Becoming a Movie Star, System Only Finished Loading After Ten Years
Chapter 187 - 184: One Who Repeatedly Commits Unrighteous Acts Will Surely Bring About Their Own Destruction (Request for Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 187: Chapter 184: One Who Repeatedly Commits Unrighteous Acts Will Surely Bring About Their Own Destruction (Request for Monthly Tickets)

Qi Hao was amused by Lu Sang’s antics.

So he waved his hand generously, tossing two million to Zhanqi Laiden for the brothers to sing a funeral song for Lu Sang.

"Do we really need to do it this way?"

Old Tian, Zhanqi Laiden, Shi Feng, and others gathered to advise the tyrant.

Lu Sang was already down on his luck; you don’t need to kick him while he’s down, he’ll stay stuck for a while.

Why waste money like this?

The key is, it doesn’t benefit you at all.

"The joy is the benefit," Qi Hao couldn’t care less about this two million, next Saturday he’ll receive fifty thousand shares of Penguin stock, valued over twenty million.

"You’re too cold-hearted," Zhanqi Laiden sighed.

He had a small group of people who disliked Lu Yu, but they were nothing compared to Qi Hao.

Lu Yu really had rotten luck to provoke Qi Hao.

"Anyone can become cold as long as they understand jealousy. I don’t care how others see me, I just don’t want others to be happier than me."

Qi Hao looked out the window, with a deep expression.

"Spending this two million, isn’t it a bit of a loss? The previous three million could be justified as promotion for ’Steel Piano,’ which did indeed bring great returns, but this two million probably won’t be beneficial."

In business, others can speak of patriotism and passion, but being a studio manager like Old Tian, he can’t just join in the chaos.

Otherwise, even more money wouldn’t be enough to squander.

"Yes, Qi Hao certainly can’t appear again, otherwise he’d not only attract public dislike but also become a target for Lu Yu’s people."

Shi Feng, who has a conservative style, was quick to throw cold water.

Currently, Qi Hao’s team was pretty much well-coordinated.

Yang Liu and Gao Fei were out running projects, and they were involved in and steering the company’s film projects.

Old Tian, Shi Feng, and Zhanqi Laiden formed the studio’s decision-making team.

Zhanqi Laiden was bizarre and aggressive, Shi Feng was cautious and conservative.

Old Tian made the final decisions.

"The three million we spent before wasn’t in vain, but if you really want to do something this time, there are ways to do it..."

Zhanqi Laiden was an expert at brainstorming.

He could always find new ideas in chaos.

Like dating, if the girl is inexperienced, show her the world’s glitz, if she’s been through a lot, take her on a merry-go-round.

You need to break the limits of ordinary people’s understanding to more easily achieve your goals.

And using money this time to "make Lu Sang famous," Zhanqi Laiden thought Qi Hao Studio could establish its own marketing company.

As a top idol in the entertainment industry, Qi Hao was in great need of public relations marketing.

Every year, the public relations marketing fees were substantial.

And once you have your own marketing company, not only can you save the middleman’s cut, but you can also earn money by helping others with public relations marketing.

"Won’t we end up falling due to our unrighteous acts?"

Qi Hao knew that a lot of garbage in the entertainment industry was humanized through packaging.

Take Zhang Tielin, Zeng Zhiwei, for example.

If you say you’re going to take on jobs for these people and help them with packaging and hype, that alone could disgust you.

"Who said we had to take all the jobs?" Zhanqi Laiden spoke matter-of-factly, "We can completely refuse people we don’t like, or even take jobs from their rivals and use money against them."

"What if they don’t have rivals?" Shi Feng countered.

A good business battle was turned into a farce by Zhanqi Laiden.

This wasn’t the business battle Shi Feng envisioned.

"That’s my problem; if they don’t have rivals, we can create rivals for them," Zhanqi Laiden chuckled, "Over the years, there are always things you don’t want to bring up and people you don’t want to see anymore. Someone once wronged you, and maybe you’ve thought about going after them. But you don’t dare, or you think it’s not worth it. In reality, targeting someone is easy. I have a friend whose public relations skills are excellent, though life has been tough on him recently. Just give him some money, and he’ll definitely help you target that person. Just think about it."

Anything can be very Wang Jiawei.

Qi Hao had just borrowed Wang Jiawei’s words, and Zhanqi Laiden could likewise borrow them.

What he said was not wrong; this circle was too filthy.

You may not have friends, but you definitely have enemies. When you have the chance to retaliate against your enemies, ask yourself if you’ll lose your sanity.

"In that case, the marketing company shouldn’t be linked to us anymore."

Old Tian thought Zhanqi Laiden’s idea of starting a marketing company was very good, but exposing it would easily lead to attacks from other people.

It would definitely be labeled as something everyone shouts to defeat.

"Absolutely, this marketing company will have nothing to do with us."

Zhanqi Laiden was also afraid.

Having too many enemies is risky, like walking alone at night and getting ambushed.

Precisely because of his dark heart, Zhanqi Laiden was more worried about retaliation; being ambushed would be minor. What if a group of strong men kidnapped you to an abandoned factory, and then...

The proctology department would be your home!

"Actually, we aren’t suited to develop under the studio name."

After two consecutive films made profits, even the conservative Shi Feng found it inevitable to feel the growth.

The conservative faction complained about the aggressive faction being too conservative.

What’s the deal with starting a marketing company and not daring to operate openly?

"Yes, I’ve discussed this with Qi Hao, planning to upgrade the studio to a company soon, and also planning to establish a film investment and production company."

Old Tian and Qi Hao’s original plan was to operate under the studio name for three years.

Wait for the right time to develop bigger and stronger.

Unexpectedly, the development over the past two years was so smooth it seemed like cheating.

"Are we financially abundant?"

Shi Feng just stood up, and in the next second, he wilted again.

"Qi Hao has Penguin stocks!"

Old Tian said it so confidently, as if what Qi Hao owned wasn’t Penguin stocks, but Penguins, and Ma Huateng was working for Qi Hao.

"He’s not selling his stocks now either, is he?"

Shi Feng couldn’t quite wrap his head around it for a moment. Lately, Penguin stocks had been rising alarmingly. Not only did Qi Hao not sell his Penguin stocks, he also used the dividends to buy more.

"It’s simple, just use the stocks as collateral and get a bank loan."

Old Tian and Qi Hao had discussed this matter.

If they needed money, they didn’t necessarily have to sell the stocks. With 6.6 million Penguin stocks in hand, it’s easy to borrow two hundred million from the bank.

Old Tian has a distant cousin who is a senior executive at a bank.

He found out that people like Qi Hao not only can get loans, but are also the high-quality clients that banks are particularly eager to develop.

Qi Hao was busy for more than a week and finally waited for Sun Yanzi’s concert.

Only then did he realize he forgot to invite An Feng.

It’s quite ridiculous!

It’s like almost getting married but not having had the chance to notify the bride yet.

No way around it, he was indeed quite busy recently. He had to supervise the editing of "First Love, This Little Thing" throughout, which was something he had to do since the movie wrapped.

He had to find time to practice songs for the concert.

Both Sun Yanzi and Han Hong are considered powerhouses. Being overshadowed by them is normal, but losing too much face would be embarrassing.

He also needed to shoot some commercial materials and maintain several endorsement contracts he had.

He had to check on the renovation of the courtyard house as well.

After all, this was his other home.

Unfortunately, it didn’t come with any mystical effects, like aura +10, cultivation speed +100%, or built-in anti-theft mechanisms.

The dog system was a bit powerless indeed.

Additionally, the company’s integration was something Qi Hao couldn’t ignore entirely.

He couldn’t just be a hands-off boss, or he’d risk being sidelined by his subordinates.

All Red Among Monkey Butts: Do you like Sun Yanzi?

An Feng was packing up her things. She planned to go to Jiangcheng with her mom to visit her grandma.

Whenever she finished a period of work, An Feng would visit her grandma.

Her grandma was the closest person to her besides her mom.

Unexpectedly, Qi Hao sent her a message.

Because she didn’t check her phone, she didn’t reply for quite a while, and Qi Hao sent the same text again.

I’m Really An Feng: It’s alright~ Why do you ask?

An Feng was bewildered by Qi Hao’s question.

This guy is strange. Ever since that day when everyone went out together and then his assistant sent her back at night, he hadn’t contacted her these past few days.

Even when she went to Jin Dazhou’s studio to pick up samples to practice singing, she went by herself.

Although An Feng knew Qi Hao was busy with film post-production.

But feeling uncomfortable was still normal human nature.

All Red Among Monkey Butts: There’s her concert tonight. I’ve got two tickets, and I want to invite you to come along. I’ll be performing on stage, you don’t have to if you don’t want to, want to go?

I’m Really An Feng: Sure... okay!

After she agreed, Qi Hao sent over the address and time. He had to go ahead to the venue for rehearsal.

He’d pick her up then.

After sending it, Qi Hao reflected for a moment.

The invitation that should have been extended days ago was only remembered on the day of the event.

What does this say?

It shows that he had gotten used to relying on assistants and agents, and some of his social skills had regressed.

But such matters definitely couldn’t be handled by an assistant.

An Feng put down her things and ran downstairs to ask her mom for leave.

"Mom, I have a last-minute announcement, let’s go back tomorrow instead."

"What announcement? How come I don’t know?"

Ms. Liu had set up a computer in the corner of the living room downstairs, and the screen was showing stock market stuff.

"That’s why it’s called last-minute, mom. The market is closed today, why are you still watching?"

An Feng went over to give her mom a shoulder massage.

"I’m writing a summary report. I lost some last week. Sigh, this stock market is just so unpredictable."

Mrs. Liu was in low spirits.

"Mom, you’re just starting to play around with it, losing some money as tuition is normal. But I still suggest you buy the ones Qi Hao bought."

An Feng didn’t stop her mom from playing with stocks.

The economic crisis had just ended, and the market was doing well. Her mom only had a few million in stock funds, couldn’t lose much.

The money lost was far less than what they made from Maotai and Apple.

Moreover, since her mom put a lot of energy into their stocks worth more than twenty million, An Feng felt much freer instantly.

Now her team was almost fully under her control.

"Why don’t we go back next weekend? I want to sell off some stocks with poor liquidity and buy all Penguins."

Ms. Liu’s mental capacity was limited, and with stocks taking up so much space, she couldn’t continue questioning her daughter’s last-minute announcement.