Chapter 982
It is not difficult for celebrities in the entertainment industry to make tens of millions a year.
Tang Li is not as good at spending money as Yuan'er.
Li Wenyan still remembers that Tang Li bought a commercial house in Zichen Garden after filming "Concubine Huang", which indirectly verified that the sky-high salary that Ouyang Qian said was true.
In addition, the artist also has endorsement and advertising income on hand.
Moreover, Tang Li recently received a star drama.
Putting it all together, in Ouyang Qian's words, today's Tang Li should be worth tens of millions.
Turning over the 100 million yuan is imminent for Li Wenyan.
Only by making up the money in time can we stop the continuous fermentation of public opinion. Without the antiques, what happened in southern Yunnan that year, even if we re-investigate it, it is a case that the public said that the public is reasonable and the mother said that the mother is reasonable. 's headless koan.
Now in this family, the most valuable thing is Ouyang Qian's company equity.
However, when he was upstairs, he just mentioned equity, and Ouyang Qian expressed his attitude——
If you want her to resell the equity, it is better to delist Tianyi directly!
At that time, he didn't tell Ouyang Qian about the antiques, but now when he mentions the loss of the antiques, Ouyang Qian sneered, as if he was watching a play on the sidelines.
Even if Ouyang Qian relented later, Tianyi could only get 20 million working capital.
This number is a full 80 million from 100 million.
Even if he sacrificed his face to borrow it from relatives and friends, it would cost 10 to 20 million yuan.
Li Wenyan didn't plan to really move Ouyang Qian's equity until it was exhausted.
Because Tianyi Group was the last retreat for the Li family.
As for the remaining tens of millions...
——If Tang Li really had the money.
Li Wenyan wanted to explore Tang Li's truth at the dinner table, but he didn't realize that the guest Tang Li brought home was actually Song Jingtian.
Song Jingtian followed Tang Li into the restaurant behind him, holding a bottle of Feitian Moutai in one hand.
When he went downstairs, Tang Li wanted to help him carry it, but was sternly refused.
Although Song Jingtian was still a half-year-old, Li Wenyan didn't dare to neglect the fact that he was Song Boyan's younger brother.
Li Wenyan got up to greet him, and Song Jingtian also handed Maotai over: "This is for you."
Even though Li Wenyan was troubled, he had a smile on his face at the moment, and acted like a kind elder: "I have to taste this wine!"
When Tang Li opened the chair, he beckoned Song Jingtian to sit down.
Song Jingtian found that Li Yuan'er was opposite him, and turned around to switch places with Tang Li.
Tang Li lowered his head: "What's wrong?"
Of course, Song Jingtian didn't dare to talk about the scolding between himself and Li Yuan'er. He rolled his eyes and followed Tang Li's hand to open another chair: "I just want to sit closer to your father."
Tang Li: "..."
After the little guy finished speaking, he dragged the chair to Li Wenyan's side.
It was just a dinner seat, Tang Li also followed him, but when he turned his head, he found that Li Yuan'er was staring at Song Jingtian.
Tang Li picked up an empty cup on the table and placed it in front of Song Jingtian.
This action just blocked Li Yuan'er's eyes.
Li Yuan'er turned around and met Tang Li's eyes.
Tang Li's condescending eyebrows raised her hatred for Song Jingtian in his eyes.
Thinking of how she was teased by Song Jingtian, Li Yuan'er clenched her chopsticks tightly, even though she didn't look at Song Jingtian, she still cursed this shameless little bastard in her heart.
Tang Li had just served the soup for Song Jingtian when he heard Li Wenyan ask: "Last time I said I bought a house in Zichen Garden, how is the mortgage now?"