Oh my god! My secret husband is a billionaire

Jiang Li stayed at home for a whole week and finally finished the learning software that he had spent three years designing.

Moreover, the test results were very, very good, with unanimous five-star reviews. Netizens left messages one after another, begging for the book to be published and sold.

If this thing is sold, it will definitely make huge profits.

She felt that she would become rich soon. She could imagine the amount on her account card increasing rapidly by closing her eyes.

In fact, these days, she was not shy about avoiding Qin Ming at all, but was working overtime on private work and had no time to pay attention to him at all.

We are all adults and have been married for almost three months. Who can't make a joke about a long-nosed elephant?

On Saturday morning, she received a strange phone call. "Hello, Teacher Jiang, I'm Duan Heng, the director of Apple TV. Tomorrow is the weekly broadcast time for our song and dance miracle show. Are you free to come to rehearse today?"

"Hello, Director Duan. My door is blocked by fans right now. So Yueyue and I have agreed that we will rehearse at home. Just tell me the performance time!"

The director flattered her. "Well, Teacher Jiang, we'd like to invite you to perform the closing number. Is that okay with you?"

Just a few days later, even the director of Apple TV had to humbly call her Teacher Jiang.

Of course, in addition to Qin Ming's reasons, Jiang Li's own popularity is also worthy of Apple TV's strong pursuit.

Jiang Li rarely pays attention to entertainment news or watches short videos. In addition, he has been very busy recently, so he had no idea that his Douyin account had suddenly gained more than 10 million fans.

This is a super big IP.

Unfortunately, there was only one dry piece of text in it, which Yueyue had posted to her a few days ago.

"Hello everyone, I'm Jiang Li. I'm joining Douyin today. This is my personal account. If you're a fan of mine, please follow me!"

The poor 10 million plus fans followed me silently for a week, but all in vain.

She didn't even show her face, and she didn't even bother to update a single word. If it's really too much trouble, at least she could just post an emoji, to give everyone something to look forward to!

"What time is the finale?"

"All the shows will be over by 10 o'clock. After you and Tong Yue finish your performance, we still plan to do a short interview. If possible, we can chat until 10:30. Is that okay with you?"

What Jiang Li hates most is interviews. The last live phone broadcast almost got her killed, so of course she doesn't agree.

"Performing is fine. Interviews are unnecessary!"

The director pleaded with a smile. "Teacher Jiang, please, please help me. The fans want to see you the most right now. Don't worry, we will take good care of your friend Tong Yue. Although you are not short of money, we will also do our utmost to provide you with treatment."

"For a single performance, we'll give you a 300 million appearance fee, and the interview is separate. How about 600 million for 20 minutes?"

Jiang Li stretched out his fingers and counted. Oh my god, 900 million? Is this the God of Wealth's ancestral grave smoking? Why is he appearing so often lately?

"OK, alright!"

900 million! Back in the day, that was something you couldn't even imagine. Even if you chatted for two days and two nights, let alone 20 minutes, until your tongue got tied, you still had to take the job.

No wonder everyone wants to be a star. The money is so easy to make. It comes quickly and happily, even more exciting than the wedding night.

"Teacher Jiang, I heard that the neighborhood you live in is now blocked by reporters and fans. If you can't come out on Sunday, please give me a call. I'll send a few traffic flowers over there to divert traffic."

Jiang Li said proudly, "No need, I'll just climb the wall!"

The director was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"No, no, no, Mr. Jiang, safety first, health first. You absolutely cannot climb over the wall. You are a royal concubine, more precious than the Empress. If you get hurt, our TV station can't bear the responsibility!"

Jiang Li felt his worry was completely unnecessary. "Don't worry, Director, it's okay. It's just a small wall. I can climb it in two steps. Don't worry, I'll be there on time."

The director was not at all reassured. "How about we buy you a ladder?"

"Moving a ladder? Wouldn't that attract more attention? It would be strange if people didn't block it. Don't worry, Master, I will secretly choose a deserted place and jump down."

The director's heart was in his throat.

"Two meters and eighty, you dare to jump? Teacher Jiang, do you think you are a cat? I absolutely will not allow such a dangerous thing!"

"Hey, Director, don't worry. Our school's wall is only three meters high. I can climb it every day without any problems. That's it, a piece of cake!"

Jiang Li accidentally revealed another big secret, exposing all his past.

The director couldn't persuade him any further. "Then be careful. Don't turn over your head."

Because the TV station had already released the news that Jiang Li would perform in the musical miracle as scheduled, the entrance to the community was already crowded with people on Sunday, making it impossible to get through.

All the police officers from the district police station were dispatched, but they still couldn't control the situation.

A celebrity has moved into this neighborhood, and housing prices have tripled. But residents are struggling to get around, feeling unsure whether to celebrate or feel unlucky.

Towards evening, a dark shadow suddenly jumped onto the top of the wall and then disappeared.

That speed is as fast as the thief in the movie.

"Oh my god, I just saw a ghost, flashing past the wall!"

"What the hell! Where do ghosts come from these days? It's clearly a black cat!"

"Cat? What kind of cat is 1.67 meters tall? Could it be Jiang Li?"

"Oh my god! Jiang Li, it's Jiang Li, Jiang Li ran away! She's over there, chase her!"

What the hell was there to chase? By the time these people reacted, Jiang Li had already jumped into the sports car and sped away.

As a result, within just one minute, the story of the beauty climbing the wall became a hot topic again. Even before the Dancing Miracle program started, it was pushed to a climax by the enthusiasm of the online and offline audiences.

While waiting for the traffic light to turn red, Wang Xing turned around and asked with a smile, "Ms. Jiang, we're so familiar with each other, can I ask for your autograph?"

Jiang Li found it incredible. "We're so familiar with each other, why do you want an autograph? If you're a fan, why not just give me a call? Wouldn't that be more useful than an autograph?"

"No! It's my girlfriend. She's a huge fan of yours and calls you hubby every day, which makes me feel like I'm losing my position. She even begged me on her knees for an autograph. Tell me, how can I refuse?"

Jiang Li signed his name twice, and Wang Xing handed over another pile of cards.

"And my mom's, my sister's, my future mother-in-law's, my future sister-in-law's, my future niece's... you should sign them too!"

Jiang Li paused, "You're not a scalper trying to trick me into selling my autograph, are you?"

Wang Xing swore. "No way! If I become your scalper, I will never be able to marry!"

Wang Xing has been a diligent and honest rickshaw driver for more than ten years. How could he possibly be a scalper?

I can only say that Jiang Li is too popular! He doesn't dare to accept cards from his friends, and this one is just from his future wife's relatives, it's really hard to refuse!

"Okay, okay, I'll sign it!"

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Wang Xing thanked him repeatedly, and his attitude was more respectful than that towards his boss!

Not only Wang Xing, but after she arrived at the station, all the staff, from the station director to the director, mentors, judges, photographers... were respectful to her, and they called her "teacher" one after another, which made people flattered.