"Mr. Yang, could it be a bank loan? That won't be good for our company!" Zhao Teng said worriedly, "If we cooperate with other entertainment and culture companies, there will probably be disputes over copyrights and many other interests. It's not very appropriate."
Yang Cheng shook his head and said with a smile, "As for the specifics of the cooperation, I will give you a communication channel. Wang Jie, you will be in charge of the negotiation. You can rest assured about the other party's ability and trust. However, I will have to negotiate with the other party first. When the time comes, I will have them contact you."
Yang Cheng was naturally referring to Qiangwei. Since Qiangwei wanted to use Yu Lei's influence to launder the funds in her hands and gradually build Red Thorns Society's own white industry, Yang Cheng's help would be beneficial to both parties.
Investing heavily in movies and commercials was the best way to launder money, just like opening a casino.
Although Wang Jie and Zhao Teng were puzzled, seeing that Yang Cheng didn't seem to be joking, they were excited and expectant.
Following that, the three of them discussed the focus of their work in the near future. Zhao Teng was in charge of staff arrangement, recruitment, and interviews, while Wang Jie was in charge of contacting and negotiating with various parties, recruiting some idle artists, and poaching some talents from other entertainment companies. These were all things that needed to be done at the beginning of the company's establishment.
When Yang Cheng heard that Wang Jie was distressed about headhunting talents, and also complained about those so-called Little Heavenly Kings and Little Queens asking too much, he couldn't help but suggest, "For the time being, if those artists are asking too much, then don't sign them. With Yu Lei's reputation, we can totally cultivate our own superstars."
"Director, you mean … a talent show?" Wang Jie's brain worked quickly.
"That's right, but it's not a good season right now. Aren't there such programs all over the world? If we want to do it, we have to do it thoroughly. We want both men and women. But at this time of the year, we should make preparations and wait for the weather to warm up before we officially implement it," Yang Cheng said.
Zhao Teng frowned. "Director, a talent show is actually a good idea, but it's not rare to see such a program. We might not be able to make the program popular. If there are not enough contestants and the advertising effect is not strong enough, it will be very difficult for us to get any benefits. "
"You don't have to worry about that. I will naturally have a way to deal with it when the time comes." Yang Chen snickered in his heart. Isn't it just a gimmick? At most, I'll just ask a certain heartless old man to find some people who can attract popularity.
Wang Jie and Zhao Teng felt that Yang Chen's words were full of mysteriousness, but they also felt that it was very believable, so they didn't say anything more. After all, this matter was just mentioned, and not implemented immediately.
Before he knew it, it was already noon. Yang Chen had been talking with his two assistants for a few hours. Even he himself felt that it was unbelievable.
He touched his belly and asked the two with a smile, "Are you two hungry?
He smiled. "Zhao Teng and Wang," Zhao Yang Cheng, "Zhao Ling Cheng," Zhao "is."
Of course, Zhao Teng and Wang Jie wouldn't reject their superior's invitation. They felt that it was very relaxing to talk to Yang Chen. They didn't feel restrained when talking to their previous superiors, so they quickly accepted Yang Chen in their hearts.
Along the way, Yang Cheng smiled and greeted the employees in the company. He urged them to go for lunch, which surprised many people. Obviously, they felt that this young boss was different.
Yang Cheng didn't let Zhao Teng and Wang Jie drive. He brought them to the parking lot, got on his white BMW, and drove to the outskirts of the city.
Zhao Teng and Wang Jie saw that Yang Cheng was driving a car worth more than a million yuan. They were sure that Yang Cheng must have an extraordinary background. Otherwise, how could he have the money to buy a car of this level at such a young age?
No one would have thought that it was the result of living off a woman.
What made Zhao Teng and Wang Jie even more baffled was the place Yang Chen brought them to eat at. They initially thought that it would be either an exquisite Chinese restaurant or a quiet western restaurant. Who would've thought that Yang Chen would choose a random hotpot restaurant by the roadside?
The small hotpot restaurant was steaming hot. Most of the customers were citizens and migrant workers dressed in rough clothes. Yang Chen walked into the restaurant with Zhao Teng and Zhao Yu. They were all well-dressed, and it was obvious that they were upper-class workers. Many people looked at them in surprise.
Especially Wang Jie. She was born in an upper-class family and had never been to a restaurant like this. However, she was too embarrassed to refuse Yang Cheng's kindness. She frowned slightly when she saw the greasy spots on the table, but she didn't dare to say anything.
Yang Chen shouted for the lady boss to come over and order the dishes. He continuously ticked dozens of boxes on the hotpot menu, causing Zhao Teng and Wang Jie to stare blankly.
"Director, we can't eat so much. We can't …" Zhao Teng tried to persuade him.
Yang Cheng waved his hand. "What are you afraid of? A hundred plates won't even cost a thousand yuan. I'm a generous person. Don't worry and eat as much as you want!"
Zhao Teng and Wang Jie were about to cry. We can't eat even if you order a hundred plates!
"Oh yeah, do you want to drink? The kind of sorghum that costs ten yuan a bottle is not bad. It has the taste of soju. Do you want two bottles? "Yang Cheng suggested cheerfully.
Ten yuan can buy white wine?!
Zhao Teng and Wang Jie felt like they were aliens. They couldn't understand the situation in front of them.
"Hmm, two bottles are not enough? Then three bottles. One bottle for each of us. One bottle is 500g. Don't think that it's a small amount. It's actually 50% alcohol. It's very strong! "Yang Cheng said as he finished ordering the dishes. He then sat down and faced Zhao Teng and Wang Jie.
Zhao Teng gulped and said with a stiff smile, "Director, Wang Jie can drink. She used to work in public relations. I'll get drunk if I drink a little."
"Oh, I see. Let me know when you're drunk. I'll drink it for you. Don't worry. I don't mind drinking the leftovers. It's a pity to waste it, but it's an honor to be thrifty," Yang Cheng said with a smile.
Soon, the hotpot with the pork bone soup base was served. Various seasonings were also served. Since Yang Cheng ordered a lot, the proprietress even added a plate of pig's blood and tofu skin. This put Yang Cheng in a good mood.
It wasn't that Zhao Teng and Wang Jie had never eaten hotpot before. However, it was their first time eating hotpot in such a small restaurant that looked like a bustling city. The surroundings looked dirty. Whether they had a business license or not was still a problem. The hygiene permit might even be a decoration. If they weren't really hungry, they definitely wouldn't dare to eat.
Yang Cheng ordered too many dishes. A small table and a shelf couldn't even fit all of them. Yang Cheng didn't care about the consequences and dragged a table next to his.
Zhao Teng and Wang Jie were dumbfounded. It was their first time eating in such a small hotpot restaurant. It was their first time seeing such a bold owner who dragged a table!
"Hehe, this is the good thing about a small restaurant. You can eat and play as you please. A big restaurant is too troublesome. You can't talk loudly or smoke." As Yang Cheng spoke, he took out a cigarette and lit it for himself. With a cigarette in one hand and a pair of chopsticks in the other, he put all kinds of raw vegetables and meat into the hotpot. "Eating hotpot requires this kind of atmosphere. It should be lively. It's best if it's snowing outside. Drink some hard liquor. We're all on the same side, so I just brought it to you."
Zhao Teng smiled stiffly and said, "Director, you're right. This is good … Cough, cough …"
The smell of inferior tobacco made him cough a few times. However, he smiled bitterly and couldn't say anything.
Wang Jie covered her mouth and laughed. "Director, you scared us. We've never seen such a scene before."
"I know." Yang Cheng said proudly, "I brought you guys out to eat today to show you what kind of person I am. Whether I'm a noble person or an ordinary person, I don't care about those superficial things. I'm lazy, I don't have professional knowledge, I like to be straightforward, and I'm just a person. The me you see in the office is real. The me in front of you like an old farmer is also real. About half a year ago, I was still a small vendor selling mutton skewers outside the west district market. Believe it or not, I do have a master's degree from Harvard, but I'm really selling mutton skewers. "
Seeing Zhao Teng and Wang Jie staring blankly, Yang Cheng opened a bottle of Native Soju and filled it for both of them and himself. He raised his cup and toasted them. "Come, have a sip. Don't look at me like an idiot. Selling mutton skewers doesn't reach the threshold of paying personal income tax, so I didn't evade taxes."
Zhao Teng and Wang Jie finally laughed and picked up their cups. Although the smell of the wine was pungent, they still took a sip.
Wang Jie was fine, but Zhao Teng's throat felt like it was on fire the moment he drank the white wine. He coughed a few times before stopping with a red face.
Yang Cheng laughed out loud. He asked the lady boss to bring him a cup of cold water and stopped him from drinking.
"Just say it if you can't drink. I'm not an alcoholic boss. Subordinates who can't drink don't need to look at it. You don't have to force yourself," said Yang Cheng.
Zhao Teng smiled awkwardly. "It's not that I can't drink, Director Yang. This wine is too strong."
The three of them joked for a while before moving their chopsticks to eat the hotpot. However, Zhao Teng and Wang Jie combined couldn't eat as much as Yang Chen.
Very soon, the huge pile of food which seemed to be impossible for the two of them to finish was stuffed into Yang Chen's stomach like a whirlwind.
At this moment, their understanding of Yang Cheng had changed from clear to vague, and from vague to clear. No matter what, they found that they liked this strange boss even more.
"Director Yang, it seems like we can't drive after drinking. How are we going back later?" Zhao Teng said worriedly. "Why don't we call someone from the company to pick us up?"
Yang Cheng waved his hand. "What's there to be afraid of? I can still race after drinking. I've even been to the police station. I'm more familiar with it than home. Let's go! I'll send you back to the company! "
Zhao Teng and Wang Jie's faces turned green and white. Is this the director of the company or someone who escaped from prison?!
However, just as Yang Cheng paid and was about to leave with Zhao Teng and Wang Jie, a familiar figure suddenly walked past the hotpot restaurant.
Yang Cheng's eyes revealed a trace of strangeness. He turned around and said to the two of them, "Wait here for ten minutes. I'm going to meet an acquaintance. I'll be back soon."
Without waiting for Zhao Teng and Wang Jie to ask, Yang Cheng had already walked out of the hotpot restaurant and turned into a small alley.
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