Entertainment: Top players who started out as trainees

Chapter 366: million, one or two million is meaningless

After a few days of being shameless, without clothes or pants, Ning Luo had to accept the reality.

He and his team had to redo almost all of their plans for this year, or even cancel them outright.

The tour plan will most likely be cancelled this year.

Overseas plans are still uncertain.

If you grit your teeth, you can definitely go.

But the problem is that his life is too expensive.

The small overseas market is not worth taking any risk.

Let's wait and see how the situation develops.

I had almost decided to launch my own fashion brand, but this year doesn’t seem to be a good time.

All trips in February and March are cancelled.

"You Are My Glory", "Creation Camp 2020", which were originally scheduled for April, and "Longing for Life Season ", which has already been confirmed, are all on hold.

Ning Luo's head hurt just thinking about it.

It hurts like my back.

Glancing at the time, Ning Luo pulled away Nan's little feet that were resting on his belly and stuffed them into the blanket.

"Warm yourself up for a while. I'm going upstairs for the meeting."

"Well, when you come down, bring me a pair of plush socks. Red ones."

Sister Nan was lying on her back on the sofa, playing Douyin without even looking at him, as natural as ordering Sandezi around.

Ning Luo joked, "Do you want me to bring down your red shorts as well?"

Sister Nan glared at him.

Ning Luo raised his hands in surrender.

He forgot that Sister Nan liked to be cool and comfortable when she was at home.

Go upstairs.

study.

Ning Luo started a video conference with several key members of the team and Long Danny.

There are only two contents.

How much should you donate?

I have already decided to take a two-month break, so I should do something.

On the screen, Wang Kai pushed up his glasses and asked, "What do you think is a suitable donation amount?"

"What do you think?"

Wang Kai gave a rough range: "Between one to two million. Any less won't look good."

"Most of the 20 to 100 artists who have donated so far have donated between 100 and 200 million yuan. million to million yuan is more suitable for our current status."

Ning Luo couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He wanted to laugh for some reason, but he also felt it was natural.

This is the entertainment industry.

Even donations are made according to one’s status.

It's so interesting.

After thinking about it, Ning Luo gave a number.

"Fifty million, one or two million is meaningless, it's better not to donate."

"Pfft! Ahem!"

In the upper right corner of the screen, Long Danny, who was drinking water to moisten his throat, suddenly spat out a mouthful of water. He choked and couldn't stop coughing. It took him a long time to stop, and he started cursing.

"You're out of your mind, aren't you? The Han Hong Foundation only donated 1500 million, and you donated million by yourself? You have so much money to burn!!"

The corners of the mouths of several other team members were also twitching.

Ning Luo blinked innocently.

"Don't you know how much money I have? It's really a bit too much."

"..."

Long Danny opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Because she knew how much money Ning Luo had, and she also knew that fifty million was really nothing to him. But this number was indeed a bit too much!
Seeing that Long Jie's eyes were becoming more dangerous, Ning Luo stopped joking.

"Ahem, having too much money is one thing, but the other thing is that there have been more and more discussions about my income online recently, and the frequency of these discussions has also increased. I feel like it's a little abnormal."

“Although I’m not sure if someone is trying to mess with me or if this is just a spontaneous discussion among netizens, I can’t go wrong if I assume the worst.”

"I'll take this opportunity to cut off their retreat. From now on, no matter how they discuss or lead the discussion, it won't have a big negative impact on me."

"As for whether it will cause dissatisfaction among my peers, that doesn't matter. There aren't many people who like me anyway."

After thinking for a while, Ning Luo added: "Besides, I really want to do something good."

This is the most important thing.

Seeing that Ning Luo had made up his mind, Long Danny didn't say anything else.

It's just a one-time donation anyway.

Ning Luo is rich and doesn't care about money, so he lets him do whatever he wants.

After agreeing on the specific donation matters, Wang Kai brought up the next topic.

"In February and March, it is basically certain that we can't go out. It would be a bit of a waste to just stay at home. We may be able to use Douyin's short videos and live broadcasts to maintain a stable exposure."

"In this regard, we still have a great advantage."

Ning Luo nodded slightly.

In today's inconvenient travel situation, online entertainment methods such as online video platforms and live broadcasts will definitely usher in a big boom.

Just look at Sister Nan’s condition and you will know.

Every day I either do X, or watch Love Apartment 5, and then watch Douyin.

A skinny homebody.

If Ning Luo hadn't sacrificed himself to help her maintain enough exercise, she might have become a fat otaku in half a month!
"Then let's give it a try. Let's test the waters twice and see how the response is. I can also learn how to live stream."

Wang Kai nodded: "We are not good at this either. You can communicate with the short video team later."

After the video conference, Ning Luo went to the bedroom, took out a pair of red socks, and went downstairs to hand them to Sister Nan.

Sister Nan didn't even raise her head, still brushing her Douyin. She took the socks casually, but felt that the feel was not right. She glanced at it and was speechless.

"Brother, can't you tell the difference between plush socks and stockings?"

"They're all red socks anyway, so they're pretty much the same. Put them on. By the way, when did you buy them? I've never seen them before."

"There are so many things you haven't seen!" Sister Nan rolled her eyes at Ning Luo and threw the stockings back to him: "I don't wear them. My feet are cold. What's the point of wearing them?"

"How do you know it's useless if you don't wear it?"

Seeing her boyfriend's expression, Sister Nan knew she couldn't escape and put it on reluctantly.

Ning Luo rested his chin on his hand to admire it for a moment, then nodded silently.

"Take it off, it's really useless."

Sister Nan has absolutely no control over red stockings and the like.

The effect on the body is the same as wearing red long johns, without any exciting feeling.

"..."

Sister Nan took a deep breath, covered herself with the blanket, turned her body around, and was too lazy to pay any more attention to him.

A few days later in the afternoon.

After the heavy rain, everything was wet.

Ning Luo picked up his girlfriend and walked into the bathroom, washed off the rain, then returned to the bedroom alone and changed the bed sheets with great effort.

Then, sister Nan, who seemed to have gone limp just now, was instantly revived with full health. She jumped onto the big bed and winked at him.

Ning Luo couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Both of them are very skilled at being lazy and letting the other do the work.

He went to bed and hugged his girlfriend who came over to him. A faint fragrance mixed with shower gel lingered around his nose, making Ning Luo, who had just done a great job, feel a little drowsy.

Sister Nan didn't quarrel with him, but just quietly rested her head on his arm and played the game.

Warm and peaceful.

When she saw a short video, Sister Nan’s eyes suddenly widened. She was stunned for a long time before she reacted. She couldn’t help but tilt her head back to look at her boyfriend who had fallen asleep.

Is he crazy??
　Godfathers, I can't bear it any longer. I have one chapter left to finish at noon. Add to that the 8,000 words I owe, and my head is buzzing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)