My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Chapter 253: Ning Qing, How Much Have You Made In The Past Six Months?

“Miss Ning, I’ve read your information. You’ve risen very fast in the entertainment industry this year. The “City of Love” has gotten you on the Forbes Rich List. To be honest, although I like your potential very much, you are too young after all. Now that Young Master Lu has introduced you, I’ll chip in an buy some shares. We open an entertainment company together.”

Ning Qing laughed and tucked a wisp of silky hair from her cheek behind her ear with her fair little hand. She raised her eyebrow and said, “President Song, I don’t want to open an entertainment company with you.”

Since his time was precious, she went straight to the topic.

“Oh?” Song Jin showed some interest. “Miss Ning, you are the first person to refuse me in these years. Why?”

“To quote President Song, although I am very optimistic about President Song’s overall strength, Song Zong is too old-fashioned after all. I am afraid to be tricked by you and make less money by opening an entertainment company with you.”

“…” Song Jin paused, and then laughed, he looked directly at Ning Qing, “How does Miss Ning know that I will trick you?”

Ning Qing’s pair of autumn eyes sparkled, “Opening an entertainment company, with my status and influence in the entertainment industry now, it would inevitably be famous and popular, President Song always wants to use my fame, but still said that it’s because of Young Master Lu, you rely on your age to bully the younger generation, if this is not tricking me, what is it?”

Song Jin sat there and looked at Ning Qing thoroughly. “It’s a bit interesting! What is the purpose of Miss Ning’s arrival today?”

“President Song, I want to follow you in financial investment, stock speculation.”

Song Jin laughed and took a sip of tea from the cup on the tea table, carelessly saying, “Miss Ning’s wishful thinking is really good. Everyone knows that I am a god of wealth in investing and speculating stocks. Wherever I invest, the company would surely be profitable, but you know nothing about investing and speculating stocks, how do you want to cooperate with me?”

“President Song, do you know Yin Muchen?”

Song Jin put down his teacup. “Of course I know.”

Ning Qing nodded. She leaned her delicate back into the sofa chair, her eyes aggressive. “I have a good friendship with Big Brother Yin. If I want to invest in stocks, I can just follow him, but I prefer to look for you, because Big Brother Yin specializes in the business industry, while President Song invests in the entertainment industry. Since it is the entertainment industry, how can President Song just say that I don’t know anything about it?”

“I have invested in Huang Cheng Cinematics. With my personal fame and the big sale of “City of Love”, President Song can estimate how much the price of Huan Cheng has risen. Just imagine how much you can earn if President Song knew about it in advance, or if I had disclosed the news to President Song before investing in any movie? There must be a professional investment and financial management team behind God of Wealth President Song, but how can they be better than my insiders’ news? I can give President Song first-hand information as long as my fame is still there.”

This was a typical case of turning fame in the industry into rolling profits behind the scenes. As long as they had tacit understanding while cooperating, it would be a win-win situation.

Song Jin was no longer laughing. He looked at Ning Qing thoughtfully. After 30 seconds of silence, he asked, “Miss Ning, why do you want to invest in stocks with me?”

“It’s very simple. I want money.”

“Ha…haha…” Song Jin was in a good mood. “Miss Ning has grown rapidly and steadily ever since entering the entertainment industry. Your vision is both accurate and far-reaching. As long as we cooperate, your status will certainly rise to a new level.”

“No such thing, President Song makes the big money. I pick up bits and pieces after you. I wish that President Song can become the Buddha earlier here.”

Not God of Wealth, but Buddha.

Song Jin was very comfortable to be flattered by this flatterer. He patted the tea table and said, “OK, deal.”

Ning Qing flashed a warm smile. “President Song, I will send a lawyer to finalize the contract with you tomorrow. I hope we can cooperate happily.”

Ning Qing stretched out her little hand.

Song Jin slowly shook hands with her. “Miss Ning, very few women have shaken hands with me. You are the first one who is so young.”