She had never heard of this before.
"Uh… haha! It's like passive investing…"
Meng Lang glanced at Yan Weiwei's smug expression and couldn't help but tug at the corner of his mouth.
The 500,000 was half of his last racing reward, which had been invested in the movie under the guise of "sharing the blessings" by Yan Weiwei.
But this was part of Meng's private "little treasury"; the bulk of it was the 200 million yuan invested in Gao Yuan's name.
"You've got quite the fortune hidden away, haven't you? All quietly becoming a movie investor? The last time at the mountaineering club, you won a prize of 100,000 yuan, didn't you? Add in various consulting fees… Looking at it like this, you could probably live like a nouveau riche just on your side businesses in the future, couldn't you?"
Faced by Lin Haitang's meaningful look, Meng Lang was speechless in his heart; I've already been working hard to keep my account balance low…
