Reborn Cultural Empire

The investment agreement with Tencent, under the full follow-up of the legal affairs of both parties, was signed soon. Holding the signed contract in duplicate, Yang Yicai put his heart back in his stomach, and stretched his heart to Ma Huaquan and Zhang Zhidong. Shot: "Although there are some twists and turns, it is still very successful overall. I hope that Yangyi Culture and Tengxun Technology can move forward together on the future road and create the future together."

"I have the same expectation." Ma Huaquan stretched out his hand and held it tightly with Yang Yi.

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After finishing the rebirth, the most important investment, the young man felt exhausted all over, wishing to find another place similar to the hot spring bath in the island country, to relax, and count it as a consolation to himself.

However, in Shenzhen, he definitely couldn’t find a similar place. He didn’t have much interest in those popular domestic sauna baths, so after leaving Tengxun Company and everyone returned to the hotel, Yang Yi suddenly had a feeling. Not knowing what to do feels good.

"What's the matter, Mr. Yang, it seems that your spirit is not very good? It seems that this negotiation has consumed too much of your energy?" Qiu Yuan became curious, because since he joined Yangyi Culture, it is true that I have never seen Yang Yi like this.

Yang Yi shook his head: "Find a place to rest, this is indeed the most important experience I've ever had, don't say much, you will naturally know about it in the future."

On March 1999, 3, the young man had never set foot in this previous life, and it was the first time he visited the Southern Special Zone in this life. Finally, he felt that this period of history that he moved casually can be called a staged and magnificent life. The accumulation of quantitative changes has become a qualitative change.The expectations for the future brought about by this change made him feel a kind of freedom.It is a power completely controlled by oneself, separated from the established destiny.And the things that disappear.But in the spring year after year, it is gone forever.

Before leaving Shenzhen, the four members of Yangyi Culture came to a western restaurant not far from Shenlan Road. On the second floor of the western restaurant, you can see the landmark building of the city, the Ruziniu sculpture. This sculpture is This is the former headquarters of the city's reform, opening up and modernization, something that people in Shenzhen are most familiar with.Those of the older generation who have participated in the construction of Shenzhen Town often just pass by here.They will involuntarily recall the glorious military and horses in their pioneering career.And Yang Yi came here specially before leaving, and he also wanted to make this trip to the south more profound: "Look, there is the most famous symbol of Shenzhen, but our southward trip this time is very important for Yang Yi culture. The significance of this sculpture is no less than that of that sculpture to Shenzhen."

Several people were on the slightly empty second floor, and what they heard was an unknown piano piece, but it was performed by the girl who seemed to be from the music school, which fit the atmosphere of the restaurant very well.Because Yang Yi had explained beforehand.Therefore, the little secretary who had gone through a lot of experience and seemed to be much more capable, did not stand up to serve the three leaders, but sat quietly in his seat with the last trace of restraint that had not dissipated.It was Xu Pengxiang.After pouring himself a glass of wine, he picked it up and started to taste it like no one else was there, as if everyone was sweeping the door.But his temper.It is what Yang Yi appreciates the most. The young man still approves of the relaxed corporate atmosphere abroad.Outside of official business, everyone should not maintain the status of superiors and subordinates.That's too tiring.

"I don't understand you." After taking a sip of the red wine, Xu Pengxiang seemed to feel that it was not tasteful enough, so he continued to shake the glass. Although Yang Yidian's bottle is not the famous red wine of later generations, it is also expensive. It is worthy of his current rather professional tasting technique.It's just that what he said was a little impolite, and he didn't look like someone who accepted the boss's invitation: "I even suspected that you may only have the talent for writing, Mr. Yang, and you are amazing. The talent of market grasping ability is in investment."

Yang didn't feel disobedient at all: "Then tell me, old Xu, what does investment look like in your eyes?"

Xu Pengxiang smiled, apparently a little speechless by the boy's rhetorical question, as if he wanted to express the meaning that you were thinking of me: "If I explain it according to the most common meaning, you will definitely laugh at me without shame. But to be honest, I still want to start with the most fundamental thing—a business behavior that uses certain valuable assets, including capital, manpower, technology, intellectual property rights, etc., to invest in a certain economic activity in order to obtain returns. But in your series of actions, I don't see your desire to get rewards. Of course, although I am more focused on commercial law, my views on this may not be as advanced as those of professional managers, but at least it is There are traces to follow, and it is definitely not nonsensical."

The implication is that Yang Yi's behavior is somewhat nonsensical.

Qiu Yuan glanced at his young boss, and saw that although he didn't have any unpleasant intentions, he continued to smile, but he stopped Xu Pengxiang from continuing: "Forget it, everything has been finalized, so there is nothing else to say. And we I personally disagree with Director Yang’s approach rationally, but emotionally, especially as evidenced by the precedent of Director Yang’s never selling short in the bestseller market, now he is looking forward to this investment. "

"The book market is very different from the Internet." Xu Pengxiang shook his head helplessly, obviously very incomprehensible that Yang Yi was able to lure Qiu Yuan into his camp.

"You also said just now that different routes lead to the same goal." Xu Pengxiang shook his head: "Why can't a genius in one industry become a genius in another industry? Before he can do it, any subjective judgment is unfair."

Yang Yi just laughed: "That's a very kind word."

Regarding the young man's shamelessness, Xu Pengxiang had nothing to say, so he turned his head and sipped the red wine while the little secretary chuckled.Fortunately, after Yang Yi successfully invested in Tencent, he was in a good mood, so what he ordered were all the signs of this restaurant, which made Xu Pengxiang a little depressed.

Originally, according to the itinerary plan, they would spend one night in Shenzhen before returning to Yuezhou the next day, but a phone call forced Yang Yi to advance his return trip.

"What? Bayi Film Studio?" After Yang Yi received the call, he was obviously a little surprised. After all, in his previous life, this novel was independently completed by another company named Hairun Film and Television Co., Ltd. Judging from the shooting intention, this is also two or three years ahead of schedule.But no matter what, some people are interested in "Bright Sword", which is a great thing for Yangyi Culture, not only in terms of economic benefits, but also in far-reaching advertising benefits: "That's okay, I know, then we I'll be back this afternoon, you arrange the venue for the meeting first, and it will be tonight, and I will prepare as soon as I arrive."

After hanging up the phone, under the expectant eyes of everyone, Yang Yi smiled and nodded affirmatively: "It's "Bright Sword". Bayi Films said that they are interested, and they want to talk to me about the adaptation rights."

This news is undoubtedly a shot in the arm for those who are determined to make a career in Yangyi Culture.What does a film adaptation mean to a novel? Although none of the people here are from the industry, they can more or less figure it out. Not to mention, Bayi Films is the one who asked for cooperation. Studio, this obviously represents an official attitude, at least it is also recognized by the mainstream media.

So the few people no longer cared about putting on an elegant posture, but with a turbulent aura, wiped out all the food on the table, and hurried to Shenzhen Airport.

The more than two-hour air journey did not make everyone feel too tired, especially Yang Yi, who seemed to have no motivation after winning Tengxun, and suddenly he was injected with stimulants, and his whole body glowed.

After setting foot on the land of his hometown again, Yang Yi didn't care about his sentimentality, and almost rushed out of the airport. Outside the airport, Rogo was already waiting there in his company car.

"Come on up." After greeting Qiu Yuan and Xu Pengxiang, Mr. Fatty pulled Yang Yi into his car, and started the engine while explaining: "The person over there is the Bayi Film Studio. A director of the Ministry, surnamed Li, with the rank of a colonel, is in charge of TV dramas. The director who came here is Qiao Zhengyuan, who is well-known in their factory. He has filmed many TV dramas against the Japanese War. It is the handwriting of this director, so it is said that the other party’s coming to our Yangyi Culture this time is still very important, and indeed regards this negotiation as an important task. So, I’m just thinking about it, and I’m adapting it In terms of the cost of power, Xiaoyi, are you..."

"You still need to say this?" Yang Yi smiled angrily, shook his head again and again and said, "Don't worry, I know, how do you say it in their words? This is a political mission, right? That's fine, I Guaranteed to complete this task."

Rogo nodded. It was also the first time he encountered such a situation. After knowing the meaning of some high-ranking generals in the army, he couldn't hold back the surprise in his heart.But after getting the guarantee from the young man, thinking about how Yang Yi didn't need to remind himself, he just swallowed the rest of the words.

Mr. Fat didn't go directly to the company. After all, there is still more than an hour before the scheduled meeting time. He is sending Yang Yi home now, so that the young man who is running back and forth can prepare well, and he can also relieve his emotional fatigue. , Set aside the spirit to deal with the people of Bayi Film Studio.

Soon, the two arrived at Yang's family. Yang Min didn't come back in his hometown, and there was no one to entertain him, so the fat man unceremoniously rummaged through the box. While Yang Yi was cleaning up and washing, he made himself a cup of misty Xizhi Queus, take the time to wait outside. (To be continued..)