Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 918 My Personal Acquisition of Under the Banyan Tree
"Ah? You want to acquire Under the Banyan Tree?" Dai Jiali and Zheng Hongbo were greatly surprised. Even Zhao Hongjun looked at Fang Minghua with a confused look on his face.

"Minghua, what drama are you acting in?"

"Hongjun, you are in Xijing. Hongbo suggested that Rongshuxia give up its current position and gradually move closer to other girls' websites. I will consider this issue." Fang Minghua said:

"Hongbo's suggestion is correct. He just said that this is the simplest method with the least investment." Having said that, Fang Minghua looked at Dai Jiali again.

"Jia Li, in fact, deep down you agree with Hong Bo's suggestion. After all, you have been losing money since Under the Banyan Tree was founded. It's like you are bleeding Shengshi Literature all the time. And with the increase in operating costs in recent years, the bleeding is getting bigger and bigger. As the head of the company, you definitely don't want to see this."

Dai Jiali nodded.

After the successful listing of Shengshi Films, the next step is to launch the listing of Shengshi Literature. If it cannot be listed in the mainland, it can go to Hong Kong. However, no matter where it is listed, if there is a drag of Under the Banyan Tree, it will definitely affect the company's valuation and capital will be deterred.

"Teacher Fang, I also remember what you said. Through Under the Banyan Tree, literature will become popular literature and an online spiritual home for literature lovers. If it really becomes like other websites, it will go against the original intention! So I have always opposed it." Dai Jiali said.

"So, I will buy it personally, so that Shengshi Literature can stop bleeding, get rid of the burden, and go into battle lightly." Fang Minghua said with a smile: "It just so happens that Hong Jun is here today. You are the largest shareholder of the group. You name a price and I will buy it personally."

"Minghua, if you really want it, I'll give you this website. Why do you want money?" Zhao Hongjun replied.

"Friends are friends, and the company is the company. As far as I know, the valuation of Under the Banyan Tree is more than 3000 million." Fang Minghua said with a smile.

"I'm telling the truth." Zhao Hongjun said seriously, "Under the Banyan Tree, it was you who originally proposed to build it. I can see that you like it very much. I don't want to give it to you for free. How about this, I'll sell it to you for one yuan?"

One dollar?

Fang Minghua was stunned.

"It's settled! Jiali, you must prepare to hand over all the accounts, asset information, and personnel files needed!" Zhao Hongjun ordered.

"Okay, I'll get started on this right away," Dai Jiali replied.

At this time, Zhao Hongjun thought of something and asked Fang Minghua: "Minghua, do you plan to keep Under the Banyan Tree in Shanghai or move it back to Xijing?"

"Move back to Xijing, it will be easier to manage." Fang Minghua replied: "All employees who are willing to work in Xijing can go there, and those who don't want to leave Shencheng can resign, but I hope Shengshi Literature can keep them."

"Don't worry, Teacher Fang. Many of these people are veterans of Shengshi Literature. We will definitely want them. We are going to set up Apple Girls Network anyway, so they just happen to be of use." Dai Jiali said with a smile.

"Then don't just resign. Get an internal transfer. If you don't want to go to Xijing, just stay at Shengshi Literature." Fang Minghua said, and emphasized:

"However, before Rongshuxia officially moves out of Shanghai, all employees must stick to their posts and not shut down the website."

"Don't worry about that," Dai Jiali replied immediately, and then looked at Zhao Hongjun; "Director Zhao, I think Teacher Fang's idea is very good, what do you think?"

Zhao Hongjun also nodded.

"Okay, we've finished discussing today's matters. I'm leaving." After saying that, Fang Minghua stood up.

After saying goodbye to Dai Jiali and Zheng Hongbo, Fang Minghua got off the elevator and left the building, but she didn't expect Zhao Hongjun to follow her.

"Hongjun, why are you following me?" Fang Minghua asked curiously.

"Did you forget? We agreed to go to Hengsha Island Resort! I've asked Jin Bo to prepare a car to take us there, and also to go to the Central Academy of Drama to find two female students."

Zhao Hongjun took out his cell phone, but was stopped by Fang Minghua. "What's wrong? What are you afraid of? Isn't Tangtang busy in Yanjing? If someone checks on you, I'll cover for you!" Zhao Hongjun said with a smile.

"What the hell is this a cover-up!" Fang Minghua said unhappily, "Tangtang said on the phone yesterday that she's coming to Shencheng too!"

"Fuck!" Zhao Hongjun said, and said no more.

Shengshi Literature is going to establish the Fanqie Girls' Network!

Shengshi Literature is going to divest Under the Rongshu website and sell it to Fang Minghua personally!

The news was quickly leaked, shocking the entire online writing community.

This series of actions by Shengshi Literature foreshadows the beginning of a new round of competition in the online literature world.

At this time, Fang Minghua and Zhao Hongjun were enjoying a relaxing vacation at Hengsha Island Resort.

Hengsha Island Angel Resort is located on Hengsha Island at the mouth of the Yangtze River, with its back to the Yangtze River and facing the vast East China Sea. There is no factory on the entire island, making it the only undeveloped virgin land in Shanghai and surrounding areas. Therefore, it is known as "quiet water, quiet soil, and quiet air".

The resort was built not long ago, so it is not as lively as Sun Island, but the facilities are very complete, including fishing grounds, grass ATVs, beach horseback riding, tennis, beach volleyball, water golf practice courts, karting venues, etc.

It is morning now, Fang Minghua and Zhao Hongjun are sitting under a big tree by the lake, fishing leisurely.

Zhao Hongjun was sitting on a small stool wearing a sun hat. Next to him was a small table with a bottle of French red wine and two goblets on it.

Song Tangtang is going to visit Shanghai, and Zhao Hongjun doesn't want to ask the female college student who is good at acting to accompany her. He plans to ask the beautiful waitress of the resort to accompany her, but is rejected by Fang Minghua in a stern manner.

I'm fishing and there are two girls standing behind me. What does that mean?
Zhao Hongjun had no choice but to give up.

"Yesterday, Dai Jiali called me and said that after she announced the news within the company, it caused a big stir. Many old employees of Under the Banyan Tree were reluctant to let go and had feelings for the company."

After hearing what Zhao Hongjun said, Fang Minghao withdrew his gaze from the lake, looked at him and said calmly: "But, there are not many people who want to go to Xijing, right?"

"That's right. They say they are reluctant, but one after another they ask to be transferred to other positions," said Zhao Hongjun.

"That's normal. After all, Xijing is not as developed as Shanghai. Many employees have settled in Shanghai and don't want to go to Xijing. Also, Shengshi Literature will be listed in the future. Some employees with outstanding performance or seniority will have the opportunity to get a certain amount of shares. If they stay at Rongshuxia, they won't have this opportunity because Rongshuxia will never be listed."

"That's true. People nowadays are very realistic." Zhao Hongjun also sighed.

"I have anticipated this. I have already called Wang Zi in Xijing and asked him to temporarily take charge of the preparations for the Xijing website and the recruitment of personnel."

"Then tell me, have those employees, especially editors, given up their immediate interests and gone to Xijing for the sake of their ideals?" Zhao Hongjun suddenly asked.

"I don't know." Fang Minghua replied, his eyes returned to the lake, and he said:

"fishing."

Zhao Hongjun was stunned for a moment, then suddenly picked up the goblet on the small table, gulped down the red wine in it, and said:
"Perhaps."

(End of this chapter)