Super Entertainment Tycoon

Is it difficult to do business? For some people, the sky is what they do for business, but also for some people, even if they sit on a treasure mountain, he doesn't know how to start.

Ding Bo belongs to the latter. He still hasn't figured out what the positioning of the company in his family is. It is even more like a headless fly that he doesn't know how to start.

After thinking hard for a day and no results, Ding Bo suddenly thought of his good brother, Boss Du!

The converter hurriedly dialed out, and he hurriedly called as soon as the other party connected.

"Brother, there is something wrong with me, you have to help me."

"Brother, what's the matter? Speak slowly, is there any trouble?"

"There is no trouble, but my brother wants to invest some money in some projects, but there is no way."

"Damn!" The old Du on the communicator fiercely compared a middle finger, "I thought it was a big deal. It depends on your frown. I said you kid, I will let you go back and learn how to do business. It's only a few days before you Just want to invest money?"

"Don't you like a girl?" Ding Bo told him the cause and effect.

"It turned out to be like this." Old Du smirked, "Okay, brother will help you with this matter. There are projects. It depends on how much you can invest. The more you invest, the greater the profit, from 100,000 to 1,000. Everything is there."

"The more you cast, the more you earn? How much do you think the 10 million caster can earn?"

"You get 15 million, and you earn 50%. Hey, hey, don't you really want to vote for 10 million, right? I advise you to vote for one hundred thousand first. Take your time and make progress gradually. ."

"Brother Du, wait for my news."

Having hung up the phone in a hurry, Ding Bo had already imagined what the scenery looked like when he came back from earning five million.

When I returned home, I asked my parents where the real estate certificates and company business licenses were stored. Ding Bo's parents told him unsuspectingly.

"Dad, do you have anything to invest in tomorrow?"

"Well, there are still more than 4 million working capital in my family now, and I just have to settle a batch of project balance." The last 300,000 was exchanged for 7 million. This time the finance asked Ding Bo's father to pay more than 4 million. , Ding Bo’s father didn’t even hesitate and was ready to pay, "What, do you want money?"

"No, no, I don't want it." Ding Bo shook his head quickly. There was no liquid funds at home. Ding Bo wanted to invest money only to use these immovable assets to mortgage.

The car, house, and company at home add up to almost 10 million.

In the morning when his parents had just left the house, Ding Bo went to their room with his back feet and took out everything. After Xiaomei’s stimulation, Ding Bo didn’t want people to say that he was a rich second generation who relied on his parents to make money. The money came back was a blockbuster, and he didn't tell anyone about the investment this time.

"President Ding, this time the final payment has to be settled four and a half million, which is still more than four hundred thousand, and it is useless." Standing in front of Ding Bo's father, the financial officer looked anxiously at the balance on the account.

"You send the money to the other party first, and I will find a way for you to call the remaining 400,000 yuan to the account at night."

"Row."

Ding Bo's father wanted to ask his relatives to borrow some money, but the phone still couldn't get through.

"Damn!" The only possibility he can think of now is that the Ding Liao family played him, and after taking over the job of his daughter, they turned their faces and denied them. There is no way, he can only ask his wife to ask their relatives to borrow Some money.

More than 400,000 yuan. If an ordinary family wants to make up enough money, they must borrow it all the time. Fortunately, relatives in their family know about the recent situation of their family. Once they settle a project, they will even bring profits after half a month. The relatives who had benefited before were not stingy. They all took out their old books one by one. Ding Bo’s father collected enough money in the afternoon and charged it to the company's account.

At the other end, Lao Du also came here by plane this morning, and he took a group of lawyers and others to make an appointment with Ding Bo.

There are now a hundred trusts in Old Du Dingbo, and he handed things over to Old Du without thinking.

"Brother Du, these things are worth ten million in our place."

"Well, let me take a look." Old Du pretended to flip through the documents that Ding Bo handed over, "House, car, me, and company."

"Hey, Brother Du, it's all up to you this time."

Ding Bo originally thought that Old Du would take all these things as they were, but who knew that Old Du threw them back to him intact.

"Xiao Ding, it's not your brother who said you, everyone here is not you at all, I can't get it."

"But this is my dad's!"

"Your dad is your dad. If you really want to do anything, just put these things on your dad."

"Brother Du, I don't want to tell my dad about my investment. I want to surprise them and let them know that my son will spend more than money."

Old Du thought for a while before he said, "Let’s do it, my brother is doing you a favor this time. I will fill in all these things that should be filled in. I will seal up the place above, and only the place where the fingerprints are to be placed Put it outside. When you go back, you will press the hand print while your dad is asleep. Even if you find these things, we will seal them up, so you are not afraid of being seen by him.

"Row!"

There was news that night that Ding Bo, the boy, had put sleeping pills in his parents' cups of water, and this fingerprint was naturally pressed.

"Get ready for revenge!"

This morning, Lin Fan was particularly comfortable, and he was specially dressed up. He was standing outside a tall building, which was the company he gave to the Ding family of three.

In order to be as disgusting as possible, Lin Fan directly hit 100 million to the other party's public account.

Finance received the news from Lin Fan and contacted Ding Bo's father.

"President Ding, the engineering money is back, come and see it soon!" Excitement leaked everywhere in her tone.

"Huh?" Ding Bo's father, who was drowsily asleep after taking sleeping pills, hadn't figured out the finances yet.

"The project money is back, it's back!"

"Engineering money?" Ding Bo's father got up from the bed, "Why is it so fast? I only paid the money yesterday!"

"Our company's qualifications are good, and money is allocated quickly."

"Hahaha, wait for me, I'll be at the company right away!"

Lin Fan watched the Maserati president drive past him. A middle-aged man got out of the car violently and rushed up to the tall building. Then he heard excited roars from the buggy installed in the company.

"One hundred million! One hundred million! I'm not dreaming!" Ding Li's father kept slapping his cheek.

"It's 100 million." Finance maintained a smile on his face.

"Quickly, transfer me ten million, hahaha, hahaha!" Ding Li's father yelled wildly.

"I will give you ten million? Why?" At the same time, Lao Du walked into the company's door with a lawyer and other people.