Mu Qingyun was a little worried about money.

She now knows that some movies and TV series that will be very popular, and some of them have a lot of regrets, if there is enough investment, there will definitely be better works, and there are a lot of talents and projects waiting for her to pick up, all of which need money.

Don't look at Mu Qingyun in the eyes of outsiders now, she is very wealthy, in the entertainment industry, at present, she is the youngest, most beautiful, most famous, and most talented of all the owners of film and television companies.

However, Mu Qingyun knows her own business, and her Qingyun Entertainment has just received about 200 million yuan on her account because of her investment in "Lingcat", but then it is less than half. In the movie "Lingcat", Qiao's Pictures is the main investment, and Qingyun Entertainment just drank the soup and invested a little bit.

"Hey, it's a loss, "Grey Cat" only earned 200 million, which is too little."

Mu Qingyun sighed.

Shang Xin, who was holding two plates of braised prawns next to him to deliver rice to Mu Qingyun, suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth.

Qingyun Entertainment back then, when it was the richest, the whole total was not 200 million, and there was no 100 million, and there was probably more than 20 million.

Mu Qingyun returned to the office and flipped through the account book in his mind for a long time.

In addition to paying salaries, benefits, and bonuses to the actors and staff, the other thing is to invest in some projects that Mu Qingyun has been optimistic about for a long time, and now there is one more big money-eater, "Life Research Institute".

Now the vice president of this hospital is the person Lu Yi is looking for, and he will officially take over the hospital and become the president in about a month.

There is no way, the previous dean is eighty-two years old this year, and he must retire, and he can't squeeze people to be ninety years old, how does this make sense?

In just a few days, the hospital has mentioned several financial matters, obviously looking at the accounts, it is not particularly nervous, but the hospital has a sense of crisis, for fear that the capital chain will break.

Mu Qingyun wanted to laugh a little, this is obviously a hospital, not real estate, are you afraid that she, the second shareholder, will not be able to run away with the money?

In the family, the protagonist of the god Haowen who takes the protagonist card like her, which is not a person sitting at home, the money comes from the sky, you can spend it if you want, only you can't spend it, there is no reason to not spend enough, for her, such a high-quality industry has fallen into her hands, and she doesn't make money, it's so miserable.

Now is the Chinese New Year, and Mu Qingyun has to give New Year's gifts to everyone in Qingyun Entertainment.

It is best for everyone to like this New Year's gift, and it is very affordable.

Mu Qingyun glanced at Qiao's side, and Mr. Qiao gave his expedition team, staff, and employees of various branches the same New Year's gift, the shopping cards of Qiao's major supermarkets, 8,880 yuan.

"Tsk."

The shopping card of his own supermarket is said to be eight thousand eight hundred and eight, which is really the cost, and it is roughly two or three thousand.

Shopping in large quantities, and many of them are industrial bases run by their own families, the purchase price is quite cheap, and the quality is guaranteed.

Mu Qingyun thought about the cost, but gave up copying Qiao's answer, and was thinking about the New Year, otherwise there would be bleeding, and the old man Mu in the family group suddenly appeared and gave a New Year's gift to the top ten candidates.

It's the old man's own mind, so he didn't give three, six, nine and so on according to the ranking order, the value is about the same, but everyone is different.

What was given to Mu Qingyun was actually the gold card of the two hundred and thirty-one six-star ultra-luxury hotels in the Ming Kingdom, and with the gold card, he had the right to use thirty rooms in each hotel.

That is to say, there are thirty rooms in each hotel, and all the services will be provided to gold card holders, compared with the original Qiao's royal suite in the imperial capital, there is one less private butler service in the authority, all the food and drink in the hotel, projects, and those cultural and tourism projects provided by the hotel, can all be enjoyed, and there are also housekeepers who are responsible for hospitality.

Mu Qingyun changed hands and used the right to use the gold card as this year's employee annual gift.

During the Chinese New Year, she plans to let the company's artists and employees travel to various places for the New Year, and in terms of transportation, she directly requisitioned the private jets of Mr. Qiao and some of the richest people in the group.

Mr. Qiao is okay, his plane is convenient for him as a workaholic, it is not big, but there are a few big guys in the group, and the private jet is redecorated with a large civil airliner, and there are seventy or eighty people on a trip, and everyone can lie down and rest comfortably, and the space is absolutely enough.

As for the rent, Mu Qingyun exchanged it for her latest notebook copy this year, and these boys were all smiling so much that they couldn't see their eyes, and they all felt that they had earned it.

Mr. Qiao frowned, stared at Mu Qingyun and sighed several times.

If it is replaced by Mr. Qiao's shot, Miss Mu's latest research results on relics science have not yet come to the public, he relies on this thing, operates it well, and the resources that can be exchanged for it are not represented by such a number as money.

A lot of resources, it's useless to have money, no one will sell them, you open a 100 million, 200 million, shout loudly, no one sells, it's useless to shout.

The research results in Mu Qingyun's hands are really one of the resources that no one will sell.

"Forget it, fertilizer and water don't flow into outsiders' fields."

In a blink of an eye, the New Year is approaching, and all the employees and artists of Qingyun Entertainment are ready to take a holiday.

Mu Qingyun came over in person and said that before he mentioned the New Year's ceremony, the staff, especially the artists, were all sprayed with water, and they were stunned.

Xiong Shengsheng was very startled when he heard the word 'holiday', and pulled his boss's arm and hummed: "We are artists, Mr. Mu, isn't it that the more the Chinese New Year, the more notices to catch up?" ”

This Spring Festival Gala on CCTV during the Chinese New Year, Satellite TV's Spring Festival Gala should also be on it, there is no Spring Festival Gala, it seems that they are very faceless.

Now, the only seedlings of Qingyun Entertainment are not like before, not only Yang Xinyue, Su Ping and the two of them are thriving, Xiong Shengsheng, Zhang Li, Shang Xin, and now they are also well-known artists with millions of live fans.

"Boss, it's hard to come back during the flowering period, while we're still young, let's take more dramas, take more variety shows, show more faces, mix up with the audience, and everyone will become an old vegetable gang in a few years, and no one will watch it."

Xiong Shengsheng was worried.

Mu Qingyun couldn't cry or laugh: "What are you doing in such a hurry, how can you not go home for the New Year." As for age, we don't eat youth, Su Ping Chinese New Year's Eve today, get ready, and retire at the age of eighty. ”

"Our artists of Qingyun Entertainment, when they were young, they acted as young people, and when they got older, they all treated me as old actors, and I should take care of my heart, and strive to sing and sing until I am seventy years old, there is still a long time ahead, so I don't have to rush so much."

A group of artists: "......"

Shangxin is on the live broadcast.

A group of netizens listened to Mu Qingyun's bold words, and they didn't even dare to post a barrage for a while.