Rebirth: I Became Mr.President's Beloved-Chapter 990

Lai Wenyan suddenly brought up her house loan, seemingly concerned, but Tang Li didn’t feel like he was suddenly filled with fatherly love and wanted to pay off the over two million for her.

Before she could answer, Lai Wenyan spoke again, "You’ve filmed a few dramas before, the producers shouldn’t owe you any royalties, right?"

"The final payment was settled right after filming." Tang Li put down the soup spoon and gave Lai Wenyan a slight smile, "Feng Qi has been discussing with the company recently about setting up a studio for me, saying it can help with reasonable tax avoidance."

Generally, needing to avoid taxes indicates that the salary amount is not less than a million.

"Did the payment for the TV drama ’Phoenix Concubine’ get transferred to you too?"

Lai Wenyan spoke calmly, with a gentle expression.

Tang Li nodded, "By the end of last month, the money was already in the bank."

Song Jingtian was seated near the main seat, with Tang Li still to the right.

Listening to Lai Wenyan’s seemingly heartfelt inquiries, Song Jingtian turned to look at Tang Li, seeing her composure in dealing with her father without any hostility. He leaned over, took a bottle of Moutai from the table, unsealed it, and unscrewed the cap.

Then, he poured some wine into Lai Wenyan’s glass.

Lai Wenyan could hardly ignore this move by Song Jingtian.

Fortunately, his abdominal wound had healed, so drinking a bit of alcohol didn’t matter.

Not just focused on discussing royalties, Lai Wenyan picked up the wineglass, took a small sip, and then nodded, "This wine is delicate on the palate, rich in body, with a prominent sauce fragrance, and a lasting aftertaste. I’ve had Moutai before, but none tasted as good as this bottle!"

As he spoke, he picked up the bottle for a closer look.

Having his wine praised, Song Jingtian straightened his back.

"If you like it, I’ll bring you two more bottles next time."

It was the first time Tang Li saw the little kid being so polite.

As for Lai Wenyan, who’s had wines worth hundreds of thousands, he might not care much for those worth just a few thousand, but now, he seemed genuinely delighted, as if he’d tasted a rare exquisite wine.

All in all, it was for Song Baiyan’s sake.

After Lai Wenyan finished half a glass, Song Jingtian immediately held up the bottle to refill it for him.

After drinking two glasses, Lai Wenyan looked at Tang Li again, picking up the earlier topic, "It’s good that there are no outstanding royalties. Online, it says you earned tens of millions from ’Phoenix Concubine.’ With that kind of fee, you could easily buy ten houses in Zichen Garden."

"Dad overestimates me." Tang Li took the Moutai from Song Jingtian’s hand and leaned over to pour it for Lai Wenyan, "The production team offered me twenty-five million for that drama. The agency took seventy percent, and after taxes, I only got around five million."

Lai Wenyan neither agreed nor disagreed with this explanation.

When he picked up the wine glass again, he asked, "The current drama you’re shooting for prime-time, they wouldn’t be paying you as little as before, would they?"

"Just a little over two million." Tang Li put the wine bottle back on the table.

"I heard that currently, the price for you to take on a role in the industry has reached fifty million."

Lai Wenyan said this in a joking manner.

Tang Li smiled back, "If that were the case, the money I donate to charity would have to be several times more, not just a few million by now."

Lai Wenyan’s eyes twitched, looking at Tang Li with a piercing gaze.

Tang Li’s gaze was steady, even when making eye contact with him, showing no guilt, "Dad, what’s up?"

However, before Lai Wenyan could speak again, a cramping pain hit his stomach.

It was a sign of eating something bad.

Then, a wave of nausea surged up his throat.