How to be financially free

Chapter 672 Your financial resources make me amazed

Zhang Mingbo watched Zhou Yufei leave with a fluctuating expression.

The surrounding wind was bleak, and he put his hands in his pockets, looking unhappy.

"Why?" Zhang Mingbo couldn't figure it out, and picked up the bag on the ground.

When he grabbed them, they were jewelry boxes one by one.

"Bulgari, Van Cleef & Arpels, Chanel, Dior, how much money can she make as an actress?"

Xu Wen watched quietly.

"These must be several million, right? Did you consider investing in a play for her?"

"Investment play?" Zhang Mingbo was taken aback.

"The price is a bit high. It's a few million now, and it will be tens of millions in the future. It's not worth it."

Xu Wen nodded.

Everyone has their own ideas, no wonder.

Zhang Mingbo looked at Xu Wen and couldn't help wondering what Xu Wen was thinking.

"Xu Shao, you are a bystander, why don't you analyze it for me?"

"Does this need to be analyzed?" Xu Wen was a little amused.

"It's not obvious, you either give her a career, or you give her a promise, even if it's just pretending."

If this Zhou Yufei is really materialistic and vain, that's all.

But he just graduated, not moved by money, full of dreams and beauty, and feels that his future has infinite possibilities.

I can't feel Zhang Mingbo's kindness, and it happens that there are people around me who care about her being able to reach her heart.

Naturally, they broke up decisively.

"Oh, forget it, let's divide it up, and just find another one. I can find someone who is a hundred times more beautiful than her." Zhang Mingbo said angrily.

He lifted the bag in his hand, thinking about how to use it again.

This is not surprising, his father's money is not his, and the rich second generation's money is not blown from the sky, save as much as you can.

The two walked together for a while.

Xu Wen looked at Zhang Mingbo's appearance, he seemed to be quite free and easy, but upon careful observation, it seemed that he was not.

"What the hell, I feel so bad!" After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Mingbo suddenly stood still.

"Thinking that Zhou Yufei will be slept by that man, I feel uncomfortable! Damn, it's worse than dying."

Xu Wengang just wanted to give a few words of enlightenment.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Mingbo's words were earth-shattering.

"Xu Shao, how about I push her WeChat to you? Can you help me out?"

Xu Wen stopped and looked at Zhang Mingbo and his current appearance.

"Isn't it? You still have this habit? Who do you take me for?"

"Xu Shao, don't feel burdened. Anyway, I broke up with her, so you can take it as a way of helping me and give her a hat to her current boyfriend!" Zhang Mingbo gritted his teeth.

"Send a hat to her current boyfriend?" Xu Wen's eyes were a little strange.

"Forget it, I can't do this kind of thing, so don't mention it again."

Zhang Mingbo's eyes were very unwilling, and he tried to persuade Xu Wen.

"Xu Shao, it's not a loss. She has a very good figure. With Xu Shao's excellence, it's easy to take her down. After you take her down, kick her off and humiliate her severely."

Zhang Mingbo was immersed in his own world, and even choreographed a great show of revenge.

"Okay, Young Master Zhang, in your capacity, why waste your energy on her." Xu Wen persuaded him kindly.

The two walked out of the gate of the film and television base while talking.

From a distance, Xu Wen saw a nanny car parked quietly beside his car.

Presumably, it was Song Qingqian who arrived.

"I have something to do first, let's see you later." Xu Wen greeted and walked towards his phantom.

"Hey, Young Master Xu, where is the person you are waiting for?" Zhang Mingbo asked in a daze.

Xu Wen waved his hand and entered the phantom.

Then, Zhang Mingbo saw the door of the nanny's car open.

A slender woman wearing sunglasses and a mask directly opened the Phantom's car door and got in.

"Could it be some celebrity?" Zhang Mingbo asked suspiciously.

Inside the phantom, Xu Wengang sat down.

As soon as the car door on the side opened, a figure came in accompanied by a faint scent of fragrance.

"Xu Shao, I've been waiting for you for a while."

The woman beside her took off her sunglasses and mask, her pretty face was both happy and angry.

Then, she leaned over gently, approached Xu Wenwen and kissed him passionately.

After a while, the two separated.

"Xu Shao, are you here in the capital to discuss business?" Song Qingqian asked curiously.

"To see you." Xu Wen gently covered her legs with his hands.

Suddenly, Song Qingqian let out a chuckle.

"How can I have such a big face, but I just pretend that Xu Shao came to see me, what should I do, Qingqian feels so flattered."

The front and rear partitions of this Phantom have a good silent and privacy effect.

Song Qingqian patted her chest lightly, her eyes became more and more charming.

The phantom is warm inside, and it is driving along the Daguang Expressway to the inner circle of Beijing.

Xu Wen let out a long sigh of relief and sat back in the soft seat.

On the side, Song Qingqian gently unscrewed the water bottle. At the moment, he was very interested in talking and sharing a lot of interesting things with Xu Wen.

"Xu Shao, if you have a chance, please come to my house and try the fennel egg dumplings made by my mother."

Her home is in the current DC area, in the former old Chongwen, authentic old Beijing.

Song Qingqian's temperament is very sassy and straightforward, not pretentious at all, very traditional character of a big girl in Beijing.

"By the way, let's eat hot-boiled mutton later, shall we? South Gate's hot-boiled mutton, the one in the Temple of Heaven, is very authentic." Song Qingqian stood next to Xu Wen, feeling hot.

Xu Wen looked at the time. It was close to three o'clock. It was already past the meal time, and it was still early for dinner.

But it's okay.

Although it’s past meal time, but in winter, it’s pretty good to order a pot and eat some fresh and smooth mutton.

"By the way, it doesn't matter if you show your face?" Xu Wen asked curiously.

"I'm too angry, who pays attention to me." Song Qingqian said indifferently. "There is no one at this point, I want another box, don't worry."

At around 03:30, Xu Wen's car finally arrived near the south gate of the Temple of Heaven Park on the South Second Ring Road.

Song Qingqian put on sunglasses and a scarf, half covering her fair face.

Anyway, if she wasn't staring, she wouldn't be able to recognize who she was.

The two got out of the car and went straight to the South Gate to cook meat.

Nanmen shabu-shabu was originally called Hongyuan shabu-shabu, but because the main store is located at the south gate of Tiantan Park, it became Nanmen shabu-shabu over time.

"The two of you, please!" The clerk said loudly.

"Ask for a private room. I've greeted your boss. My surname is Song." Song Qingqian knew the way.

This point is not a meal point. If two people want a box, it doesn't count as causing trouble to others.

A while later, in the private room, Song Qingqian skillfully ordered the dishes, took off the scarf and sunglasses by the way.

"Sesame sauce ingredients, mutton tail oil, Chinese cabbage, vermicelli, fresh-cut mutton, mutton brain."

Then, she ordered two more bottles of Arctic Ocean.

Not a while after ordering, the copper pot was served, steaming hot.

The store manager placed the dish with a warm attitude.

"Mr. Song, I really like your play. Our whole family is your fan. Please sign your name."

The store manager was greeted before, and he knew it was Song Qingqian.

Naturally, Song Qingqian was not surprised, and with a smile on her face, she signed the signature in a friendly manner.

The store manager thanked him again and again as if he had found a treasure, and stopped disturbing their meal.

After the people left the box, Song Qingqian deftly poured sheep tail oil into the pot, vermicelli, and cabbage.

Not long after, the heat was steaming, making people move their index fingers.

"Xu Shao, try our old capital's shabu-shabu." Song Qing urged Xu Wen with a smile.

Xu Wen rinsed the fresh mutton with chopsticks, and the color of the fresh-cut mutton immediately changed. When dipped in the sesame sauce, it was really fragrant.

"How is it?" Song Qingqian followed up and asked.

"Fresh, delicious, and nourishing." Xu Wen praised.

Song Qingqian smiled lightly, stood up generously and opened two bottles of Arctic Ocean.

A meal of boiled mutton was past four o'clock.

Drinking the Arctic Ocean, eating hot boiled mutton, sitting and watching the sunset, and experiencing the daily life of the old capital.

It is true and delicious.

After eating the boiled mutton, they walked out of the shop, and the two were just about to take a stroll around.

"No, there are paparazzi."

Song Qingqian stopped suddenly, and the voice came from behind the mask.

"Where is it?" Xu Wen looked around, and there were pedestrians passing by, but he didn't see anything suspicious.

"Ahead, black bread at nine o'clock, with the windows ajar."

Song Qingqian was used to it, and gently pulled Xu Wen to remind him.

Xu Wen looked in the direction, and sure enough, he saw someone in the car lift up the camera equipment.

"Xu Shao, let's go back!" Song Qingqian gently pulled Xu Wen.

Although she was wearing a mask and sunglasses, Xu Wen couldn't see her expression.

However, at this moment Xu Wen always felt that Song Qingqian's eyes were speaking silently.

"Watch the urban drama you acted in last year?" Xu Wen asked tentatively.

Song Qingqian groaned softly, turned her back, her jet-black hair fluttered in the cold wind, leaving only a slender figure of her back.

After a while, the two got into the car.

Song Qingqian didn't care if there were paparazzi outside.

Big deal, there will be a scandal tomorrow, the title is: Song Qing met a mysterious man secretly, the man sent him off courteously throughout the whole process, and the two went back to their residence together.

"Let's go back!" Song Qingqian took off her mask and sunglasses, revealing her fair face.

"Where are you going? Where do you live?" Xu Wen asked.

The main reason is that it is too far away from Xishan Longyin. Although he is curious about what this mansion with more than [-] million yuan looks like, he is not in a hurry today.

"Yes, you can go to the Jinmao Mansion I bought two years ago, but my mother seems to have gone to tidy up the house today, if Young Master Xu doesn't mind?" Song Qing smiled.

"Forget it then." Xu Wen shook his head, "Why don't we go to the hotel, my house is a little far away."

"Xu Shao has a house in the capital, so let's go to your house. There is no need to stay in a hotel. By the way, where is your house?" Song Qingqian asked curiously.

"In Cuihu Wetland Park." Xu Wen said smoothly, and he didn't know much about it.

Song Qingqian was surprised. "That's far enough."

The phantom set off, followed by a van chasing after him, as if he was about to find something.

More than 40 minutes later, Xu Wen and the others arrived at Xishan Longyin near Cuihu Wetland Park in a phantom.

Xishan Longyin.

Near Green Lake, adjacent to the North Campus of the Forbidden City.

The architectural style follows the Forbidden City, with five courtyards for every household, and a pattern of three gardens in one landscape.

It is a well-known billion-level mansion in Beijing.

"So you live in Xishan Longyin." Song Qingqian exclaimed.

Of course, Song Qingqian had heard of the ceiling of the Chinese-style villa in the capital, the billion-level villa area.

Of course it is reasonable for Xu Shao to live here.

Outside Xishan Longyin, the van stopped far away, and two young men with peaked caps came out and took off their sunglasses.

"Xishan Longyin? The title is here!"

They snapped photos and videos, and the title had already been drafted in their hearts:
[Song Qingqian meets the mysterious rich man at night, the two have dinner together, and return to the billion-level mansion together, it seems that a good thing is about to happen. 】

In Xishan Longyin, the car slowly stopped outside the North Tower, which is unique in the whole project.

2400 square meters, 4500 square meters garden.

Song Qingqian knew about Xu Wen's financial resources.

However, standing outside this Chinese-style mansion with a construction area of ​​more than 2000 square meters at this moment, she still felt the shock.

Front yard, atrium, side yard, back yard, courtyard five courtyards.

Inside the private garden, the scenery of mountains and rivers is full of mountains and rivers, which is unique.

Xu Wen directly pulled Song Qingqian through the five-tiered courtyard.

This is a model house, all decorations are in place, all are the best materials, the most luxurious brands, designed by masters.

"Xu Shao, is this a model house for you?" Song Qingqian was immersed in the extreme beauty of the design.

"Yes, one step is in place." Xu Wen nodded.

"How many small goals?" Song Qingqian knew that this house must be based on small goals.

After all, this size surpasses the entire project.

"Six point six small goals." Xu Wen dragged Song Qingqian into the huge audio-visual room.

The high-tech audio-visual room is decorated like a space capsule.

"Six at six?" Song Qingqian sighed.

She looked at the tall and handsome figure in front of her, then rolled up her long hair, squatted down gently and raised her face.

"Xu Shao, how big is your financial resources?"

This face is also clearly visible on the projection screen.

This is an award-winning work by Song Qingqian the year before last. The plot on the big screen just happened to develop into the plot where Song Qingqian's role is positive and successful at work by relying on her own ability.

On the screen, her expression is dignified and full of positive fighting spirit.

But in front of him, Song Qingqian raised his face, his well-known face, but at this moment there was a strange admiration.

As a man, Xu Wen inevitably felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment and conquest.

Song Qingqian understood men.

That night, the two stayed in the audio-visual room for a long, long time. Xu Wen and Song Qingqian revisited the plays she acted in together, and exchanged ideas in depth.

At eight o'clock, Song Qingqian ran out of the audio-visual room in small steps and rushed into the nearest bathroom.

Xu Wen was savoring everything he had experienced with Song Qingqian.

Ding!
Congratulations to the host, all the shares of Lianxing Cinemas have been transferred.

Please host to check the property as soon as possible.

Xu Wen immediately looked happy.

This asset worth tens of billions, after spending one billion and using a discount coupon, finally completely became an asset under his own name.

This feeling is really indescribable.

Up to now, the total assets under his name have finally exceeded [-] billion.

Moreover, all of them belonged to him [-]%.

Ding!
Congratulations to the host, the total assets have exceeded 500 billion.

The operating capital of the family office is upgraded to: [-] million/year

Xu Wen took a deep breath.

With [-] million family office funds, it is time to further expand the team and increase the functions of the family office.

With a budget of [-] million yuan, Xu Wen is already qualified to form a team that only serves himself in all aspects, from fiscal and taxation laws to corporate development planning, to basic necessities of life.

(End of this chapter)