Su Jishi said calmly: "Maybe they have the same name and surname, they just happened to bump into each other."
Fang Jie was heartbroken: "Stop talking nonsense, the name is the same, so can the profile picture be the same?"
The head of "Mr. Mu" is a huge iceberg floating on the sea. The sea and the sky meet, and a sea level divides the boundary between the blue and the blue. Although the iceberg is large, only a small corner of its actual volume is exposed. The real body is hidden below the sea level, and no one can know its whole picture.
Su Jishi asked back: "Even if it is indeed Mr. Mu himself, so what?"
"'So what'?" Fang Jie scratched his heart and lungs, "Sister Su, I should be asking you this question? What is your relationship with Mr. Mu now? If you are really in a relationship, you must tell me!"
"... This one really doesn't exist."
"But look, when you were filming, he went to visit the set; after the filming, we went to have breakfast together; later in the private dining room, he also helped to clean the battlefield; not to mention lending you a horse this time..." Fang explained the crimes one by one. Come out, the more you speak, the louder your voice is, "What adjectives should I use to describe you? Secretly understand the song, or are you disconnected?"
Su Jishi also sometimes finds it strange that she and Mu Xiulun shouldn't have any contact anymore, but they always overlap by accident. And in the process of several contacts, he refreshed Su Jishi's perception of him time and time again. In Su Jishi's eyes, he was domineering and childish. It sounds very contradictory, but who made Mu Xiulun a domineering president who loves sugar
But... At this time, Mu Xiulun could only be regarded as "a slightly familiar acquaintance" in her heart.
Su Jishi asked, "Fang Jie, how much money can you get from me every year?"
Fang explained a number. As a broker, Fang Jie can get quite a bit of commission for each of Su Jin's contracts. This money is enough for him to buy 5, 6, 7, 8 apartments in a third-tier city.
Su Jishi nodded: "You have so much money in your hand, now that you spend twenty-five yuan to buy Xiaoxia a meal at McDonald's, does that mean you want to date her?"
Xiaoxia: "!!!"
Fang Jie: "???"
Su Jishi: "Electronic magazines cost five yuan a set, and five thousand sets are only 25,000 yuan. This money is not worth a bottle of red wine in the revolving restaurant. With Mu Xiulun's worth, it costs 25,000 yuan. To pick up a female star, who is this embarrassing?"
… well-founded and convincing.
Fang Jie was stunned by Su Jishi for a moment, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that what Su Jishi said made sense.
On the other hand, Xiaoxia hesitated, and asked in a soft voice: "But I think Mr. Mu is very kind to you. Why did you two break up? Is there really no possibility of getting back together?"
When Ah Shan heard this, his eyes widened and he scolded her angrily: "Xiaoxia, Xiaoxia, you usually look loyal and loyal, but now you're showing your flaws—are you a CP dog?"
Xiaoxia hurriedly covered her mouth: "No, no, I'm really a fan! It's just a CP occasionally! Believe me, I'll just kowtow casually and make myself cute."
Ah Shan persisted: "What do you mean 'enclosing the land from being cute'? Your circle is the earth? You have already danced in front of the Lord! Don't eat expired blood sugar, our sister Su has already untied him! CP dog zqsg suffered Scourge, do you understand?"
Xiaoxia felt the violence in the fan circle for the first time, and she cried out loud.
The two quarreled, and Su Jishi, who didn't understand a sentence next to him: "..."
Fang Jie was still anxious and reconfirmed: "Sister Su, are you two really...?"
Su Jishi: "Really, really." She said flatly, "You heard it in the pasture that day, Mr. Mu has become a horse lover now, I have spent so many years evolving to walk on two legs, not to mix with other people's cross-species of poignant love."
Fang Jie: "..."
Su Jishi pointed to the ranking list of local tyrants: "Believe me, this money is definitely for Linda Hu, and has nothing to do with me."
Su Jishi's tone was too firm, and Fang Jie was taken aback by her. The uncertainty in my heart gradually disappeared.
That's right, although the sisters of the Su family are beautiful, but Mr. Mu had taken care of Su Jin for so long before, and they didn't have any unplanned feelings. It's impossible to change another person, and Mr. Mu will be attracted
Moreover, Mu Xiulun even used the absurd words "girlfriend is a horse" as a shield. Presumably, he really has no intention of Su Jin
Fang relieved himself.
…
On the second day, there was a change in the leaderboard.
An account named "Lijuan_Jinyiwei" sprang up suddenly, and suddenly bought 6666 sets of electronic magazines!
Xiaoxia made amends, and quickly spit out the homework she had done: "This Lijuan is the group performer who took part in the scene when Sister Su went to the university town to film last time! She became a fan of Sister Su a month ago, because I often share Sister Su’s outfits of the same style, and Sister Su’s imitation makeup, and now I have become a big fan!”
Su Jishi frowned: "I remember she was only a freshman, where did she get so much money? You can contact her with the account of the studio, let the little girl concentrate on her studies, and don't spend so much money on chasing stars."
Xiaoxia hurriedly said: "Her family is very good, she is Bai Fumei..."
"Bai Fumei can't do it either, it's all family money."
Xiaoxia had no choice but to contact Lijuan. Lijuan never thought that her behavior of throwing 30,000 gold would alarm Jinjin. When she received the private message from the studio, she shouted excitedly in the dormitory, scaring the other roommates into thinking that their dormitory was something Time to raise chickens.
When she learned that Jinjin encouraged her to concentrate on her studies and not to spend too much money on chasing stars, she was even more moved. She quickly swore that the money was all from her part-time job as a model.
After explaining clearly, she posted the private message conversation between herself and the studio on Weibo, without saying a rainbow fart, only two words: [Cry Liao!]
In less than an hour, this Weibo was reposted.
"I cried so loudly that the Great Wall would fall down three times! What kind of angel is my fan!! Which celebrity would take the initiative to tell fans 'Don't spend money for me'???"
"Our Jinjin is really a very considerate little fairy. Every time the support club organizes support, Jinjin never accepts gifts, only letters and flowers, and even buys food for us out of her own pocket!"
"I was picked up at the airport once, and I was wearing a JK uniform. Jinjin thought I was a high school student, so she wrote on the notebook 'I wish you to be admitted to the ideal university' woo woo woo Now this book has been confessed and it is my family heirloom!"
"Jin, you just let me spend money! You and I have no chance to rely on me to spend money!!"
Su Jishi's starting point was obviously to tell everyone not to invest too much time and money in chasing stars, but somehow it aroused everyone's desire to consume. All of a sudden, the "True Me" e-magazine's local tycoon list was changing, and countless accounts with Su Jin's profile picture rushed up, trying to grab the top spot and let Su Jin know how much they love her.
…
A week later, the sales volume of "True Me" electronic magazine gradually stabilized. On the ranking list, the top three were all the accounts of Su Jin's support groups in various provinces and cities, while the last few were whitewashed by local tyrants who often appeared.
As for the first overlord "Mr. Mu"
I don't know which corner I was kicked to eat farts for a long time.
Su Jishi said: "Look, I said earlier that Mu Xiulun's 25,000 yuan was just for fun."
As a result, she had just finished speaking, and when she refreshed again, another surprising change appeared on the leaderboard—"Mr. Mu", who had disappeared for a long time, moved her finger, and poured a huge sum of money, overwhelming Su Jin's support groups once again. Official account, aspire to the top of the local tyrant list.
Fang Jie said quietly: "... Now, do you still think that Mr. Mu's money is just for fun?"
Su Jishi: "..."
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Of course, Mu Xiulun's money was not for fun.
But if you ask him why he buys so many useless e-journals over and over again, he can't explain it himself.
Since the publication of "True Me", the discussion has remained high, overwhelming all fashion monthly magazines on the market at the same time. This set of Su Jin's photos has also swept countless public accounts, becoming the No. 1 best film of the year.
There are many female employees in Mu Xiulun's company. During his lunch break, he "accidentally" heard several female employees in the tea room chatting about this magazine, and later "accidentally" learned that the physical book was sold out, "accidentally" I found that there are electronic journals for sale on the app.
So he downloaded the app "casually", found the e-newsletter "casually", and clicked to buy it "casually".
... It's so cheap, let's buy 5,000 sets first.
This is Linda Hu's first photobook. As the owner, of course he has to support love horses!
After the first sum of money was paid, he discovered that there was actually a list of rich people in the app. Seeing that his WeChat account was stately at the top of the list, he frowned, feeling extremely troublesome.
— If that woman Su Jin saw it, wouldn't she think that she bought these useless things for her
Forget it, the money has been spent, and I can't get it back. If Su Jin really asked, he would laugh at her for thinking too much, he was clearly supporting Aima, so what does it matter to her
As a result, a few days passed, and when Mu Xiulun finished his work and remembered this incident again, he realized that the account in WeChat had never contacted him at all.
Mu Xiulun: "..."
He clicked on the app and found that he had fallen out of the rich list.
So Mu Xiulun threw in another sum of money without even thinking about it.
After refreshing, Mr. Mu, with an iceberg head on his head, is the first in the airborne, and the scenery is unparalleled. Countless little shrimps suddenly appeared in the comment area, passionately discussing who this mysterious Mr. Mu is. He seems to be a very rich male fan, but why has he never heard of it in the fan circle
Everyone discussed and discussed, but failed to find out Mr. Mu's true identity. And the person who knew Mr. Mu's real identity was lying quietly in his contact list without saying a word.
Mu Xiulun: "..."
If I had to use one word to describe Mu Xiulun's current feelings, it would be "unhappy". Mu Xiulun thought, this is definitely not his small stomach, no one will feel happy if he is ignored
Mu Xiulun, who was in a bad mood, threw the phone into the drawer, called the secretary, and ordered work in a cold voice.
"Gao Ling, inform all director-level and above employees to go to the conference room now and hold a strategy meeting for the first quarter of next year."
Secretary Gao flipped through the calendar: No, it's not even November yet, what kind of strategy meeting for next year will be held! This quarter's report PPT has not yet been finished, and he just saw the boss of the investment department pulling his hair for a few figures on the way here!
But since the boss has a request, he can only bite the bullet and implement it.
Secretary Gao asked: "Then I will send out the meeting invitation, this will be... three hours?"
Mu Xiulun glanced at the mobile phone in the drawer and said, "Five hours."
Boss, boss, what's the matter with you! Haven't you always been known for being efficient! What will take five hours, do you plan to buy another mine! ! !
…
As it turns out, it turns out that Mu Xiulun's ambition cannot be filled with a single mine.
At the meeting, the young businessman who had just won the Indonesian nickel mine revealed his next business plan to his confidantes: he was no longer satisfied with copying the old path of M Moser Mining Group and becoming a "mine boss" , he decided to expand his business territory and move towards the field of new energy!
When mentioning new energy, the first thing many laymen think of is solar energy and nuclear energy. But in fact, in the civilian market, high-nickel batteries are the most popular new energy sources.
High-nickel batteries are the core of batteries for electric vehicles. Just as ordinary fuel vehicles cannot do without gasoline, electric vehicles cannot be driven without electricity. The amount of nickel in the battery determines the capacity of the battery.
Mu Xiulun does not intend to rashly enter the battery industry. Batteries are highly polluting industries. The state has already restricted the establishment of new factories, and most of the existing factories are state-controlled, and private capital is not welcome to enter. However, he can take a step forward and become an upstream manufacturer-produce "nickel intermediate products", that is, "electrolytic nickel" and "nickel sulfate"!
He took a great risk in this step, but high risk also represents high return.
... This meeting lasted from the original five hours to six hours, seven hours, eight hours... The leaders expressed their opinions and everyone had concerns, but in the end, they were all persuaded by Mu Xiulun one by one.
By the time this exhausting, yet invigorating meeting is over, the end of the day is long past. The clock was approaching twelve o'clock, and while complaining, several directors and general managers picked up their briefcases and ran away quickly.
Secretary Gao was also dizzy from the amount of information this afternoon, and fell down at the desk without a picture, and asked: "Mr. Mu, I don't think you need to do battery business. Your power is too sufficient. You can use it for more than 48 hours. Long standby time! Unlike me, charging for two hours, working for five minutes, and finding a power bank when the battery runs out.”
Mu Xiulun asked, "Power bank?"
Secretary Gao replied: "It's just to find something that can relax me, such as petting cats, dogs, and playing games."
Mu Xiulun frowned: "What is 'lu'? This word is really ugly."
Secretary Gao hurriedly explained: "It's a very serious meaning, a bit like 'play'. It's hard to explain the specifics, anyway, you can use the word 'roll' for anything that relaxes your body and mind."
Mu Xiulun nodded with a half understanding.
When there were exchanges, Secretary Gao asked him: "Mr. Mu, how do you charge when you run out of battery?"
Just as Mu Xiulun opened his mouth, the phone that had been quiet for a whole day suddenly buzzed—it was the notification tone of WeChat.
Mu Xiulun absolutely didn't know how fast he picked up the phone; he didn't even know that the moment he saw the WeChat, the corners of his mouth curved to the sides, and his frowning eyebrows were instantly smoothed away.
On the screen, a familiar name popped up.
Dr. Su: [Transfer - 100,000]
Dr. Su: Why don't Mr. Mu get involved with the fans rushing to the rankings
Mr. Mu: I voted for my girlfriend, is there a problem
Dr. Su: …
Dr. Su: No problem.
Dr. Su: I wish you and your girlfriend an early baby.
Mr. Mu: Thanks, but I like girls.
After finally gaining the upper hand, Mu Xiulun was in a great mood.
He put down the phone, saw Secretary Gao staring at him eagerly, thought for a while, and replied: "You asked me how to charge it? - I'm masturbating."
Secretary Gao: "???"
The author has something to say: Sister Su: Fuck me? Sorry, I don't have that function :)