My wife is in my arms

Chapter 1026 The Stock God II

“Is this true?!”

After accompanying Xu Qingya to finish a work engagement, Wang Yu opened the car door and got in while talking on her phone.

After Xu Qingya, dressed in a long dress, got into the car, she heard her agent, Wang Yu, say in a surprised tone, "This is indeed a bit exaggerated, but it seems to make a lot of sense. Why are you co-investing?!"

I don't know what was said on the phone, but my agent said with a regretful look, "It's normal that she didn't say. There's no benefit in making money for others, and if you lose money, you'll be blamed to death. Anyway, the situation doesn't look too good. She video-called me a few days ago, and she's lost a lot of weight. It's not that she deserves it, though. She only has one son. Forget about ticket scalping, even if she killed someone, she'd still help clean up the scene. Everyone says people should be able to distinguish right from wrong, but when it comes to their own children, how many people can do that?"

Xu Qingya listened for a while, then stopped listening.

She was quite tired after a long day.

Fortunately, "Goodbye Mr. Loser" has been released for a while, so there's no need to do promotional tours anymore. Otherwise, it would be even busier. These days, whether you're an artist or an ordinary person, it's hard to make money.

As for the audience saying that an artist earns enough in a day to earn enough for an ordinary person for a lifetime, there are indeed such people in the entertainment industry. For example, her cheap older brother, Xu Qingya heard that his commercial performance fee is over seven million. A commercial performance only lasts for one or two hours. If you calculate it this way, the amount he earns for a commercial performance is equivalent to several lifetimes for an ordinary person.

But it's only a small portion.

Even though her older brother's commercial fees are high and he can earn a lot of money, it's because he doesn't have a management company. Instead, he's affiliated with his wife's studio and doesn't have to pay his share to the manager. If he had a management company, out of a seven million performance fee, he'd be lucky to get one million.

Just like herself, she seemed to earn quite a bit, but the majority of it went to the company, followed by her agent taking 20%, and then she had to pay personal income tax. So, out of the ten million she earned, she only ended up with two or three million.

As she rested with her eyes closed against the car back, her manager, Wang Yu, gently touched her arm. Then she heard her manager's voice in her ear, "Han Hui said your older brother accurately predicted today's stock market trend yesterday, and even said your older brother is some kind of stock market god."

"Then what!?"

Xu Qingya didn't even open her eyes before casually asking the question.

She just listened to what he said.

Moreover, the words that come out of Han Hui's mouth are so unbelievable that you'd need to break a bone to hear them, and you'd need to give her two extra ribs to listen to them, otherwise they're all just fluff.

A few days ago, she overheard her manager, Wang Yu, talking to her about how singer Liu Fei went abroad to relax, and that it had nothing to do with Li Xiaohong's affair; she must be pregnant.

Is this something a human being would say?!

If you really want to get pregnant, you can get pregnant anywhere. Why do you have to go abroad to get pregnant? Is it because the environment abroad is better for you, or is it because the domestic environment is bad?

Ultimately, what Li Xiaohong did as an agent was something she found hard to accept.

This is tantamount to being betrayed by one's own agent.

Which celebrity wouldn't feel sad in this situation?

Although the relationship between an agent and an artist is just a business partnership, after working together for so long, even if the feelings aren't deep, there must be some feelings involved! To help his son pay off his debts, he actually tampered with concert tickets.

Especially the "stock market god"? God my foot! If her brother is a stock market god, then she's an investment guru. Even though she heard from her agent that her brother bought a large amount of Tianyu Entertainment stock two months before the release of "Goodbye Mr. Loser," and the stock doubled in a short period, that doesn't make him a stock market god. Her brother just has confidence in his script. If he's really a "stock market god," frankly, he might as well stay home, set up a few computers, and monitor the stock market instead of entering the entertainment industry.

"You don't believe me, do you!?"

Wang Yu asked.

Before Xu Qingya could speak, she continued, "Han Hui said that during the ten years your older brother spent at home, he not only studied singing techniques but also secretly researched the stock market. So yesterday... it wasn't until Han Hui asked him that she heard the news spread like wildfire at Tianyu Entertainment that afternoon. She heard it from someone else; it seems that Chairman Lin's assistant asked Zhang You about his opinion on today's stock market yesterday, and he said that the stock market was so green that you could graze livestock there. And when the market closed this afternoon, it was indeed eerily green."

Xu Qingya opened her eyes.

She turned to her manager, Wang Yu, and said earnestly, "Think about it. Your older brother has spent so much time at home studying songs and singing techniques so thoroughly. I don't need to give any more examples to illustrate this, right? And the stock market... if it's true, before your older brother wrote songs and sang, and then you saw it, given that premise, he might actually be some kind of stock market genius. Just like his singing skills, he doesn't make a move unless it's absolutely necessary, but when he does, it's enough to shock the entire audience."

Is there such a possibility?

Xu Qingya said seriously, "I just mentioned it casually yesterday, and I didn't expect it to come true. Plus, he's very successful now, so even his farts smell sweet!"

"Whether you listen or not is up to you."

Wang Yu began, "I'm just telling you, Han Hui initially wanted to buy 20 million shares of Zhang You's company after Jiang Yiren mentioned it, but she was too scared to do so and is now extremely regretful. And you..."

Wang Yu reached out and patted Xu Qingya's thigh. It felt quite nice to the touch, so she patted it a couple more times until Xu Qingya moved her legs to the right.

Women who have never been married or had children are just different.

Even her thighs felt very springy when patted, unlike women her age who are like dough, without any elasticity.

Following up on what had just been said, Wang Yu continued, "And you're Zhang You's younger brother. Regardless of whether he's a stock market genius or not, go ask him. Even if he won't tell anyone else, he'll definitely tell you. If you doubt his abilities, you can invest a little less, just ten million. If you lose, don't invest with him anymore. If you make a profit, use that ten million as your initial capital and let him guide you. Qingya, to succeed in the entertainment industry, you need someone to mentor you. Investing is the same. You can't throw all your savings into it, but you can try with ten million. Invest whatever your older brother invests in. If he doesn't invest, you don't invest either. Anyway, even if someone dies, he'll die before you. With him as your scapegoat, what are you afraid of?"

Why didn't you vote?!

Xu Qingya asked.

"I was thinking of that, but think about it carefully. What's my relationship with him? If I went to ask him, he could just wave me off. You're different; you're his second brother. It's normal for an older brother to take care of his younger brother! Liu Bei took Guan Yu around, and Guan Yu never questioned Liu Huangshu. So listen to me, ask your older brother what he bought, and then you take out ten million and buy the same things. If that doesn't work... just give that ten million to your older brother and let him decide what to do. Make sure you say it nicely, that you won't hold him responsible if he loses, but you'll share half if he makes a profit."

"Half!?"

Xu Qingya's expression changed.

"Do you think your older brother, with his current net worth, would even care about the ten million you earned?"

Wang Yu asked in return, and then said, "Sometimes, what people care about is not money, but the attitude others show."

(End of this chapter)