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At 7 o'clock in the morning on Sunday, May 8th, Lei Hao finished brushing his teeth and washing his face, and saw Qiu Yuting, who had bought breakfast, already waiting in the living room of the hotel suite.

"I heard from Yingfeng that you stayed up late again?" Qiu Yuting helped Lei Hao open the lunch box for breakfast and asked with a smile.

"Check some information." Lei Hao didn't go to bed until 2 o'clock last night, but he was used to this rhythm and was not affected mentally.

Taking the chopsticks and eating breakfast, Lei Hao thought about the next stage of work.

There were a total of thirteen new films in last night's box office rankings. Three of them did not meet the expected box office standards. After deducting four films that did not perform well, six films performed better than expected.

Most of the investment in the six films comes from four film and television companies, all of which are listed companies. Since no listed film and television company has obtained the qualification for margin financing so far, Lei Hao plans to build a position in the stocks of these four companies.

But among the six films, "Paradise" had such outstanding results, and the profit contained in it was so great that Lei Hao didn't want to let it go, and he already had several plans in mind.

"What securities are you interested in again? Tell me and let me make some money too." Qiu Yuting asked with a smile. She now admired Lei Hao's vision very much.

"I plan to take a chance on the stocks of film and television companies, but time is tight and there is little selling, so I can only invest tens of millions of funds." Lei Hao answered, while eating breakfast.

Qiu Yuting rolled her eyes. She dared to throw tens of millions into the market even though there were not many sales. The entire project team only had 120 million in funds. Several percent of the investment amount was thrown around. Only Lei Laohu could be so willful. .

"Speaking of movies, it seems that we have never been to the cinema together." Qiu Yuting blinked, with expectation on her expression.

"Let's finish the work in the morning and go see it in the afternoon." Lei Hao thought for a while and said, he also attached great importance to the first date between the two.

"Okay, by the way, let me tell you some good news. The doctor said that my grandfather's condition has stabilized." Qiu Yuting finished speaking happily, with a little sadness on her face, and said: "Unfortunately, even if you wake up, it will be difficult to recover if you want to." It’s unlikely.”

"It'll be fine, don't worry too much." Lei Hao comforted him. He actually didn't have much fondness for Qiu Xiangnan. The old man favored boys over girls and had already made complete preparations at the will and law firm. He was just waiting for his legs. After a while, all the family property was left to Qiu Zhenshan.

This is nothing, but Qiu Xiangnan had long expected that Qiu Yuting and Qiu Zhenshan would have a dispute when the accident happened at Yingyi Securities, but he arranged for Qiu Zhenshan to suppress Qiu Yuting, which is thought-provoking.

Lei Hao often stayed with Qiu Yuting these days. He could detect the loss and sadness in the other person's heart, and he could also understand why Qiu Yuting left the hospital during the day. Compared with the quieter nights, there were too many relatives and friends of the Qiu family present in the hospital during the day. There should be a lot of gossip.

Wanting to comfort Qiu Yuting, but couldn't find the right words for a while, Lei Hao could only bury his head in his breakfast, planning to spend some time with his girlfriend today.

But that’s how people are. When you are poor, you only have time, but when you are rich, you have no time.

After breakfast, Lei Hao read the information for a while. At 9 o'clock, he started a video conference with several project team members who stayed in Yangcheng and often needed to work overtime according to the agreed time. After explaining the work, things started Come to the door.

"Mr. Lei, hello." It's still Li Gaotang, but the professor is not alone now. There is a young beauty in her twenties beside him. She has a sweet smile, but Lei Hao feels heavy-headed just after hearing the introduction.

"Professor, I'm very busy, and I donated 2 million for the transaction last night. Isn't it a bit too frequent if you ask me to participate in the charity auction in the afternoon? The big rip-offs have to fatten up." Zai." Lei Hao looked at the invitation in his hand with a helpless smile on his face.

Sure enough, as Qiu Yuting said, as soon as she made her first donation, a bunch of charities would come to her doorstep. This young woman with a sweet smile was a staff member of the China Rare Disease Foundation.

"Mr. Lei, that's not what I meant, that's really not what I meant." Li Miaotang said hurriedly. He had not yet completed the option transaction with Lei Hao, and he was very concerned about Lei Hao's opinion.

"Mr. Lei, this charity auction is hosted by the film and television singer Sanqi Tianwang..." The beautiful member of the foundation who was following Li Mingtang said quickly. The professionals were really eloquent. A charity auction that required donations was abruptly blocked. It is said to be a salon for high-end people.

There are rumors about a superstar inviting everyone to watch a movie, or a popular actress singing for everyone, but these are all false. The purpose of the foundation is simple and clear, to let rich and kind-hearted people go to a movie, and then attract celebrities. Holding a charity auction can at least raise several million more donations.

The reason why the film and television company agreed is very simple. They can promote the movie and hold such preview screenings and charity auctions. They are famous and effective, so why not do it.

But it was Lei Hao who suffered. Today's preview was entirely to create a pretext for a charity auction, and all the people invited were wealthy people. Although he could see an unreleased movie in advance, after this one, the five-digit It's just a starting price.

Lei Hao donated the equivalent of 2 million last night, and today he was asked to pay for it. He, a poor boy, couldn't bear it. He was about to refuse, but he heard a topic that interested him.

"'Paradise' is a..." the foundation beauty continued.

"You mean, I can see the movie "Paradise" in advance? The one that premieres at 0:00 on the 14th, right?" Lei Hao curled up the corners of his mouth and asked calmly.

"Yes."

"Give me an invitation."

…

After seeing off Li Mingtang and the staff of the foundation, Lei Hao remembered the guest list he had just asked for, and then looked at the invitation in his hand with an inexplicable smile on his face.

"I'm giving you an invitation. With this gesture, Lei Huhu, you won't be able to excuse yourself if you don't pay for it." Qiu Yuting said half teasingly, half as a reminder.

Lei Hao's train of thought was interrupted and he turned around with a puzzled expression. After listening to Qiu Yuting's explanation, he thought he had learned another trick.

Generally, for a meeting or something, the organizer usually sends out an invitation letter, which is polite but also makes the host and guest have a slightly equal status. In the case of invitations, the organizer lowers his attitude a little and gives the guests enough face.

Lei Hao is holding the invitation card now, which means that he has accepted the foundation's low-profile invitation. At that time, he will more or less have to spend some money to support charity.

If it weren't for Qiu Yuting's reminder, Lei Hao wouldn't have known this kind of knowledge. The highest level of invitation he had ever received in his life was to go to a hotel for a meal. This was the first time for such high-end things as a charity auction.

"Just give me the money, it's not like I can't afford it," Lei Hao muttered. Looking at the invitation in his hand, he had some thoughts in his mind: "This may be an opportunity..."