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Chapter 333 [Leng Junman's surprise]

A small separation is better than a newlywed. This old saying is very suitable for Liu Wenbin, but it is not so applicable to Leng Junman.

"Are you awesome? I'm going to fall apart. I'm going to stop and you're still trying hard to make it happen. See what you can..."

At the dining table in the early morning, the two of them sat face to eat breakfast. Looking at her beautiful face, Liu Wenbin smiled:

"There is no way, the noodles you put on are delicious. I couldn't help it, so I just ate a few bites..."

He said in a pun, and he even picked up a few pho and started whisking.

Although Leng Junman is not an old driver, his expression is so so, why doesn’t she understand?

She was so angry that she couldn't help but grab the fried dough sticks in her hand and acted as if she wanted to hit him.

"Calm down, calm down, classmate Manman, you have something to discuss, don't be impulsive, impulsive is a devil..." Liu Wenbin quickly stopped and persuaded:

"Fried fried dough sticks are for eating, not for beating people. Don't waste food. Well, be good, it's awesome..."

Thinking of the breakfast he bought it out, Leng Junman's face looked much better, but she bit it on the fried dough sticks in one bite and split the fried dough sticks into two at once, and at the same time she also spoke clearly:

"Next time I don't obey, I'll bite it off."

The threat of this sentence only made Liu Wenbin feel cold all over. He quickly sat upright, explained seriously, and then quickly changed the subject.

She wanted to start a business, and when she was doing business last night, she chatted intermittently for a while.

Now both of them are leisurely and clear-headed, so it is best to discuss this matter now.

Regarding Leng Junman's idea, Liu Wenbin just wanted to say that it was a bit naive. Starting a business is not such a simple impulse, but a comprehensive plan and a trend.

"How much money can you invest now? Five million or ten million? Wholly owned or joint venture with others?..."

When talking about these things, Liu Wenbin's expression changed and he became serious and serious, making Leng Junman stunned.

"I only have three million cash on hand now. I want to join the business with others. I can't find a suitable person... And the investment of Internet celebrity companies shouldn't need much, right?"

"It depends on whether you want to make a small fuss or do a big fight. Each has its own differences, and the revenue must be different..."

Leng Junman suddenly reacted, "Aren't you a small employee? Judging from your tone, why do you think you have started a business?"

"If I said that Doupai is my company, would you think I was bragging?"

"Nonsense, Doupai Company's valuation in the capital market is almost over 100 billion Internet giants. Do you think I will believe it?"

Seeing Leng Junman's unhappy look, Liu Wenbin was also helpless. To be honest, no one believed it. Why is it so difficult to deal with it?

In fact, this is normal. The two are very familiar with each other's bodies, but they are just a vague concept of each other's past and wealth. Moreover, relatively speaking, Liu Wenbin knows her more, but Leng Junman, whose understanding of him is limited to the Doupai staff.

"Okay, three million is almost enough. Find a venue, photography equipment, office equipment, and hire another makeup artist, assistant and photographer. Well, it's better to hire two screenwriters..."

Before Liu Wenbin finished speaking, he was interrupted by Leng Junmanhei. "I can understand the makeup artists in front. What is the screenwriter? Why do you want a screenwriter?"

"You have to figure out the positioning of your company. It's like an ordinary mcn company, like a meteor passing by and disappears soon. I still want to keep running..."

"Of course I want to continue to operate it, but the company is starting out. Shouldn't it be a rare thing to save a little? You spent so much at once, what else can you do later?"

If the salary of makeup artists and assistants is outside the Magic City, then five or six thousand can definitely be handled, but there is no suitable salary level for the Magic City.

So it's worth 70,000 to 10,000,000, after all, this is a super pocket company, or even a leather bag company.

If the salary is not attractive, no one will submit a resume.

Of course, perhaps Leng Junman can contact her former friends or classmates, so that it can be easily solved.

The photographer has good or bad, and the salary is around 10,000 yuan.

With office equipment, venues, etc., it costs at least 50,000 to 60,000 to 100,000 yuan. Before I saw anything, I had to spend so much money. It would be strange if Leng Junman could bear it.

After all, she is the general manager of an advertising company and has amazing judgments and persistence in cost control.

In addition, when publishing short videos, advertising is inevitable at the beginning, such as purchasing Doupai’s traffic packages. These expenses are the most cost-effective!

So, three million looks a lot, but in fact, if you are not careful, the money will be spent.

"So your idea is too simple."

Liu Wenbin shook his head, Leng Junman was so angry that she was itchy. She was the most such person.

"So that, if you believe me, just do what I said... I still have millions on me. If you don't have enough money at that time, I still have..."

"How many millions of deposits do you have?" Leng Junlan widened her eyes, her beautiful eyes full of incredible, as if she didn't know him:

"Aren't you a slutty guy who claims to be a slutty guy? Where did you get so much money? You can't just lie to me, right?"

Liu Wenbin was not vague about her distrust. In front of her, he opened his phone, entered WeChat, and directly showed her the balance.

There is still more than 8 million yuan in it. This is the money left during the Chinese New Year and hasn't moved much recently.

The numbers on the mobile phone screen will not lie. Leng Junman was completely shocked and said incredibly surprised: "You can't be a rich second generation, right? Tell me, does your family have a mine or a farmer?"

She saw him open WeChat with her own eyes and saw the bill. It’s impossible that all of them are fake, right?

Therefore, the fact that he has money must be true.

No wonder he sent him a message yesterday, and he replied so hard that he had no time. He said that there is no shortage of women around him, right?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but slap the lemon again, and angrily twisted his waist.

Liu Wenbin, who was attacked by a sneak attack, quickly realized that he grabbed her little hand and laughed:

"It's not suitable for broad daylight... My family has no mine and is not a farmer. I've told you a long time ago that I followed my mother, and my mother remarried. My father is a gambler..."

"So you started your own business?"

"Yes, I told you that Doupai is my company..."

"Don't interrupt, say, what's your company's name? What's it? Why do you make so much money? And I think you seem to be quite leisurely..."
Chapter completed!
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