Huayu Entertainment, all I can do is make bad movies.

A week later, Wang Hai received his first share of the box office revenue from Yu Dong, a full 10 yuan.

This is a huge sum of money for Haiwang Films.

Wang Hai, however, was seething with hatred.

The theater chains are too greedy; they only give the distributors and producers 23% of the revenue.

After deducting the cost of copies and distribution fees, Wang Hai only received a little over 10 yuan.

Some final payments have not been settled, but that's how it is for Yu Dong's projects in Beijing and Tianjin.

Huayi's revenue sharing will be delayed.

Larger sums of money are naturally paid more slowly.

Wang Hai asked for the specific number and was told it was over 30.

There's definitely some exaggeration involved, even though Wang Hai can't see the actual box office figures.

These days there are no professional ticketing agencies, statistics websites.

But the system doesn't lie.

To date, the system has collected nearly 700,000 negative emotions, meaning that at least 700,000 viewers have watched "Titans II".

The actual number is likely much higher.

Titans 2 may hurt many viewers, make them unusually angry, and even generate various negative emotions.

But China is such a vast country with so many people, and there are bound to be those who are gentle and refined, and who will simply laugh it off after watching the movie.

It is impossible for a film or television work to be universally despised.

Otherwise, the rating for "Dream Chasing in the Entertainment Industry" would only be 0.

This is why Wang Hai believes that box office revenue and profit sharing are inflated.

However, at this stage of cooperation, the amount each distributor will give depends on whether Wang Hai's half-truthful boasts beforehand have a deterrent effect and make the other party wary.

It seems alright so far; at least they've given us the corresponding share of the profits.

I have some money.

Wang Hai then gathered all the employees and paid their wages two days in advance.

Many people were very excited.

These days, all I hear about are bosses delaying wages; I've never heard of paying wages in advance. I can't help but feel like I've made the right choice in following someone.

I found a good job.

The employees were in high spirits and demanded that Wang Hai issue the battle orders.

You take someone's money and do their bidding.

With such a generous boss, the employees can't just slack off every day.

Wang Hai was helpless about this.

He wanted to find something for everyone to do, but he really couldn't.

We can't send so many people out to be assistants to Gao Yuanyuan and Fan Xiaopang, can we? He would definitely be willing, but the production crew can't handle it.

This isn't about hiring actors to film a movie; it's about bringing a great-grandmother home.

Sending them all out to collect debts won't work either.

So vicious and ruthless, who would want to collaborate with Aquaman Pictures a second or third time?

That's not how it's done.

Wang Hai's lack of enthusiasm is one of the reasons why the employees are idle.

Because of the system, he has a clear understanding of his personal career goals.

Making bad movies to provoke audiences year after year is unsustainable; one day, they'll have to pack up and run away.

Given this, Wang Hai's desire to expand and strengthen the company diminished.

There's a small, run-down company with a few dozen employees that occasionally does some low-key, profitable work—the best way to survive.

Wang Hai gave his employees another day off.

It's hot, the company has no air conditioning, and there's no real business. Huayi people are even coming to install a logo wall. Those who want to stir up trouble should just go home and rest. We should just leave a few goalkeepers.

Wang Hai put on sunglasses and leisurely went to Zhongguancun to enjoy the air conditioning and replace his old mobile phone.

Motorola GC87C: 4000

Ericsson 398: 4188

Siemens: 1680

Nokia 2110: 11688

There are many models of mobile phones, and they are quite expensive.

After much deliberation, Wang Hai settled on the Nokia 3810, priced at 2650 yuan for the unlocked phone.

Having a mobile phone requires opening an account and joining the network; the cost of completing all the procedures is equivalent to buying a new mobile phone.

Add to that the monthly fee of 50 yuan, the two-way charges for making and receiving calls, and the long-distance or roaming call charges calculated in "yuan" units, and mobile phones are truly a luxury in this era.

In terms of cost-effectiveness...

A pager is enough.

Hanging on your waistband and making a few "beep" sounds from time to time is also quite fashionable.

But as the saying goes, when you're out in the world, you give yourself your own identity.

The reality also did not allow Wang Hai to use a pager as a means of communication.

"Boss, all done. You can call your friends now and give them your phone number."

Wang Hai nodded, thinking to himself, "You, Liu Qiangdong, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, started out selling computers, how come you're selling mobile phones now?"

"Boss, do you need a computer, personally or for your company? My counter is over there, would you like to take a look? I have all kinds of computer parts, including CD burners, CD drives, and compression cards."

Wang Hai immediately understood that this person had come to help him, and he stood up and said, "Okay, let's go take a look."

Wang Hai couldn't afford a computer.

But that doesn't stop him from peeking into the rise of JD.com's founder.

It doesn't seem to be anything special.

It's nothing more than actively attracting customers during the day and sleeping on the floor in the shop at night—the same old story of hard work and perseverance.

Their interpersonal skills are also commendable.

Wang Hai indicated that he couldn't afford a computer for the time being, and Dongzi, who was kneeling on the ground tightening screws, still kept up a lively conversation.

"How's the income in this line of work?"

Dongzi looked up and smiled, "I'm just barely making ends meet. I start working late; I only rented this counter at Hailong Building a little over a month ago."

"What kind of business do you run, boss?"

"Related to film and television," Wang Hai said without hesitation, then smiled and added, "Want your shop to be packed with customers?"

Dongzi wiped away her sweat: "Of course I want to! Who doesn't want their business to thrive? Do you have a solution?"

"Have you forgotten what I do for a living?"

Dongzi smiled innocently but didn't reply.

He wasn't stupid; he understood the meaning behind Wang Hai's words.

GG promotion, he paid for it, and Wang Hai's company produced the GG promotional materials for the Jingdong store.

The problem is, Jingdong has no money.

To establish a certain level of brand awareness for a product in Beijing, the normal cost of advertising (GG) fees would be at least 600 million to 1500 million yuan.

He used all his money to rent this shop, which is less than 5 square meters.

At this moment, however, Dongzi admired Wang Hai to some extent.

They're really good at finding opportunities; they even managed to promote their own company's business in the opposite way.

Let's forget about cooperation.

He was even more afraid that fellow villagers might meet and stab him in the back.

Wang Hai and he both came from northern Jiangsu, so it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they were practically from the same hometown.

"Are you worried that I'll ask for too much, or do you feel you can't afford the advertising costs?" Wang Hai asked persistently.

"Yes, we have them all."

"If I told you that with a maximum investment of 3 yuan, or even less, you could increase your shop's business by at least 5% within a month, and possibly even exponentially, would you still think that's too much?"

Wang Hai continued to patiently guide him.

He was truly unwilling to be swindled out of several thousand yuan by a broken phone; he had to earn that money back today, no matter what.

"I'm a little skeptical."

Dongzi's smile disappeared, but her mouth remained stubborn.

Their attitude has clearly softened somewhat.

Even if spending 30,000 yuan could multiply the store's business several times over, or even just increase monthly revenue by 50%, he would be all smiles.

He started his business late, and by the time he moved into Hailong Building, the competition among computer parts stores inside was already fierce, and his old customers had long since become easy prey for others.

To make business thrive, the only way is to develop new users with potential.

How difficult it is!

We're doing the same business, selling the same brand of computer parts, so why should anyone trust Jingdong?

All he can do is leave a good impression on customers by providing better service and gradually build a good reputation.

Then he encountered the arrogant Wang Hai.

"I'm giving you one last chance. 30,000 yuan, and I'll increase your store's revenue by at least 50%. If I don't, I'll refund the full amount. Are you in?"

"Dry....."

Half an hour later, Wang Hai walked out of Hailong Building humming a little tune, thinking to himself, "These days, if you don't pick up some money when you go out, it's no different from losing money."