Rebirth 2002: Chic Life

Chapter 324 Young people don't think about eating alone

Yanjing, the president's office of Brilliance Brothers.

A large desk, a bookcase full of books, a leather sofa, and a Persian rug, it looks like an ordinary boss's office.

The only difference is that there is a pair of couplets hanging on the wall. The upper couplet: it is good to write Peng Fu with a good hand;

If this couplet is placed elsewhere, please ask an expert to appraise it, and they will tell you that this thing is fake at first glance!

Putting it here, it is undoubtedly the masterpiece of Master Qigong.

Wang Da was dressed in casual clothes, smoking a cigar leisurely, leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed to rest.

Those who are busy every day are wage earners, and the big boss seems to be very busy.

The female secretary knocked lightly on the door a few times, then pushed the door lightly and walked in.

With shawl and long hair, a small suit, a hip skirt, and black silk high heels, she looks no worse than a female star in appearance. She walked up to Wang Da and bent down.

"Boss, there is a response over there."

"How to say?" Wang Da didn't even open his eyes, he flicked the cigarette ash while talking.

The female secretary quickly caught it with an ashtray, "Langlang Media has no intention of continuing to raise funds." She said cautiously.

"Heh, it's still the same, young people are just so stubborn. It seems that we need to give him some color... Hehehe..."

The female secretary brushed her hair alluringly, and squatted down to help him refill the tea, "Boss, I'll go to work first if I have nothing to do."

"What's the hurry!" Wang Da put his hand on the female secretary's shoulder, "Young people always want to eat alone, but I'm different. Good things always have to be shared with others to be interesting."

"Boss, the door is unlocked..."

……

Zhonghai, the Chinese branch of Hard Silver.

"Mr. Yang, the other party still has no intention of continuing financing."

A male assistant in his 20s and a male boss in his 50s seem more formal.

The boss holding the coffee said, "It shouldn't be! According to their current company size, that [-] million fund should not last long. Check if they have any new partners recently..."

"Okay." The assistant nodded immediately.

"Oh, by the way, has Tencent contacted them?"

"Well, I heard that Langlang Media also rejected them. It should be because they really don't want or don't need it."

The person known as Mr. Yang smiled slightly, looking like the kind of expert who has seen through the world.

He seemed to be teaching his young assistant, and he seemed to be talking to himself.

"It shouldn't be impossible if you don't need it, but it's true if you don't want to.

A company is like a child of an entrepreneur, especially a newcomer like Wu Dong, who does not want to share it with others. "

The male assistant concurred disdainfully, "At first I was coy, but when I got used to it, I started asking for it non-stop."

Mr. Yang laughed, "You boy, your words are becoming more and more dirty."

"Okay, keep in touch, let's see again, I don't think he will last long."

The assistant reached out and handed over an analysis report, "I have asked the firm to conduct a detailed analysis. This is their financial situation. Please take a look, Mr. Yang."

Mr. Yang glanced at the assistant with satisfaction, and said gently, "I'm dazzled, I'll take a look at it later, you can talk about it first."

"Okay." The assistant should have prepared it long ago.

He didn't open the report in his hand at all, and said directly, "The first is the daily expenses. Langlang Media's employee salaries, rent, utilities, etc. We have estimated the employee salaries based on their recruitment information, and we directly paid the rent. After contacting the landlord, the conclusion is that the daily expenditure is 2000-3500 million, because the incentive fee for the technical department must be taken into account, so the fluctuation is relatively large;

The second is equipment maintenance and upgrading. Last time, Langlang Media bought out the central computer room of the original Wutai Technology and paid 800 million at one time, and the follow-up 800 million will be paid in half a year... The third is..."

Mr. Yang frowned slightly, and said with a smile, "According to what you said, it's no problem for them to last for a year!"

The assistant laughed, "It's okay if they maintain the status quo, but considering the server expansion and security issues brought about by the surge in the number of users, the firm expects that Langlang Media may build a new one with 500 to 1000 servers in the short term." The central computer room costs at least 2000 million."

"Have you estimated how long their current computer room can last?" Mr. Yang is very satisfied with his answer.

"Three months, or even shorter. The technical department has done calculations. If there is no additional equipment, Langlang Media will not even be able to support the Spring Festival. Their 100 servers will go down..."

"Say hello to acquaintances over there in the banking system."

"Boss, Langlang Media has very good qualifications, and the bank has no reason to refuse."

"Prepare some black material, make some if you don't have it, and release it when they are about to apply for a loan! Isn't there a reason for this?" Don't worry, the timing is set, hahaha..."

"Is it aimed at Wu Dong personally?" The assistant probed for a while.

"Childish! What's the use of discrediting him.

Just say that Weibo falsely reports the number of users, and the online speeches are all automatically generated by machines, or that Langlang Media is suspected of spreading obscene and pornographic information..."

Seeing the assistant turned to leave, Mr. Yang added, "Don't be too cruel, as long as he can't raise funds in the short term, it's fine, and then we will give charcoal when the time comes.

If it's too ruthless, if we kill it directly, our busy work will be in vain. The gain outweighs the loss! "

"Understood, Mr. Yang, please call me if you need anything."

Mr. Yang looked at the assistant's back with playful eyes, and muttered softly, "Young people only know how to rush and punch, and Wu Dong is no exception.

If it goes too smoothly, he won't notice the risk under his feet, and it will be too late when he finds out, hahahahahaha"

……

An investment company, "What? They have received a new advertising contract!"

"It's a flower company, and the advertising fee is only 50."

"Heh, 50. A drop in the bucket..."
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Xinfeng, New Century Art and Design School, Master Studio.

Wu Dong was thinking about things while drinking tea.

The art school started with 3 small servers, then 5 servers, and then directly connected to the Ari Cloud platform...

Wu Dong has worked in the computer room for 20 years. He visited Ali's smart city and Taobao's disaster recovery center in the early days, and later visited the Aliyun platform.

He knows better than anyone how much money a computer room costs.

The capital market is intriguing. If you can't take advantage, you will suffer a loss. If you can't get it, you will be destroyed. Wu Dong understands these mentalities!

……

"Ding ding ding" Wu Dong, who was in deep thought, was awakened by the phone call.

He frowned, "Hey, third uncle, what's wrong?"

"Hehehe, Dongzi, why didn't you see you in this issue?"

You are the recording and broadcasting. Wu Dong has not recorded for two weeks. It was only on November 11 that the audience realized that there were two women in the guest seats.

Feng Xuan replaced Wu Dong, and the current situation is that Meng Fei leads the male guests against all the women on and off the field.

If Wu Dong is replaced by a man, the audience will definitely compare; if it is replaced by a woman, especially a big beauty, it will be easier for the audience to accept.

Wu Dong let out an oh, he knew that Uncle San called to borrow money or to do business, anyway, it wasn't for small talk.

"Oh, I've been busy with work recently, so I don't have time to record shows."

"Then is this temporary, or will you change it later?"

"I'll change it in the future, so I won't be on the show. Third Uncle, what's the matter with you?"

Someone on the other end of the phone seemed to pinch Uncle San, "Oh, don't make trouble, I'm just calling."

The voice was very soft, but Wu Dong could hear clearly that there was a woman but not the third aunt.

"Dongzi, I heard from your fifth uncle that you have made a lot of money with Daji Dali! The office is air-conditioned, and you don't have to run around in the wind and sun, just waiting for someone to come to buy a house..."

Thinking about the disgusting things this old man did, Wu Dong didn't want to talk to him anymore.

"Third Uncle, don't listen to Fifth Uncle's nonsense. If you can earn money by sitting every day, who will farm the land? Selling vegetables will be picked and scolded by others. How can a house be so easy to sell? Children report good news but not bad ones. , you really believe it!"

"Then it's always true that you're famous now?"

"What's the use of being famous? I record a show for 5000 for one episode, but I have to give the company a commission and pay taxes. After going to the accommodation and car fare, how much do you have left?"

"That, that"

The third uncle pressed the microphone again, and vaguely heard two people talking over there, "I'll just say no."

A woman's shrill voice said, "Wu San'er, you fucking want to play with my old lady for nothing! Tomorrow I will yell around and see where your old Wu family's face will go!"

"Keep your voice down, keep your voice down... Am I still discussing with him..."

"hurry up,"

"Well, Dongzi, you have to help uncle with something. Your uncle Li's son in our village is 17 this year. He has been wandering around at home after graduating from junior high school. Let him go to your place and you can find a job. It's not better than good luck. Just a little bit. Please..."

Someone pinched him from behind again, and Third Uncle called out softly.

Fuck, badass, if you can't control your lower body, don't go out for a ride!
Wu Dong's face was originally full of anger, but suddenly he was so angry that he laughed instead.

"Hahaha, third uncle, you really think I'm the big boss. I'm just a wage earner. The boss called me, so I'll hang up. Bye bye!"

Hahaha, Wu Dong sneered.

Old Wu's family is going to lose face, right?
It's none of my business!
As far as I can remember, relatives even just neighbors from a village came to the city, and they all lived and ate, drank, and lived at his house for free, and some shameless ones even took it for free!As a result, Wu Dong's parents died unexpectedly, Wu Dong rushed back from Jinling, and only his cousin Zhang Zhongping helped him with the funeral.

Those people who used to eat and drink from his house didn't even show their faces!
Now my cousin is studying at Jinling Normal University. When my parents can't stay in their hometown, they can only come to Jinling to open a shop. If it doesn't work, uncle and his family can come too. Third uncle, a rascal, let him stay there by himself. Be ashamed.

Those repertoires that were tossed by the original family to death are just a word in Wu Dong, get out!Three words, fuck off!

Wu Dong was sitting in the recording studio, the door was open, and a burst of Yingying Yanyan's voice came from outside.

"Ah! Principal, you're here too! It won't affect you if we take a rest." It was Leng Qingyi who spoke.

After Wu Dong was robbed that day in a daze, this little girl became presumptuous.

What she said was very polite, but her provocative eyes and her little tongue circling around clearly expressed bad intentions.

Wu Dong stood up and went outside to appreciate his work carefully.

In the past, girls' performances were either cheongsam or leggings, which was too monotonous.

Wu Dong specially recruited a teacher of fashion design. Principal Wu is only in charge of making requests, a red dress, legs that should be faintly visible when dancing...

The teacher of the costume design is Qiu Mulan, who graduated from the Art Department of Nanyi University in her 30s and is very experienced. She made the current dance costume in only three days.

Wu Dong took a look and moved away, took out his phone, "Duddu, Mr. Qiu Mulan, isn't this dress too see-through?"

"Principal, look carefully. There is a flesh-colored lining inside. It looks transparent, but you can't see anything. Don't you want to be invisible?"

Wu Dong said helplessly: "I mean the bottom is like skirt pants... When dancing, the calves are really exposed..."

Teacher Qiu on the opposite side had a super nice attitude, "Good principal, I'll come over right away and revise it right away."

……

Wu Dong carefully looked at Leng Qingyi's dance costume, and the vice-captain immediately showed Hu Xuan to him.

Maybe she removed the lining herself, or maybe it wasn't sewn properly...
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December 2003, 12, Monday, 1:[-] pm, Jinling, Jinling TV conference room.

There are less than 100 people in the conference room of about 20 square meters. The participants are the director, four deputy directors, several quite influential senior directors, and several cadres above the ministerial level.

The meeting should have come to the end, Director Yu was full of joy, and she was proudly turning the teacup in her hand.

"Old Gao, you have done a great job this time!"

The head of the station spoke up, and everyone echoed.

"Master Gao really has a lot of friends."

"Hey, what does it mean to have a wide range of friends, that is to know people with insight."

Gao Xiaochun waved his hands again and again, "It's a crooked attack, it's a crooked attack, it's because the pressure from above is too great, and no one here dares to take it!"

Whether it's a crooked hit or a lot of luck, let's not talk about the ratings, Jinling TV has already made a lot of money in advertising fees.

They didn't even do anything, and the advertisers who thought they were tasteless took the initiative to contact them.

Thinking back to last year, everyone at the meeting sighed.

In 2002, the naming rights for the Jinling Spring Festival Gala were basically ignored. It was the superiors who took pity on them, and through their mediation, China Unicom bought the naming rights for 450 million yuan.Advertisements before and after various parties, and on-site advertisements for rent are basically half sold and half free...

All the advertising revenue is only less than 1200 million, and the expenses are basically the same. If labor costs are also included, the TV station even lost more than 100 million.

Just because of the pressure from top to bottom, it was so big that no one dared to be the director of a gala.

"Old Gao, don't be humble, everyone on the stage must thank you this year!" Director Yu's face was red, she had just been highly praised by her superiors.

……

The naming rights of the Jinlingtai Spring Festival Gala were finally taken by the local Hongguiyuan Real Estate Group, 800 million!
The horoscope for the party has not been written yet, all kinds of advertisements for rent before and after the party, as well as pendants and banners at the party... The total advertising revenue of all kinds exceeds 2000 million, and the sales department estimates that it may eventually reach 2500 million or 2600 million!
This was 2003, Jinling TV did not invite any stars from Hong Kong and Taiwan, and they made a net profit of more than 1000 million yuan for a show, which was 15% of the TV station's annual income.

Director Yu finally said: "Old Gao, there is an important task, you must do it.

Wu Dong has to be the chief director next year! "

"Crack!" Gao Xiaochun's lighter fell to the ground...

　Thank you Wuhen for your reward.Thank you and Tiger, thank you for the rain, thank you for the ideal life, thank you book friends 0314, thank you Xianer, thank you 9555, thank you for walking in the world...

　　
　
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