Huayu: The Big Players Behind the Scenes

Zhang Lu, being a top student from Renmin University and a mid-level manager in a foreign company, was well-versed in negotiation.

The main reason is that Zulong Studio is now at its end, and the withdrawal of major investors has led its head, Chi Yufeng, to consider selling his buttocks to save his dream.

Zhuang Huai'an's investment was a godsend.

After a discussion among the investors, everyone agreed except for Chi Yufeng, who was unwilling to sell his 20% stake in the original shares. In the end, Zhang Lu purchased 80% of the investment shares at a low price of 1800 million.

It's worth noting that Perfect World's R&D investment exceeded 3000 million RMB, making it a huge profit!

Of the 1800 million yuan, Liu Yifei, out of her boundless trust in Zhuang Huai'an, emptied her savings and contributed 500 million yuan.

Perhaps this is why those who love their husbands thrive! (laughs)

Early this morning,

Aunt Liu arrived at Company 91 alone. After waiting for a while, Zhuang Huai'an arrived after hearing the news.

Zhuang Huai'an brought Aunt Liu to his office, served her a cup of hot coffee, and the two sat facing each other.

"Auntie, what brings you to the company today? Why isn't Xixi here?"

"I just came over to sit for a while while she was still sleeping."

Aunt Liu put down her coffee cup and looked over, her heart filled with emotion. In her top-notch aesthetic sense, even without those achievements, her prospective son-in-law was good enough to be a match for her little wild boar just by his looks.

"Huai'an, next month is Qianqian's birthday. I've calculated the time, and it coincides with the broadcast of The Return of the Condor Heroes. I'm thinking of taking this opportunity to hold a grand coming-of-age ceremony for her, which will also boost her popularity."

"To bolster their image?" Zhuang Huai'an smiled inexplicably. "Auntie, do you think Qianqian needs these things right now?"

"With you here, we don't lack anything." Aunt Liu understood his unspoken meaning: he didn't quite agree with her idea.

"Auntie, this is what I think: the coming-of-age ceremony definitely has to be held. Qianqian has been looking forward to it, and I don't want her to be disappointed."

"So what's your opinion?"

"Just find a place to invite some friends over and have some fun."

Zhuang Huai'an laughed and said, "Even if we want to create hype, the media can only take pictures outside the venue. Inside, it's just our own people, so everyone can relax and not worry about their image."

Zhuang Huai'an already had a plan for this matter.

He didn't want to do what he used to do—book the entire auditorium in a high-profile manner and have the media report on it—as such a show could easily provoke resentment.

The public will only think this is showing off, and if it is not handled properly, it will become a black mark.

There's a strategy to showing off your strength. After The Return of the Condor Heroes airs, Liu Yifei will basically be able to secure her position as a top-tier actress, and her public image will be solidified. What Zhuang Huai'an needs to do is issue a notice to people in the industry.

She's under my protection, you understand?

Although those in the industry are aware of their relationship, they still lack concrete evidence. This birthday party will serve as a final deterrent to those who might try to undermine them.

Otherwise, every now and then a "Little Liu Yifei" will appear to try and gain attention; she doesn't bite, but she's disgusting.

"Okay, then I'll leave this to you, Huai'an."

"Auntie, we're family, so let's not be so formal."

Zhuang Huai'an waved his hand, revealing his thoughts to Aunt Liu for the first time.

Aunt Liu was prepared, knowing that this day would come sooner or later anyway.

"Oh, Auntie, there's something else I need to tell you. I want Sisi to change her nationality back."

Liu Yifei's green card was obtained by Aunt Liu sacrificing herself, and this kind of thing must be made clear to her.

"Sisi told me about this a long time ago. I've already asked her...dad for help. It's quite troublesome to get rid of citizenship before the age of 18. Fortunately, her dad is also in this line of work, so he can handle some things more easily than we can. Now that she has been granted Chinese citizenship, we're just waiting for the final certification before she turns 18, and then this matter will be over."

"That's good." Zhuang Huai'an breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. He had only learned a few days ago that it was very difficult for someone under the age of 18 to get their citizenship removed. Fortunately, Aunt Liu was prepared.

Aunt Liu pursed her lips, feeling inexplicably sad. "Huai'an, you... Qianqian is my precious child. I hope you won't let her down in the future... Don't... end up like me and her father, in such a tragic way."

"Don't worry, Auntie."

Zhuang Huai'an said seriously, "Although it sounds a bit perverted, I've been set on Xixi ever since the night of the kidnapping. My dad has also decided on her. If I ever become a heartless man, you won't even need to intervene; my dad will break my legs."

Of course, such a thing is impossible.

Fearing he might frighten Aunt Liu, Zhuang Huai'an left unsaid: Qianzhou is a very traditional place; family genealogies only recognize the first wife, and ancestral tombstones only bear the inscription of the first wife, so…

"Auntie believes in you."

Aunt Liu nodded with satisfaction. There are so many temptations in this circle, but Zhuang Huai'an has never had any scandals, which is enough to prove his single-mindedness.

Hmm... As for the pervert thing, it seems that my own little wild boar started it first... right?

After sitting for a while, Aunt Liu got up to say goodbye.

Neither of them mentioned Ah Fei's name throughout the entire conversation; those who know, know.

Zhuang Huai'an returned to his desk and began to draft a guest list. The celebrities had many schedules, and even though he had a lot of influence, he still had to notify them in advance. He believed that as long as they were free, they would all come to attend.

Private banquets and the like are the places to build relationships.

In the midst of busyness,

Wang Zhiyong walked into the office.

"What's wrong?"

Zhuang Huai'an looked at his Crouching Dragon. The experience of the past three years had made his originally immature face much more mature. His ponytail, which he had always kept, had been replaced with a slicked-back hairstyle that exuded more aura.

"I just took a stroll through the scriptwriting department out of boredom and spotted a promising talent!"

Wang Zhiyong presented a document as if it were a treasure. Zhuang Huai'an opened it and immediately realized that it was the script for "Nightclub".

"Written by Yang Qing?"

"You know him?"

"The person recommended by Wang Zhengliang is quite talented."

After quickly skimming through the script, Zhuang Huai'an took out a pen and began revising it from memory.

"Zhiyong, go and bring Yang Qing here."

"OK."

A moment later, Yang Qing followed Wolong in somewhat awkwardly, looking at Zhuang Huai'an, who was working at his desk, with admiration.

Wang Zhiyong tugged at his sleeve, gesturing for him to speak.

"Director Zhuang, this is Yang Qing."

"You're here? Come sit at the tea table with Zhiyong for a while, I'll come over after I finish this."

"OK."

After finishing a pot of tea, Zhuang Huai'an got up, stretched, and walked to the tea table with his script.

"Did you write this notebook?"

"Yes, Director Zhuang."

Facing the big boss up close, Yang Qing stood up nervously. "I didn't take up any of my work time; I just squeezed this in during my spare time."

"It's alright, sit down and let's talk."

Zhuang Huai'an smiled and waved his hand, "Screenwriting relies on inspiration, so I have never asked the scriptwriting department to work like crazy. That's too rigid and you can't write anything good."

"Senior Brother Liu is indeed very tolerant of us."

Yang Qing relaxed a bit. "When we're not working, we basically have to come up with our own jokes and come up with our own material. A lot of the ideas in this script you have here were brainstormed by me and a few other colleagues."

"Hmm, it's well written, but some parts feel too deliberate and a bit like forced sentimentality."

Zhuang Huai'an handed the script back, saying, "Comedy is comedy; its purpose is to make the audience laugh. Have you ever seen Uncle Benshan's sketches with a didactic tone?"

Yang Qing smiled awkwardly, opened the script and saw that many of the scenes he felt were not smooth were annotated in red by Zhuang Huai'an, with examples written in blue next to them.

Seeing that he was almost completely absorbed in the book, Zhuang Huai'an and Wang Zhiyong exchanged a smile and decided not to disturb him; this was a common problem among creators.

"Holy crap! That's a stroke of genius!"

Yang Qing excitedly closed the script, her eyes filled with even more admiration as she looked at Zhuang Huai'an. He truly deserved to be called the screenwriting god of the industry!

"Take it back and polish it again."

A hint of a smile flashed in Zhuang Huai'an's eyes; he had always been very tolerant of talented people.

"Tell Liu, a senior student in your screenwriting department, that your task from now on is to polish this script. As long as it meets my standards, I can give you the opportunity to direct."

Yang Qing became even more excited, suddenly standing up and bowing deeply. "Thank you, director! I will polish it carefully!"

A cinematographer who doesn't aspire to be a director isn't a good screenwriter.

His chance, Yang Qing's chance, has arrived!