I’m Almost Losing to a Muggle

It's not ironic that Lin Dong did well.

He really hopes that artists can make money.

think about it.

Generally 20 to 80 percent.

The artist gets 80% and the company gets 20%.

Out of the 20%, half of the artist team will be deducted, as well as the monthly fixed salary of the artist and the artist team, five insurances and two gold, miscellaneous, and so on. In the end, there is not much left in the company's hands.

Even if an artist earns 100 million a year.

It is estimated that the amount in Lin Dong's hands is more than 10 million.

And there are not even ten domestic stars who can earn more than 100 million yuan.

Since it won't hinder Lin Dong's plan to lose money, Lord Wizard can also bless them

In fact, the company's current artists are all losing money.

Low-end advertising endorsements and catwalks, in fact, with their external conditions, they can win some, and they can also get a little appearance fee.

Manager Qian Na found a lot.

It's a pity that Lin Dong rejected them all.

How can I earn any money!

Is it okay to pursue a little bit, we can't just go fishing in a dry marsh.

The artists were so touched that they finally held back their restless hearts and honestly lived on a monthly salary of 30,000 yuan.

Three fat brothers, let's hold a meeting to discuss the third issue.

Lin Dong's play hasn't finished filming yet, so it's really not easy to find time for it.

He didn't pay any attention to the scenes that had already been turned on by Brother Qixi.

The difference is clear at a glance.

There is no way, he can eat several meals every time he shoots a variety show, but he can only eat box lunches when he shoots a movie.

What?

Added chicken legs.

Isn't it a box lunch with chicken legs?

It is a bento with chicken legs added.

The second issue is being edited, but the photography team has almost rested and can start work at any time! Mr. Lin, you decide where to shoot the third issue.

Zhang Sanpang ran with the photography team all day long, and he looked like a coal briquette, but he was in good spirits and full of energy.

The third issue...

Lin Dong's tone was complicated, but without much hesitation: Let's go to the Northeast, Shengjing will be fine.

Some things, after all, need to be faced.

Escape is not the answer.

The person he crossed over did not jump out of a crack in the rock.

It is not easy to raise more than a hundred catties after birth.

It cannot be said that it can be wiped clean.

In the past half a year, Lin Dong has thought of many ideas, including inviting the second elder to work and paying tens of thousands of yuan a month in salary, or investing in the second elder's grilled chicken rack business, expanding rapidly and then listing on the main board...

It's a pity that the system is like a sand sculpture popping out of the cracks in the rocks, and there is no concept of loyalty and filial piety in the mind.

Lin Dong had to work hard to make money by himself.

If he didn't have to pay taxes, he would have $250,000 now.

He planned to take the opportunity to go back to the Northeast, first to buy an elevator room for the old man, and then buy some property after making more money. Even if he went back to the wizarding world, the old man would not have to worry about a miserable end.

Lin Dong checked, and the average house price in Shuncheng is only 3,800 yuan. Even if you choose a location with a better location, you can pay a down payment of more than 200,000 yuan to the head office.

Northeast, good boss, I'll fly over tonight for a field inspection, and the plan will come out tomorrow.

Zhang Sanpang did not raise any objections.

As a licking dog, you should lick along the fur.

Lin Dong negotiated with the crew of Jinyiwei and gave him a week's vacation to film this variety show.

When he left to fly to Shengjing Taoxian Airport, it happened that Broken Love had been in theaters for a week.

The box office has exceeded 180 million.

This is something that Lin Dong could have predicted as early as the moment of settlement.

Except for the congratulatory sounds that were too harsh, and the suspicion of sprinkling various seasonings on the wound, there was nothing else to worry about.

And after returning from the northeast, he can beg for food from those reporters.

If he didn't admit it, he would cast a depilatory spell on the guys, punishing their hairlines.

Lin Dong was stunned when he came out of the airport with his luggage.

It's... It's snowing!

It's not yet December, why is it snowing.

It rarely snows in London.

Even if it falls, it is a thin layer. In the era when Lin Dong lived, even snowflakes were not white.

In the heavy snow in Shengjing, the snowflakes are bigger and whiter.

After leaving the airport, Lin Dong was a little dazed.

Because he had to deal with private matters first, he came here first this time, which was considered to be two days early.

【System, where is my home】

【hehe】

【Master System (you), how should I go home】

【Call and ask your mother】

Lin Dong recently read an ancient Chinese poem when he was studying.

The young and the young leave home and the eldest returns, the local accent remains unchanged, and the mane hair declines. The children met each other and did not know each other. They laughed and asked where did the guests come from?

He is worse than that man.

However, the brain is a good thing, and Lin Dong quickly recovered his IQ.

he--

I took out my ID card.

His registered address was clearly written on it.

Dumbfounded is not.

Little sample, thinking it would stump a great Auror.

Do you think we are vegetarians after so many years of training?

Then I searched on Qiandu Maps, and a group of ** numbers sat at home.

Lin Dong's family lived in a very old community, an old building from the 1980s, with bumpy roads and dark and steep stairs.

He stopped at the door and knocked, but no one answered.

Only then did he remember that there was a bunch of keys in his pocket, and he opened the door after trying two.

It's not cold inside, it's warm.

This is because of the heating.

People in the south probably don't have this kind of experience.

The place where Lin Dong lived before crossing had a fireplace—the one that used Floo powder.

There was no one at home, so Lin Dong put down his things and called.

Where did you go, I'm back.

Oh, son, why are you back now? Didn't you say you're still filming? Your dad and I are setting up a stall in front of No. 42 Middle School.

Are you going to take the stall back?

Students all come out for lunch. Business is going well. You watch TV at home, and we will go back after we are done.

Lin Dong had no choice but to rush to No. 42 Middle School.

There are many stalls in front of the school, but there is only one grilled chicken stand.

An old man with short hair but completely silver-white and wearing a mask is holding several chicken racks and constantly turning them over.

His movements are so skilled that they seem to have been repeated billions of times.

And another woman was busy cleaning up the bone fragments left by the students after eating on the folding table.

This is Lin Dong's parents!

That irresponsible guy traveled through time without saying a word.

I don't know where I went.

Does he not want to leave in another world, or does he desperately want to come back and reunite with his parents.

The two old men looked here from time to time while working.

So soon I saw Lin Dong standing across the road.

Their son, wearing a dark blue windbreaker, looks heroic, standing in the snowy streets of the small town, like a character in an ink painting.

Thanks to Chen Ren, moyinyu, Sanqian Fanchen Shouxinggong, Mo Wangfeng, Qian love1314, and book friends 20200110154844627 for their rewards