The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 268 New Shareholders Acquired

"Have you finished reading?"

"finish watching."

"Now you know I wasn't lying to you, right?"

"I don't understand."

Looking at the girl's honest expression, Xu Jiuyang was speechless. If you didn't understand, you should have said so earlier. It's not like I wasn't going to explain it to you.

“However…” Yang Mi spoke again, her face full of seriousness, “I’ve thought about it, and I think I’ll invest all of this million-plus yuan into your game company.”

"Really?" Xu Jiuyang blinked.

“When I was playing Legend of Mir, I accidentally got a Magic Shield. Since I was playing a Taoist, I didn’t need it, so I was going to sell it. I originally planned to settle the transaction with in-game gold, but a player contacted me and said they could pay in cash. In the end, I sold the Magic Shield for 500 yuan!” Yang Mi sighed deeply as she said this. “So I know that online games can definitely make money.”

Xu Jiuyang was somewhat surprised, but not entirely. Based on her previous life, at least around the early 2000s, she was considered one of the internet-addicted girls.

After all, many people still remember that photo of him making a V sign in front of a computer during the blog era.

"In that case, it's settled then. Should your parents come to sign the contract, or should you come to sign it yourself in September?" Xu Jiuyang asked immediately.

"Of course you'll sign it yourself after my birthday!" Yang Mi said irritably, then grabbed his clothes, her eyes welling up with tears: "Um, this is all I have left, don't lie to me."

Xu Jiuyang found it both funny and exasperating, but he could understand it. If he were in Fan Bingbing's shoes, he would have thought about running away more than once when facing Fan Bingbing and the others.

"Don't worry, since you consider me a buddy, why would you lie to your own buddy, right?" he said, patting her head.

"Hmm..." Da Mimi took a deep breath, then suddenly handed the bank card to him, turned her head away and closed her eyes tightly, her features contorted as if she would regret it the next second.

Xu Jiuyang chuckled and shook his head, putting the bank card away. The new shareholder was now in his hands.

To be honest, once Fan Bingbing sends over the second quarter's dividends, Shenlei Technology should not be short of funds.

With our own people in South Korea, the most difficult part—the agency negotiations—can be easily handled. The rest involves building a local team, obtaining game licenses, hiring customer service staff, setting up servers, and doing marketing and promotion, etc.

However, considering that he couldn't put too much burden on Xiaoli, and that the company was just starting out and the more working capital the better, he accepted the money.

Regardless of what kind of person Da Mimi was in her past life, she left a pretty good impression on him in this life, at least unlike Fan Bingbing who always seemed to have ulterior motives.

If things go well, she could easily become a real boss, Mr. Yang, working for the game company in the future.

With that thought in mind, Xu Jiuyang started the engine and didn't notice Yang Mi, who was looking down with her head down and seemed preoccupied, her lips quickly curving up and then falling back down.

The matter of the sports lottery was put aside for a while. More than a week later, Gao Yuanyuan invited him out because Zhang Yin had finished her college entrance examination and they wanted to celebrate. And as always, it was a three-girls-one-boy formation.

"From now on, Yinyin is a college student, and I'm the one with the lowest academic qualifications." After creating a lively atmosphere at the dinner table, Xu Jiuyang said this to Zhang Yin.

"No way, I'm not even sure I'll pass the exam," Zhang Yin said, somewhat embarrassed.

"That's a bit hypocritical, Yinyin. In Beijing, as long as your grades aren't terribly bad, there's bound to be a university that will accept you," Xu Jiuyang said, feigning dissatisfaction. "Yeah, if all else fails, the College of Labor Relations is also an option. They have a management department there. After you graduate, you can become the CEO of my company. I've always kept that position for you," Gao Yuanyuan added.

“No need for that, Sister Yuanyuan,” Zhang Yin said with a pained expression. “I might not be cut out for that.”

“Don’t worry,” Xu Jiuyang comforted her. “You have enough time and energy to try and fail. Even if you study business administration, you may not necessarily end up doing management work. Look at Ranran, she studied dance and now she’s an actress.”

"Xu Jiuyang, I didn't do anything to you, did I?" Li Xiaoran inexplicably became agitated.

“Ranran, this is just an example,” Xu Jiuyang said calmly, though he seemed a little puzzled.

Li Xiaoran realized what was happening, but still maintained her aggressive demeanor: "Why don't you use yourself as an example? Even though I went to a dance academy, there are many courses related to acting. It's normal to be an actor. But you, you can totally brag. Oh, I graduated from high school, but I can write novels, act, and be a screenwriter."

“You can’t say that,” Xu Jiuyang replied seriously. “My main identity is still that of a writer. Although I’ve become an actor, I’m about to start my third TV series, and the first one hasn’t even aired yet.”

After he finished speaking, he sighed, and Li Dabai immediately puffed out his chest proudly: "I'm really sorry, I've already acted in several TV series and movies, so hurry up and call me senior."

Xu Jiuyang shook his head and said to Zhang Yin, "See? From now on, you should learn from your sister Yuanyuan, not your sister Ranran. You think you can do anything just because you have a little bit of color."

"I know," Zhang Yin said, her eyes crinkling into crescents, making her look very cute.

Although Li Dabai glared at him unhappily and ran her hand along her fair neck, she didn't say anything more about the topic.

After finishing their meal, the four of them went their separate ways. Xu Jiuyang drove a few steps before turning into a small alley, and then came out from the other end and stopped near the restaurant they had just left.

A few minutes later, a figure hurried over, opened the passenger door, got in, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Did you have a fight with Sister Yuanyuan?" Xu Jiuyang asked with a smile.

"Mind your own business!" Li Xiaoran glared at him, then fell silent, staring blankly out the windshield, lost in thought.

"It's been a long time, but your reaction time has improved quite a bit," Xu Jiuyang changed the subject. "Yinyin didn't understand anything."

"What do you mean 'long time no see'?" Li Dabai said gruffly. "When 'The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber' wrapped up filming, you called me saying you were really unhappy lately and you were going to die if you didn't get my comfort. And what happened? I didn't even have the energy to get out of bed the next day. I think you're going to die without my support!"

"Okay, okay, it's my fault, it's my fault," Xu Jiuyang said good-naturedly, without mentioning how promiscuous she had been at the time, and changed the subject: "What I meant was that it's normal for couples to argue. I've argued with you before, but it's all in the past now."

"What do you mean by that?!" Li Xiaoran snapped again.

"That's exactly what I mean." This time, Xu Jiuyang didn't let her get away with it. He not only leaned in but also reached out and pinched her chin.

Although Li Dabai was still angry, he eventually gave up and looked away, saying in a wronged tone, "Yuanyuan wants to make a TV series with Xinbaoyuan and wants me to play the female lead."

"That's a good thing," Xu Jiuyang chuckled.

"What a wonderful thing this is!" Li Dabai glared angrily.

“I know what you mean,” Xu Jiuyang said slowly, “but, Ranran, you can’t never play the female lead, especially after Sister Yuanyuan expressed her desire. When you think that Sister Yuanyuan should accommodate you, you might as well ask yourself if you have considered her thoughts and feelings.”

(End of this chapter)