Life countdown begins, ice queen bursts into security room

Jiang Fan sat behind his desk, watching the two women chatting animatedly on the sofa.

Su Yuyan held Song Siyi's hand and touched the cuff of the silk shirt with her fingers.

"The fabric of this dress is nice, but the cut is a bit conservative." Su Yuyan leaned closer to Song Siyi.

"I'll take you to my favorite high-end bespoke shop another day, and we'll pick out a few pieces that accentuate your waist."

Song Siyi shrank back half an inch, but couldn't pull her hand out.

She was used to working behind the scenes, and she felt somewhat restrained in front of this charismatic diva.

"No need to trouble Sister Yuyan. I usually dress casually for work, as long as it's something I can manage."

"A woman shouldn't skimp on herself." Su Yuyan looked her up and down. "You're now the head of Qitian Culture, and you represent the company when you go out. If you dress too plainly, people will look down on you."

Jiang Fan leaned back in his chair.

The two formed an alliance much faster than he had anticipated.

Having been in the entertainment industry for so many years, Su Yuyan is adept at navigating interpersonal relationships.

Song Siyi had been an editor for several years and was simple-minded; she was easily drawn into the rhythm of the conversation with just a few words.

"Have you finished talking?" Jiang Fan tapped the table. "If you've had enough, let's get down to business."

Su Yuyan then released her grip.

She stood up, straightened her skirt, walked to the desk, pulled out the chair opposite her, and sat down.

Her legs were crossed, and the black skirt slid up with her movements, revealing a section of her fair calves.

"Why did you call me all this way?" Su Yuyan asked, looking at him.

Jiang Fan opened the drawer, took out a document, threw it on the table, and pushed it forward.

"I plan to collaborate with Times Media on the television adaptation rights for 'Journey to the West'."

Su Yuyan picked up the document, flipped through a couple of pages, and then her gaze settled on the paper.

"How do you want to cooperate?"

"Qitian Culture will provide the script and copyright, while Times Media will provide the production team and marketing." Jiang Fan looked at her. "The profits will be split 30/70, with you taking 30%."

Su Yuyan slammed the document on the table.

"Jiang Fan, you're too greedy. You want to take 70% of the profits from a script and its copyright?"

Although "Journey to the West" is currently extremely popular, several top film and television companies in the industry are fighting tooth and nail to acquire this IP.

But this is also a hot potato.

Mythological themes, including Heaven, Dragon Palace, and Underworld, all require top-notch post-production special effects.

The initial production costs, including special effects, will start at least at 500 million.

Times Media is going to pour real money into it, but in the end they'll only get 30% of the profits?

"If President Su has any difficulties, I'll ask someone else." Jiang Fan looked at her with a smile.

Su Yuyan gritted her teeth and silently cursed Jiang Fan as a little bastard in her heart.

She glanced at Song Siyi in the direction of the sofa, then turned back, leaned forward, rested her elbows on the desk, and brought her face less than half a foot away from Jiang Fan.

The sound was hushed down to the point where only the two people standing close enough could hear it.

"Jiang Fan, how about a 50/50 split? Why are you so concerned about your own woman?"

The voice is soft and slightly nasal.

Jiang Fan looked at the fair skin revealed by her neckline, leaned back, and created some distance.

"Public matters are public, and private matters are private. I could give you three hundred million every day for personal matters. But the company's accounts can't be mixed up."

Su Yuyan paused for a second before realizing what he was saying.

Two blushes crept onto her cheeks.

Seeing that this trick had no effect, she snorted and sat up straight.

This deal may seem like a loss for Time Media, but in reality, it's a sure win.

"Are there any other conditions?" Su Yuyan asked.

"I have veto power over the casting of the lead actors," Jiang Fan continued. "You guys handle the rest."

"make a deal."

Su Yuyan stood up and placed her hands on the table.

The neckline of the black dress drooped slightly because of this movement.

A patch of snow-white and black lace was directly exposed to Jiang Fan's view.

"Besides profit sharing, don't you want anything else?" Su Yuyan asked softly.

Jiang Fan's gaze followed her neckline downwards.

"So I'm just not going to pay you back the money I owe you?"

"That's my life savings." Su Yuyan straightened up, rolled her eyes at him, and said, "Then you'll support me from now on."

She turned around, picked up her bag from the sofa, and glanced at Song Siyi.

"I'll go back to the office to prepare the contract. Siyi, don't make any plans for the weekend, I'll pick you up to go shopping."

"Okay, Sister Yuyan." Song Siyi stood up to see her off.

The office door closed, leaving only two people in the room.

Song Siyi walked to the desk, looked at the document on it, and frowned slightly.

"Although Sister Yuyan is easy to talk to, your conditions are too harsh."

Jiang Fan looked at her.

"You think I got the better deal?"

"Isn't that right?" Song Siyi picked up the calculator on the table. "Once this drama is produced, the total revenue from the first broadcast rights, the exclusive online broadcast rights, and the advertising from Google will not be less than one billion. You don't have to spend a penny, and you'll take away seven hundred million directly."

"That's not how you do business in the entertainment industry," Jiang Fan said, pulling the calculator from her hand.

"As soon as the news of the exclusive adaptation rights for 'Journey to the West' is released, Times Media's stock will hit the daily limit tomorrow. Its market value will easily increase by several billion."

"Not to mention they can also put all the newcomers they signed into the production crew to increase their exposure, saving on publicity costs and generating traffic that is immeasurable."

Jiang Fan tapped the table. "Su Yuyan understands this better than anyone else."

Song Siyi was stunned. She realized that she was far inferior to Jiang Fan in terms of business acumen.

Jiang Fan reached out and put his arm around Song Siyi's waist, pulling her closer.

The bodycon skirt was very form-fitting, and Jiang Fan could feel the warmth of her waist through the fabric.

How much cash does the company have in its accounts right now?

"We've received some of the pre-sale funds, and after deducting the printing plant's operating costs and labor, we still have nearly 100 million yuan in the account," Song Siyi reported.

Jiang Fan nodded and gave instructions for what to do next.

"We'll post a preview on our official Weibo account: the second batch of five million copies will be available for pre-order in three days."

Song Siyi took a pen and wrote it down in her notebook.

"Also, find more art students and make several versions of picture books suitable for elementary schools and kindergartens, and let me review them first."

Song Siyi's eyes lit up.

Yes, that's a huge profit center.

Many parents buy the original books, but the children can't understand the words at all, but picture books are different.

The target audience can be directly reached down to kindergartens.

Anyway, with the newly acquired Qitian Printing, the machines and workers are readily available, which means they have a complete grasp of the entire industry chain.

She looked at the man in front of her.

He is no longer the little kid who used to follow her around in the orphanage.

He planned three steps ahead for every one he took, making the most of the resources at his disposal.

After thinking for a moment, Song Siyi offered her suggestion.

"I think we could hold an event to collect drawings of the main characters online."

"The selected works will be used directly in the picture book, with the author credited and paid. This will save on the illustrator's fees and generate further buzz."

Jiang Fan looked at her; this idea was indeed good.

It offers interaction, traffic, and the ability to acquire high-quality original artwork at a low cost.

He reached out and patted Song Siyi's pert buttocks.

"That's a great idea. Siyi is really brilliant."

Song Siyi blushed and leaned into his arms.

"So, how does Boss Jiang plan to reward me?"