China Entertainment's My Artistic Career

Chapter 60
He Hua hung up the phone and slapped himself directly:

"Tell you to be smart, tell you to be smart, you have used the aggressive method too much. If something happens to others, it depends on you."

He Hua went to the office that day. On the one hand, he was really annoyed by Huang Lan, and on the other hand, he used aggressive methods to see if Huang Lan could solve the current company's predicament.

Now, well, problem solved.

On the third day, Huang Lan drove to He Hua's house at seven o'clock in the morning.

He Hua who was woken up was washing in a hurry:

"Why should I go?"

"His daughter is your book fan, and she's also from Shanxi. You fellow, this investment is purely for your face. Shouldn't you thank me?"

Huang Lan sat on the sofa, her face was a little pale, and she casually threw the finished Yiliyou yoghurt into the trash can beside the table.

"Does it have to be so early? Maybe they are still sleeping."

He Hua's voice came from the bedroom.

"I made an appointment with his secretary yesterday afternoon to sign the investment agreement this morning, whether it's early or late, I'm determined to sign the contract as soon as possible."

Under Huang Lan's urging, He Hua quickly cleaned himself up, and the two went out together.

As soon as she got on the co-pilot, Huang Lan turned her head and grabbed a bag from the back seat and threw it on He Hua.

He Hua looked at a few books, and asked while digging out, "What is it?"

The first book is "The Sky of the Wind Dog". He Hua quickly took out the next two books, got it.

"I bought it yesterday. After you sign it, write a few words of congratulations to his daughter as a door-to-door gift."

He Hua was speechless, flipped through it a few times, and asked curiously:
"How do you know this boss?"

Huang Lan explained while driving: "Didn't I sell overseas TV dramas before? I met a lot of people from TV stations. This boss was introduced by a friend of mine."

He Hua nodded: "Okay. But be careful in the future, don't drink so much, look at your face, I won't dare to see Brother Tong again."

"Why?"

"I'm afraid my brother will beat me."

Huang Lan laughed out loud.

The two soon came to a 20-story office building by the Tonghui River in the east of Sihui.

After Huang Lan parked the car, He Hua got out of the car and looked around. Seeing the signboard of "Hyatt Hotel" at the main entrance, he asked curiously:
"Talking in the hotel?"

Huang Lan locked the car, directed He Hua to the side door, and explained as she walked:
"No, go this way. This building was developed by the boss himself. The lower seven floors are rented out for hotels and restaurants, and the upper floors are rented out to various companies for office space."

When entering the side door, there are property personnel on duty. Huang Lan stepped forward to communicate, and the property management made a phone call before letting them go.

While the two were waiting for the elevator, Huang Lan explained again:

"The boss's company is at the highest level, and outsiders are not allowed to enter casually. They have to make an appointment in advance."

He Hua nodded to express his understanding.

Soon the elevator came, and the two of them went up to the 20th floor. As soon as they got out of the elevator, they saw a beautiful woman in a white shirt and black suit pants with a smiling face:
"Mr. He, Mr. Huang, welcome. Mr. Wang has admired you for a long time, but he happened to have something to do in the morning, so he hasn't arrived yet. He specially asked me to take you two to rest in his office. He will be here soon."

He Hua didn't know what to say, so he just nodded with a smile, and Huang Lan greeted him with a smile:
"You're too polite. We came early. Let's wait for Mr. Wang and tell Mr. Wang not to worry."

He Hua and Huang Lan followed the guide to a large office. As soon as they entered, there were three leather sofas and a low coffee table. Looking to the right, there was a large desk with two wooden chairs in front and a boss chair in the back.

On the left is a Buddha statue one person tall, and three pillars of fine incense are inserted in the small cauldron in front of the Buddha statue.

Only then did He Hua understand why he could smell the faint scent of sandalwood as soon as he entered the door.

The young lady who looked like a secretary made tea for the two before leaving.

He Hua looked at the scene: "It seems that this boss is worth a lot."

Huang Lan cast a glance at him, but ignored him: Let me tell you, if someone can pay 300 million in real money just because they like it, of course they are worth a lot.

He Hua looked at that kind of Buddha statue, and asked Huang Lan in a low voice:

"Is it true that rich people believe in this more, should we also go to say goodbye?"

Today is such an important matter, if he really wants to get it, the days to come will be much easier.

Huang Lan was impatient: "Can you sit quietly?"

rely on this?Depending on this, you probably won't be able to make a fortune for the rest of your life.Huang Lan murmured in her heart.

After waiting for about ten minutes, a tall and strong middle-aged man walked in.

Huang Lan hurriedly got up and greeted: "Mr. Wang."

He Hua also stood up and was about to speak.

The middle-aged man stepped forward to shake hands, and said, "Writer He, I finally met a real person. You are young and promising, and you are proud of us LS people!"

He Hua's eyes lit up, and he shook it back: "Mr. Wang, you are from LS? Didn't you say you are from YC?"

The two shook hands lightly and parted ways. Mr. Wang beckoned the two to sit down, and called out: "Xiao Dong, make some more cups of tea." A word of "OK" came from outside.

Mr. Wang sat on the single sofa next to He Hua, and explained: "I am from LS, and I went to YC later. After I developed well in YC, they all thought I was from YC."

He Hua smiled: "Then we are indeed fellow villagers. The development of YC is indeed better than that of LS."

"Where is your LS?"

"XF County, you should have heard that our county is still relatively high in LS."

"I know."

Mr. Wang looked at He Hua, who was about the same age as his daughter, and stopped talking to him about his hometown, and instead talked about his own children:

"My daughter likes your novel very much. She recommended me to read it before, saying that our LS has produced a great writer. I still didn't believe it. I didn't expect it to be true."

He Hua was poked by Huang Lan next to him before he remembered, and quickly took out the book from the bag next to his leg:
"I also heard from Huang Lan that your daughter likes my book. I just didn't know what gift to bring when I came to the door today, so I thought it might be more meaningful."

Mr. Wang accepted it in surprise and was very happy: "Okay, my daughter really wants your autograph book, but your autograph event has never been held with us, and I haven't been able to find it."

"She will be happy if she takes it back, you guys are interested."

The three exchanged pleasantries for a while, and waited for the secretary to put down the new tea before getting down to business.

Mr. Wang glanced at Huang Lan, and said:
"Xiao Huang also introduced your project to me. If it was someone else, I would be dismissed as a liar, but she told me about you, so I can consider it."

"After all, I'm from my hometown, and I'm so famous, so I asked you to come over and have a chat."

Huang Lan's heart trembled, isn't it time to sign an investment agreement today?Why are you still talking?

But she didn't show it on her face, she still teased with a smile:
"It seems that Mr. Wang still has concerns. It just so happens that we are both here. You can tell us and see if we can solve it."

Seeing Mr. Wang drinking tea and not talking, Huang Lan continued to ask: "Are you afraid of losing too much money?"

After hearing this, Mr. Wang quickly waved his hand: "I don't care about that, 300 million, how much you can pay, I don't care if it's all gone."

He Hua couldn't help hearing this: "Then what do you mean?"

"Actually, someone told me before that I could invest in this industry, so I was thinking about it, but after seeing a few projects, I didn't have any hope."

"Who are those people? They say they called this star or that star, and they are caught blind when they talk about specific stories. They are not serious at first glance."

Saying that Mr. Wang lit a cigarette and smoked it:
"I want to invest in meaningful films."

(End of this chapter)