Entertainment to the death, make a tokusatsu film that will crush the entire internet.

"Brother Ma, please take a look. This is already a price that's practically at cost, a truly sincere offer for our brothers!"

Li Xiangyang spoke with a pained expression, but his eyes were full of anticipation.

Ma Qingshan took it and quickly scanned the key data.

The revenue sharing ratio is heavily skewed towards the Land of Light, quality control standards are fully subject to the Land of Light's oversight, and production capacity guarantee terms are clearly defined...

Indeed, given the current value of the Land of Light IP, this offer is practically worthless.

He nodded, folded the quotation, and put it in his pocket.

"At least you have some awareness. Let's go."

"Go? Where to?"

Li Xiangyang was stunned for a moment.

Ma Qingshan looked at him like he was a fool.

"Of course I'm going to see Teacher A-Guang! The quote is done, I have to show it to the person in charge, right? Otherwise, what am I supposed to use it to clean up my mess?"

"Huh? Now? Go now?!"

Li Xiangyang was both surprised and delighted. He hurriedly straightened his shirt collar and scratched his hair.

"Is...is this look okay? Should I change into a suit?"

"Come on, Mr. Guang doesn't read this. Hurry up, the car is downstairs."

Ma Qingshan laughed and punched him on the shoulder.

"Okay! Thank you, brother! No, thank you, godfather!"

Li Xiangyang instantly forgot the humiliation he had just suffered and followed Ma Qingshan out the door with a smug look on his face.

Office of the Land of Light.

Yang Qian sat in a chair, facing Ma Qingshan and Li Xiangyang.

He held the price list in his hand, his gaze shifting from the paper to Li Xiangyang's face, then back to the paper.

Ma Qingshan and Li Xiangyang sat on the sofa opposite each other, the former looking completely at ease.

The latter was so nervous that his palms were sweating and his back was ramrod straight, like a primary school student waiting for the teacher to check his homework.

After a moment, Yang Qian put down the plan, looked at Li Xiangyang, and asked the core question directly.

"Director Li, according to this quotation, after deducting costs, production, logistics, and channel expenses, and then according to this profit-sharing ratio."

"Is your factory... still making money?"

"Cat-shaped shrimp chips, with such a cheap cooperation price, are you even making a profit?"

Li Xiangyang stood up straight and spoke in a loud voice.

"Powered by love! My dream is to serve the Land of Light and promote our own outstanding cultural works! Making money is secondary!"

"I am absolutely loyal to the Land of Light!!!"

Yang Qian: ......

"Actually... if you calculate it carefully, you can still make a little profit if you sell in large quantities with small profits."

Li Xiangyang added, his voice much softer.

"puff--"

Ma Qingshan, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Yang Qian also smiled slightly.

He has been in contact with far too many manufacturers who want to hitch a ride on his coattails.

Among them are those who are shrewd and calculating, eager to squeeze every last drop of value from the IP.

It's rare to find someone like Li Xiangyang, whose quotes are honest and whose statements are so straightforward they're almost endearing.

It's clear that he genuinely loves Land of Light's works and truly wants to make this collaboration a success.

"Director Li, do you know why the Land of Light chose you?"

Li Xiangyang shook his head.

He really didn't know.

There are at least a dozen factories in City A that make puffed food, some larger and some more famous than them.

He had racked his brains trying to figure out why the Land of Light would target him, a factory worker's son who was about to be scolded to death by his father.

"Because I've tried your cat-themed shrimp chips."

Yang Qian said.

Li Xiangyang was stunned.

"You guys set up a booth outside the convention hall last year."

"I bought a pack when I passed by, and it tastes good."

"Later, someone checked and found that it was an established brand with stable quality and a good reputation."

Yang Qian paused. "Moreover, you are a restructured old state-owned enterprise, and there are still many veteran employees in the factory."

"The Land of Light likes to cooperate with companies like this."

Li Xiangyang's eyes felt a little hot.

He thought of the veteran workers in the factory who had dedicated their entire lives to their jobs.

They arrive at work on time every day and carefully inspect the production line.

It wasn't some glamorous career, but it was their everything.

"Director Yang, I..."

He opened his mouth and found his throat felt a little blocked.

"Moreover, dreams are dreams, but factories need to survive and workers need to eat. Reasonable profits are the foundation for long-term cooperation."

Yang Qian said calmly, "The Land of Light benefits too much from this plan."

"Our cooperation is based on mutual benefit and win-win results, not one-sided financial assistance."

He picked up a pen and quickly crossed out several changes to the plan.

The main change was the appropriate adjustment of the licensing fee base and profit sharing ratio, making the profit margin of Xiangyang Factory healthier and more reasonable.

"With this revised version, you can have a more secure return, and at the same time..."

Yang Qian looked at Li Xiangyang with a serious expression.

"Quality control must be strict, the best raw materials must be used, and the highest food safety standards must be met."

"The logo of the Land of Light represents not only business, but also responsibility and credibility."

"Is it possible?"

Li Xiangyang was momentarily stunned when he saw the proposal that was clearly more favorable to his own factory.

A surge of immense excitement and emotion immediately followed.

He jumped to his feet, his body ramrod straight: "Yes! Absolutely! Don't worry, Teacher A-Guang!"

"My family's shrimp crackers are something we've been eating since we were kids; I know the ingredients and the process inside and out!"

"If even one package has a quality problem, I, Li Xiangyang, will eat it myself!"

"That's not necessary."

Yang Qian chuckled and gestured for him to sit down.

"Our team will work with you to discuss the specific product design direction."

"We can combine different of our works to launch limited-edition flavors and packaging."

"For example, Ultraman Flame Barbecue Flavor, JOJO's Bizarre Tomato Flavor, and Armor Hero Seafood Flavor."

"The Kingdom of Light will also provide corresponding promotional support through both online and offline channels."

Li Xiangyang was overjoyed to hear this.

I can almost picture shrimp cracker packaging bags printed with Ultraman Tiga, JoJo, and Kamen Rider filling supermarket shelves across the country!

This isn't just business, it's practically...

To bring glory to one's ancestors!

When Li Xiangyang left the Kingdom of Light building, he felt like his feet were floating.

He patted Ma Qingshan's back forcefully: "Brother Ma! No! Godfather! We really owe you a lot this time! I can't thank you enough!"

Ma Qingshan laughed and dodged: "Come on, just focus on making good products and don't embarrass the Kingdom of Light. That's the best way to thank them."

"Oh, right."

He blinked. "Who just said they were going to invite Red Romance?"

Li Xiangyang waved his hand dismissively, exclaiming with boundless confidence, "Arrange it! It must be arranged!"

"But just a massage, the proper kind! We're partners of the Land of Light now, we need to maintain a professional image!"

Li Xiangyang chuckled, holding the price list as if it were some rare treasure.

Su Xiaoran pushed open the office door and came in, holding a coffee in her hand.

"Director Yang, have you really tried their shrimp chips?"

Yang Qian picked up her coffee and took a sip.

"Hmm, it tastes good, but the packaging is too outdated."

"And, there's another very important point..."

Yang Qian paused.

"Their shrimp chips are cheap enough that every consumer has the potential to buy them."

It reminds me of my childhood.

At the small shop near the school gate, shrimp chips cost 50 cents a pack.

The orange plastic bag has a smiling cat printed on the seal.

I crushed it, poured it into my mouth, and it tasted salty and fragrant.

That was his childhood.

Now, these shrimp crackers are almost disappearing from supermarket shelves.

High-priced snacks may have a considerable profit per item, and can generate buzz and a high-end image.

But it has inadvertently set up a threshold.

It will keep out many children from ordinary economic backgrounds who also love these roles and this joy.

But the shrimp chips that cost just a few cents a pack are different.

It is accessible and beneficial to the general public.

A child can use their saved allowance to buy a bag of snacks with pictures of their favorite Ultraman, JOJO, or Armor Hero, and gain a simple and genuine happiness.

"This kind of happiness should not be blocked by price tags."

Yang Qian smiled.

"The works of the Land of Light are for everyone to see, and the joy that the Land of Light brings should be accessible to everyone as much as possible."

"Xiao Ran, go and prepare the plan."

"Understood, Director Yang!"

Su Xiaoran agreed!