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

City A, Municipal Party Committee Office Building.

Yang Qian sat on the sofa, his gaze sweeping over the three contracts spread out on the table.

The one from Tencent Video was the thickest, with densely packed terms and conditions; the supplementary agreement alone was over ten pages long.

The legal team at Nanshan Pizza Hut lives up to its reputation.

Tanuki Entertainment's contract is slightly thinner, but it's still more than twice as thick as a normal commercial contract.

Wisteria was sitting opposite.

Today she was wearing a navy blue suit dress, her hair was neatly styled, and her face showed the composure unique to professional women.

He would occasionally glance in the direction of the secretary's desk.

Zhang Ming's example is even more outrageous.

He, who usually sits with his legs crossed and curses at the company, now had his legs properly together.

He rested his hands on his knees, his expression humble.

Yang Qian glanced at the two of them, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"Mr. Zhang, what are you so nervous about?"

"I wasn't nervous."

Zhang Ming vehemently denied it, but his legs were shaking.

"Why are your legs shaking if you're not nervous?"

"My...my legs are numb."

"I'll have Chef Sui stew some pig's trotters for you later, to replenish your energy."

Zhang Ming: "..."

I fucking thank you.

Li Lin pushed the door open and came in, carrying a tray with four cups of tea on it.

He walked up to Yang Qian first and placed the first cup next to him.

Yang Qian glanced down and saw it was green tea.

The temperature was just right, and the tea leaves hadn't completely sunk to the bottom yet, so it was obviously freshly brewed.

The second cup was placed in front of the wisteria flowers.

It's black tea, with a bright, clear liquor; it's Lapsang Souchong.

The third cup, also black tea, was placed in front of Zhang Ming.

Li Lin explained with a smile, "I remember that you like green tea, Director Yang."

Yang Qian picked up her green tea, took a sip, and said nothing.

He wasn't picky about tea; he simply couldn't get used to the astringent taste of black tea.

He had mentioned it casually once before, and Li Lin probably remembered it.

Yang Qian silently kept this attention to detail in mind.

Behind his desk, the Party Secretary of City A was reviewing three contracts.

He read slowly and methodically, occasionally pointing to a clause with his finger, but never asking questions.

But this unhurried pace made Zhang Ming's legs shake even more violently.

He couldn't help but glance at Yang Qian.

Yang Qian was leisurely playing with the fountain pen in his hand.

Zhang Ming swallowed.

This person is really calm.

A few minutes later, the secretary finally put down the last contract.

A gentle smile appeared on his face: "That's more like it. Can't we sit down and talk about it?"

He stood up and walked over to the three of them.

"Cooperation is the only way to achieve a win-win situation. The three of you—Penguin, Tanuki, and Land of Light—are all well-known cultural and creative enterprises."

"What was the point of fighting tooth and nail like that back home?"

"The market is only so big. If you take a bigger bite, he will take a smaller bite."

"But what about overseas? Overseas is a vast ocean, full of fish and shrimp. Whoever has the ability can go and catch them."

"Each of your three families has its own strengths; cooperation will bring benefits, while conflict will harm all of you."

The wisteria flower nodded slightly: "The secretary is right."

"Tencent Video is very confident about this overseas collaboration, and we have already begun preparations in terms of distribution channels."

Zhang Ming quickly followed up: "Yes, yes, the secretary is absolutely right. Lizi Entertainment will definitely go all out and live up to the organization's expectations."

Having worked for many years, both of them know exactly what attitude to adopt in different situations.

No matter how high their positions are in their respective companies, they are ultimately just high-level employees.

On the contrary, Yang Qian was the most relaxed.

The Land of Light is a local company in City A, and every work of theirs adds prestige to City A's cultural and creative industry.

He was well aware of the local government's attitude towards the Kingdom of Light.

I'd love to coax him; how could I possibly give him a hard time?

Moreover, he also has the identity of a representative.

However, the proper etiquette should still be observed.

Yang Qian straightened his posture to show respect for the secretary's speech.

The Party Secretary looked at the wisteria blossoms and said earnestly, "President Zi, I've heard about Tencent Video's overseas channels before."

"You have partners in Southeast Asia, Japan, and South Korea."

"This time, the route to the sea is a new one, and we can't go to sea without a ship."

"Your ship has to be stable and go far."

The wisteria flower solemnly responded.

The secretary nodded and turned to Zhang Ming.

"Mr. Zhang, the higher-ups also value Lizi Entertainment's industry chain. From production to promotion, from artists to platforms, you have a complete ecosystem."

"You need to think carefully about how to integrate talent and resources in this collaboration and how to maximize their effectiveness."

"Absolutely! We will never let the Party Secretary down!"

Zhang Ming's back was ramrod straight.

Lastly, it's Yang Qian's turn.

The secretary walked up to him and patted Yang Qian on the shoulder heavily.

"Yang Qian. Content."

He paused, as if considering his words.

"We've got a boat and fishing nets for our voyage."

"But what foreigners can really buy is the cargo in the ship's hold."

"Good cargo ensures a stable ship; bad cargo renders everything else useless."

He withdrew his hand and looked into Yang Qian's eyes: "And on this point, I have never doubted you."

Yang Qian stood up and smiled.

"Secretary, you know I never let people down."

The secretary was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Good lad! Fine, I'll remember that!"

The wisteria flower's fingers, holding the teacup, tightened slightly.

She knew before she arrived that the authorities were treating Miriam Yeung differently.

But seeing this favoritism in person is a different experience.

The owner of a company that had only been established for a year spoke and laughed freely in front of the highest authority in City A.

He could even get the Party Secretary to pat him on the shoulder and praise him as "good lad".

This can no longer be summarized by the four words "united front value".

Zhang Ming's inner thoughts are even more fascinating.

He recalled that just a few months ago he was cursing the Land of Light in his office, calling it "that lousy studio."

Now, sitting here, he doesn't even dare to cross his legs.

Why is there such a big difference between people?

"So——"

The secretary sat back down in his office chair, looking at the three of them with a smile.

Wishing you all a pleasant cooperation and a smooth voyage.

"The contracts are all signed, so let's not waste any more time. Everyone's busy, so I won't keep you any longer."

Zhang Ming was the first to stand up, took out a pen from his suit pocket, and quickly signed his name on the last page of the contract.

The handwriting is elegant, but the strokes are bold and heavy.

The second person to come over, wearing wisteria, signed her name.

The handwriting is neat and legible.

Yang Qian is the last one.

Bending down to write.

【Yang Qian】.

Lin watched this scene from the side, unable to suppress the smile on his face.

It became.

Starting today, the three leading cultural and creative enterprises in China are officially tied to each other.

As for who will be the captain.

The order in which the contracts were signed speaks volumes.

"secretary."

Yang Qian was the first to put down her pen. "Then I'll head back now. There's still a lot of work to do in the Land of Light."

The secretary waved his hand.

"Go ahead, go ahead, I know you're in a hurry, are you preparing for a new project again?"

Yang Qian did not answer directly, but left with a meaningful smile before turning and walking towards the door.

Zi Teng Hua and Zhang Ming also got up to say goodbye.

The three people walked out of the office, with Li Lin following at the very back.

When Yang Qian reached the elevator, she suddenly stopped and turned around.

"By the way, Ms. Zi, Ms. Zhang."

Wisteria and Zhang Ming stopped at the same time.

"How was the meal you had in the cafeteria last time?"

Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment, unable to follow Yang Qian's train of thought.

"...Huh? It's alright, no, it's delicious! Chef Sui's cooking is truly superb!"

"That's good."

Yang Qian smiled and said, "Come again when you have time."

"Bring your team along and let us know in advance so that Chef Sui can prepare the dishes for you."

"..."

Looking at Yang Qian's smiling face, Zhang Ming felt that there was something hidden in that smile.

"Are you sure you're not going to show us a new script again?"

Yang Qian did not answer, but simply smiled and pushed open the emergency exit door next to the elevator.

He prefers to take the stairs; taking the elevator is unnecessary when the floors are not high.

The wisteria flower watched his figure disappear into the stairwell, remaining silent for a moment.

"He just changed the subject."

"I know he didn't answer my question."

The two looked at each other and saw the same thought in each other's eyes.

Therefore, he must have a new script.

Li Lin caught up with Yang Qian.

The two walked down the stairs side by side.

"Director Yang,"

Li Lin lowered his voice, "That sentence you just said, 'You know I never let people down,'..."

"Wow, Director Yang is amazing! His united front value is off the charts."

Yang Qian raised her eyelids and glanced at him, but didn't stop walking.

"I'm not some kind of demon, and the secretary isn't some kind of kidnapper. It's just signing a contract. Let's talk and sign it normally."

Li Lin chuckled and didn't press the matter further.

But he knew better than anyone else.

Not all business owners can speak like Yang Qian in front of the Party Secretary.

When I got to the lobby on the first floor.

The group happened to meet again.

"Director Yang."

Suddenly, the wisteria flower called out to him from behind.

Yang Qian stopped in her tracks.

Wisteria walked over quickly, and Zhang Ming followed, probably not wanting to miss any important conversation.

"I have a question I've been wanting to ask."

"Please speak, Ms. Zi."

"The three truckloads of scripts you took out from the Cultural Affairs Bureau that day...were they really just the first batch?"

Yang Qian looked at her and smiled.

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