Ding's study room.
Ding Junqi leaned back in his chair and looked at the data on it, then asked Yu Dong how much money he still had in his account.
Yu Dong's answer to him was a bit heartbreaking. After all these years of filming, he had only really saved 20 million.
Ding Junqi is the best actor, but he is not the actor with the highest price tag. His movies are mostly written with good scripts, but the production costs are not that exaggerated, so he can always maintain a record of zero bad movies.
20 million, which is not even enough to pay the employees’ salaries before the project is completed.
"Are you in a hurry for money?" Yu Dong asked on the phone, "The remuneration for "Different Space and Time" has not been settled yet. According to the price given to you by the director, you can still get some."
His salary for the movie "Alternate Time" was not particularly high, so compared to his current situation, it was a drop in the bucket.
"I'm thinking of a solution." Ding Junqi said, ending the phone call with Yu Dong. He couldn't tell anyone about the current situation of the Ding Group.
Mrs. Ding came in with water, looked at her troubled son, reached out and put the cup in his hand, "Junqi."
"Mom, why haven't you rested yet?" Ding Junqi opened his eyes and asked.
"Is the company's situation serious? I heard from your aunt that neither your aunt nor your second aunt has paid back the money, and your uncle's previous incident also caused the company to lose a lot of money." Mrs. Ding asked worriedly .
"It's normal. The company has just gone through major changes. It's normal for there to be a shortage of funds. I can solve it." Ding Junqi said, looking down at the time, "Is my dad asleep?"
Mrs. Ding nodded, "Junqi, if the company-"
"Mom." Ding Junqi knew what her mother was going to say, so she interrupted her words directly and reached out to hold her hand. "The decoration company was founded by my father, and I have worked hard for the company for so long. I can't Let the company fail like this.”
Mrs. Ding sighed and could only feel sorry for her son.
"Go to rest early, don't rush at this moment." Mrs. Ding said, patting her son's hand before turning around and going out.
After Mrs. Ding went out, Ding Junqi packed up the documents on the table, but instead of going back to his room, he drove away from home.
Letian took Ding Yueyan to his home. Although the matter was resolved, Ding Junqi had no intention of letting them move back.
Ding Yueyan didn't want to sleep today. At the moment, he was leaning in his mother's arms and letting her tell stories.
While Letian was telling stories with Ding Yueyan, she was worried about Ding Junqi. She sent several messages to Ding Junqi today, but Ding Junqi didn't reply to her. In the past, if not within seconds, he would reply to her within an hour at most, but today he didn't reply. Got back to her.
"Mom, mom—" Seeing that his mother had stopped speaking, Ding Yueyan couldn't help but shout, "What happened to the little tiger in the end?"
Letian came back to his senses and looked down at his son, "The little tiger finally found his mother, and then followed her home. Okay, go to sleep." Letian put down the storybook in his hand, covered Ding Yueyuan with a quilt, and then read Towards the outside.
Ding Yueyan murmured a few words by himself. Seeing that his mother ignored him, he slowly fell asleep.
After Ding Yue'an fell asleep, Lecai got up and went out.
The clock outside showed half past eleven, but there was still no notification on her phone that Ding Junqi had replied to her message.
Lotte wanted to pour some water, then walked to the window and looked down, trying to see Ding Junqi's shadow.