Li Dongyang was slightly stunned, and reflexively rubbed his eyes.
It's only been a week?
1 million?
Is this money being picked up from the ground?
Li Dongyang stood in front of the counter for a long time.
To be honest, he really couldn't believe his eyes.
I started as an ordinary employee—no, I'm still an ordinary employee now—but I've managed to earn some extra money through my own skills.
Li Dongyang pulled out his bank card and wiped it several times. Yes, that's right.
Just as he was checking again, his phone rang once more.
It's still warm in summer.
"By the way, I'm going to your place later to sign the new song contract. I'll transfer the licensing fee to your bank account in advance."
Li Dongyang entered the password while answering the phone.
The balance displayed this time is different again.
"Did you receive the authorization card? 600,000. The profit sharing will still be calculated as before."
"By the way, I'm planning to start an entertainment company. Would you be interested in investing in a tech company?"
"You want to start a company?"
"Why not?"
"Sure, why not? I'm just worried that since your contract hasn't expired yet, you might have to pay a penalty for breach of contract."
"Don't worry about that."
"If you agree to bring the contract over this afternoon, we will distribute dividends according to the shareholding system once the company is operating normally."
"Of course, being a shareholder also carries risks, so you need to assess it yourself."
“If we don’t become shareholders, we will continue with the current cooperation model, but we will earn relatively less money.”
A million dollars arriving in a week? You call that a little? Damn, isn't that a bit too much?
While Li Dongyang was still at the bank entrance, Xia Nuan had already driven her Porsche toward the residential area.
There were two contracts in the car: one was a new song authorization agreement, and the other was a shareholding agreement.
Xia Nuan knew she had a good voice, but she also needed good songs. It's like playing a game; no matter how good you are, you can only fight hand-to-hand.
With the right equipment, even a newbie can hold out for a long time.
Xia Nuan knew very well how important Li Dongyang was to her.
He might be writing songs for her now because of feelings, but what about in the future? Life is long, and many unexpected things can happen.
The only thing that will never change is monetary interests.
Of course, Xia Nuan didn't intend to do it this way. She just knew that the entertainment industry was lucrative, and that releasing a good movie or even a good song could sustain a person for a lifetime.
Xia Nuan is a grateful person, and her suggestion that Li Dongyang invest in technology stocks stemmed from her gratitude.
Of course, the risks she mentioned are real risks.
No one can say for sure what will happen next.
"Or you can send me your location and I'll come pick you up."
"No need, I'll just take a taxi back. There are plenty of cars around here, it's very convenient."
"Okay, I'll wait for you at home."
After signing the contract in the afternoon, Xia Nuan had no intention of staying.
It's a bit awkward, after all.
"It's already 5 o'clock, why don't you grab a bite to eat before you leave?" Li Dongyang looked up and asked Xia Nuan, who was getting up to leave.
"No, I have something to do."
The two exchanged a brief glance.
The next moment, Xia Nuan's face flushed red all the way to her neck.
"Then I'll be going now."
"Okay, then be careful on the road."
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By the time Xia Nuan arrived, it was already 6:30 pm and dark.
These past few days, when she wasn't home, the house was all dark and gloomy.
However, today is a bit unusual.
In the past, when Li Jing came, she would only stay in the living room, but this time the lights in both bedrooms were on.
Xia Nuan entered the room with a puzzled expression.
A kind and familiar face appeared in front of Xia Nuan.
"Aunt Liang, what brings you here? Didn't you tell Sister Jing you'd come after the New Year?"
Aunt Liang was a middle-aged woman in her early forties, slightly plump, about 160 cm tall, with long, naturally curly hair tied back.
"Of course I have to come now that you need me. There's no reason to take the money and not do the job."
"I've tidied up your room and walk-in closet. They're being disinfected with ultraviolet light right now. I've already put the clothes you need to change into on the first floor."
"Once the pork rib and lean meat congee that's been simmering in the pot is served, it's ready to eat."
"And your shoes, I've taken all the ones that could be dry-cleaned to the dry cleaners, and the ones that could be washed are drying on the rooftop for you."
Xia Nuan changed into slippers, walked to Aunt Liang's side, and hugged the woman in her arms.
Over the past few years, she has taken care of Xia Nuan's daily life. Although the two have a boss-employee relationship, Xia Nuan never puts on airs in front of Aunt Liang.
Xia Nuan was very kind to Liang Qiong because this Aunt Liang looked somewhat similar to Xia Nuan's mother.
Liang Qiong also felt sorry for Xia Nuan from the bottom of her heart.
Xia Nuan is about the same age as Liang Qiong's daughter, and perhaps because she is a mother, she feels great sympathy for Xia Nuan's background.
Xia Nuan has a withdrawn personality and is not good at speaking, which others perceive as arrogance.
Actually, it's just that I'm not good at expressing myself.
"Aunt Liang, you know how to cook egg noodles."
"Egg noodles? Do you want some? I'll cook them right now."
"No, I just want to learn how."
Although Xia Nuan grew up in a single-parent family, she was pampered by her mother from a young age. She had everything that other children had. When she wanted to help her mother with chores, her mother wouldn't let her and told her to focus on her studies.
So Xia Nuan's inability to cook wasn't because he deliberately didn't cook, but because she genuinely couldn't.
In other words, her mother protected her too well.
Aunt Liang smiled and took the designer handbag from Xia Nuan's hand, her smile very kind.
"It would be good for girls to learn it too."
"Not to serve others, but because I can make whatever I want to eat myself."
"Let's begin now."
"Huh?" Aunt Liang was taken aback.
"Is there a problem?" Xia Nuan asked when she saw Liang Qiong standing there speechless.
Liang Qiong first touched Xia Nuan's forehead, and then touched her own.
"You don't have a fever!"
"Aunt Liang, I don't have a fever. I just want to learn how to cook."
"Are you unwilling to teach me? Are you afraid I'll steal your skills?"
Liang Qiong quickly waved her hand, "With my meager cooking skills, why would I be afraid of you learning my techniques?"
I was worried you might be hungry since you just got back.
"Want to learn cooking skills? That's easy. Just eat your meal first."
"Go change your clothes and come out for dinner."
"After you've eaten, I'll slowly teach you how to cook. It's not too late."
Although Aunt Liang isn't a professional chef, she's exceptional at making everyday dishes.
Kung Pao Chicken, Spicy Chicken, Chicken Stew with Mushrooms, Cold Mixed Pig Ear, Shredded Pork with Green Peppers, Twice-Cooked Pork with Potatoes, Steamed Fish—all these are within my capabilities.
Just looking like your mother isn't enough; you also need to have some real talent.
Otherwise, Xia Nuan wouldn't have asked her to teach her.
Aunt Liang nodded as she watched Xia Nuan walk away to her bedroom on the first floor.
Xia Nuan has grown a lot in the past six months.
Before, I could count on two hands the number of times I even went into the kitchen, let alone cook.
As soon as she got back today, Xia Nuan said she was going to cook. Liang Qiong had a bold guess: Xia Nuan must have gotten a boyfriend.
The only thing that can change a girl is her boyfriend.
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