The richest man started taking advantage of loopholes after joining Alibaba.

three days later.

The CCTV Evening News once again mentioned the film and television industry.

But this time, it wasn't a thunderous reprimand, but rather a gentle and kind compliment.

"...In response to the recent financial difficulties in the film and television industry, Weiguang Technology announced the launch of the '10 Billion Yuan Winter Warmth Plan,' establishing a special support fund of 10 billion yuan to help high-quality content teams overcome difficulties..."

"...Experts say this move reflects the responsibility and commitment of private enterprises and is conducive to the industry returning to the essence of content through survival of the fittest..."

The image shows the huge logo of the Weiguang Building, shining brightly in the sunlight.

The accompanying subtitles consisted of eight large characters:

[Industry Benchmark, Breaking the Ice and Moving Forward]

……

The CEO's office in the Weiguang Building.

Lin Che pressed the red button on the remote control.

The television screen went dark, and the rousing hymns came to an abrupt end.

"Listen to this."

Lin Che leaned back on the sofa, twirling a pen in his hand, his usual indifferent smile on his face.

"What beautiful words: 'responsibility,' 'commitment,' and 'warm winter.'"

On the sofa opposite him, Xie Yu was peeling an orange.

Upon hearing this, Xie Yu almost burst out laughing.

"Brother Che, if those directors who signed contracts heard this, they'd probably smash the TV. They secretly call this the 'selling themselves into slavery plan'."

"Selling yourself?"

Lin Che raised an eyebrow. "Inaccurate."

"This is called 'indentured laborers who bring their own capital to join the group'."

Xie Yu threw a segment of orange into his mouth, chewing it until the juice spilled out.

"But Brother Che, spending 10 billion was truly a stroke of genius. Now the outside world is praising us as saviors, and those public intellectuals who originally wanted to criticize us for monopolistic practices are all shut up now."

"Who dares to criticize a company that's using real money to bail out the market? That shows a lack of understanding of the bigger picture."

Lin Che stood up and walked to the whiteboard that covered the entire wall.

A huge closed-loop diagram was drawn on the whiteboard.

"Xie Yu, you need to understand."

Lin Che picked up a black marker and drew a heavy stroke on the circle that read "100 billion".

"This 10 billion is not a gift to them."

"In fact, this money never left Weiguang's account."

His pen tip slid, pointing to the next step.

"Look."

"The director needed money, so we lent it to him. The interest was calculated at market rate, not a rip-off."

However, the loan agreement contains an additional clause:

"First, this money must be used for production and must be paid through the 'transparent billing' system."

"Secondly, the production team will prioritize using subsidiaries under Weiguang for equipment rental, post-production special effects, and even publicity and distribution channels."

"Third, the footage produced will be exclusively premiered on Weiguang Video, and the copyright belongs to Weiguang."

Fourth, future profits will be used to repay the principal and interest of Weiguang first.

Lin Che put down his pen, turned around, and looked at Xie Yu.

"Did you understand?"

Xie Yu was stunned.

He stared at the closed loop, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

This is hardly a market rescue.

This is a perfect "internal circulation"!

The money that Weiguang lent out went around in circles, through rental fees, special effects fees, and publicity fees, and ended up back in Weiguang's left pocket.

The director and production team, who are paid by Weiguang, work for Weiguang, but the assets (copyright) of the final product still belong to Weiguang.

If the film makes money, I'll pay off my debts first.

If the film loses money, the director will be in debt and will have to work for Weiguang for the rest of his life to pay it off.

"this……"

Xie Yu swallowed hard. "This is too...shady. This is something even coal mine owners wouldn't have dared to imagine before."

Is it dark?

Lin Che asked in return, his eyes terrifyingly clear.

"I gave them job opportunities, I provided them with filming funds, and I even helped them solve distribution problems."

"I think I'm very kind compared to letting them starve to death in the cold winter or have them borrow money from loan sharks."

"and."

Lin Che tapped the word "efficiency" on the whiteboard.

"The chaotic situation of a drama series being peeled back layer by layer, or even ending in a mess before it was even finished filming, will never happen again."

"In my rules, every penny is spent wisely."

"This is industrialization."

"Although it is brutal, it is efficient."

……

In a conference room at Tencent Video, an executive looked at the faint announcement and smashed his coffee cup to pieces.

"This is insane! Lin Che is trying to monopolize everything! From now on, he'll control all the content. What are we supposed to buy? Air?"

At the Huairou Film and Television Base, a film crew that had just received the "Warm Winter Fund" has resumed filming.

The director looked at the monitor, his eyes filled with tears, yet he was still shaken.

He knew that if the show didn't become a hit, he would really have to sell his house to pay off his debts.

But he had no choice; keeping the machine running was better than stopping it.

Under the trending Weibo topic #Weiguang's 10 Billion Yuan Rescue of the Market#, netizens are all commenting "a conscientious company".

No one knows what kind of intricate chain of capital lies behind those four words.

……

"How's the result?"

Lin Che threw away the marker and sat back down in the boss's chair.

Xie Yu snapped out of his daze, quickly opened his tablet, and pulled up a latest data chart.

"Explode."

Only these two words can describe it.

"With the collapse of Huaying and the launch of the 'Warm Winter Plan,' 80% of the high-quality top-tier content on the market is now locked in the list of Weiguang Video."

"This week, our new memberships... exceeded 50 million."

Xie Yu turned the screen towards Lin Che.

It was a curve that went almost vertically upwards.

"The latest market share report is out."

"Micro-light video: 65%"

"Second place: iQiyi, 15%."

"Third place: 12%."

"Brother Che," Xie Yu's voice trembled, "we are not only number one, we are the absolute rulers."

"It used to be a 'three-way standoff,' but now it's a 'one superpower and many weaker powers.'"

"We could even say that we can crush the second and third place teams whenever we want."

Lin Che looked at the number "65%".

That is the red line of monopoly, and also the crown of power.

In this era where traffic is king, controlling 65% of user time and content supply is tantamount to controlling the minds of the country's young people.

What TV shows do they watch, what celebrities do they follow, what topics do they discuss, and even what values ​​do they like?

It all lies in a single thought within a glimmer of light.

"That's about it."

Lin Che turned off the tablet and rubbed his temples.

This battle was fought brilliantly and thoroughly.

From shorting Huaying Film, to acquiring it at a 90% discount, to establishing transparent accounting, and finally completing the closed loop with a multi-billion dollar fund.

Every step was calculated by him.

Now, this net has finally been tightened.

"The entertainment industry landscape is now complete."

Lin Che stood up and walked to the French windows.

Outside the window, Beijing's night view remains dazzling.

"Xie Yu".

Lin Che suddenly spoke, his voice somewhat unsteady.

"exist."

"You know, when someone's voice is so loud, so loud that it drowns out everyone else..."

"What will happen?"

Xie Yu was stunned for a moment and didn't dare to reply.

He vaguely sensed a chill in the boss's words.

Lin Che did not turn around.

He looked at his reflection in the glass.

The shadow remained upright and cold, but it seemed to be shrouded in an invisible shadow.

"A tall tree catches the wind."

Lin Che asked and answered his own question.

"The wind is coming."

……

At the same time.

Across the ocean, in Washington, D.C.

In a secret office of the SEC (Securities and Exchange Commission).

A survey report on "Glimmer Tech" was placed on the table.

With a red marker, a heavy circle was drawn around the names "Ark Fund" and "Lin Che".

"Has the matter been clarified?"

A middle-aged white man in a gray suit asked, his eyes sharp as an eagle's.

"It's been investigated."

The investigator on the other end of the line opened the document. "The funding path was very secretive, using multiple offshore structures, but we tracked down the funds that shorted Huaying, and the final destination... was highly consistent with Lin Che, the actual controller of Weiguang Technology."

"Moreover, according to our model calculations, his monopoly position in the Chinese market has already constituted a systemic risk."

"Or rather... a systemic threat."

The middle-aged white man closed the document.

My fingers tapped lightly on the cover.

"Then let's start it."

"Notify our friends in China."

"It's time to teach this young Chinese tycoon a lesson."

"This lesson is called—Anti-Monopoly."