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Chapter 727 - 336: Qian Lele’s Shout, the Beautician’s Battle Robe_2

Chapter 727: Chapter 336: Qian Lele’s Shout, the Beautician’s Battle Robe_2

But the problem now is that our group’s capital chain has encountered some issues, forcing us to make strategic adjustments.

We’re considering selling the shares of the short drama base project that’s under construction to alleviate financial pressure...

Listening to Xie Yue’s explanation, Tang Song’s eyes revealed deep thought, and he quickly understood the logic.

In the half-month of opening the copy, he had read a wealth of materials, including a lot about real estate.

The current market environment is very harsh, with the top 100 real estate companies seeing a year-on-year decline of 37.6%, with the decline expanding by 0.4 percentage points from the previous month.

Whether it’s first-tier, second-tier, or third-tier cities, the market’s transaction volume is declining, and the downward trend is intensifying.

Although financing costs are falling, financing has been tightening.

The industry has already entered the integration phase.

The capital chain is encountering problems, selling shares of key projects.

It indicates that the Handing Group has reached a very urgent level.

In terms of valuation of the short drama base, there is naturally a lot of room for concessions.

If he really wants to make a significant impact in the short drama market, this is undoubtedly a very good opportunity.

You can acquire a nearly completed film and television base at a relatively low price.

It was only then that he gradually reacted.

The encounter with Xie Yue is highly likely related to the [Halo-Academic Prodigy] with [Luck+2] effect.

During the effective period of the halo, a series of interesting coincidences may have occurred.

Ultimately connecting him, Qian Lele, Zhang Lili, and Xie Yue together.

Everything is for [Phase Two Growth Plan Task ③ Capital New Rich].

After sorting out his thoughts, Tang Song chatted with Xie Yue for a while longer, discreetly asking some details he was concerned about.

He instantly made up his mind.

"President Xie, the short drama market is still in the early stages of development, and I invested in Mortals to lay out in advance. Regarding the Yannan Short Drama Base, I need to seriously consider it, and I can’t give you a definite answer for now."

Xie Yue took a deep breath, pulled out a business card from his pocket, and handed it over, "Mr. Tang, you’re much more outstanding than I imagined, to be honest, even if not for cooperation, I’d love to befriend you.

I understand your concerns, but I still hope you’ll consider it carefully."

He himself is very optimistic about the future of the short drama market, which is why he invested in building this base against all odds.

The group originally had big ambitions for this project, hoping to create a hot spot in the film and television cultural industry area.

To drive up surrounding property values and provide job opportunities.

It was also because of these promises that they were able to acquire those 45 acres of land at a relatively low price.

But now that it’s difficult to recoup funds, the company’s capital chain is tight, and they have to cut their losses to preserve the overall situation.

Taking the business card, Tang Song smiled and shook hands with him, saying a few polite words.

As a capital provider, even if he really wants to invest, he can’t appear too eager.

And he must also eliminate hidden dangers to avoid being tricked.

...

With the two silhouettes reappearing on the stairs, the hall quieted down again.

"Mr. Tang, I’ll leave first, let’s keep in touch, goodbye."

"Okay, goodbye."

As Xie Yue and Zhang Lili left, Tang Song instantly became the focus of attention.

Numerous complex gazes gathered on him.

Many people seemed eager to come forward and say something.

Tang Song smiled calmly and raised his wrist to check the time.

It was almost 10 PM.

Scanning the room, he quickly found Qian Lele, who was sitting on the sofa in a daze.

Tang Song stepped over to her and chuckled, "Lele, it’s pretty late, you still have work tomorrow, should we head out?"

This group of college students’ party activities would surely go on until the early hours.

If he’s around, they wouldn’t be able to let loose.

"Oh, okay." Qian Lele quickly stood up and said to Ding Yao and the others, "Then I’ll leave with Brother Song first, you guys keep playing."

Ding Yao went up and took Qian Lele’s hand, "I’ll see you and Brother Song off!"

"I’m coming too, I’m coming too."

"Going to miss you, Lele, remember to hang out with us if you have time."

"Brother Song is welcome to join us too."

...

"Vroom——"

The lights illuminated the night as the Bentley Continental slowly drove away from the villa area.

Qian Lele sat quietly in the passenger seat, her legs tightly together, looking forward through the car window.

After a while, she saw the familiar scenery outside.

A faint smile appeared on Qian Lele’s face as she looked at Tang Song’s side profile and said, "Thank you, Brother Song, for helping me fulfill my wish from last night. Today felt like a dream."

Her hand gently smoothed the creases of her dress, quietly feeling the soft, delicate high-end fabric.

"No need to thank me, I’ve been taken care of by you for half a month in the teachers’ apartment." Tang Song raised the corners of his mouth in a gentle smile.

Qian Lele’s voice was crisp, "Being with Brother Song, I’ve really learned a lot and have a clearer plan for my life, thank you! And thank you for accompanying me to the birthday party today, I was very happy."

Tang Song was momentarily taken aback, slightly turning his head to glance at her, "Why so polite all of a sudden?"

"Nothing, just feel that Brother Song is very impressive, and I admire you a lot." Qian Lele lowered her head slightly, seemingly a bit shy.

Tang Song opened his mouth but ended up saying nothing.

The car cabin fell into silence.

Two minutes later, the Bentley Continental stopped outside the main gate of the teacher’s apartment.

"We’re here."

"Oh, okay, Brother Song."

Qian Lele quickly unbuckled her seatbelt, grabbed her black backpack from the back seat.

Smiling, she said, "No need to walk me in, it’s only a few steps, it’s late, be careful on the road."