Chapter 1 I didn't earn much, only [-] million

"Xu Jia!"

"Open the door, don't think I don't know you're home!"

"You have the guts to embezzle 100 million funds from the studio, but you have the guts to open the door?"

"Open the door now, for Fa Xiao's sake, I can spare you one more time!"

Wearing sunglasses, Yang Mi slapped the door with gritted teeth, wishing she could smash the lock with her high heels.

If it wasn't for the fact that the studio planned to separate from the parent company and conduct some audits, I'm afraid it would have been found that there would be a loss of 100 million in a short period of time.

Originally, she wanted to call the police directly, but she thought that the Yang and Xu families were family friends, and that she and Xu Jia could be called childhood friends, so she went to the door to ask Xu Jia for an explanation.

Just when Yang Mi was unable to knock on the door, thinking that Xu Jia had absconded with the money.

Turning his head, a young man wearing a mask, sunglasses and a hat came up from downstairs.

The person who came was Xu Jia, whom Yang Mi was looking for so hard. No one could see that he, who seemed ordinary, had a net worth of [-] million at this moment!
Up to this moment, Xu Jia's whole body was like a dream, with a sense of unreality.

……

half a month ago.

When he woke up, Xu Jia realized that he had returned to 23 years from the New Year's Eve in 14 years.

It seems that God thinks that he has accomplished nothing all these years, and it has brought him back to the days when he was a treasurer in Jiaxing.

As long as he doesn't change jobs when the studio is independent like in his previous life, and honestly hangs out with Boss Yang, at least the RV doesn't have to worry about it.

However, brother is a man with dreams.

Especially knowing that the 14 World Cup in Samba has already begun.

Xu Jia "borrowed" Yang Mi 100 million for the time being, and invested all his brains in the semi-final match between the Samba Army and the German chariot.

In other competitions, Xu Jia naturally did not have the guts. After all, it has been forgotten for so many years.

But this game is an exception!
The Samba, which is regarded by everyone as the favorite to win the championship, lost its two core players, Neymar and Silva, and scored seven goals madly by the German chariot, creating the biggest tragedy in this World Cup.

Xu Jia studs directly, becomes a young model in the club, and goes to work in the sea when he fails.

Obviously, God did not live up to his expectations.

Xu Jia, who suddenly jumped out, startled Yang Mi, and when he saw who was coming, anger welled up in his heart, and he said strangely, "You are dressed like this, people who don't know think you are a star."

"Sister Mimi, you're tired from standing, let's come in and talk."

Seeing the furious Yang Mi, Xu Jia touched his nose, pulled Yang Mi into the room.

Anyway, it's not that Yang Mi has never been to this place before, but after the prosperity, the Yang family moved away.

"I thought you wouldn't be afraid, and it seems that I know what I'm doing is unethical." Yang Mi sneered, stepped into the room, crossed her arms, "Tell me, where did you move the money, and how do you pay it back? "

"What can't be moved? Let's borrow our relationship. The money has been invested in the World Cup." Xu Jia poured Yang Mi a glass of warm water.

"World Cup? What do you mean?" Yang Mi frowned slightly, wondering.

"It's just a bet on the score. I went to Europe to make a bet. I bet that Germany will play against Samba 7:1."

Xu Jia took out the beer and gulped down half the bottle, feeling too thirsty.

"You gambled with money? And the score was 7:1, Xu Jia, are you crazy? Let me tell you, you are committing a crime. If it weren't for the sake of your aunt and uncle, you would have been trapped in the game now." I’m in jail! And you know what stage the studio is in, this amount of money is not a small amount, it’s very important to me!”

Yang Mi's eyes widened. Even if she didn't understand it, she still knew that gambling was a game of chance.

Especially during the World Cup, how many people made a fuss, and there were not a few people who even stood on the rooftop.

Thinking of her hard-earned money, just being thrown in the water by Xu Jia, Yang Mi was about to explode.

"Miss Big Honey, you are already the boss, why are you so easily agitated." Xu Jia took out an International UnionPay card from his pocket, which was very ordinary but heavy.

Yang Mi froze suddenly, she was not a fool, on the contrary, she was very smart.

Yang Mi asked tentatively: "You boy, did you win the bet? Is it really 7:1???"

Xu Jia shook the bank card, smiled and said nothing.

Yang Mi sat down on the computer table next to her, and searched for the results of yesterday's game between Samba and German.

Her whole body became short of breath.

It's really seven to one!

With such an outrageous score, Xu Jia actually guessed it right?

"With this score, the odds shouldn't be low, right?" Yang Mi's palms were sweating.

"I don't earn much, just [-] million."

Xu Jia said lightly, even if Yang Mi was mentally prepared, her breathing could not help but stagnate.

She has worked hard in the industry for so many years, and she has not earned as much money as Xu Jia's game...

"It would be great if you voted more." Yang Mi said regretfully.

Such a great opportunity to make money is a rare opportunity in a hundred years, but if Xu Jia dares to double the investment ten times, then the independent funds of the studio will be more than enough.

"Please, 100 million is the maximum amount I can use. What's more...if you 'borrow' a little more, you won't be sitting here talking to me now." Xu Jia said helplessly.

I really thought he didn't want to, but the funds he can use in the studio are only 100 million.

As for himself, the total net worth is still negative.

Yang Mi gave Xu Jia a blank look when she heard the words. This bastard is still called a loan!
The mouth is strict!
Excuse me, let me lend you Barbara!

Suddenly, Xu Jia approached Yang Mi suddenly, and the heat was rippling in her ears: "Sister Mi Mi, we have borrowed or repaid, I borrowed 100 million and I will repay you 1000 million, and the rest of the money, I want to invest in our studio, what do you think?" How about it."

Xu Jia had thought about it a long time ago. With so much money, it is impossible to work part-time. It is impossible to work part-time in this life.Investing in Yangmi is the easiest and feasible way, and it also has the highest rate of return.

Let Yang Mi work for him, and win by himself, it would be wonderful to think about it.

"invest?"

Now that the studio is going to independently form Huanrui Media, it is the time when money is short, and the cash flow in Xu Jia's hands really makes Yang Mi's heart flutter.

With [-] million yuan, her studio will not be short of funds when it becomes independent.After all, one is to pay ransom to the old owner Huanrui Media, and the other is that the studio needs money for development.

Whether it is signing artists or producing film and television dramas, it is difficult to achieve these without sufficient funds.

"[-] million, I will give you the shares that satisfy you. As long as the money arrives, the contract can be signed at any time."

When it comes to equity distribution, Yang Mi becomes fierce, and the shopping mall is like a battlefield.

But with her relationship with Xu Jia, she didn't believe that Xu Jia would lie to her.

(End of this chapter)

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