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Chapter 859

Lan Weidong didn't have any objection to Shen Lin's arrangement on the surface, but he had a feeling that now, the chairman seemed a little radical!

The location here is good, but it is not so easy to build a twelve-story building.

After all, the area here is large.

While guessing Shen Lin's aggressive intentions, Lan Weidong thought about how he could strive for the best interests for Mi Ke.

And Shen Lin's eyes were silently staring at the location around the plot just selected.

Here, here, here...

In the previous life, ordinary areas on the map would become commercial CBDs where every inch of land was valuable. In many places, even if you had money, you couldn't buy it.

For example, the place I just selected, such as...

For Shen Lin, this open space is like an unmined gold brick.

A gold brick falling to the ground.

It would be a pity to give up at this time.

He looked at Lan Weidong and pondered, and finally said: "Mr. Lan, if you can fight for this matter, you still have to fight for it!"

Lan Weidong was thinking about the steps, Shen Lin's words made him feel pressured.

Obviously, Shen Lin is extremely concerned about this matter, otherwise, he would not have said such a thing.

After hesitating for a moment, Lan Weidong nodded heavily and said, "Chairman, don't worry, I understand what to do."

After lunch, Shen Lin and his party came to Donghai Animation Studio.When their car was parked at the rusty gate, an old man in his 60s stopped the car and said, "Who are you looking for?"

"Hi master, we are here to visit your factory manager." Cheng Zi responded immediately as the driver.

Looking at the car parked in front of him, the old master asked, "Where are you from, what's the matter?"

"We are from the Mishell Electronics Factory, and we have a business to discuss with your factory." Cheng Zi said with a smile.

In the past, Cheng Zi and Shen Lin had been to many places. Basically, as long as Cheng Zi said that he was from the Mishell Electronics Factory, they would give them a lot of face.

Now, when he came to this animation studio, Chengzi felt that there would be no problem waiting for him.

The old master waved his hand and said, "Wait a minute first."

While speaking, the old master picked up the phone at the door post and quickly dialed it.

It took only 2 minutes, and the old master had already said: "Everyone, our factory manager has something to do, and he is not in the factory. You can come back later."

When Cheng Zi heard the result, he looked at Shen Lin.

But at this moment, Cheng Zi felt a little uncomfortable, because he felt that the old gatekeeper must have lied.

If the factory manager hadn't been there, the old master would have said it a long time ago instead of making a special phone call.

You know, even if it is a phone installed inside the factory, it will still be charged.

When Liang Jialuo, who was sitting in front of her, was about to speak, Shen Lin stopped her, but said to the old master, "Master, what we meant just now was not very clear."

"Please call me again and say that Ms. Lu Xiaorong, the author of The Martian, wants to visit your factory director."

While talking, Shen Lin pushed the door and walked out, handed a cigarette to the old man who watched the door with a smile, and helped him light it with a smile.

The janitor felt Shen Lin's respectful attitude. After pondering for a while, he picked up the phone again. He didn't know who Lu Xiaorong was, but Shen Lin was offering cigarettes and lighting cigarettes. He felt that he Should do a favor.In just half a minute, the janitor's face turned serious. He covered the phone and said, "Is it the writer Lu Xiaoronglu who wrote the Three-Body novel?"

"Yes, if it's fake." Shen Lin said with a smile.

After answering a few words on the phone, the old master said with a smile on his face: "Our factory manager Feng asked everyone to wait for a while, and he will bring people over to greet you."

While talking, he couldn't help but said: "Our factory manager has not come to pick up people in person in the past two years!"

While the janitor was talking, he saw six or seven people walking quickly from the direction of the office building. When they came to the gate, they looked at Lu Xiaorong and Liang Jialuo who got out of the car.

After all, it is well known that Lu Xiaorong is a woman.

It's just that these two young girls are equally young and beautiful, so it's hard to tell them apart.

"Which one is Writer Lu?" Walking in front was a man in his fifties, with a smile on his face, he said, "My surname is Feng, and I'm the director of the factory here."

Lu Xiaorong stepped forward quickly and said, "Hello, Director Feng, I am Lu Xiaorong."

Director Feng looked at Lu Xiaorong a few times, a little unbelievable, but finally said: "Hello, Writer Lu, I am a fan of your books. Welcome to our cartoon factory as a guest, please come inside."

Lu Xiaorong said a few words modestly, and quickly introduced Shen Lin: "Principal Feng, this is my husband, Shen Lin, and he is the director of the Rice Shell Electronics Factory."

"He came this time because he has something to discuss with you."

Director Feng looked at Shen Lin twice, obviously he didn't know Shen Lin, after all, they were not in the same circle.

"Haha, hello Mr. Shen, I didn't expect that Writer Lu is already married."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Shen Lin and the others came to Director Feng's office.

After asking someone to pour tea, Factory Manager Feng asked Shen Lin with a smile, "Mr. Shen, I don't know what you want from me?"

"Director Feng, I came to see you today because I want to make a cartoon." Shen Lin took a sip from his water glass and explained his reason for coming.

Director Feng was stunned for a moment. They basically have their own set of procedures when making cartoons.

After so many years, it was the first time someone approached them to make a cartoon.

"Mr. Shen, what kind of cartoon are you going to make?" Factory Manager Feng touched his head and said, "We...we are very tight on funds now, and we have plans for all cartoons."

If it weren't for Lu Xiaorong's face, Director Feng would never be so polite, and he would even drive people away directly.

What does this guy think about running his own animation studio to make cartoons.

Shen Lin understood what Director Feng meant, and he smiled and said, "Director Feng, what I mean is that I am going to invest in making a cartoon."

"It's us who pay the money and create ideas, and you are responsible for making this cartoon."

"Of course, the filming funds also include your factory's remuneration."

Director Feng's hand holding the water glass suddenly stopped in mid-air. This was the first time he encountered such a thing.

Someone paid money, came up with ideas, asked them to make cartoons, this... what is this...

"Mr. Shen, I heard you right. It takes a lot of money to make a cartoon!" After taking a breath, Director Feng said solemnly.

Shen Lin said with a smile: "For this cartoon, we are going to invest 100 million first. Have you seen enough?"

(End of this chapter)