Reborn in 2009, earn 500 million first

"Yes, this is your pass."

The young man took out two IDs with ropes from his pocket and handed them over and said.

"Okay, thank you. Please take us to Teacher Ye's place."

Wu Feng took the pass and handed it to Xu Xu, and then said to the young man.

"Okay, just follow me."

The young man responded and led the way.

But this time with the pass, the guard no longer stopped Wu Feng and Xu Xu.

Entering the gymnasium, Wu Feng saw the layout of the venue. There was no audience at the back of the southernmost stage. That was where the staff stayed. There were also many temporary seats in the playground in front, which were all towards the front. Great location.

After walking for five or six minutes, Wu Feng saw Teacher Ye and the others.

But he didn't see any celebrities. Wu Feng was a little surprised. It was the last rehearsal tonight, why didn't anyone else come?

"Teacher Ye, long time no see, you have become handsome again." Wu Feng said hello and walked towards Teacher Ye.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you. You're a scammer. I'll outsource it directly from now on. With your suggestion, do you know how long I'll be busy? Half a year, okay!"

And I heard from Jie Lun and their managers that the appearance fees you paid them were all in hundreds of millions. Do you know how much we lost for this concert, if you include the money you spent on inviting big names?

Let me tell you this, compared to the money you make from inviting them, the money you make from the concert is just a drop in the bucket, a pure loss. I can give you a shot. The money I make from this concert belongs to us. You don't want any of it. "Teacher Ye started to complain as soon as they met.

"Okay, okay, I don't want a penny from the concert. I haven't taken this small amount of money seriously. By the way, where are Yao Juan and the others? Why haven't they come over yet? Is it the last rehearsal tonight?" Wu Feng asked curiously.

"Here, they are in that temporary mobile home. It has air conditioning. You can go in and have some fun," Teacher Ye said, pouting to the side.

Wu Feng looked in the direction where Teacher Ye was nuzzling. Sure enough, there was a row of mobile homes over there, with six in total.

The one at the far side is relatively large and is connected to various wires. It should be the equipment that controls the entire scene behind the scenes.

Wu Feng went directly to a staff member and asked Yao Juan about the mobile home they were in, and then knocked on the door.

It was Huang Mao who opened the door, and he was obviously stunned when he saw that it was Wu Feng.

"Brother Angkor, are you here? Please come in." Huang Mao was stunned for a moment and immediately responded and invited Wu Feng in.

"Hey, everyone is here, how do you feel about having a concert?" Wu Feng joked.

As soon as Wu Feng entered, a burst of cold air hit him.

"How do you feel about it? You act like a hands-off shopkeeper, and in just one sentence, you make us work so hard here, yet you still have the nerve to come over and ask us how we feel."

As soon as Wu Feng asked, Yao Juan spoke dissatisfiedly.

When she said this, Wu Feng did feel a little guilty. He did trouble them for his own selfish desires.

"I've decided that you won't even think about a penny from all the profits from this concert." Yao Juan added.

Wu Feng's trace of guilt disappeared with her words. Wu Feng had forgotten that she was also a shareholder of this entertainment company.

"Okay, okay, I don't care about this little money." Wu Feng said nonchalantly.

"Where did you go to make a fortune again? You don't care about the money anymore?" Yao Juan asked suspiciously.

Wu Feng was secretly frightened. How did she know that he was making money again?

"Of course, I am a rich man now, do you want me to support you?" Wu Feng admitted directly.

If Wu Feng refuses, Yao Juan will probably really suspect that he is making a lot of money, but now that Wu Feng says this, she may not doubt it yet.

"Okay, okay, it's so tiring to hold a concert, and I don't want to work hard anymore. It would be great to just lay back and make money!" Yao Juan followed Wu Feng's words and continued.