How can you ascend to heaven when you are a star?

Chapter 303 Growing Bigger and Stronger, Creating Brilliance!
noon.

Zhang Wen left the film set.

Just as I stepped out of the film studio, I saw a man in a white shirt walking briskly towards me, his forehead covered in sweat, indicating that he had been waiting there for quite some time.

"Hello Mr. Zhang, the chairman sent me to pick you up," Liu Ningcheng said respectfully, then pointed to the black Bentley parked not far away.

Zhang Wen looked at the person who had come from the Hengya Group last night. He had seen this person sitting outside Cui Heng's office at the time.

The security guard surnamed Xia seemed to address this person as "Assistant Liu".

"Are you also Chairman Cui's assistant?" Zhang Wen asked, looking at the other person.

At the same time, I thought to myself: No wonder it's a big company, they even have several chairman's assistants.

Although this was his second time meeting this person, he had a good impression of him. He didn't have that arrogant expression on his face and was much more pleasing to the eye than that assistant surnamed Yang.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, I am the chairman's new assistant," Liu Ningcheng replied politely.

"A new assistant?"

"Yang Muyan is no longer the chairman's assistant. The chairman has assigned him to the administrative department to do some simple tasks such as organizing documents."

"Oh?"

Zhang Wen was slightly taken aback. Thinking of Assistant Yang's apologies and pleas outside the film set yesterday, he figured this was probably the punishment.

His assessment of the outcome was: Serves them right.

Although an assistant can be considered half the boss's household, everything must be done according to the boss's wishes. Trying to be clever on your own will only lead to trouble in the end.

Do not live by committing sins.

The car left the film studio and headed towards the city.

Cui Heng took into full consideration that the film and television base was too far from the company, so he chose a high-end club outside the Fifth Ring Road as the meeting place.

In this way, what used to be a journey of more than an hour now only takes twenty minutes, greatly shortening the travel time for the savior.

The car rolled over a carefully paved cobblestone road and finally stopped in front of a classical-style high-rise building. The fountain in front of the building reflected a magnificent rainbow in the sunlight, adding a unique touch of color.

Liu Ningcheng quickly got out of the car and then opened the back door.

Zhang Wen got out of the car and looked at the elegant and luxurious building in front of him, thinking to himself: It's good to be rich.

When I entered this place, I saw a wide artificial lake with swans swimming leisurely on its surface. I also saw a lush forest with tall oak trees that blocked out the sun, as well as many other green plants with unique shapes that I couldn't name.

This reminded him of a saying he'd heard from someone: "If you have no money, Beijing is just Beijing, with its endless subways and bustling crowds. Only when you have money does Beijing become the glitz and glamour of the imperial capital, the Forbidden City where nightly revelry reigns supreme."

"Mr. Zhang, please." Liu Ningcheng closed the car door and led the way from the side, not daring to be negligent in the slightest. There was already an unlucky guy as a demonstration, so why would he seek his own death?
Zhang Wen followed Assistant Liu to the third floor and was eventually led into a private room. Inside, he saw Boss Cui, whose face showed some weariness, but whose eyes could not hide the excitement and joy.

Clearly, his wife's improved health put this doting CEO in a good mood.

Upon seeing his benefactor arrive, Cui Heng immediately went to greet him, grasped his hand tightly, and said with a face full of gratitude, "Expert Zhang, thank you so much! My wife is not only no longer anorexic, but her sleep has also improved. The Life Essence is truly a miracle drug. Mr. Zhang, you are a miracle worker."

"It's good that Madam is healthy." Zhang Wen said with a faint smile, thinking to himself: I'm not a god, but my ancestors were truly immortals.

"Expert Zhang, please have a seat." Cui Heng warmly pulled him to sit down, then instructed the waiter to serve the dishes quickly.

Zhang Wen silently observed Boss Cui beside him. Judging from the other man's excited appearance, it was not hard to guess that the patient's physical condition must have greatly improved after drinking the Life Essence.

That put his mind at ease.

Actually, after leaving Mr. Cui's house last night, he was also a little unsure. Of course, it wasn't that he hadn't paid close attention to the effects of the life essence, but he was worried that the 'dosage' was insufficient. After all, the patient's health was really too poor, and even Old Mrs. Zhou was much better than the patient.

Since the normal dosage of the life essence is effective, he can continue to dilute it with water when making it in the future.

"Expert Zhang, when do you think is the best time to drink the second bottle of Life Essence?" Cui Heng asked as he poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Expert Zhang.

After hearing this, Zhang Wen pretended to think for a moment before saying, "Let's wait a week. The effects of the Life Essence are too strong, and the lady's body is too weak. I'm worried that drinking too much will have the opposite effect."

He conducted experiments and found that the life essence could be stored for at least half a month.

As for why it's at least...

Because he started the experiment half a month ago, and the experiment is not over yet.

"Expert Zhang is right." Cui Heng nodded repeatedly after listening.

My wife has been taking medicine for so many years, but her health hasn't improved at all. Last night, she only drank one bottle of Life Essence, and her health improved significantly. This shows that Life Essence is incredibly effective and shouldn't be consumed in large quantities.

"By the way, Dr. Zhang," Cui Heng suddenly remembered something and asked worriedly, "I heard that the raw materials for the Life Essence are very scarce, and the production volume each time is very small. I wonder when you will make the Life Essence next? If it takes too long, will it affect my wife's recovery?"

"Don't worry, Chairman Cui, your wife's condition is quite serious. Even if the output is small, I will prioritize yours," Zhang Wen said.

This is the stated reason, but the real reason is actually quite simple.

The other party gave more.

Among all his clients, the most expensive bottle costs five million, while Boss Cui's bottle costs ten million, so he naturally has priority in using it.

As the old saying goes: Money makes the world go round.

Having money can also ensure that he receives priority access to the life essence.

Upon hearing this, Cui Heng was so moved that he didn't know what to say and could only express his gratitude repeatedly.

"Thank you, Dr. Zhang. Thank you, Dr. Zhang."

As he spoke, he pulled a check out of his pocket and pushed it in front of Expert Zhang.

"Expert Zhang, here is 100 million yuan. I'd like to pre-order ten bottles."

Zhang Wen paused, his hand holding the teacup still pausing. Although he had seen two checks for hundreds of millions of yuan, he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Another small profit, it was worth it for him to come to the banquet under such a hot sun.

"Chairman Cui, aren't you afraid I'll run away with this money?" Zhang Wen asked jokingly while drinking tea.

"Haha, Expert Zhang is a genius. A mere 100 million won't even catch your eye. Why would I worry about you running away? If you really want to run away, I'll give you a few hundred million more for your travel expenses," Cui Heng said with a smile.

In his view, the formula for the Life Essence alone is priceless. Not to mention one hundred million, even one billion or one hundred billion would not reflect the value of the Life Essence.

He felt that the effects of the life essence were insufficient to describe its benefits, such as strengthening the body, protecting the stomach, calming the nerves and aiding sleep, and anti-aging and beautifying the skin.

If he were to describe it, it would be: a miraculous recovery.

This is a miraculous medicine that can bring the dead back to life!

He had never seen the elixirs and miraculous medicines refined by Laozi, but he felt that their effects were nothing more than this.

"Thank you for your trust, Chairman Cui. I'll accept it." Zhang Wen put the check in his pocket, silently thanking his ancestor.

Cui Heng was overjoyed to see Dr. Zhang accept the check. With Dr. Zhang's promise, he was confident that his wife's health would improve.

"Dr. Zhang, regarding my wife's current health condition, do you think there's anything we should pay attention to?" Cui Heng asked again.

"Keep your mind and body relaxed and avoid overwork."

"..."

Cui Heng listened attentively, making sure he remembered what the expert said.

“Moderate exercise, ensuring sufficient sleep, and also…” Zhang Wen suddenly stopped, looking as if he wanted to say something but couldn’t.

Cui Heng looked at Expert Zhang with a puzzled expression and asked curiously, "Expert Zhang, is there anything else?"

Since it concerned his wife's health, he didn't want the expert to hold anything back from him.

Zhang Wen hesitated for a moment before saying, "Chairman Cui, do you believe in burning incense and praying for blessings?"

"Burning incense and praying for blessings? Is that the same as making a wish to the gods?" Cui Heng asked.

“Yes.” Zhang Wen nodded.

“I believe it,” Cui Heng said earnestly. “After my wife fell ill, I often burned incense and prayed to Buddha for her health and a speedy recovery. Now that I have met you, Expert Zhang, I think this is the result of my prayers.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wen's lips twitched involuntarily.

He was quite pleased when he heard the other person say they believed him, thinking he wouldn't have to go through the trouble of persuading them to burn incense. But after hearing what came next, he became very depressed.

Worshiping Buddha?

Brother, you've chosen the wrong side.

Zhang Wen took a card out of his pocket and pushed it in front of Boss Cui.

"Chairman Cui, look what this is."

Cui Heng looked down and saw a person on the card with fair, jade-like skin that had a faint, lustrous glow. His eyes were long and deep, as if they held endless stars. His face showed both compassion for all things in the world and a detached and carefree attitude.

Next to the portrait are four characters: Wenqu Xingjun (文曲星君).

"Expert Zhang, this is..." Cui Heng looked puzzled. It wasn't that he couldn't read, but he didn't understand why Expert Zhang had taken out a card with the image of the God of Literature.

“Chairman Cui, no matter how much I explain about this card, you probably still won’t understand. Let me put it this way: if you had burned incense and prayed for blessings based on this card from the beginning, you might have met me a few years earlier,” Zhang Wen said.

"what?"

Cui Heng was taken aback. Expert Zhang had made himself perfectly clear. If he still didn't understand, then it was a matter of intelligence.

However, he has no problem with intelligence.

"Expert Zhang, is the God of Literature really that powerful?" Cui Heng asked, picking up the card on the table and examining it closely. In an instant, he seemed to sense an aura of otherworldly grace and mystery emanating from the card.

"Yes, and only the Wenqu Star Lord on the card can be so powerful. When you burn incense and pray for your wife in the future, Mr. Cui might as well worship this deity. It will definitely have unexpected effects," Zhang Wen said mysteriously.

“Okay, I’ll listen to you. I’ll worship him from now on.” Cui Heng nodded heavily.

He believes anything that expert Zhang says.

He would believe it even if you said there were really gods in this world, let alone if it were true that praying to this God of Literature was effective.

Zhang Wen was satisfied with the other party's answer, but now was not the time to be happy.

How can we let Boss Cui burn incense all by himself?
The other party must be persuaded to encourage more people to burn incense.

“Boss Cui, deities need incense offerings. The more abundant the incense offerings, the better the effect. If possible, you can find more people to offer incense,” Zhang Wen said.

“I understand. I’ll enlarge this card and hang it at home to worship, so my family and the nanny can all offer incense to it.” Cui Heng solemnly put the card into his pocket and put it away.

Zhang Wen thought to himself: You don't understand!
He meant that he wanted the other party to keep the portrait at the company, not at home.

No matter how big a house is, how many people can there be?
On his way here, he asked Assistant Liu that Hengya Group has more than 16,000 employees worldwide, and more than 1,000 of them work in Hengya Building alone.

If portraits of our ancestors were hung in all of Hengya Group's companies and factories, they could attract millions of worshippers in just one day.

Will the ancestor be confused by the incense then?

But then I thought about it again. I've only ever heard of companies hanging portraits of their founders, never of any company hanging portraits of deities, let alone a company that requires its employees to burn incense before going to work.

Even when he hung portraits in the training classroom, he didn't have a strict requirement for trainees to burn incense; whether or not to burn incense was entirely voluntary.

The idea of ​​having all the employees of Hengya Group offer incense to their ancestors is indeed a bit unrealistic.

"When I own my own company in the future, everyone must offer incense."

Zhang Wen thought to himself.

As for what kind of company to start, he hasn't decided yet.

But there's one thing: it has to be a lot of people, otherwise it's not very fun.

Of course, it would be best if everyone could voluntarily offer incense, just like art exam training classes, otherwise wouldn't that make headlines?

The boss of a certain company forced his employees to burn incense and worship gods during a ceremony...

and many more!

Art exam preparation classes?

A flash of inspiration struck Zhang Wen.

If we expand the art exam training classes and recruit more art exam candidates, wouldn't that provide a source of income?
Normally, art exam training takes three to eight months, and some even take several years. If you can recruit a few hundred students, you can not only gain a lot of support, but also earn tuition fees.

The examinee prayed to the God of Literature, which was exactly what was going on, and no one could say anything about it.

Once the training center becomes well-known, it can open branches in major cities and recruit students nationwide. At that point, the number of students won't be a few hundred, but thousands or even tens of thousands...

Moreover, his ability to eliminate negative personality derivatives is effective not only for art students but for all students who want to take exams.

College entrance exam, postgraduate entrance exam, civil service exam, professional certification exam...

Acting, dance, vocal music, fine arts, foreign languages...

Zhang Wen couldn't even imagine how many people would offer incense to their ancestors, because just thinking about it made him excited.

No, I can't take it anymore!
Zhang Wen took a few deep breaths, forcing himself to calm down, but he already had a new goal in mind: to expand the art exam training center.

Yes, let's grow bigger and stronger, and create brilliance!
Ancestor, just you wait and see!
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(End of this chapter)