They surrounded me right after the breakup.

Xia Yutong gave a soft "hmm".

She thought what was about to happen would be the scenario she had rehearsed countless times.

But Jiang Han picked up his phone and glanced at the time.

"Mr. Zhang's preparations are complete. Let's head over now."

Xia Yutong was stunned.

"Now?"

"The sooner the copyright issue is settled, the more secure it will be. We can negotiate the terms while Mr. Zhang's finances are tight."

Jiang Han had already picked up his briefcase and walked to the door.

"What's wrong with you?"

Xia Yutong quickly stood up from the sofa and bent down to tie her scarf.

"immediately."

As she walked out of the room, she couldn't help but look back at the large round bed.

My heart was filled with indescribable emotions.

The elevator doors closed, and the number keys continued to tick.

Jiang Han gently hooked Xia Yutong's little finger with his fingers hanging at his sides.

Then grasp it with your whole hand.

It felt so natural, as if it should have been this way all along.

Xia Yutong's shoulders trembled slightly as she let the other person hold them.

There were only the two of them in the elevator car.

The silver-gray mirror reflected two figures standing side by side.

Jiang Han said nothing.

Xia Yutong didn't ask anything.

They held hands, neither of them letting go first.

The elevator stopped in the lobby with a ding.

Before the door was even opened, Jiang Han released his grip.

The relaxed posture is open and composed.

Xia Yutong lowered her head and pulled her hand back, the warmth of someone's palm still lingering on the back of her hand.

The two walked out of the hotel lobby, where an Alphard minivan was already waiting.

The afternoon sun was blazing, making the entire Nanjing Road bright and dazzling.

Xia Yutong got into the car and fastened her seatbelt.

She glanced at Jiang Han.

Suddenly I realized that Jiang Han was more sensible than I had imagined.

He knew he was ready.

I also know that there's only a little time left.

So there's no rush.

Xia Yutong after getting into work mode.

He quickly returned to being a reliable legal professional.

She took the documents out of her briefcase.

Background investigation of Mr. Zhang's company, copyright registration information, and draft transfer agreement.

Each document is labeled with a different color.

"President Jiang, I have a few questions I'd like to confirm."

"Speak."

"Why...are you so optimistic about science fiction movies?"

Xia Yutong opened the document and pointed to Nezha's investment data.

"You voted for Nezha and got a good result."

"The market has validated the returns on animated films."

"Logically, we should continue to bet on the animation sector."

Why the sudden change in investment style, shifting to niche domestic science fiction?

Xia Yutong objectively presented her judgment.

"The reputation of domestic science fiction films has been declining in recent years."

"The audience appeal has basically been exhausted by big-name directors and popular celebrities."

"The film, which was supposedly made with an investment of hundreds of millions, was outsourced layer by layer."

"The actual amount that ends up in the hands of the production team may only be a few million."

"Which audience member would willingly pay to eat in a movie theater..."

"You mean eating stones?"

Jiang Han smiled and finished Xia Yutong's sentence.

Xia Yutong was a little embarrassed, but she still nodded.

Jiang Han asked, "What do you think of the current film market?"

Xia Yutong pondered for a moment.

"The box office figures for the Spring Festival and summer seasons look pretty good."

"But from my personal perspective, I don't have a strong desire to go to the cinema."

"And this feeling lasted for several years."

Jiang Han nodded in agreement.

"The real winter for the film and television industry has not yet arrived."

"You probably can't imagine a future where there are so many celebrities and so much publicity."

"It also cannot lure audiences into the cinema."

Jiang Han knew this was not an exaggeration, but something that was actually happening.

Audiences prefer to watch low-budget, low-investment films with good reviews.

They no longer blindly believe in propaganda.

Jiang Han paused, his gaze shifting from outside the car window back to the outside.

"I have seriously considered the root cause."

"Essentially, it reflects the ever-improving artistic standards of the people."

"The contradiction between the decadent and outdated mindset and professional competence of performers."

Xia Yutong was shocked by this sharp comment.

She never imagined that Jiang Han would consider things so far ahead.

"What you just said..."

That's exactly what it means.

"The cultural market should not allow bad money to drive out good."

Good works and good content deserve investment.

"And The Three-Body Problem is an unavoidable masterpiece in the science fiction genre."

Xia Yutong remained silent for several seconds.

How did you come up with these ideas?

Jiang Han replied, "I started thinking about this as soon as I took over Xingyue Media."

"A content company that doesn't know what kind of content it should be making."

"Sooner or later it will become a platform that only wants to make quick money."

"Platforms can profit from the price difference, but content companies cannot."

Content companies must choose sides.

"Should we prioritize traffic or quality of work?"

Jiang Han turned his head and stared at Xia Yutong.

"My work!"

The midday sun was blazing.

Outside the window, the streets are bustling with traffic and crowds.

Shanghai, the city of magic, is never short of excitement.

What's missing is something that can truly remain.

Xia Yutong lowered her head and opened the draft contract.

My finger lightly traced the title of the clause.

But Jiang Han's words kept echoing in his mind.

She thought today's schedule was just a routine copyright negotiation.

Before they even reached the other company's door.

We've already had a lesson on the future of the cultural industry.

"How long can Mr. Zhang's cash flow last?"

"According to the information, it will take at most two months."

"He also owns the derivative rights to three science fiction novels."

"If the transfer price for The Three-Body Problem is right, the others will also be more willing to agree."

"Take it all."

"How long will the entire transfer process take?"

"Once the contract is drafted, both parties will sign it, and the copyright registration will be changed, it should take about a week if everything goes smoothly," Xia Yutong confirmed.

"The point of contention may lie in the renewal clause."

"There was a vague wording in the original contract that Mr. Zhang signed back then."

"If the copyright holder is acquired or liquidated."

"The definition of copyright ownership is unclear."

"It needs to be changed to an automatic renewal clause, and it should not become invalid due to changes in the ownership of the copyright holder."

Jiang Han didn't pay much attention to the details; he trusted Xia Yutong's judgment on professional matters.

Junhe Law Firm's professional capabilities are trustworthy.

Although Xia Yutong came alone, she had a large legal team supporting her.

"What's the next step after the copyright transfer is completed?" Xia Yutong asked.

"Sign a screenwriting agreement with Mr. Liu."

"He had previously said he was willing to participate in the adaptation."

Jiang Han expressed his opinion that the best screenwriter should always be the original author.

They cherish their work as if it were their own child.

Reckless alterations are absolutely not allowed.

Xia Yutong looked at him with admiration.

"You...have you even decided on the role yet?"

Jiang Han shook his head: "No!"

"The Three-Body Problem trilogy spans a vast period of time."

"We need to polish the script and solidify the concept design first."

"I plan to wait until 'The Wandering Earth' is released before making a decision."

"At that time, the domestic science fiction market will be reshuffled."