger, not to mention that the investment he brought in didn't even account for half of his project, he only came back for a few days, and the money was used? Even if it evaporated, it wasn't so fast, right?
"Wait, tell me what you're going to do with the money. ā
Django got up and replied with an innocent face: "Bank loans, all kinds of payments related to enterprises, by the way, we should also advertise." So I found an advertising company and asked them to make an advertisement, which cost about 100 million yuan. ā
"You, I really am ... Cui Shican was angry, he didn't know what to say, his chest rose and fell obviously, all kinds of thoughts passed through his mind, and finally gave up, took a deep breath and closed his eyes to let himself think about the aspects, everything Django did was beneficial to the company.
After saying all the "bad news" in one go, what Cui Shican wants to say next is all good news.
"Zheng Xiuyan's house Huang An has been renovated, and now the picture is on the website. As a result, the number of visits to the website has grown rapidly, and some people have already started to place orders, and Huang An's technical department has been busy recently. ā
Cui Shican really didn't know the news.
"In addition, there are also many investors who are waiting and waiting for our plan, and after making certain achievements, there should be a lot of improvement in orders and financing. ā
After hearing Django's words, Cui Shican felt a little relieved, he pulled out the chair and sat down, thought for a while and asked, "In other words, our current situation is still very difficult, right?" ā
"That's right. Django also does not deny that everything he just said is based on the expected development, and the specific results will have to be tested by the market.
Cui Shican rubbed his chin, tapped his fingers on the table, and replied after a while: "Got it." If you find a way to maintain this situation, I will find a way to find a breakthrough. ā
What Django was waiting for was Choi Seok-chan's words. It's hard for a good woman to cook without rice, no matter how powerful he Django is, he can't make something out of nothing.
With Cui Shican's logistical support, Django can let it go.
Not only did he come to the company to listen to Django's recent work report, but Cui Shichan also had his own job.
He first went to the network department to get the recent website data, and then went back to the office to go through all the official documents that had been piled up. Then, organize your schedule and mark which meals you must attend and which events you need to give as gifts.
After all this, he still has to prepare for class.
All of this kept him busy, and it wasn't until one o'clock in the morning that he figured it out a little.
Cui Shican closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, looking down at the street through the floor-to-ceiling windows, only to see the street lights still shining, and occasionally a few cars flashing their headlights whizzing by. The whole city is plunged into a wordless loneliness, which makes people feel so lonely.
He withdrew his gaze and picked up the phone, and when he unlocked it, he found that there was an unread text message, which was sent by his mother Liu Xiangmei, or in Chinese.
Cui Shican was surprised for a moment, and continued to read.
"Son, don't go too far lately. Your dad isn't in a good mood. ā
He frowned, wanted to make a phone call, but finally gave up, and still replied to her with a text message.
"Mom, you don't have to tell me this kind of news. Anyway, I'm a twenty-four-year-old adult. Dad's career is his, my career is mine, what does it have to do with me if he is in a bad mood. What I'm doing now doesn't use anything with him at all. Since he could have started from scratch in the first place, why can't I? ā
After editing, Cui Shican sent it over and ignored it, picked up the coat on the back of the chair and left.