Chapter 1406
Mutation
After getting off the plane, I asked the airline to take it back to Northeast China, and also asked the company to settle all the expenses in advance.
If you're borrowing a plane from Teacher Zhao, you have to follow the rules; you can't leave the bill with him.
They also paid a separate cleaning fee of tens of thousands of yuan to give the plane a thorough cleaning, inside and out.
This was also done to show Teacher Zhao that he had been to the island nation, and regardless of whether anything happened, he had to make her feel better.
Borrowing and repaying well makes it easier to borrow again.
Saying goodbye to Jun'er and his two companions at the airport.
Jun'er held his arm and thanked him repeatedly, shaking it for a long time.
"We'll talk about everything else after we eat."
"You guys are busy."
"I also need to get back to my work."
"Let's part ways for now, but keep in touch," Zhang Yuan said briskly, waving goodbye with a smile.
The three men watched him leave, feeling that he had gained a bit more "technical flair" compared to before.
Zhang Yuan hasn't changed; what has changed is their hearts.
His fluent Japanese and ability to access advanced science books created a special filter in these people's perception of him.
"Can he actually get what he's talking about done?"
"Yes, that sounds nice, but it's not that big."
After he had walked away, the two whispered among themselves.
“Indeed.” Jun’er frowned as well.
Zhang Yuan then agreed to two more "tasks" for him.
These two items are only slightly larger than those from Sharp.
The issues are similar, but the issue is on a higher level.
Therefore, Jun'er is also uncertain.
But seeing Zhang Yuan's confident demeanor, he began to have doubts.
"Let's go back and have a meeting with all the colleagues who hold shares."
“Let’s discuss the possibility of selling a portion of our shares in proportion to our holdings for the next round of financing,” Jun’er said to the two representatives.
He's incredibly cunning.
If I were to simply give up my shares, wouldn't that just weaken my say?
Everyone needs to contribute their efforts and shares, according to their shareholding ratio, and share the financing risks together.
Because shareholders also benefit from the company's valuation growth after financing, their rights and obligations are equal.
"So what are your financing plans?"
"What is the target, and how much are you prepared to pay?" Lin Bin asked immediately, after all, he was the company's de facto second-in-command.
We need to be cautious about bringing in such an "outsider," who isn't even a technician or developer.
At the very least, risks must be controlled.
"They put in a lot of effort to get this Sharp deal done."
"In addition, I think most of them are sincere, so I plan to take it slowly and give out an appropriate small portion of equity."
"But if he also needs to get the two things he mentioned later done, I guess I'll have to make some changes to my plan."
"We cannot judge people with prejudice; we must be fair."
“We have the technology and perseverance, but our methods for dealing with problems are still relatively limited.”
"It's not a bad thing to have a compatriot who thinks and acts from a different perspective."
Lin Bin understood that Jun'er's words had basically set the tone for the matter.
He intends to accept the other party, but the specifics will depend on subsequent developments.
Lin Bin smiled and did not object.
Since the company was founded, it has always adhered to a pragmatic spirit.
Just take one thing as an example: many people think the brand name Xiaomi is outdated.
Why use "whole grain" as a brand name when it's not even a staple food?
Before choosing Xiaomi, these people had discussed a bunch of alternatives.
Such as Lingxi, Antong, Xuande, Qianqi, and Hongxing.
There is only one standard, and it is concise and powerful!
There are no more than two characters.
Because Jun'er had worked on many projects with impressive-sounding names when he was at Kingsoft, but none of them were successful.
On the contrary, the name Kingsoft, which sounds rustic, is actually quite good; people know it as soon as you mention it.
Jun'er immediately understood: forget about artistic stuff, nothing beats something easy to remember!
Actually, my first choice was Red Star, but when I registered, I found that brands like Erguotou Electronics and Business had also registered, so I couldn't use it.
And the website domain name has already been registered, which is another hassle.
Otherwise, the phone would really share the same name as Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor).
Therefore, both the company name and the logo adhere to the same principle: they should be easy to remember instantly, regardless of age or gender, after just one glance or one listen.
Brands like SF Express, Pinduoduo, and Nongfu Spring are easy to remember and their business is immediately obvious.
Brands like Want Want and Wahaha, which sound festive, are even better.
Jun'er and the others are pragmatic.
Now we'll see if Zhang Yuan's claims are more "practical" than he puts them.
I went home first.
"You're back." Cheng Hao was at home preparing dinner.
"Hey, why are you leaving? The fish is just out of the pot, so fresh. Sit down and have a bite."
"I'll take a shower first."
"What's the rush?" The older sister stood up, chopsticks in hand. "Why aren't you listening to what I'm saying? You're just slipping inside."
As Zhang Yuan walked, he instructed his assistant, "Throw away all the clothes I took off... burn them."
Cheng Hao: There's a problem!
As soon as I got back, I took a shower and then burned some clothes.
Is this... because I'm afraid I'll smell a vixen on me?
He then put down his chopsticks and followed them into the house.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Yuan was taking off his shirt when he noticed Cheng Hao picking up his suit jacket and sniffing it.
"Are you inhaling radiation?"
"Hiss... there's a smell." The older sister squinted and savored the smell carefully, finally coming up with a suitable description after a while: "The smell of a computer room."
"Is your nose that good?" Zhang Yuan took it and sniffed it as well.
It must be the smell of thermal grease and copper heat sinks after being heated to high temperatures. Jun'er and his friends are all tech geeks, so they definitely smell it.
"Put it down, don't touch it, you're going to throw it away anyway."
"Good clothes can be dry cleaned even if they get dirty, it's such a waste to throw them away." Old Man Cheng got excited again.
"I just visited an island nation where there was a nuclear leak."
"Ah!" The older sister was startled when she heard this and threw the clothes at him.
Zhang Yuan: ...
What are you going there for?
"I have something important to do."
"So I take a shower first, several times, until I'm completely clean."
"You eat by yourself, I'll eat alone later."
I scrubbed OO three times with soap, until OO was all wrinkled, before I came out of the bathroom.
After changing into a set of home clothes, he went out into the yard and saw his assistant holding a brazier, putting his clothes into it one by one to burn.
He kept chanting as he burned the offerings.
"When you go down there, remember to find a good family."
Zhang Yuan: ...
Should I prepare another black and white photo for you?
"That's not a good idea," the assistant said, turning around.
"You fucking know it's bad?!" Zhang Yuan raised his hand and flicked him on the forehead.
"Why didn't you burn it in a corner? Why did you have to burn the clothes in the middle of the yard? People who don't know any better will think I'm dead."
"Your own clothes will burn soon too... Don't take them off in the yard!"
The assistant stopped what she was doing, looking completely innocent: "I was just taking off my coat, why are you so nervous?"
"Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense. Change your clothes first, go out and go to the barbecue shop three alleys away and buy me 100 skewers, 10 large kidneys, and a roasted lamb leg."
"Let's eat together and have a good time!"
Upon hearing this, the assistant almost burst into tears.
I've been eating instant noodles these past few days...
Let alone not eating the dishes of a simple life, even if we did, so what?
Their "staple food with staple food" eating habits mean that ramen can be eaten with white rice, fried dumplings can be eaten with white rice, and there are even things like white porridge over rice that are hard to understand.
Although, based on rice prices, it might be more expensive than eating meat.
Their rice has risen to 1000 yen per kilogram.
Their rule is that anything other than plain rice can be served as a side dish.
Even sashimi isn't as satisfying as grilled lamb chops.
Ten skewers of juicy, grilled lamb, each held between two flatbreads. With a whoosh, the oil and meat all spill onto the flatbread. Grab them with both hands and start eating. The aroma of carbohydrates mixed with the fat—that's what life is all about.
I had a really big meat feast, and I'm in a great mood.
People are only happy when they are well-fed and watered.
But after keeping warm, one is more prone to lustful thoughts.
However, this time it wasn't him she was thinking about.
"Are you full?" Cheng Hao leaned against the restaurant door and looked at him.
"Ah, I'm full."
"Then get some rest."
"It's okay, you rest first, I'll look at the documents for a while longer."
"No rush, we can look at it during the day tomorrow. Looking at things at night is bad for your eyes." As she spoke, Cheng Hao waved to him.
"Work can't be delayed," Zhang Yuan waved his hand in acknowledgment.
Cheng Hao pouted, revealing her dissatisfaction.
"Why don't you listen?"
"Elbow, come inside with me!"
Zhang Yuan also realized that she wasn't concerned about my health, but rather about her own.
Teenage girls often get excited because they want to please their partners and experience the feeling of being loved.
But it's different for women who have reached a certain age; they also need to satisfy themselves.
Subway tunnels are frequently not used for maintenance, which makes them prone to leaks.
But not today.
"I just came back from the island nation, and I'm resting in separate rooms today."
"In case I get some radiation or something, I don't want it to harm you."
The older sister frowned; what she said made sense.
“That’s true, I heard that those animals were exposed to radiation and grew two heads,” Cheng Hao joked.
"Don't let me see you the next day with an extra head."
"Or it could mutate to another place, but that won't work either." She suppressed a laugh and pointed to Zhang Yuan's lower body.
Zhang Yuan: ...
Can I mutate into something less than a two-headed dog, or even a three-headed Ghidorah?
"If it really mutates like this, it might not be a bad thing."
Zhang Yuan stroked his chin thoughtfully, then looked at Cheng Hao with a smile.
"In that case, we can achieve two goals at the same time."
Cheng Hao: ...
The older sister, supporting her lower back, looked troubled, as if some frightening thoughts were arising in her mind.
"I was just kidding. I have some official business to attend to, plus I have to get up early tomorrow to go to China Film Group."
"I'll take a break and wait until all the Japanese elements in my body have been metabolized before I talk about it again."
"Alright, take care of yourself and don't stay up too late," Cheng Hao replied somewhat helplessly. "If you feel unwell, tell me immediately."
She was about to leave when she turned back.
"I heard that radiation sickness can make men... unable to hold their heads up."
"Be careful yourself."
"Even so, I don't mind."
Zhang Yuan held back for a long time before getting up angrily.
"Elbow, come inside with me!"
They just sent me to a men's health clinic all at once, who can stand that?
I have no choice but to prove myself.
After using the single-tube dual-spray technique, he returned to his study to organize his documents.
"Let me prepare some late-night snacks for you."
Cheng Hao didn't mention going to bed early anymore.
The dissatisfaction and resentment in her eyes had disappeared, replaced by tenderness.
"It's okay, I just ate a lot."
"I have to report to China Film Group tomorrow to report on the 'Qian Xuesen' film crew."
"Isn't everything already decided? Why the need for a report?"
"No, you're an actor, what are you reporting?"
My dear sister doesn't understand; she feels he's been acting mysteriously lately.
The following morning, he arrived at the China Film Group office building.
I have several things to take care of today.
First, he found Lao Han.
"Hey, Chairman Zhang, you still have time to come see me?" Old Han was never serious, and he joked as soon as he saw him.
The headquarters of the cross-strait film company in Beijing is under construction, and he has confirmed the position of chairman through internal negotiations.
After discussion, Zheng Xiaolong responded that producer Dun Qi agreed to give it a try and temporarily serve as vice president.
"Even the chairman of the board has to follow your leadership." Zhang Yuan hurriedly bowed and presented the gift.
Some tea leaves.
"What have you been busy with lately?"
"I just went to an island nation."
Old Han was taken aback, leaned back slightly, and pointed to the packet of tea.
"This wasn't brought from an island nation, was it?"
"Bought domestically," Zhang Yuan replied helplessly.
"That's good. That place is very dangerous now."
"You should stay away from me as well," Old Han gestured.
Seeing him like this, Zhang Yuan thought to himself, "You didn't hoard salt too, did you?"
Yesterday, after I got home and ate dinner, I went to the kitchen to get some chili powder and smacked him in the face.
The housekeeper bought more than twenty bags of salt.
He never expected that while he was mocking others in the island nation, he would end up having his home "stolen" first.
Well, I guess I'll just have to make salted meat and salted fish from them.
Seeing Lao Han's behavior, I thought to myself, "A good older sister is the best; she's family after all."
Despite the risks, they have become an inseparable team.
"I'm here today because I had an appointment with the film crew's advisory team."
"Oh..." Old Han knew what was going on.
He knew these people were up to something, but he hadn't told them.
He understood that it was better not to know such things than to talk about them outside, as it could easily bring trouble upon himself.
"It's settled then, you can decide what to do yourself." He leaned back and closed his eyes.
“But we’ve already made plans. When I come to China Film Group, I still have to visit you first.”
"At least you have some conscience." Old Han opened his eyes a crack.
"Don't keep it to yourself, what do you want from me?"
"Always grinning and joking, he never comes to the temple unless he has something to ask."
"Hehehe, it's just a small thing, I'd like to ask you for help."
"It's not difficult, nor does it cost any money. I won't cause you any trouble," Zhang Yuan said, first expressing his loyalty and then making his commitment.
"Speak quickly, and then leave." He didn't want to get involved any further.
"A few years ago, China Film Group and Bona Film Group co-produced a blockbuster film."
Which one?
"The Silver Empire".
It's the one starring Guo Fucheng, with Zhang Tielin playing his father and Hao Lei as the female lead.
"I'll pay for the drinks tonight, I'll pay!"... This is also the play where the old master Jin Shijie played the shopkeeper.
When the topic of this show came up, Lao Han sniffed.
The box office was just over 2000 million, less than half of the investment, and the film lost money.
But China Film Group did not pay compensation.
Because there's something going on behind the scenes.
"Why are you bringing up this movie?" Old Han asked curiously. It's all in the past.
And it would lose money, so there's no way they'd make a sequel.
"Yes, I'm following this show."
"But the focus is not on the work itself, but on the people behind it."
"Especially investors."
"What, are you short of money?" Old Han moved forward a bit when he heard him say that.
Because the investors in this film are incredibly influential!
"It's not that we're short of money."
“Instead, I plan to do business with this investor and make him money,” Zhang Yuan replied sincerely.
What most people don't know is that the real investor behind "The Silver Empire" is actually the owner of Foxconn, namely Terry Gou... (End of Chapter)