Huayu 2005: Chat groups are full of real celebrities

Guo Jian began to state his conditions:

"First, the cooperating entity must be a company that has been in operation for at least three years."

"Secondly, the business scope must include 'film and television production' and 'music production'."

"Third, there must be a formal authorization letter from the fairy sister to prove that her endorsement qualifications and cooperation intentions are genuine."

Before he could even pause, Jiang Bei continued:

"Neither the first nor the second rule is difficult."

"Lacking three years of qualifications, just buy a shell company."

"If the business scope isn't enough, then we'll pick everything else as well."

"This should be resolved in a week or two at most."

Ruan Fei and Cui Hao were stunned.

Buy a shell company.

Expand the scope of business operations.

Jiang Bei spoke so casually, as if he weren't dealing with the threshold of a multi-million dollar project, but rather picking up two packs of cigarettes at the convenience store downstairs.

But it is precisely this understated tone that sounds so inspiring.

I'm not afraid of you having the conditions.

I'm afraid you won't have a way out.

Once the path is provided, the rest is simply a matter of filling in the blanks one by one.

Guo Jian also laughed:

"I knew you had a plan."

"And what about the third one?"

This time, Jiang Bei didn't even have to speak.

Liu Yifei, who was standing next to her, had already taken it first:

"The authorization letter is fine."

"I'll sign whenever you need it."

The moment the words were spoken, there was an eerie silence on the other end of the phone for half a second.

Immediately afterwards—

"Clang!"

"Clatter!"

"Hold--"

A series of crackling sounds burst out from the receiver.

It's like a phone smashing on a table.

It was as if someone had fallen directly off a chair.

The people in the room were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Even Jiang Bei couldn't hold back and burst out laughing, clutching his forehead.

Several seconds later, Guo Jian's voice came through again.

This time, however, he noticeably lowered his voice, his tone filled with a resentful, gritted-teeth tone:

"Jiang Laoliu..."

"You bastard, why didn't you warn me beforehand?!"

"You should have said so sooner when the fairy sister was right next to us!"

"Didn't I just make you kowtow to me?!"

Upon hearing this, the laughter inside the room intensified.

Ruan Fei was so happy that he slapped the table on the spot:

"And you even made us call you godfather!"

"Come on, keep being arrogant!"

Cui Hao also added insult to injury:

"Now you know fear?"

"Weren't you pretty arrogant just now? How about you try having the fairy sister call you 'godfather' a couple more times?"

Guo Jian was completely numb on the other end of the phone. He coughed hard twice and forcibly turned the page on the socially awkward situation.

"Alright, alright, let's get down to business."

"There's one last request."

He seemed genuinely afraid of another mishap, and his speech quickened considerably:

"The leadership wants us to submit the script outline and demos of the two songs as soon as possible."

"Since the project is going to be a strategic partnership, they need to see your actual ability to implement it."

"Whether the drama can be filmed or the song can be released, we need to make them feel confident first."

Jiangbei nodded:

"That's no problem."

"I'll give you the script outline and two song demos within a week."

Guo Jian hummed in agreement, then added:

"Furthermore, our approval process is being expedited."

"President Li Xiangdong has personally flown to headquarters today to oversee the process."

"According to him, as long as your materials don't falter, the approval will most likely come through this week."

As soon as those words were spoken, everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't the kind of fleeting excitement.

Rather, it was the kind of—

The huge rock hanging over my head finally started to fall towards "success," bringing a sense of relief.

The knives on the cover song website are already being sharpened.

The eight million yuan project on the mobile side has also been truly put on track.

The two messages were increasingly important.

Both Ruan Fei and Cui Hao were somewhat dazed.

Just a few days ago, they were still crammed into a rented room, scrimping and saving on server costs, domain names, and advertising budgets.

Then he turned around.

An opportunity to ruthlessly crush the cover song website is now before us.

The other is a strategic partnership with China Mobile, a deal worth eight million.

This is not entrepreneurship at all.

This is clearly like riding a rocket.

Jiang Bei finally felt completely relieved and said earnestly into the phone:

"You've really worked hard this time."

"I'll treat you to dinner sometime when you're free."

On the other end of the phone, Guo Jian sighed.

"Let's talk about it after dinner."

"I've really been screwed over by you guys this time."

Jiang Bei raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong?"

Guo Jian said quietly:

"My dad personally arranged a job for me as a 'Key Account Operations Specialist'."

"From now on, I'll be in charge of everything related to the fairy sister's endorsements, events, publicity, and coordination."

The room fell silent for a moment.

Immediately afterward, Ruan Fei burst out laughing:

"Holy crap, isn't this great?"

"You're always chasing after celebrities, and you still look so wronged?"

Cui Hao was ecstatic:

"Don't be so ungrateful for your good fortune!"

"You didn't just get buried, you clearly latched onto the coattails of a bunch of celebrities!"

Guo Jian: "..."

"roll!"

"You guys don't know anything!"

"Just thinking about having to run errands, monitor schedules, oversee publicity, and manage processes every day gives me a headache."

"How could I be digging a hole for myself?"

"I dug my own grave, and then I jumped right in!"

Ruan Fei laughed so hard that tears almost came to her eyes:

"Alright, alright, then your grave is worth it."

"Others might want to bury me, but they don't even have the right!"

On the other end of the phone, Guo Jian grumbled a few times, but in the end, he couldn't help but laugh along.

The atmosphere in the room completely relaxed amidst the laughter and chatter.

But everyone knows in their hearts—

From this moment on, things were different.

Cover song websites are no longer just about online flame wars.

Mobile projects are no longer just a vague idea.

The knife is already sharpened.

The road has already been paved.

Next, let's see how Jiangbei plays these two games to the bitter end.

After exchanging a few jokes, they hung up the phone, and the room was quiet for two seconds.

The next second, Ruan Fei exploded.

Holy crap!

"It really worked?!"

"Did we really win the mobile project? Or is it a strategic partnership?!"

He slammed his hand on the table, making the plastic lunchbox jump, and his face turned red with excitement.

Cui Hao was also a little confused. His gaze swept back and forth between the broken desk, the buzzing old computer, and the three boxed lunches and a bucket of instant noodles on the table. After a long while, he finally managed to stammer out:

"Oh shit……"

"I feel like I'm holding a board meeting in a slum."

Upon hearing this, Ruan Fei immediately burst into laughter:

"So what if it's a slum? Even in a slum, there's an eight-million-dollar board of directors!"

One sentence made everyone in the room laugh.

Even Liu Yifei couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips slightly.

But as soon as the smile appeared, a complex feeling welled up inside her.

To be honest, until she hung up the phone just now, she couldn't really believe that Jiangbei could secure a project of China Mobile's caliber.

She did support Jiangbei.

On the contrary, her willingness to accept this endorsement and to give it a try with him was itself a gamble.

I'm betting that this guy, who talks nonsense but has an incredibly sharp mind, might actually manage to pull off something amazing.

And now-

It seems a miracle has truly occurred.

Five million for endorsement, three million for investment, and a mobile strategic partnership.

At this moment, her strongest emotion was not happiness, but relief.

I'm glad I didn't take Jiangbei's words as nonsense that day, and I'm glad I chose to believe him this time.

But amidst the relief, a vague sense of unease crept in.

All the projects worth eight million have been negotiated.

Then... does he still need himself?