Seeing the two of them coming in together, although Su Luoran's face was not radiant, it was much better than before he left.

Zhilu said that Fu Qingyao made it clear to him, and everyone stopped talking about the topic that made fun of the two before, and just continued what they just said.

"What do you say, so happy?" Fu Qingyao smiled and sat down in place, picked up chopsticks and ate.

"You're talking about the album you wrote for him, what about the eight songs, how many did you get?"

"There are six songs, and the other two have melodies and are being written." Fu Qingyao was busy eating, and took the time to reply, "It seems that you still have a good conscience, and I love to eat sweet and sour pork ribs made by my mother, and I haven't eliminated them all." ”

"Then I want to thank you for this good brother, let us leave some for you before you get off the chopsticks, who would dare to eat it." Mo Keyan snatched a piece of ribs and still said in her mouth, slurring.

Fu Qingyao rubbed Fu Xiong's hair, her eyes were full of pride, "Good." ”

Knocking her hand down, Fu Xiong said dissatisfiedly: "Sister, how many times have I said that I have grown up, and I am not allowed to touch my head again, hum." ”

Xie Heng said with a smile: "Just now Keyan said that she wanted to listen to Fu Dacai's new song, I don't know if we have the honor to be the first to appreciate it now." ”

"Of course you can, I've already sung a trial version, you can go to the study to listen to it, but the effect is not very good." Fu Qingyao said, "Luo Ran and I will eat here first, you can go in and listen." ”

The four of them hugged into the study, and for a while, Fu Qingyao and Su Luoran were left in the living room.

In the end, it was Su Luoran, after he said it, he didn't blush at every turn like before.

The eyes contain warmth. It's not as revealing as before, "I heard that you recently got a website with Ke Yeon's cousin. How about the funds, if you still have to invest. I still have some spare money. ”

Speaking of this, Fu Qingyao was a little funny.

"Oh, how much spare money do you have at your disposal?"

Su Luoran thought for a while and said honestly: "At present, there are only two or three million activity funds in hand, but if you are short of money, I can sell the stocks." ”

This was really beyond Fu Qingyao's expectations, her eyes widened, and her delicate face showed a little cuteness, "You still play stocks?" ”

I really can't see it. The prince of music, who doesn't eat fireworks in the world, is still linked to business, which is too mysterious.

To make Fu Qingyao have this expression, Su Luoran had a sense of accomplishment and did not hide it from her.

"I started participating in various competitions in junior high school, and my parents never disciplined me since I was a child, and never cared how I would spend the prize money. At first, when I was young, I would only keep my money in the bank. In the third year of junior high school, I began to get in touch with finance, stock futures or something, and I thought this was quite interesting. I signed up for a few finance classes, and I usually wandered around several colleges and universities in Beijing University, Qing University, and Finance University to audit financial courses. ”“

After studying like this for about a year, I started trying to put my money into the stock market when I was in high school. At the beginning of investment, there are profits and losses. When you make money, you can earn more than 100,000 yuan a day, and when you lose money, you can trap millions of stocks in two or three days. At this time, I felt that the financial industry was a little interesting, and I felt that the water in this industry was very deep. There is an interest in research. ”

I was exposed to finance in junior high school, and I invested millions in high school.

Grandma's. Don't be so rebellious.

"So, you're a senior stock manager now, aren't you?"

"I'm just a small stock investor who plays with stocks as an amateur. How to count the manager. Those professional investors can turn 4 million into 10 billion, and my little fuss is just a retail investor of small fish and shrimp, which is far from it. Su Luoran smiled and shook his head, "Fortunately, I don't specialize in finance, otherwise I will definitely be hit." ”

Compared to his talent for the piano, his talent for finance is really not very good.

In her previous life, although she knew that she was very rich in finance, she didn't have any friends in this area, they were all handsome men and beauties who could only act and were imbecile in other aspects.

Fu Qingyao was really curious, "If you count real estate like stocks, how much is your total net worth now?" ”

"Real estate, real estate?"

Fu Qingyao: "......"

Nima, who is reborn, who has such a visionary career as investing in real estate?

She even wondered if Su Luoran, who was sitting in front of her, was the Su Luoran who was sitting in the piano room and playing the piano quietly, looking at the world.

Unable to complain anymore, Fu Qingyao poked the fish on the plate, "Aren't you engaged in finance, why do you have a relationship with real estate again?" ”

This guy is honest, "My uncle is a real estate developer, and he developed a new real estate last year, and the interest rate on the bank loan was too high. By the way, you should have heard of this real estate, which is Jingyuan New Town, which is not far from your community. ”

Damn, Song Yan's family background is terrifying, and Su Luoran's is not bad!

is simply rich and handsome Hongguoguo, and he doesn't rely on his parents, but he fights the world with his bare hands.

"Okay, let's just talk about how much all the wealth adds up."

It should be that all males want to show all their abilities and virility in front of the females they like.

Su Luoran, who has always despised those boys who like to show off his wealth, did not expect that one day he would unfold all his feathers like a peacock, just hoping that he would weigh a little heavier in her mind, and a little heavier.

"All the words add up......," Su Luoran pondered for a moment, "Conservative estimates, there should be four or five hundred million." ”

Four...... Five...... Piece...... Hundred million!

"Let the storm come harder." Fu Qingyao muttered, "I've been hit, I've been hit." ”

She has written five books, one script, three of which have been remade into TV series, but all the remuneration added up to a fraction of the others.

Sure enough, if you make money by writing books, although you won't starve to death, you will never get rich.

She looks like a puppy abandoned by her owner, wagging her tail and begging for mercy, very cute.

"I'm going to hit the local tyrants, and I'm going to hit the local tyrants." Fu Qingyao glared at Su Luoran viciously and pouted.

"Then you should be the first to hit Zhou Qizhi, he holds the shares of China Entertainment, and his annual income is hundreds of millions. There is also Qinglin, since she was born, my uncle has given her 20% of the company's shares, and it is estimated that it has been more than 100 million over the years. ”

"They are all local tyrants, they all have to be defeated, hum!"

Su Luoran said that he was very innocent, "In comparison, my family is really the poorest, my parents are both university professors, with a meager salary, and there is no extra money." ”

Fu Qingyao gritted her teeth, "Do you think I will believe it?" ”

Both of them are smart people, and under conscious control, they talk and laugh, and the atmosphere returns to the usual time when they get along.

In the end, Fu Qingyao still didn't ask for Su Luoran's money.

Although they are friends, the relationship between the two is different after all, and it is better not to involve money.

After eating, the other few people stayed in the study, cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and put the dishes in the sink, Su Luoran asked, "Do you want to wash the dishes?" ”

Fu Qingyao looked at his hand and said strangely: "Can you still wash dishes with your piano hand?" ”

"It shouldn't be okay to wear rubber gloves."

"Let's put it on, my dad will have a supper at night, and we will wash it together when the time comes." Putting the rest of the dishes in the refrigerator and closing the refrigerator door, "Go to the study to play, listen to my latest masterpiece, and give some pertinent advice." ”

"The quality of the songs written by Fu Dacai must be guaranteed." Su Luoran smiled and quipped.

Gave him a blank look, "When will you, the prince who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, also make fun of people." “

"It's always been like this, it's just that you don't pay attention to me too much."

Pushing open the door of the study, a beautiful violin sound came, and "Qingming Rain" was playing.

"It's been so long and you haven't heard six songs yet?"

"I listened, but Xiao Xie likes this song, so repeat it and play it again." Mo Keyan said, "These six songs are not bad, but I like "Chengfu" the most, Xiao Xie likes "Qingming Rain", and Qinglin thinks "If At That Time" is the best. ”

Yin Qinglin said with a smile: "In fact, each song has its own characteristics, and they are all very good. It's just that I especially like the lyrics in "If at that time", "The red rain splashes and flashes how the memories are hidden, and your beautiful eyes are like flowing in my heart back then" and this sentence "If you are only as you first see, why do you need to be sentimental and parting" from the poem "If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan'". ”

"They're all connoisseurs!" Fu Qingyao said with a smile.

"The trial version is already very good, and I'm really looking forward to this CD, which will definitely sell well."

"The main thing is that these songs written by Qing Yao are especially suitable for Ah Xiong's voice, or the emotionally restrained light singing, and the sudden cute singing voice sounds really unique, which is very different from the previous song "Bubble".

"Well, Ah Xiong is still young, and his voice is still relatively immature, so he can't control a song like "Has Anyone Told You". His voice is relatively small and fresh, which is suitable for campus love songs. ”

Looking at Fu Ninghao's three words on the computer, Su Luoran said, "Ning Hao is the word you gave Ah Xiong?" ”

"Well, after his eighteenth birthday, you can call him Ning Hao. Always called Ah Xiong Ah Xiong, and called everyone stupid. ”

Fu Xiong touched his nose, "The main thing is that my father is too good at choosing names, Fu Ying Fu Xiong, fortunately, there are only two of us sisters and brothers in the family." When I was a child, I was always worried about what I would call if I had another brother or sister. ”

Mo Keyan immediately said: "You can call Fu Chuan Fu Qi, doesn't it add up to 'Hero Legend', what a joy." ”

"It's better than someone's brother Mo Keli."

"What's wrong with Ke Li, it's a hundred times better than Fu Ying."

"Yes, yes, in the future, I will create a makeup brand, and it will be called Keyan Keli."

Mo Keyan ran over to pinch her, gritting her teeth, "You guy." ”

Fu Qingyao chuckled and dodged, "Okay, okay, let's not talk about you, the other two songs are still being revised, you can help me see how it is, refer to it." ”

As he spoke, he handed over the song that had already been composed. (To be continued......)