Reborn in the Chinese Entertainment Industry: My Childhood Sweetheart is Boss Yang

Gu Heng pulled out Plan C and slammed it onto the table.

"Huh?" Su Qing was taken aback, thinking she had misheard. "Mr. Gu, which one did you say?"

"This Jimen Bridge one," Gu Heng pointed to the document, "a five-story detached building, a three-minute walk from the south gate of Beijing Film Academy. I think it's pretty good."

Su Qing frowned, her mind racing.

Good?

Where is it good?

That building was a notorious unfinished project; the original owner ran away with his mistress, so the feng shui wasn't even good.

Why choose this place instead of the CBD or Zhongguancun?

Su Qing took a deep breath, just about to use her ten years of professional experience to persuade her boss to wake up.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning struck her mind.

wrong.

Who is Gu Heng?

This is a man who can accurately reap tens of millions in the stock market, who can spot a genius director like "Crazy Stone" at a glance, and who can spend 12 million to get Yang Mi into a major CCTV drama!

Would someone who thinks ten steps ahead before taking one step actually make a losing deal?

Absolutely impossible!

Since it's not blindness, then it must be...

Su Qing's eyes suddenly lit up, and her gaze towards Gu Heng instantly changed, filled with admiration.

"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"

Su Qing exclaimed excitedly, "President Gu, that was a brilliant move!"

Gu Heng was holding a teacup, about to drink some water, when he was startled by the shout and his hand trembled, splashing a few drops of tea onto the back of his hand.

???

He looked completely bewildered.

I hadn't even said anything yet, how did things suddenly become so wonderful?

Before Gu Heng could speak, Su Qing began her analysis: "What is our company's core competitiveness? It's content and people! And Beijing Film Academy has one of the largest talent pools in China!"

"Opening a company right at the entrance of Nortel is like planting a flag at Nortel's gate!"

"First, it makes it easy for us to discover new talent anytime. Students can just stroll in for auditions after class. While other companies are still sending out notices and begging for new talent, we can just set up a table at the door and hold open auditions!"

"Secondly, the integration of industry, academia, and research. Director Ning Hao is still editing the film, right? In the future, we can directly cooperate with various departments of the Beijing Film Academy. We will provide the funding, and they will provide the personnel. This will not only solve the cost problem, but also build a reputation in the academic circle."

"Third, and most importantly!"

Su Qing took a deep breath, as if she had glimpsed some profound secret: "You're making a statement to the school. You're not just a student, but also an investor who can give back to your alma mater. With this connection, your status at the school will be unique!"

"This is what they call—'holding the emperor hostage to command the feudal lords'... no, it's more like 'it's good to have a powerful backer's shade!'"

Su Qing became more and more excited as she spoke, as if she could already see Vision Entertainment, under Gu Heng's strategic planning, becoming a transcendent entity like a school-run enterprise of the Beijing Film Academy.

"Mr. Gu, I originally thought you just wanted to buy an office building, but I never imagined you were playing such a grand game! I admire your vision!"

Gu Heng opened his mouth, but when he looked at Su Qing's face full of admiration, he swallowed the words that were about to come out.

in fact……

He just felt that if the company were located near the entrance of the Beijing Film Academy, it would be more convenient to sneak out for a nap whenever he didn't want to attend his physical education or Marxist philosophy classes.

But isn't saying this a bit too damaging to my shining image in the eyes of my employees?

Gu Heng turned to look at Chen Kai.

Chen Kai was looking down, his shoulders shrugging, clearly trying to suppress a laugh.

As a trusted confidant who had followed Gu Heng since his rise to power, and also the executor of various divine pronouncements, Chen Kai knew this guy's nature all too well.

All that talk about industry-academia-research integration and strategic planning is utter nonsense.

This guy just casually spent 20 million to buy a luxurious lounge so he'd have somewhere to go when he skips class!

"Cough cough."

Gu Heng coughed twice tactically, a mysterious smile on his face.

"The fact that you, Mr. Su, can see this level shows that your overall perspective is also improving."

"Then it's settled."

"Chen Kai, go and complete the formalities tomorrow, pay in full. While you're at it, find a design team to renovate the interior. Keep the top floor for me, and build this kind of... that kind of... basically, a comfortable lounge."

"We also need a bigger kitchen."

Su Qing nodded repeatedly, quickly jotting down notes in her notebook: "Understood! The top floor, as the strategic command center, certainly needs a high level of privacy. The kitchen is for future banquets for industry bigwigs and school leaders, to prepare private meals, right? Got it! I understand!"

Gu Heng nodded approvingly: "Yes, that's exactly what I mean."

Chen Kai lowered his head even further.

Home-style kitchen my foot!

You're just doing this so that it's easier for Yang Mi to cook hot pot separately!

"Alright, meeting adjourned."

Gu Heng stood up, stretched, and said, "President Su, go contact the landlord. Chen Kai, go get the funds. I'm going to the school; Ning Hao is editing the film there. I'll go check it out."

Watching Gu Heng's dashing departure, Su Qing was filled with emotion.

"Mr. Chen, it's really our luck to work for a boss with such vision and courage."

Chen Kai pushed up his glasses and sighed softly.

"Yes, luck."

Encountering a boss who can package laziness as a top-notch business strategy is indeed a kind of luck.

It's just that this kind of luck comes at a bit of a cost.

The company's accounts are almost completely drained, so we need to find ways to raise money again.

My hair.

……

Three days later, an inconspicuous piece of news circulated in the real estate industry.

The standalone commercial building near Jimen Bridge, which had been abandoned for two years, was snapped up by someone paying in full.

The transaction price was 19.8 million.

The buyer didn't take out a loan or haggle; he simply handed over a check and signed the contract on the spot.

It's said that the owner is a young man. The entire viewing took less than ten minutes, and his only requirement was...

The old locust tree in the yard should be kept.

For a time, all the real estate agencies in Beijing were inquiring about this boss.

While the real estate agents were gossiping, Gu Heng was already sitting in the editing room of the Beijing Film Academy's directing department.

The curtains inside were drawn tightly, and the room was filled with an artistic atmosphere that was a mixture of strong smells of smoke, instant noodles, and feet.

Ning Hao sported dark circles under his eyes that resembled those of a panda, his hair was a mess like a bird's nest, and his T-shirt was wrinkled and looked like it hadn't been changed in days.