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

Five days later, Dongzi raised 3 yuan and took his girlfriend, Ajing, to Haiwang Film and Television Company.

Looking around, Liu Qiangdong felt much more at ease.

Haiwang Films has quite the grand presence, with a prominent "GG" sign on the storefront and a gleaming gold logo wall. It can't be some kind of scam company.

"I still don't think it's very reliable," A-Jing said worriedly.

How could 3 yuan possibly boost Jingdong's business?

It's a very simple logic: someone as capable as Wang Hai wouldn't care about earning 3 yuan from them.

Nothing to do is to commit crimes or to steal.

Dongzi said frankly, "He said he would give a full refund if it didn't achieve the desired effect."

"Of course I say that, otherwise why would you come?" Ah Jing shook his head slightly.

To put it nicely, her boyfriend is honest and straightforward.

To put it bluntly, they are inflexible and easily taken advantage of, even to the point of being taken advantage of.

A stranger casually said a few words, and he actually showed up at my door with 3 yuan, trying to get rich overnight. It seems like a fantasy.

"Since we're already here, let's make the best of it and go inside."

Dongzi took the lead and entered Haiwang Film and Television.

My first impression was, "Damn, it's hot."

Haiwang Film and Television faces west, and under the direct afternoon sun, the company is like a steamer, instantly making Dongzi sweat profusely.

The large ceiling fan whirred and whirred, but it had no effect whatsoever.

"You're here. Please have a seat. The contracts and everything are ready. Take a look, and if you like them, please sign them."

Wang Hai waved his palm-leaf fan and said.

Dongzi took the contract and he and his girlfriend examined it closely.

The treaty is simple and clear.

But the two of them dared not miss a single word, reading it over and over again.

"Mr. Wang, we're practically from the same hometown, so you'd better keep your word. This money didn't come easily to me; most of it was borrowed..."

Wang Hai interrupted Dongzi's rambling.

Is 3 yuan really that much?

Even when he was at his poorest, he didn't care.

"Don't worry, we'll sign the contract today and see results within 40 days."

Dongzi's heart skipped a beat: "Wasn't it just one month?"

The worst thing in business is having different sales pitches every day, leaving people at a loss.

"I need at least 10 days to get it working, but it'll be effective in 40 days at the latest, maybe even in 10 days. Your store isn't changing its name anytime soon, is it? Do you usually offer discounts on accessories?"

"The name won't be changed; at most, it'll be cheaper by ten or eight yuan."

Seeing that Dongzi seemed somewhat at a loss after being teased by Wang Hai, Ajing took the initiative to speak, saying, "Mr. Wang, how does your company plan to promote Jingdong?"

"I can't say, it's my personal trade secret."

Ah Jing's face darkened.

Trade secrets?

They weren't doing anything shameful, so what secrets could they possibly have to share?

She carefully examined Wang Hai for a while.

This person is very young.

He's even younger than him and Dongzi.

His fair, delicate face was covered in sweat, clearly indicating that he was very hot.

But Wang Hai always had a smile on his face. This person was either a great villain who could endure what ordinary people could not.

Either they possess extremely high levels of self-cultivation.

A-Jing couldn't immediately determine what kind of person Wang Hai was, so he handed the initiative back to Dongzi.

3 yuan is neither a lot nor a little; if the cooperation is finalized, we'll have to share the burden.

"Done."

Dongzi readily agreed, signing the papers and handing over 3 yuan.

"Okay, don't worry about cooperating with me. No matter what, I won't cheat my fellow villagers." Wang Hai chuckled, fanning himself with a palm leaf fan.

Dongzi and the other two left feeling uneasy.

Wang Hai called over Fang Bei.

This guy is a capable person.

When Wang Hai was filming "Titans 2", in order to get rid of the employees who insisted on coming to the company to work for free, he arranged for everyone to go out and do business and contact GG for sponsorship.

Fang Bei accomplished what he thought would fizzle out.

They actually contacted a beverage company that was willing to die in Titans 2.

Unfortunately, they were a bit too slow; by then, the film was already in production, waiting for its release.

But this also proves Fang Bei's personal abilities.

"Boss, are you calling me?"

Wang Hai nodded: "Okay, I'm giving you a task."

"Please speak."

"Contact as many print media outlets as possible, such as the *Beijing Youth Daily* and the *Beijing Evening News*, to secure two or three small pages at the lowest possible price. Do you understand?"

"Understood, shall I do it now?"

Wang Hai nodded and said, "Go ahead, come find me when you're better."

Fang Bei was quite efficient; before even leaving get off work, he approached Wang Hai again, saying that for around 7000 yuan, he could buy a small section of a newspaper, including the Beijing Youth Daily.

Wang Hai secretly praised, "Good."

This round yielded a small profit of 15,000.

While happy to make money, Wang Hai didn't forget his promise. He immediately pulled out paper and pen from the drawer and said to Fang Bei, "Wait a moment, I'll finish writing this and you can take it with you. Go directly to the newspaper office tomorrow and have them publish it."

"Okay," Fang Bei replied.

Wang Hai then began to write, his pen moving with difficulty.

[Missing Person Notice]

[Xiao Jingdong, 19 cm tall, from Jiangsu Province, wearing a red shirt and a small red hat, went missing near the Hailong Building while visiting the Forbidden City and the Great Wall with her grandparents in Beijing. Xiao Jingdong's parents have come all the way from their hometown to Beijing. They are asking the people of Beijing to contact Xiao Jingdong's parents or the newspaper immediately if anyone finds her.]

Fang Bei took the note and read it over.

Seeing that it was a missing person notice, he asked curiously, "Boss, were the two people who came at noon the child's parents?"

"That's about right, take another look," Wang Hai said cheerfully.

Fang Bei was baffled. It was just a very ordinary news release about finding someone. What was so strange about it?

Upon closer inspection, Fang Bei still couldn't grasp the point.

Just as he was about to ask Wang Hai for advice, his expression froze.

Height: 19 cm.

Holy crap, even a newborn baby is bigger than this, is this even human?

How could they get lost?

"Boss, we don't have children that small."

"I didn't say it was a missing person notice. It clearly says it's a missing person notice. Okay, you can go home now. Get things done tomorrow."

Wang Hai yawned and got up.

Having many lice doesn't make you feel itchy.

Titans 2 has already made people hate it.

Making some unique business plans and earning some extra money seems to have eased my psychological burden.

But there is one thing Wang Hai would never do.

They endorse unscrupulous pharmaceutical and food companies.

No matter how much money is offered for murder, he would never betray his conscience to take it; he would feel uneasy about making that money.

The rented room was so hot it was like an oven, making it hard to sleep. Just when Wang Hai was at his wit's end, a "ding" sounded in his mind.

[The host has gained 100 million negative emotion points from producing "Titanic 2". Would you like to exchange it for a physique enhancement pill?]

Wang Hai was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed.

With a thought, a small ball, less than one centimeter in diameter and emitting a blue light, appeared in his palm.

The small ball feels cool to the touch, looks unreal, and doesn't seem like a real object.

Wang Hai clenched his palm and indeed could not feel any surface layer on the small ball, let alone any formula or instruction manual.

"Gulp"

Wang Hai swallowed a mouthful of saliva, smacked his lips, but found no taste.

[Ding! Host has consumed a physique enhancement pill, restoring their body to its peak state as a carbon-based life form.]

Wang Hai touched his face and limbs.

It seems there has been no change.

Clenching and swinging a fist did not significantly increase strength or agility.

[Ding! The Constitution Enhancement Pill can only help the host eliminate hidden physical ailments.]

Wang Hai understood.

It turns out that the "Constitution Enhancement Pill" is not the so-called "Strength Pill" or "Agility Pill".

Instead, it is used to help the host maintain youth.

In other words, while others are frail and struggling to walk at the age of 80, Wang Hai still has firm skin and nimble hands and feet, just like a young man.

Wang Hai blinked a few times: "That would be awesome."

"Doesn't that mean saying goodbye to a life of empty tears in old age? Of course, most importantly, the quality of life is exceptionally high."

However, there is a prerequisite.

He has to keep making bad movies and doing lousy jobs in exchange for the "physical enhancement pills".