Internet moguls are being held hostage by the entertainment system!

Chapter 325 The Richest Man's Thanks

"Mr. Chen, please come in. Mr. Wang is already waiting for you inside."

Chen Xiu glanced into the private room and nodded to the manager who had led her there.

"Thank you. Besides Mr. Wang, is there anyone else?"

"Little Wang, Wang Sicong, is here too."

A flash of understanding crossed Chen Xiu's eyes. She thought to herself: If Wang Sicong is here too, then the richest man in China probably didn't have anything important to say about inviting me here...

Upon entering the private room, before he even reached the lounge area, Wang the Richest Man's boisterous voice could already be heard.

"Chen Xiu, you've finally arrived!"

"Sorry! I came over as soon as I got the call. There was a bit of traffic on the way. Mr. Wang, what's wrong... um?"

Seeing that Wang, the richest man, had taken off his coat and was only wearing a shirt on his upper body, Chen Xiu was not surprised.

However, Wang Sicong's appearance as a waiter holding a glass of red wine and standing to the side made him gasp in surprise.

After staring at Wang Sicong's helpless expression for two seconds, Chen Xiu asked, "Mr. Wang, is he cosplaying?"

"What cosplay?"

Wang, the richest man, frowned in confusion, not quite understanding this kind of youthful nonsense.

Seeing this, Wang Sicong impatiently explained, "Cosplay! It's role-playing. Does what I did count?"

"Oh, just pour your wine and don't talk too much!"

Wang Shoufu's expression seamlessly switched from understanding to sternness. After being told that, Wang Sicong had no choice but to shut up.

Seeing this, Chen Xiu guessed that Wang Sicong had probably angered the richest man, Wang Shoufu, again.

But even if you're angry, can't you handle it privately?
Why would Wang, the richest man in China, torment his son in front of an outsider like himself?
A hint of suspicion flashed across Chen Xiu's face. She felt that this was not a good topic to ask, so she planned to politely offer a few words of advice later when they ate.

After scolding his son, Wang, the richest man in China, turned to look at Chen Xiu with a warm and gentle smile on his face.

"Chen Xiu, come in and sit down! This meal is specially prepared for you."

"Forehead……"

Chen Xiu glanced at Wang Sicong and thought to herself: Is he also part of the plan?

The two entered the dining room, and Wang Sicong followed silently.

After taking their seats, Chen Xiu noticed that Wang Sicong's cosplay was still going on and couldn't help but suggest, "Mr. Wang, why don't you let him sit down too?"

"No need. He offended you, so it's good that he learned a lesson."

"Offensive? Was it?"

Chen Xiu looked at Wang Sicong with suspicion and asked, "Did you smear me on Weibo again?"

"No! It's about that time I went to you to flirt with Xiaotian..."

Wang Sicheng said indignantly, but his posture in holding the red wine was still standard, and he did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

Upon hearing that it was about this matter, Chen Xiu's doubts only increased: "Haven't we moved on? Besides, how did you know, Mr. Wang?"

"You slapped my hand until it was swollen, how could my dad not know..."

"shut up!"

Wang the richest man shouted angrily, which made Wang Sicong tremble and straighten his posture.

Chen Xiu's gaze shifted back and forth between the father and son, wondering what they were up to.
If it's just to apologize to yourself, isn't that making a mountain out of a molehill?

Wang, the richest man, glared at Wang Sicong, then turned to say something to Chen Xiu, but seeing the confusion on his face, he slowly put down his wine glass.

"Chen Xiu, I should have thanked you from Tencent a long time ago, but I've been busy with coordination work these past few days and only had time today. I hope you don't mind."

"No, even without me, Wanda and the penguins can communicate normally, and there shouldn't be any problems."

"That may be true, but I still know your good intentions."

"Um... Mr. Wang, did you ask him to express his apology in this way to thank me?"

"I think that's the idea."

“I received it. Can he sit down too? He’s been standing the whole time we’re eating, which is kind of weird.”

Whether out of politeness or personal relationship, Chen Xiu should still offer advice.

Sure enough, upon hearing his words, most of the resentment in Wang Sicong's eyes vanished instantly.

Now that he had a way out, the richest man in the country didn't want to continue tormenting his son. He glared at Wang Sicong and said, "Pull up a chair and sit down. Next time you do something, use your brain more and stop acting like a spoiled young master!"

"Even Brother Xiu doesn't care, why are you still holding onto this?"

Wang Sicong's complaint was ignored by Wang the richest man.

Looking at his grumbling son, and then glancing at the composed Chen Xiu, Wang the richest man sighed inwardly: "Don't even mention half, he's not even a third as good as her!"

Thinking of Wanda's current precarious situation and his son's inability to shoulder responsibilities, Wang, the richest man, felt utterly powerless.

He made Wang Sicong play the role of a waiter to apologize not out of humiliation, but to help Wang Sicong regain some goodwill with Chen Xiu.

After observing Chen Xiu for the past few years, and with this act of helping her out of kindness, Wang, the richest man, now trusts Chen Xiu's character and abilities.

He encouraged Wang Sicong to spend more time with Chen Xiu, hoping that his son would be influenced by good company and have more connections in the future.

As a result, this bastard not only failed to understand his father's good intentions, but also offended Chen Xiu when he went to deliver the message. How could the richest man, Wang, not be angry!
Sensing the slightly awkward atmosphere at the dinner table, Chen Xiu coughed lightly and said, "Mr. Wang, shall we eat?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Let's eat. Come on, Chen Xiu, let me toast you." "Thank you, you're too kind."

Wang, the richest man in China, picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Then, he glanced at Wang Sicong, who was focused on eating, as usual, and praised Chen Xiu, "You are young and promising. Douyin and Datang Pictures are doing better and better. I'm not being polite."

"Mr. Wang, I've heard that phrase 'young and promising' far too many times."

"Hey, it's true, you can never say it too many times; it's useless to lie no matter how many times you say it!"

"low profile."

Chen Xiu interrupted Wang the richest man's speech by getting up to pour wine.

After sitting down, he picked up his wine glass and thanked the richest man, Wang.

"Mr. Wang, you must have already given me instructions regarding the distribution commission for 'Detective Chinatown 2,' right? Thank you."

"What's this? Compared to the favor you did for me by making a special trip to Shenzhen, a few percentage points of revenue sharing is nothing."

Chen Xiu pursed his lips, wanting to say that he had just stopped by Pengcheng, but considering that Wang, the richest man, was so moved, he didn't want to spoil the atmosphere.

The promotion and distribution of "Detective Chinatown 2" during the Spring Festival was handled by Wuzhou Film Distribution.

Based on the scale of publicity and the amount of money invested, the normal profit sharing ratio for a film should be between 12% and 15%, but Wuzhou Distribution's offer this time is 10%.

Chen Xiu's suspicions about Wang the richest man's intentions regarding this unusual behavior have now been confirmed.

Thinking of how the other party had saved him tens of millions of yuan, Chen Xiu thanked them again: "Although Wuzhou Distribution is led by Wanda, chain cinemas such as Dadi, Jinyi, and Hengdian are also involved..."

"I already told you, it's nothing!"

Wang, the richest man, waved his hand dismissively.

That's just his personality; he'll never take advantage of his friends.

Since Chen Xiu helped out of his own pocket this time, he will try to find a way to repay her.

In other aspects, Wang, the richest man, did not expect to be able to help Chen Xiu in the short term, so he put his efforts into the movie, which was nothing more than Wanda spending more money on publicity and distribution!
What does it matter if we don't even reach a small goal?
Seeing how determined Wang was, Chen Xiu felt that it would be petty of her to dwell on the matter any longer.

"Mr. Wang, then I won't thank you for this drink. I'll just toast to you as a person, is that alright?"

"That's fine! Here, let me toast you too."

The way the two of them got up and toasted each other so warmly made Wang Sicong grimac repeatedly. He thought to himself: If you didn't know better, you two would look like father and son, and I'd be the waiter! Uh oh, I guess I really am the waiter today... Damn it!

After finishing his drink, feeling that the atmosphere was just right, Wang the Rich was about to say something and also ask Wang Sicong to come along so that Chen Xiu could take good care of him.

As a result, when I turned around, I saw Wang Sicong eating nonstop, his bulging cheeks obscuring his already indistinct jawline...

"Didn't you eat today?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Sicong stopped what he was doing and slowly looked up at his father.

He chewed quickly twice, and after swallowing what was in his mouth, he said, "I don't eat breakfast, so this is my first meal!"

"..."

Wang, the richest man, twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling his good mood from just moments before quickly fading away.

Having had enough of the father-son battle, Chen Xiu quickly said, "Mr. Wang, why don't we talk about the movie instead? Wanda also invested in 'Detective Chinatown 2,' and maybe we can make up for the lost distribution share through the investment share!"

"Haha, I hope so."

Wang, the richest man, gave a casual reply, but his eyes were still fixed on Wang Sicong.

Seeing this, Chen Xiu knew she couldn't save Young Master Wang.

Noticing his father's increasingly "kind" gaze, Wang Sicong wiped his mouth and said, "How about I continue working as a waiter?"

"Sigh~~"

Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, Wang, the richest man, slowly removed his hand from the Hermes bag at his waist.

"You've known Chen Xiu for so long, can't you learn from his good points?"

Perhaps feeling that Wang Sicong's qualifications were really lacking, the richest man in the country didn't expect him to understand his intentions and directly played his cards openly.

Wang Sicong retorted, unconvinced, "I learned it!"

What did you learn?

"Brother Xiu, you said that if you invest in an industry, you have to be personally involved, right?"

"Yes, I said it."

Chen Xiu nodded, feeling that the Wang family father and son had a lot of plans, and then silently drank her wine.

Having received official approval, Wang Sicong immediately spread his hands and pointed at Chen Xiu: "Look, I did everything he said! Not to mention, the e-sports club I invested in is about to participate in the League of Legends World Championship!"

"When the Summer Split starts, as long as the team is matched against a weak team, I will personally lead the charge! How can that not be considered personal involvement?"

Wang, the richest man who knew nothing about e-sports, suddenly felt that his son was quite talented after listening to Wang Sicong's eloquent speech. He was about to say a few words of praise when a series of rapid coughs came from beside him.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"Sorry, I choked..."

"Ahem, phew~, almost done!"

Chen Xiu lowered her head and waved her hands repeatedly, indicating that she didn't need to worry about herself.

(End of this chapter)