My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 105 A bowl of chicken soup to send you on your way
So it was natural for us to have dinner at a Cantonese restaurant.

After finding out that Master Liao was the head chef, I ordered a few of his signature dishes, which cost about two or three hundred yuan.

When ordering, I told the waiter that it was recommended by Sichuan cuisine chef Zhao and that I hoped to chat with chef Liao after he was done.

Now back at the hotel, Zhang Lanzhi used rare soft words and gentleness to coax Weidong into changing into new clothes.

I was still worried about how to match it with sneakers, but I even offered to go buy more shoes.

But Rang Weidong didn't care.

If it really doesn't match, then just don't wear the set of beige trousers, and still wear the dark blue work pants that Fengchu bought with sneakers.

Wearing a brand new shirt without tucked into the pants and then wearing a suit is the casual style of the later period.

See those handsome guys in the short video dressed like this.

Weidong even tried to unbutton his shirt collar twice, and then wet his hair and ruffled it a little in front of the mirror, and he actually looked a bit like a little wolfdog.

Later jokes all say that men have a short flowering period, and a twenty-year-old who is keen on playing basketball is indeed at the peak of his flowering period.

Zhang Lanzhi and others outside the bathroom must have been staring with wide eyes, but they also felt that she had a rather unusual temperament.

Maybe it's money that gives cowards courage.

Wei Dong naturally didn't feel cramped when walking in a hotel like this. He ordered dishes confidently and sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, eating and chatting with his secretary.

There was absolutely no fear of being looked down upon as would be expected from a country person staying at the first five-star hotel in the country.

Even Zhang Lanzhi only relaxed after hearing his teasing: "You complained about this and that in the train dining car, and it's the same here. Don't let the reputation of this place put you in a bad mood."

The secretary giggled and said, "Okay, I'll serve you some soup."

We didn't drink because we had something to discuss, and Weidong also felt that coming here to drink was a waste of money.

Unexpectedly, someone came up from behind and patted his shoulder with even more unexpected surprise: "Weidong? Why are you here?"

The boss and his secretary turned around and looked at Jin Zhuoqun in surprise: "Ah? Why did you come to Yuezhou too? Come sit down."

Jin Zhuoqun pulled him over and introduced him to the group behind him: "Rang Weidong, the young talent who facilitated the Camera Factory, Triumph Factory, and Sunshine Daily to launch the film festival. At the age of 20, he's already driven all over the country and donated 300,000 yuan to the giant pandas!"

He really knows how to talk, and his words are sure to surprise and impress everyone. No matter if they care about officialdom or only care about making money, "Wow!" will be written all over their faces!

It’s true that heroes have always emerged from youth, who have money and connections, but the beautiful women next to them are nothing.

After all, according to most people's thinking, if you can donate 300,000, then it must be 3 million or 30 million, right?

What does 1989 mean?

No one thought that he could have so much money, so he must have a remarkable background.

Rang Weidong smiled and stood up: "I'm just busy with some small business in Shuchuan. Brother Zhuoqun is very caring towards me. I have work to discuss today. I'll have the chance to meet up with you all another day."

This can be considered as helping Jin Zhuoqun to hold the situation, but not getting involved.

Looking around, the seven or eight people on the other side were either the ones with beards and curly hair, or the ones with handsome faces. They were dressed in fashionable and stylish suits, trench coats with big pointed collars.

Anyway, they are not ordinary people, so Weidong naturally won't lick them.

Jin Zhuoqun was quite cooperative and introduced everyone one by one with a smile, including actors, directors, photographers, screenwriters, etc. Then they sat at a large round table in the distance and were received by other people.

After a few pleasantries and a look, he left.

The secretary sat back down and said, "I think I've seen that guy in the trench coat in a movie. I didn't expect to see him on a business trip. He called me last week and said he was still in Pingjing."

Let Weidong not care: "We were not in Jiangzhou last week. Let's not live here tomorrow. Move outside the university. We may have to stay for a few more days."

The secretary also returned to work: "Is it still about the plastic bag?"

This actually made Weidong think more deeply: "I've been thinking that the plastic bag business won't be able to expand in the short term. It's hard to make even a few cents of profit. And the problem is, transporting goods from Yuezhou to Jiangzhou is very troublesome. Do I have to use my big truck to make these round trips?"

Thinking of this, I suddenly asked myself, why not?
In fact, if the deputy director of the exhibition had not given the order, it would have been difficult to transport the machine back this time. Under the entire planned economy, enterprises other than local foreign trade departments were not allowed to participate in the Guangdong Trade Fair. It was only because of the leader's order that the machine was placed in the transport vehicle of the Jiangzhou Foreign Trade Bureau that came to the exhibition and was taken back.

I had to wait for a few days to confirm that the vehicles dismantling the exhibition had departed, so that I could return to Jiangzhou to pick up the goods and ship them to Shangzhou.

Very troublesome.

But in fact, he has a big truck and has taught Goudan and the others how to drive. So why not just open a special line from Yuezhou to Jiangzhou to transport goods? Wouldn't he make a lot of money on every truckload of goods?
It's such a waste to have this truck parked in the military station next to the spicy hot pot every day.

The key point is what can be shipped back from eastern Guangdong to sell, or is this practice against regulations or laws?

And wouldn’t it be more wasteful to send an empty truck to eastern Guangdong?

I was a little absent-minded for a moment.

Zhang Lanzhi was already familiar with his concentration, which could lead to a flash of inspiration at any moment, and even watched him several times. She quietly picked up a few dishes for him before she started drinking the soup and eating the vegetables herself.

In the end, after three rounds of pleasantries and drinks, Jin Zhuoqun came over and asked, "Is there anything I can help you with here?"

Weidong was asked to quickly write down some details of his thoughts in his notebook, while his secretary had already poured tea for the two of them.

He raised his teacup and said, "We're mainly here to discuss some work in the food and plastic factories. You're still busy in Pingjing, aren't you?"

Jin Zhuoqun thought for a moment and then went straight to the point of heavy firepower: "I'm here with them mainly to shoot a documentary about the reform and opening up, with a focus on the previous leadership work of Yuezhou City."

When he said this, he first knocked on the table and then pointed upwards.

Then he gave his name.

Let Weidong know immediately: "Why, you asked him to write the title for the film exhibition?"

Jin Zhuoqun actually said: "Yes and no."

He lowered his voice and leaned closer: "His hometown is between Guozhou and Jiangzhou. You've heard of it, right?"

Jiang Weidong never tried to gain any advantage in this regard: "I only know that he is probably from Shuchuan. How come there is a marshal in my hometown?"

Jin Zhuoqun obviously put his main energy into this: "I know, but the old general is in poor health, and this one needs to move up... He has an older brother who was a martyr who died in Jiangzhou during the war. I want to make a TV series about this."

If the previous encounters had everyone looking at Weidong and saying "Wow", now it was Weidong who was looking at the other party and saying "Wow".

This sense of smell is really sensitive.

And he really knows how to find the angle.

Then he seemed to have vaguely heard of this TV series in his previous life!
It turns out that he saved it up.

Even though Weidong himself disdained to do so, he still had to admit that this was a brilliant move: "Well, you really can turn into a dragon whenever you encounter something. Awesome!"

I really can't think of any other words to describe it.

Jin Zhuoqun just smiled and said, "Then can you come and help invest in the TV series this time?"

Let Weidong ask the price first: "How much does it cost?"

Jin Zhuoqun learned his lesson: "In fact, the entire storyline should be filmed in Jiangzhou. The cost is very low, about 800,000 yuan can be completed. You and I are not making money from this drama."

Wei Dong began to frown and complain about the product. "800,000? I don't have that kind of money right now. Besides, I also need to think about what benefits this will bring to me. If I want to advertise, I can use Panda for better results. I don't need to rely on these connections."

Jin Zhuoqun chuckled. "Old Yu told me about your partner in Shangzhou who's still imprisoned. Think about it, if something like this happened, even if it was just to have a meal and take a photo together, would you still be in danger?"

Rang Weidong nodded: "Well, this is a bit tempting, but it's not worth 800,000. I am very careful in doing things. I don't break the law or evade taxes, and I won't go against the policy. So this is just icing on the cake. I still have the option of doing it or not."

Jin Zhuoqun changed his perspective: "I want you to be the producer, that is, the investor. This TV series is produced by you, and you can put your name before the director's name. It's so big! Then, in the future, when you negotiate business with any place, you can bring up this TV series. I don't need to tell you how powerful it is."

Weidong thought about it carefully: "This could be worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, but it's a long-term thing. When are you going to start? I don't have the money right now."

Jin Zhuoqun cleverly agreed: "There's no rush. Wouldn't it be better to approve the project first and then start filming in two or three years to see how things turn out?"

Wei Dong was shocked again in his heart. This trick of waiting for a good price would only make its value higher and higher!
And you really bet right.

Seeing him silent, Jin Zhuoqun thought that his bargaining chips were not enough, so he leaned closer and whispered: "The producer can decide which actor to choose. It's up to you to decide who to choose."

He emphasized the verb twice, mainly because since they were living here and had a secretary with them, he was sure he had catered to their needs.

Unfortunately, Weidong, who had never been on the show, was a completely straight man and didn't think of that at all: "Is that so? Then I'm a little interested. Can you show me a list of actors you can contact? How old was the protagonist you plan to film?"

Jin Zhuoqun is adept: "He was 29 years old when he was heroically martyred, so the supporting roles can all be very young."

Wei Dong still didn't understand the hint, but he already had an idea in mind: "Well, I'll think about it. I can agree to it verbally, but at least I don't have any money this year. I need to invest it in various production projects... Yes, you can help me prepare this first. I want to launch a tape recorder, use pandas to advertise it, and then broadcast it on Brick TV. Um, try to air it before a popular TV series, wouldn't that achieve the best effect?"

Jin Zhuoqun immediately exclaimed in amazement and clapped his hands. "Look! I thought back then that if you gave 300,000 yuan to the pandas, there would definitely be a huge return. This is incredible. No, no, no, it's the timing you chose that's incredible. Did the recent hit of 'Fearless' give you inspiration? Yeah, no commercials! If a panda commercial came out at this time, it would definitely be a hit!"

He is indeed shrewd and sharp.

Rang Weidong planned to only use this part of his professional ability: "That's about it. I'm also working on snacks, cameras, and paper towels. These projects can be operated in the same way. The key is to see how much return I can get the first time. Maybe I can even make as much money as you made from the TV series."

Jin Zhuoqun couldn't wait to start filming: "No problem! Leave it to me. Now I'm more confident. Just think about it. If I get the project approval for this TV series, even if it doesn't happen, I can use it to negotiate your commercial with TVB. Wouldn't it be more likely to succeed?"

Wei Dong had no choice but to admit defeat: "Alright, I agree to invest the 800,000 yuan, but you can't limit when I pay it out. At least I have to wait until I appear on a brick platform ad or two and sell something before I can get the money."

Jin Zhuoqun wasn't worried at all: "Your business is very stable. As long as you can get a little push from the various connections in Beijing, it will definitely flourish. If you win a few more awards, your brand will definitely be a best-seller. In fact, these kinds of evaluations are just about smoothing relationships and running connections."

The exquisiteness of this chain of events forced Wei Dong to serve another bowl of chicken soup: "Then I hope you can handle it. We can each take what we need and use soup instead of wine. I wish you success!"

It depends on what kind of scene you can create after drinking this bowl of chicken soup.

(End of this chapter)