"Weng Dashao, no, now I should call you the troubadour --- Weng Tingjun."

When he picked up the phone, Weng Tingjun had already remembered who this person was, You Feiran, Mingzhu's second-to-none son-in-law, and his rival, and his family's plot was inseparable.

"How? The Korean girl is probably attracted to you, a troubadour full of stories, and then took the initiative to give her a hug, right? ”

Hearing this nasty voice, Weng Tingjun's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, "You don't bother with this." ”

"Why don't I bother? I care about you...... Look at you, I'm also very sad that your family is bankrupt, and now that you've gone to South Korea, I'm still going to call and ridicule you, you say it's not annoying. ”

"Is your fiancée okay?"

Weng Tingjun smiled lightly, and his face, which was originally a little pale, gradually improved at this time.

"What do you mean?"

"The technology is good, I'm satisfied." Weng Tingjun was a little unsatisfied.

After speaking, Weng Tingjun hung up the phone, and before hanging up, he heard the other party's angry voice.

He couldn't help but laugh.

Roast beer was poured into his mouth cup after cup, Luo Yuhao was already unconscious, the alcohol jumped up and down on his internal organs, and his consciousness became more and more sober.

Before receiving You Feiran's call, he was even thinking that if he might as well take the little inheritance left by his parents and buy a few suites as a charter office, collect some rent, tens of thousands of yuan a month, the life of the rich second generation obviously can't go back, but Zhongkang life is still there.

The benefits of Fang Cai's tongue can only be refreshed for a while, and Weng Tingjun also calmed down at this time!

He needs money now!

Otherwise, in this life, he can only be like a lost dog wandering abroad, and once he returns to China, You Feiran, a scumbag, will definitely not let him go.

Money!

Damn it!

Weng Tingjun had something in his heart and was in no mood to continue drinking, so he settled the account and asked Luo Yuhao to find a hotel casually and settle down.

……

Early in the morning, Weng Tingjun was woken up by a burst of heavy metal music, he shook his head, drank a glass of warm water and walked out sleepy.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing Luo Yuhao staring at the laptop screen with relish, Weng Tingjun asked suspiciously.

"Watch the girl's live broadcast."

Weng Tingjun shook his head.

Luo Yuhao was anxious, "Don't underestimate this live broadcast, the girl with a high face and explosive body will dance casually, and there will be hundreds of millions of won a month." ”

Hundreds of millions of won is converted into millions of yuan?

"True or false?" Weng Ting didn't think so, is it so easy to make money? Then I was a fart paparazzi in my previous life.

"What are you lying to?" Luo Yuhao smiled proudly, "I've swiped millions of dollars for her this month." ”

“……”

"Why don't we kidnap a few idols?" Luo Yuhao was eager to try, "Look, idol's face and figure are stronger than these anchors in every aspect, hundreds of millions a month?" No, no, no, billions and tens of billions are possible. ”

Weng Tingjun's pupils shrank instantly, and his tone trembled, "What did you just say?" ”

Luo Yuhao looked at Weng Tingjun cautiously, but his eyes were staring at the watch on his wrist, which began with the letter V.

This watch, he knew, was a luxury item from Vacheron Constantin worth 680,000 francs.

"He shouldn't be short of money, right?" Luo Yuhao thought in his heart.

"I'm kidding."

"No......" Weng Tingjun's face was a little anxious, he grabbed Luo Yuhao's shoulder, and his breathing became heavier and heavier, "What did you say just now, you say it again." ”

"I said kidnapping idols, and the monthly income is billions of ......"

Weng Tingjun couldn't listen to the latter words, and he had vaguely caught something in his mind.

He had already thought of something when he was in the airport café yesterday, but unfortunately he was interrupted by Zheng Mingyu's mallet.

Now after Luo Yuhao's reminder, he completely thought of it.

Where is this?

Korea!

Korean idol is one of the hottest artists in Asia and the world.

And when he walked out of the café, he happened to see a promotional poster for a girl group.

T－ara。

In 2015, Wang Xiaocong signed the rights to the Asian event.

When he returned from 2017, T-ara was still attacking the city, and he participated in the investigation of the new round of idol income rankings.

With an annual income of more than 8E RMB, the women's group ranks among the top three in Asia.

8E wants to smash You Feiran into a drop in the bucket, but for the current Weng Tingjun, it is undoubtedly the most suitable and feasible method.

The investment is low, the return is high, and the time period of return is not too long.

"What time is it?"

"July 24, ah......"

Weng Tingjun's face changed greatly, "Ciao, won't you go to Japan for tourism?" ”

"When is T-ara's concert in Japan?"

Luo Yuhao was completely confused, "Tomorrow"

……

There are many popular people, and the more popular the star, the easier it is for his family background to be turned out.

This is the case with T-ara, in the era of 'Li Tie', all the experiences of T-ara from her debut to 2017 can be made into a blockbuster.

debuted in 2009, began to go out in 2010, and was in full swing from 2011 to mid-2012, competing with the well-deserved Asian No. 1 girl group at that time - Girls' Generation.

However, since July 2012, the style of painting has changed dramatically.

Exclusion theory!

Willpower Says!

Anti-ALL!

From the position where he is most expected to hit the peak, he fell directly into the street rat that everyone shouted and beaten!

Weng Tingjun vaguely remembers that the day when all the contradictions broke out was before and after the concert in Japan in July 2012!

"I'll go out." Weng Tingjun picked up his suitcase and ran all the way, and when he ran to the door, "I paid for a month's room fee, and it's a pleasure to meet you." ”

"Hey, hey! Brother Tingjun! ”

Seeing Weng Tingjun's anxious appearance, Luo Yuhao muttered to himself: "This brother won't really kidnap idols, right?" ”

……

Sitting on the plane back to China, clear lines appeared in Weng Tingjun's mind like a stock market chart.

At first, he only wanted to use Weng Tingjun's status as a wealthy second generation to make money, but he subconsciously ignored the fact that he was 'Li Tie'.

Who is Li Tie?

Entertain the paparazzi!

Can't trade stocks?

We can mix in the entertainment industry!

Less investment, more return!

A sure-fire deal!

Make money out of money! This is the safest way to do it.

From the memories of 'Li Tie' and the information revealed by Luo Yuhao, Weng Tingjun already had an idea.

The hottest idols in 12 years are nothing more than two, one Girls' Generation and one T-ara.

But the girlhood is ironclad, 12 years is the peak period, he can't chew, Weng Tingjun is confident but not conceited.

However, T-ara is different.

"Little Red"

Coincidentally, there was no book, and the middle-aged woman sitting next to his seat was actually the middle-aged woman who came.

Weng Tingjun was in no mood to deal with this shrew now, so he glared at her viciously, "Little red guy, your sister, say it again?" Believe it or not, I sold you to Africa? ”

The middle-aged woman was silent.