After the Rebirth, She Became Mr. Song’s Little Ancestor

   Chapter 983

  Li Wenyan suddenly mentioned her mortgage, which sounded like she cared, but Tang Li didn't think he was a father who wanted to repay the two million for himself.

   Before Tang Li answered, Li Wenyan said again: "I filmed a few dramas before, did those producers not owe their pay?"

   "After finishing the final payment, the balance will be settled." Tang Li put down the spoon and smiled lightly at Li Wenyan: "Feng Qi has been discussing with the company recently and is going to get me a studio, saying that it is a reasonable way to avoid tax."

   Generally need to avoid tax, indicating that the salary will not be less than one million.

   "Have you been paid for the film "The Phoenix Concubine"?"

   Li Wenyan asked, his expression became more gentle.

  Tang Li nodded: "At the end of last month, the bank's account has already been credited."

  Song Jingtian's position is next to the main seat, with Tang Li on the right.

   Listening to the conversation between the father and daughter, he turned to look at Tang Li.

   Seeing that Tang Li's face did not show any sign of incompatibility with his biological father, Song Jingtian leaned forward, took a bottle of Maotai on the table, and after unpacking it, unscrewed the bottle cap.

   Then, poured Li Wenyan a glass of wine.

Li Wenyan couldn't ignore Song Jingtian's move.

   Fortunately, his abdominal wound has healed, and it doesn't matter if he drinks a little.

   No longer only concerned about the salary, Li Wenyan picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and did not forget to praise: "This wine has a delicate taste, a mellow body, and a prominent sauce flavor, but it tastes better than the Moutai I have ever drunk!"

   said, picked up the wine bottle and took a closer look.

   "If you like it, I'll bring you two more bottles next time."

  Tang Li was the first time he saw Song Jingtian being so polite.

   As for Li Wenyan, he has drunk hundreds of thousands of wines, and I am afraid that he has long despised this kind of big and thousands of wines. Now he behaves like drinking the best wine, but it is because of Song Boyan's Buddha-faced appearance.

   After Li Wenyan had finished drinking the glass of wine, Song Jingtian immediately held the bottle and poured it again for him.

   After drinking two glasses in a row, Li Wenyan put down the glass and continued the topic just now: "It's good that you don't owe the salary. It is said on the Internet that you took tens of millions of "Huang Fei". This salary is enough for you to have ten houses in Zichen Garden."

"Dad looks at me too highly." Tang Li took the bottle of Maotai from Song Jingtian's hand and poured a glass for Li Wenyan: "The producer of that play offered me 25 million, and the brokerage company split it up. Seven-tenths, after paying the tax, it will only be five million in my hands."

   For Tang Li's remarks, Li Wenyan was undecided.

   He picked up the wine glass, and then said again: "The recent filming is a star drama, and the salary they pay you should not be as low as before."

   "It's only two million." Tang Li put the bottle back on the table.

   "How did I hear that now that you are in the circle, the price of the show has been reported to 50 million."

   These words, Li Wenyan used a teasing tone.

  Tang Li followed with a smile: "If it was really the price that Dad said, the money I donated to the Children's Rescue Foundation would have to be doubled, and I wouldn't have to keep digging at Sosuo, and I've only given a few million now."

  Li Wenyan's eyes twitched and he looked straight at the daughter.

   Even if he looked at him, Tang Li's eyes were still straight: "Dad, what's the matter?"

   Before Li Wenyan looked away, an unbearable colic came from his stomach.

   This feeling is like eating something bad.

   There are faint signs of farting.

   "Dad?!" Tang Li's uneasy call was in his ear.

   The sudden headache gave Li Wenyan the illusion that he was about to bleed from the seven orifices.

   was about to speak, when a nausea shot straight down his throat!

   (end of this chapter)