Chapter 2174

The next day, Liu Zixia was still playing chess with Duke Zhou, and was awakened by Yueyue.

"Dad, Dad..."

Wearing a pink sportswear, Yueyue is lying beside Liu Zixia's bed. The guy with small hand is really shaking!

If it wasn't for Liu Zixia's heavy weight, he might have shaken and vomited.

"Yueyue, Yueyue, don't shake it. Dad is going to throw up." Liu Zixia has a headache. Why did she get up so early today?

As soon as he opened his eyes, Yueyue blocked her mouth and said, "Dad, have you forgotten? Yesterday you promised me to go out with my aunt today? Why can't you afford it? "

After hearing Yueyue's words, Liu Zixia recalled it for a while. Then he remembered that he really agreed to play with the little girl yesterday.

After all, Liu Zihao, Liu Zixi... Several younger brothers and sisters have never been to Beijing several times. Since they have all come here this time, Liu Zixia plans to take them to Beijing to have a good time.

What's more, I've been busy with my work all this time. It's good to relax for a few days occasionally.

"Okay, Dad, get up right now, OK?"

Liu Zixia sighed and said, "go and play with my aunt first. I'll go to see you later, OK?"

There are many rooms in Liu Zixia's villa. After he came back yesterday, he didn't need to arrange for them. Liu ziye arranged for them directly.

"Well, I'll wait for you. Hurry up!" Yueyue nodded and ran downstairs.

I took a look at my mobile phone. It was just 6:30.

This little girl is so energetic.

Shaking his head, Liu Zixia got up from the bed and finished washing, changing clothes, shaving, etc. it was 7 o'clock.

Came to the living room, did not see the little guy.

Liu Zixia went to the kitchen and asked Li Meng, "Mengyi, Yueyue, what about them?"

"It's all in the front yard, isn't it?"

Li Meng, wearing an apron, was making breakfast. She said, "just now, Sisi, they said they would go out to practice martial arts. Now they should be in the yard."

"It's hard for these little guys to come out and play for a few days, but they don't forget to practice martial arts."

Liu Zixia went to the French window to have a look. He saw Liu ziye and her figures on the tempered glass not far from the lawn.

In addition to a few younger brothers and sisters, there are Yueyue and Hanhan. Not far away, there is a baby carriage. Yangyang blinks in the car and looks at it with big eyes.

"Why is Yang out there?"

Liu Zixia thought that he was wrong. He went out and said: "this morning, the fog is thick outside, and Yang Yang has caught a cold again."

"How could it be so delicate as you said?"

Li Meng glanced at Liu Zixia speechless and said, "OK, just call them back. You can have breakfast."

"Stop practicing, you guys. It's time for breakfast."

Out of the door of the living room, Liu Zixia roared directly.

"Daddy

"Teacher!"

"Seven brothers!"

Well, there's chaos.

At the same time, these little guys who practiced martial arts also quickly finished their work and ran over.

Of course, I didn't forget to push Yangyang's baby carriage. This little guy is expensive.

The dining room is surrounded by a table.

The table was full of noodles, steamed buns, milk and bread.

"How many times have you come to Beijing?" Liu Zixia broke off a piece of steamed stuffed bun and said, "tell me, where do you want to play?"

"Seventh brother, this is my first time to Beijing!"

Liu Zihao was a little embarrassed and said, "I want to go to Tiananmen Square to see the flag raising. I also want to go to the Forbidden City to have a look. It's said that there are many portraits of the emperor in it. Is that true?"

"Seventh brother, this is my third time to Beijing. When my mother came to Beijing for a meeting as a child, I followed her once, but I didn't play much."

Li Zifeng swallowed the noodles in his mouth and said, "I can't say that the Great Wall is not a hero. I'm going to climb the Great Wall once, and I want to go to Xiangshan to have a look!"

"And you, sissy?" Liu Zixia looks at Liu Ziqian.

"I want to go to NanLuoGu lane. I heard that there are many snack bars where I can buy many lovely accessories."

Liu Ziqian looked up at Liu Zixia and said, "there's also Yangmei Zhuxie street, where there's an online store called meeting someone. I'm going to punch in and take photos!"

"Well, I'll show you around these places."

Liu Zixia nodded and said, "as for the rest of the time, I'll arrange it. I'll take you to have fun these days."

"Great, you can go out and play!" The moon suddenly cheered.

"Look, I'm excited about you."

Liu Zixia touched Yueyue's little brain and said, "let's have a meal. Let's go to NanLuoGu lane and take you to eat delicious food."

……

Liu Zixia led the kids to Beijing to eat and have fun, but panda group was a little sad.

As Liu Zixia said, Panda Group has no sincerity of reconciliation.

At 12 noon, the time of a week has arrived, let alone the liquidated damages, and even the profits in arrears have not been sent to xiayue studio to negotiate.

And Liu Zixia between the agreement, Lin Yue is completely lost, equal to sell himself to Liu Zixia.

Now, panda building conference room.

All the shareholders of the group and the senior management of its subsidiaries sat around the conference table.

"Shareholders, I have already done what you asked me to do. Zixia refused me directly."

Lin Yue, dressed in a black professional suit, said: "it's impossible to cooperate with Zixia again. You'd better find another partner."

"Mr. Lin, is there no room for recovery?"

Lin Yue's voice just dropped. A middle-aged man who looks like he's in his 40s and looks quite energetic frowned and said, "didn't you say 5% of the shares?"

Lin Yue raised his mouth slightly and said sarcastically: "Mr. Bai, do you think there are a lot of 5% shares in the group? Do you know how much Zixia can make every year? "

"Mr. Lin, what do you mean by that?"

The middle-aged man looked up at Lin Yue and said, "it's just an artist. Even if you can make money again, you can still go for more than 1 billion."

Every year, panda group gives Liu Zixia a personal profit of about 500 million to 600 million.

As for the profits of Xia Yue studio, this is really not included.

So when the middle-aged man said that, he felt that he had said too much.

"Hiss!"

Lin Yue sneered and said: "my team and I have roughly calculated Zixia's income. His annual income is conservatively estimated at about 10 billion, not counting the profits brought by literary works and other personal industries."

When he said that, Lin Yue shook his head and said, "1 billion, ha ha..."

"No way!"

This time, not to mention the middle-aged man, the room in addition to Lin Yue, is a face to do not believe.

Can an artist make 10 billion a year?

Isn't that bullshit?

"Nothing is impossible." Lin Yue said: "and it was 15 years ago, that is, when he first started his career. Now, I can't say for sure."

"I still can't believe it."

"Yes, it's incredible."

"But if he is so rich, he really doesn't care about 5% of the shares..."

There is a lot of discussion among the shareholders and the top management of the group, but there are still more people who don't believe in it.

After all, it's incredible for them. When can artists make so much money?

Dong Dong!

Just as the crowd was talking, the sound of knocking on the door began to ring.