Entertainment starts with variety shows

Chapter 409
In the morning, during class time, the teacher started a new round of hypnosis. Fang Hui was bored, so she glanced at the stage and carefully took out her phone to play.

This class is English, her least favorite class.

As soon as the data was turned on, the mobile phone vibrated instantly, and then a reminder of more than 300 million credits popped up. The phone number and bank card are bound together, and she knows as long as there is a credit.

But she has never encountered such a large amount of income. Fang Jing never paid three hundred and five hundred.

Excited in her heart, Fang Hui's little heart was beating wildly, her hands holding the phone couldn't help shaking, she read it three times, yes, it was more than 300 million.

Could it be that Fang Jing's conscience found out and sent her money?But it doesn’t take that much, does it?I just want to buy a notebook recently, and 3000 or [-] is enough.

"Fang Hui, what are you doing!!"

A roar pulled her back from the world of money, and when she looked up, the black-faced teacher came down from the podium aggressively.

In the Nine Heavens of Ice and Fire, one second was still in heaven, and the next second was hell.

This teacher is very poisonous. The last time Chen Qi was caught playing games, she took his mobile phone to the podium and left it still. Even though he sold more than a dozen heads, he was scolded as a dog by his teammates and finally reported.

"take it out!"

"Teacher, I was wrong."

You have to admit your mistakes, and you have to stand at attention when you are beaten. Fang Hui has a deep understanding of this, and being stubborn with the teacher is the number one taboo.

"Take it out, I don't want to say it a second time."

In the desk box, Fang Hui slowly took out an old mobile phone, semi-smart, the paint on the back cover was mostly corroded by hand sweat, between black and white, the pattern was gorgeous, full of the atmosphere of simplicity and history.

There was a heavy blow on the screen, a [-]-centimeter scar opened from the eye to the chin, and a copper-green line was faintly visible on the forehead.

The owner of this artifact is Fang Hui, who has followed her through the wind and rain, accompanied her for countless days and nights, and fought in the classroom again and again.

She is a nostalgic person. Although she got a new mobile phone, she was reluctant to throw it away and kept it with her to remind herself that everything today was hard won.

By the way, deal with Fang Jing and the teacher, such as the current situation.

"Teacher, I'm sorry." Fang Hui pursed her mouth with fog in her eyes.

For some reason, she felt that she was in a bad state today, and when she thought of those millions, she was a little out of shape, and somehow wanted to laugh out loud.

Especially looking at the teacher's face.

No, hold back, I can't laugh.

Pinching her thigh, Fang Hui's face twitched slightly. She endured so much hard work, and the corners of her puckered mouth began to rise.

The atmosphere freezes...

"Hahahahaha!!"

The sudden laughter stunned the teacher.

"Pfft! Hahaha!!" Lin Qiuyue couldn't help it when she saw Fang Hui's nose was bubbling with laughter.

Laughter is contagious. Seeing Fang Hui going crazy, many people laughed too.

"Teacher, let me report that Fang Hui still has a new mobile phone." Someone in the crowd shouted, and Fang Hui's smile stopped abruptly.

Who is so dishonest?Have the ability to stand up?
Gently waving Lin Qiuyue aside, the English teacher bent down and took out a new mobile phone from Fang Hui's desk case, the screen was still on.

Seeing the account information of 300 million above, the teacher finally knew why the baby was so happy.

At the same time, I was also a little surprised, I couldn't tell that the poorest child in the class was actually a rich man.

"Hello, are you Fang Hui's parents?"

A few minutes later, Fang Jing received a call from an unknown person. He was about to hang up, but he didn't react until he heard Fang Hui's name.

This tone is inexplicably familiar.

"Yes, yes, may I ask who you are?"

"I'm her teacher. Are you a bit careless as a parent? How do you transfer such a large amount of money to your child's account?"

Fang Jing was stunned, "What money?"

He didn't remember to transfer the money to Fang Hui. He usually transfers three hundred and five hundred slowly. Is this also a large amount of money?
"300 million, she just got into the account on her mobile phone, didn't you transfer it?" On the other end, Fang Jing's voice was obviously lowered.

"Three hundred... Oh! Got it, it was transferred to me by the client. I made a wrong transfer. I'm sorry to trouble you. I will transfer it immediately."

Fang Jing remembered that this seemed to be a publishing fee paid by the publisher. Fang Hui's ID card was always used for the Shooting Condor Author's account, and her bank card was also kept by her.

It was the company's account that was used to trade with Tencent before, so the money naturally didn't go into it. Otherwise, with so much money added up, he suspected that the girl might run away every minute.

"I have communicated with your parents. The mobile phone is temporarily confiscated. I will return it to you at the end of the semester. Remove the phone card and give me the mobile phone after class."

The English teacher came back from the corridor and showed Fang Hui the call record. It was indeed the phone conversation with Fang Jing just now.

Ten minutes later, after class was over, Fang Jing called again. There was no money left in the card, and the new phone was gone.

After working hard for a whole year and returning to the pre-liberation overnight, there was an old semi-smart on the table, Fang Hui wanted to cry, and hit her fist hard, all because of the damn news.

"Turn off the phone first, the battery will run out in a while." Lin Qiuyue helped turn off the semi-smart phone.

She knows this mobile phone, charging for two hours, talking for 5 minutes.

"Ah!" With a heavy sigh, Fang Hui lost all strength and lay down on the table listlessly.The notebook was ruined, and she saved 2000 yuan during this time.

This money can buy two new mobile phones, but with Fang Jing's current level of vigilance, it may be even more difficult to save money in the future.

Forget it, let's make do with it, and we'll talk about it later, anyway, the end of the semester is not far away, just over a month.

After skillfully turning on the phone, closing the background applications, and clicking on the power saving mode, Fang Hui put the phone in his pocket.

Putting her arms around her shoulders, Lin Qiuyue smiled and said, "It's okay, I can play on my mobile phone for you, but you can only play at home."

"Forget it, I won't play anymore, it's not fun."

If she still has the mood to play with her mobile phone at this moment, then she is really missing a string in her head.

She is not a mobile phone addict, she is simply bored in class, and she changed to a new mobile phone for the sake of looking good, otherwise, there are luxury cars, computers, and tablets in Fangjing Villa, so she can't play anything.

"By the way, why did you suddenly have a convulsion just now?"

"My brother transferred the wrong account, and I thought it was for me." Fang Hui was still depressed when he mentioned this.

"Hahaha, how dare you think."

……

Nan Jing Entertainment, Fang Jing met Yang Zi and Xiong Li, the two of them are now completely separated from Huanrui World, Wang Jinsong came over after filming, only Shen Hao is still exhausted.

That guy is a vampire, and people are willing to let him go, but he still doesn't leave, saying that he wants to reduce the liquidated damages, and he is preparing materials to file a lawsuit.

I have been working for several years, and I have made a lot of money for the company over the years, including endorsements, film and television, and variety shows, among which there are a lot of bills, and the lawsuit may not be over for a while.

"Old Xiong, thank you for your hard work. There are not many artists in the company. You help train them. If possible, select a few seedlings. After a while, new people will join. You will still be the manager."

"Understood, I understand!" Xiong Li nodded heavily, he thought Fang Jing was trying to test him.

But Fang Jing really didn't mean that, he already knew what Fatty Xiong was capable of.

The reason for waiting is to wait for a news, the news that a giant TV drama company disbanded the artist department.

(End of this chapter)