Reigniting cultural engagement investing?

This made Ying Zhicheng a little surprised, but soon he fell into deep thought and actually started to consider the feasibility of this.

Huayue Film and Television does not entirely finance the filming of TV series by itself.

Especially when we first entered the film and television industry in the early days, most of the time it was in the form of joint ventures.

It's just that it's really rare for an outsider in the film and television industry to come and get involved in something like Rekindle Culture.

But considering that the other party is the company of the author of the original novel, it is a little more acceptable.

In particular, Li Luo made a small request during the copyright negotiation, hoping that he could serve as the screenwriter of this TV series.

Obviously, Li Luo himself also values ​​"Little Joy" very much.

Not only does it value the copyright income, but it also values ​​​​the results after the novel is adapted into a TV series.

"I can't say anything about this." Ying Zhicheng thought for a moment and shook his head, "I'll have to wait until the next year to bring it up to the board of directors. We still have to see whether it will work and how much capital will be invested."

"It's okay, that's all I mentioned." Li Luo said with a smile, "It doesn't matter if it works or not."

He just had this thought on a whim.

After all, he now has a lot of cash flow.

But because the royalties are paid directly to the company's account, if you want to get it yourself, you will have to pay taxes.

Although relying on uncle Li Guoru's various reasonable and legal tax reduction methods, when it actually comes into Li Luo's hands, it will definitely be a little less than his normal personal royalties, but it won't be much less.

If you can keep the money in the company, invest it elsewhere, and let the money continue to make money, it may be much better than taking it out directly to pay taxes.

According to Li Guoru, unless Li Luo has something important personally, he will have to spend a lot of money to solve it.

Otherwise, when collecting dividends from the company's royalties every year, just distribute them directly according to the most appropriate tax line.

Hundreds of thousands a year are allocated to Li Luo's own account, but he actually doesn't spend much of it anymore.

For example, Li Guohong's Mercedes-Benz SUV is directly connected to the company account. Not only does it save tax deductions, but the car itself can also be taxed as an asset.

Li Luo's original idea was to take the company's money and invest in some stocks or something.

But in front of his parents and uncle, it was somewhat inappropriate for him, a person who had never speculated in stocks, to suddenly do this.

So after much thought, Li Luo felt that investing in film and television dramas was quite appropriate.

Especially if you invest in your own works, you must be safer.

…

After talking about this matter, Ying Zhicheng looked at the time and felt that it was almost time, so he stood up and said to Yuan Wanqing: "It's time to take you to the airport."

"Well, here we come." Just as a game of mahjong was finished on the mahjong table, Yuan Wanqing heard Ying Zhicheng's voice and stood up and said to Lin Xiuhong, "Sorry, I have to catch a plane, so I'll leave first."

"It's okay, it's okay." Lin Xiuhong stood up immediately and said with a smile, "We are all waiting to see you when we watch the Spring Festival Gala tomorrow night. How embarrassing is this? The big star of the Spring Festival Gala was at our house the day before.

Come eat."

Yuan Wanqing also laughed, and after saying hello to everyone else in the living room, she and Ying Zhicheng went downstairs, and Ying Zhicheng drove him out of Lijiacun and rushed to the airport.

Li Luo looked at the BMW speeding away and suddenly fell into deep thought.

Normally, wouldn't Yuan Wanqing just ask her driver to pick her up?

In the end, Ying Zhicheng had to take him to the airport himself, which was really suspicious...

Li Luo thought about how he had sent Xu Youyu home last night and had to have a long and deep kiss downstairs at Xu Youyu's house.

If you think about it from their perspective, you will probably know what Ying Zhicheng and Yuan Wanqing are planning.

Uncle Ying, please be safe, don't get killed... Li Luo muttered in his heart.

After Yuan Wanqing left, the topic about Yuan Wanqing became more heated in the living room.

When Yuan Wanqing was here before, Chen Lu and the others were too embarrassed to talk.

At this moment, Yuan Wanqing went to catch a plane, and Chen Lu and Chen Sijia suddenly started chattering excitedly.

Chen Sijia, who was originally quiet and silent, became more talkative at this time. She was holding the autograph given to her by Yuan Wanqing in her hand and looking at the group photo on her phone, she looked very happy.

"I didn't expect that a big star would come to our house." Li Xuexian couldn't help but sigh, "Li Luo, do you have a good relationship with Yuan Wanqing?"

"That's more than just a good relationship." Li Xiang said from the side, "All the songs Yuan Wanqing sang on the previous singer program were all written by my uncle."

"The main thing is that she is Yan Zhusheng's mother." Li Luo coughed twice, asking Li Xiang to say less, "This time Aunt Yuan is going to attend the Spring Festival Gala and will not be at home during the Chinese New Year, so Xixi brought Zhusheng to our place.

Let’s celebrate the New Year together.”

"It's good that there are so many people and it's lively." Aunt Li Xuexian smiled and said to Yan Zhusheng, "Just treat this place as your own home. Have you arranged a room for sleeping at night?"

"It's arranged." Ying Chanxi said quickly, hugging Yan Zhusheng's arm, "Zhusheng sleeps with me."

"Oh, then you two have a really good relationship." Li Xuexian nodded, but didn't think much about it.

But Li Xiang on the side looked at Ying Chanxi hugging Yan Zhusheng, and suddenly fell into deep thought.

It stands to reason that the feelings the two girls have for their brother-in-law can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye, so they cannot be unaware of each other.

In the end, we were able to sleep together at night, so intimate?

Depend on!

How did my uncle train him? That’s outrageous!

He didn’t even dare to write this in his own novels!

When Shen Dongdong and Mo Qinghan met, they could still see some shrewd Shura fields from time to time.

In the end, why can the two prototypes in reality get along so harmoniously?!

Sure enough, fiction requires logic, but reality does not need it at all...

Li Xiang looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly realized such a profound truth.

But why can’t I meet girls like Ying Chanxi or Yan Zhusheng?

My uncle really deserves to die!

In the living room, Yuan Wanqing left, and Li Xuexian took up the vacant seat at the mahjong table.

Lin Xiuhong took her two future daughters-in-law and Li Luo's aunt to continue playing mahjong.

Chen Lu and Chen Sijia took Li Luo and Li Xiang to play cards on the coffee table.

Cousin Chen Yongqi went back to his bedroom next door early, probably playing some two-dimensional girl game again.

But today is not New Year's Eve after all.

After playing until about ten o'clock in the evening, everyone in the living room dispersed and went back to their houses to get an early rest. They were still busy on New Year's Eve tomorrow.

Probably because on the first day back, Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng were quite honest and did not sneak into Li Luo's bedroom. They obediently went back to the next door and went to bed early.

Li Luo went back to the room and coded for a while, and then he had a rare peaceful sleep. However, when he first lay down on the bed, he felt a little uncomfortable.

I always feel like something is missing in my arms.

It wasn't until he took another pillow into his arms that he felt a little better and fell into a deep sleep.

…

Early the next morning, Ying Chanxi's bedroom.

In order to prevent Ying Chanxi from grabbing the quilt, Yan Zhusheng hugged her tightly to sleep.

The two girls cuddled up on the bed and slept soundly.

At this time, Ying Zhicheng got up early to deal with something because he had something to send to the company early in the morning.

Then he washed up, went to Ying Chanxi's bedroom door, knocked on the door, and told them to get up.

Seeing no response, Ying Zhicheng opened the door and took a look inside. He saw Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng hugging each other so intimately, sleeping sweetly.

When this scene came into view, Ying Zhicheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, unable to react.

He knew that Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng lived in Bihailanting when they were in school, and now they are classmates.

But considering the two people's subtle feelings for that boy Li Luo, Ying Zhicheng thought that their relationship wouldn't be particularly good.

The result...this...

Do they have such a good relationship?

Looking at the heartwarming scene in front of him, Ying Zhicheng felt a warm current flowing in his heart, and some of the original worries in his heart dissipated a bit.

I am also more confident about the showdown between the two of them when they go to college.

At least, since Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng have a good relationship, maybe they can more easily accept their relationship with Yuan Wanqing.

"Get up early." Ying Zhicheng stood at the door. After collecting his thoughts, he knocked on the door again and said to the two children on the bed, "Today is New Year's Eve, go next door to help."

"Well..." Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng were woken up by Ying Zhicheng.

Rubbing his eyes on the bed at this time, Ying Chanxi woke up slightly and muttered: "I know."

"Then I'll go downstairs first." Ying Zhicheng closed the door for them and went downstairs to have breakfast first.
To be continued...