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“Mom, I'm busy right now!” Jiang Yizhou immediately began to assure her. He didn't want to worry his family; after all, his girlfriend had left him, and her family was causing him trouble!
“Remember to come home. You’re not even as good as Li. She’s more like my daughter. If you don’t come back soon, don’t bother coming back at all!”
With that, his mother hung up the phone. However, “Li” must be referring to Li Yue, right?
With such doubts in mind, Jiang Yizhou arrived at the location of the Venture Capital Firm. At the main entrance, several workers were cleaning up stains, which eased some of his guilt and gradually increased his unrelated emotions.
“Hey, Mr. Jiang, hello!” Feng Xiaogang found it difficult to address this overly young rich man. Calling him something too formal would seem too lowly, while being too casual might come off as disrespectful. He decided to simply call him “Mr.” and treat him like a client.
“Director Feng, I heard you wanted to meet me. I was just thinking that the hen that lays eggs should also check on those who buy the eggs!” Jiang Yizhou felt much safer sitting in his own company’s office; it was a relief compared to worrying about someone barging in and giving him a beating in a bathhouse!
“Your analogy is off; you are my benefactor! I’m thrilled to hear someone is willing to support my film career…” Director Feng began to express the hardships of being in the film industry and showed his determination to Jiang Yizhou, who was wealthy.
I’m a benefactor? Jiang Yizhou was taken aback for a moment but quickly turned his thoughts around. Currently, none of the films directed by Feng Xiaogang had been released successfully. The movie “Good Dream Day Trip,” later titled “Party A and Party B,” was considered his first film to be released in theaters. With no box office revenue, investors were indeed like benefactors!
“You don’t need to assure me so much; just focus on making movies. I’m just looking for some fun—Holiday Release means we need to make some entertaining films!”
As they chatted casually, Director Feng realized that this young man was indeed just playing around with money he had no other use for. He had only a superficial understanding of films—having been to theaters multiple times and knowing some actors' and directors' names—but he wasn’t interested in hearing about professional matters. Instead, he was more curious about interesting stories from the production team and amusing anecdotes from the industry.
Of course, this was a good thing; as long as he could keep him happy, it would mean long-term financial support. If he were too professional and businesslike, he wouldn’t be able to gain so many benefits. Signing directors for one film each year with profit sharing was something only someone with money could afford to do.
He just likes to take advantage of others... Is it really exploitation when both parties are willing? Anyway, he doesn't care about that little bit of money; he spends it for fun, to support his sister. As for himself, he gets his affairs in order and takes the money to boldly make movies. It's a win-win situation, how great!
"Listening to Mr. Jiang, you are doing this for your sister..." Director Feng thought about this and immediately considered how to gain his trust. Isn't it just about flattering someone?
Jiang Yizhou waved his hand awkwardly, "Let's forget it. My sister couldn't do anything two months ago. Now, if she can at least get the basics down, that would be impressive. At most, she can do some flat advertisements; acting is something Xiao Ya can't handle at all. Maybe in a year or a year and a half."
From the teacher hired for Xiao Ya, Jiang Yizhou understood his sister's situation quite well. Effort is important, but some things require accumulation; nothing can be achieved overnight. According to her progress, although he wouldn't have to find connections for her in two years to get her into Beijing Film Academy or Central Academy of Drama, she isn't particularly gifted; not everyone is suited for this line of work.
After confirming Jiang Yizhou's presence and feeling satisfied, Director Feng hurried back to sign a contract with the Wang Brothers. Jiang Yizhou looked out the window at the workers still cleaning the sign; any good mood he had vanished completely. What is going on here?
It turns out you can't pretend to be a fool and eat the tiger; this isn't a fantasy world. Strength comes from oneself. When faced with unexpected situations, people are still just people. No matter how much money you have, can you withstand surprises? A single brick could be fatal; he still needs bodyguards and a personal assistant.
He can't keep bothering Xu Xin to handle everything for him, and Shen Qing is in the same boat; they are both busy making money and managing the company. If trivial matters delay them, wouldn't that be a loss for him? Professional matters should be left to professionals.
However, the security and private bodyguard industry in the country is still not well-established; many come from rough backgrounds or are from their own company's security departments. Jiang Yizhou's companies are all internet-based, so there’s basically no need to establish a security department to prevent others from cutting network cables. However, it's necessary to quickly set up a cybersecurity department.
Outsourcing security services makes him uneasy; he doesn't know if there are any mature companies with sound systems.
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"This guy has money now; his parents live nearby, yet he never comes back to see us. It's true that money corrupts people. Maoqiang, don't follow your son’s example by wandering around the district aimlessly; what's there to wander about?" Gao Qingzhen hung up the phone and reminded her husband, who was innocently caught in the crossfire.
Jiang Maoqiang thought to himself that even if he wanted to do something, he needs money! Isn't all the money in your hands? Where am I supposed to find money to waste?
However, he had to put on a brave face. He changed the subject and said, "I haven't found a job yet. I went to the construction site, but they wouldn't take me. Your son has become a billionaire; I can't afford to offend him. There’s no place to farm in the city, just that little bit of space in the yard, at most I can grow a few vegetables!"
The yard was a patch of grass and greenery in front of the villa. The grass had long been removed, and the ground was divided into several plots where different vegetables were planted, which served as a way to pass the time.
He even noticed that some of the few retired elderly people in the neighborhood, as well as others who had moved to the city because their children had become successful, had started growing vegetables too, all out of boredom. Most of the residents here were busy with work, leaving early and returning late.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Hearing the phone ring, Li Yue, who had been smiling and accompanying Jiang Yizhou's parents, excused herself and stepped aside to answer the call.
"Yuejie," Mao Ya's voice was choked with emotion as she said hoarsely, "Someone has been causing trouble at the internet café. Zhuangzi couldn't stand it and got into a fight with them. The police came and took him away along with those troublemakers!"
Li Yue felt a chill in her heart and gently soothed her, "Take your time; don't worry!"
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