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Chapter 421 Being a Teacher
Once successful and famous, he soared into the sky, and Wu Jing suddenly stepped into the series of famous directors. Dozens of media are waiting to interview him every day, which is completely different from ignoring him before the release of Wolf Warrior 2.

"Director Wu, when will the next film be filmed, even if I lose everything, I will definitely support it."

"Brother Jing, Gou Fugui, don't forget each other, if you need an actor, remember to call me brother."

"Beautiful Brother Jing, I really didn't misread you. Speaking of which, we haven't seen each other for a long time. When will we invite everyone out for a few drinks?"

The investor who rejected him before changed his face, and the brothers who had not been in contact with him for a long time called one after another to give their blessings.

Wherever you go, you are friends, and you are the center of topic focus.

"Sure enough, it's different when you have money. Others speak more politely." On the car back to the hotel, Wu Jing lay in the back row with his eyes closed and mocked.

Xie Lan drove without turning his head and said, "If it wasn't for the box office hit of Wolf Warrior 2, who would know you? Let me tell you, don't be confused. Few of these people are friends. During this time, don't go out and socialize less. Hide and talk."

"Also, don't promise others indiscriminately about Wolf Warrior 3. It's something that doesn't even have a clue. It will be a joke if you can't come up with a script."

"I know." Opening his eyes, Wu Jing's cloudy eyes gradually cleared up.

From not being popular to being popular, to not being popular and now, after so many years of working in the industry, he knows exactly what the entertainment industry is like.

Few of those friends helped him out when he was in trouble.

"In this regard, you should learn from Fang Jing. Although he is young, but this young man is mature and stable. It will be a disaster in a few years."

As a host for so many years, Xie Lan has met too many people, and interviewed [-] or [-] entertainment stars.

Among these people are graduates from key universities, super-stars and old actors, but in terms of vision and sophistication, few can compare with the scene.

Today was the first time she met Fang Jing. This young man had an indescribable aura. He was clearly in his early twenties, but he was tactful and sophisticated in his ways. Both his words and his way of doing things made people feel like a spring breeze.

In the group of young people, he looks simple and honest, in the group of middle-aged people, he is shrewd and knowledgeable, and in the group of women, he has another face.

"It's not just a few years, but now it's terrible!" Looking for a bottle of mineral water to drink, Wu exhaled in surprise, "The net worth of 20 billion in the few years since debut, how many can you find in the entertainment industry?"

"20 billion! That much?" Xie Lan opened his mouth wide.

Before shooting Wolf Warrior, Wu Jing had worked hard for more than ten years and only had tens of millions. Although this kind of income is not high, it is still quite a lot, and it is considered medium.

Now Wolf Warrior 2 has a box office of 60 billion, and it is possible to have a base of 90.00 billion after sharing the accounts. With a net worth of [-] billion, it will kill [-]% of the nine stars in the entertainment circle.

But now Wu Jing actually said that Fang Jing has 20 billion, which is terrifying.

"Two billion is just an estimate, and the intangible property behind it is the scariest thing." Wu Jing continued: "I specifically checked on the Internet, and he has more than a dozen companies under his control. Although they have just started, once they start to make profits in two years, I don't know how much money I make."

Xie Lan nodded thoughtfully, "His Nanjing Entertainment is not small, and it is developing very well now. If he is willing to sell it, there are probably people willing to buy it for [-] or [-] million yuan, right?"

"Seven to eight billion?" Wu Jing chuckled, "You underestimate Fang Jing too much. In two years, at least add a zero after it."

"No way? He can't do this when he robs money..." As if thinking of something, Xie Lan suddenly realized, and his heart was even more frightened.

Turning his head to look out of the car window, Wu Jing's eyes flickered. Many people thought that Fang Jing was already at its peak, but they didn't know that he had just started.

This is a potential stock, so we must pay close attention.

……

"Boss Fang, congratulations, are you still willing to come back?" Nanjing Entertainment, Yang Ning brought Fang Jing a glass of water, with a smile on his face.

"Why don't I come back?"

After closing the door, Fang lit a cigarette, and his fingers couldn't help trembling slightly. He was so excited that so much money came into his account all of a sudden.

"What are you going to do with the money?" Yang Ning said while sitting on his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck.

Feeling the weight of his sweet buttocks, Fang Jing turned his body slightly, letting her get closer. "Part of the money is kept in the company as backup funds, part of it is used for investment, and part of the remaining money is saved and donated."

"How much to donate?"

"3000 million!"

"So much?" Yang Ning pinched him and threw the cigarette away.

"I'm destined to never spend so much money in my life. It's nothing to give back to the society. If I don't bring it in life, I won't take it away in death."

Today, Fang Jing is no longer the rural boy who wrote The Metamorphosis for thousands of dollars, and his money will last forever.

Han Hong is right. All real stars have a sense of social responsibility. They have to leave something behind in life.

He is not a good person, and the beauty of Xiangche has no resistance, but while enjoying it, it is still possible to contribute to society as much as he can.

"Forget it, whatever you want, anyway, the money is yours."

With so much money, donating tens of millions is still acceptable. Yang Ning didn't object. She got up, picked up the phone on the table, played a hit song, and turned up the volume.

It's hard to block the enthusiasm, but the sound insulation in the office is not very good. There are employees outside in broad daylight, so it's hard to be heard.

Outside the door, Wu Jiajia was holding a document. He was in a dilemma when he heard the sound of music in the house. He blushed and thought about it and returned it.

close to get off work...

"Boss Fang, you're finally out."

"What's the matter?" Holding his waist, Fang Jing raised his breath. The tortured little goblin almost squeezed him to death, and now he was trembling when he walked.

After taking a contemptuous glance, Wu Jiajia quickly recovered her expression, "There is a school looking for you as a teacher."

"Do you want to donate money?"

"I don't know, I'll ask you to talk and ask when I have time."

After success, fame will follow. Although there are not many singers in the entertainment circle who are teachers, there are some, and both parties take what they need.

"No, I don't have time." Fang Jing shook his head.

Not one or two people are looking for him as a teacher. Someone came to him last year, but they were rejected. What kind of teacher is he at this level?It's almost the same as mistaken people's children.

And as a teacher, he has to go to class, so he's out of the entertainment industry?
"Don't dare to go!" Yang Ning came out of the office, straightened the folds on the OL's skirt, blushed slightly, "Which school, give me the information,"

While looking at the information, Yang Ning said: "You are good at everything, but now people are criticizing you for your academic qualifications. Isn't it good to have this layer of identity behind you? Who will dare to say anything about you in the future?"

"Then why did you let me refuse last year?"

"Last year was last year, when a private university invited you to be a teacher, it is not worthy of virtue, and it is easy to cause controversy, which is not a good thing."

"What's this called?" Fang Jing's face is black, his virtue is not worthy, is his virtue not good?
"Let's talk about it first." Turning around, Yang Ning entered the office.

Wu Jiajia followed closely behind, looking at the wrinkles on the back of Yang Ning's skirt, and then at Fang Jing. The office smelled strongly of hormones.

A pair of five-finger handprints were printed on the clean white desk, which should be Yang Ning's.

"I didn't call you." Fang Jing turned his head and glared at Wu Jiajia.

"Oh!" Sticking out her tongue, Wu Jiajia turned around with a resentful smile.

(End of this chapter)