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

After Wang Zhongjun left, Wang Hai ran to the restaurant's front desk in three quick steps.

"Give me a case of Moutai, five packs of Zhonghua cigarettes, and do you have any extra dried mushrooms from the kitchen? Bring me some too, we'll settle it all together later."

The boss was a little confused.

Is this a meal or a delivery?

Before the boss could ask, Wang Hai added, "By the way, pack the items in two boxes. One box contains two bottles of Moutai and two cartons of cigarettes, with dried mushrooms on top. Pack the rest separately. Put them at the front desk when they're packed; I'll need them later."

"Hurry up."

After saying this, Wang Hai returned to the private room.

"Was that Wang Zhongjun from Huayi?"

"Yes, Huayi Brothers was the distributor for Titans 2. The two brothers were a bit unethical. In order to deceive the audience, they filmed a scene at the Tianjin dock without even asking before editing it into Titans 2."

Wang Hai subtly sowed discord among Old Wang's eyes.

"There are indeed many shortcomings in the domestic cinema chain and distribution, which will continue to be improved in the future. Okay, we've eaten enough, let's go."

After Sun Guangyuan finished speaking, Wang Hai nodded repeatedly and stood up.

Passing by the front desk, Sun Guangyuan saw Wang Hai carrying a box and frowned, asking, "What are you doing?"

"I noticed you really like dried mushrooms, and I also find them delicious, so I bought some from a shop and divided them into two portions to make soup or something when I get home."

Wang Hai laughed.

"Only mushrooms?" Sun Guangyuan's eyes sharpened.

Wang Hai nodded in agreement: "Yes, it's not worth much."

"Let's go."

After leaving the restaurant, Wang Hai hailed a taxi to see Sun Guangyuan off and then returned to the restaurant. He told the owner, "If anyone asks later if the people in room number 8 have left, just say they haven't, understand?"

The shop owner, who had already figured things out, nodded quickly.

When Wang Hai returned to VIP room number 8, the first thing he did was lock the door and then clean up the mess on the table.

In the nearby private room number 2, Wang Zhongjun threw down his chopsticks and said to his younger brother, "This food tastes bland, let's go."

He's wasted his time today.

The matter was not accomplished, and instead, I was given a fright. I was already slightly drunk without even eating a bite of food, and I felt extremely disgusted.

Even the best food lost its appeal.

"Brother, it would be a waste not to eat all this food." Wang Zhonglei said with a reluctant expression.

Wang Zhongjun glanced at the table; more than ten plates of food remained untouched, which was indeed a waste of food.

"Then you can eat a little longer, I'll go pay the bill first."

"OK."

Wang Zhongjun stomped down to the cashier and pulled out his wallet: "Check out room number 2. By the way, have the guests in room number 8 left?"

"I didn't leave," the boss said with a smile.

Wang Zhongjun rubbed his dizzy temples: "Let's settle it all at once."

"Okay, let me calculate. Room 2, including drinks, is exactly 1000. Room 8 is 4023. I'll give you 4000. You can give me 5000."

Wang Zhongjun's eyes widened: "How much?"

"5000".

"I'm asking about room number 8," Wang Zhongjun asked, his breath reeking of alcohol.

The shop owner said innocently, "4023 yuan, I'll charge you 4000 yuan."

"What did they eat? Does your restaurant serve shark fin, bird's nest, caviar, pufferfish, and other similar dishes?"

"Boss, we're a casual restaurant. The main problem is that the customers in room number 8 ordered a lot of cigarettes and alcohol. They ordered a case of 500ml Moutai and five cartons of Zhonghua cigarettes."

Wang Zhongjun gasped, "Damn it, are these two, uncle and nephew, drinking and smoking like crazy?"

"Boss, should we include it in the calculation?"

"Let's calculate it all together," Wang Zhongjun said dejectedly.

How could a respectable businessman like him go back on his word?

The next day.

Shortly after Wang Hai joined the company, Wang Zhongjun called.

He has already instructed the finance department to transfer a total of 176 million yuan to Haiwang Film and Television.

The remaining small amount of money will have to wait for the theaters to share the revenue. Wang Zhongjun promised that the money would be transferred to Haiwang Film Company's account as soon as it arrived.

Wang Hai had anticipated this.

His meticulously designed scheme of using someone else's power to intimidate the two kings of Huayi will surely make them wary.

Sun Guangyuan's official rank was not high.

But they were the real nemesis of this group.

Once the illusion of Sun Guangyuan's backing is created, Wang Zhongjun, no matter how bold he may be, would not dare to withhold all of Haiwang Films' box office revenue.

I just didn't expect Wang Zhongjun to be so honest and efficient.

The two brothers should be glad they made the right choice.

Otherwise, given Wang Hai's personality, he would definitely have squeezed Huayi and the two brothers dry for the rest of his life.

Wang Hai lay back in his chair, rubbing his forehead and smiling knowingly.

After working so hard for so long, I finally saw a lot of money.

Compared to Wang Hai's family income over the past life, which was over 100 million, nearly 200 million is not much.

In 1998, this would have been a huge sum of money.

The average price of residential properties in the city is no more than 2000 yuan per square meter.

In the city center, and even in the future, in the eastern and western parts of the city within the second ring road, the housing prices are said to be 6000 yuan per square meter, but they can't be sold. The people are still complaining every day that the prices are ridiculously high.

After all, some housing reform units in the city center are sold to individual residents for only 1450 yuan per square meter.

Wang Hairuo used all his assets to buy a house.

Just by the appreciation of real estate, one can become a wealthy man in this lifetime.

It must have been because the system recognized this that it imposed so many restrictions on Wang Hai's career development.

The reborn individuals' understanding of the times is like a game-changer for the indigenous people.

With so much money suddenly appearing in the company account, Wang Hai was momentarily at a loss as to how to spend it.

In the past, people would either book a cruise ship or go on a sea party.

Or fly to Europe to feed pigeons, or go to Japan to soak in hot springs or something.

The current situation does not allow for such extravagance.

There is no cruise ship party as an entertainment activity.

Wang Hai, fanning himself with a palm leaf fan, fell into deep thought until he saw the stream of sweat pouring down the face of the employee who was talking to an enthusiastic viewer, and couldn't help but slap his forehead.

"Hey you, go to the mall and have someone come to the company to install a central air conditioning unit."

"Boss, really?" the employees waiting for the call asked in surprise on the other end of the line.

Turn on the air conditioner?

Do they deserve it?

I spend my days at work spacing out and doing nothing. In order to impress my boss, I even have to fight for the job of answering the phone.

"How could this be fake? Also, Fang Bei, go to the 4S store to check out some cars; the company needs to buy one."

Fang Bei asked in confusion, "A 4S store?"

"It's a place that sells cars."

Fang Bei suddenly realized: "Oh, boss, don't you buy a car yourself?"

"I don't care about myself, but the main thing is that you guys will be traveling a lot in the future, so having a car will save you from having to squeeze onto the bus."

Wang Hai said with righteous indignation.

Which wealthy person would use their personal money to buy luxury cars and other luxury goods, without having to pay more taxes?

Why not use company assets in the same way?

Of course, a driver's license is indispensable.

After instructing everyone to go their own way, Wang Hai decided to personally visit the driving school.

In the era of unbridled growth, as long as you were willing to spend money, you could do anything with high efficiency.

Wang Hai arrived at the driving school around lunchtime, and after finishing lunch, the driver's license application process was complete.

This is largely due to his ability to drive and his proficiency in using manual transmissions.

Inside the company, Fang Bei was waiting, looking travel-worn.

I was so excited about buying the car that I forgot to ask about the model.

"What kinds of vehicles do you have?"

"They have Jetta and Xiali, but the best-selling one is Santana, but it's expensive, costing over 10 yuan. There's also an Audi 100, which is more beautiful and the most expensive. A new car costs 37 yuan, and after taxes and fees, it costs over 40 yuan."

Fang Bei didn't dare mention Mercedes-Benz, domestically produced Hongqi, and the like, as these cars are at the absolute ceiling in terms of price.

Wang Hai asked curiously, "No vans?"

The most suitable vehicle for the current company is definitely a commercial vehicle that can carry both people and cargo.

"There's a Mercedes, something like the Tiger Head Benz, they say it's for business receptions. Boss, this car is expensive, it'll cost at least a million."

"The Guangzhou Yunbao 6480 commercial vehicle is not cheap either, costing several hundred thousand yuan."

"It is indeed quite expensive. Give me the details of the car, I'll take a look."

Wang Hai dismissed Fang Bei with a single sentence.