At the end of August, Qin Ze received a call from his uncle, saying that he had found a suitable VR manufacturer in Shencheng.
Shencheng, a bit far.
In fact, Qin Ze's ideal location was in Shanghai, but Shanghai was a city with a strong smell of money. It was definitely the best choice to engage in finance in Shanghai. However, the R&D and innovation of such high-tech products were first in the coastal cities. Among the coastal cities, Guanggang and Shencheng were the best. Shanghai was a bit worse. Each of the first-tier cities in China had different characteristics.
The best way that Qin Ze and Su Yu discussed was to buy a factory in Shanghai, then acquire a team in other places and move the chassis to Shanghai.
However, this kind of situation was more troublesome. It was equivalent to building a team. Shencheng was too far away from Shanghai. Executives may not be willing to leave their hometown, let alone ordinary employees.
But because it was too far away, Qin Ze's team was currently all in Shanghai, and Shencheng was not easy to manage.
Baoze Investment.
"Su Yu, come with me to Shencheng tomorrow." Qin Ze said: "My uncle found a VR equipment manufacturer willing to sell. I heard that the equipment is good, but because of long-term poor profitability, the investors did not play, causing the manufacturer to be short of funds. They are struggling at death's door and intend to sell it."
Su Yu thought that it was finally time for her to appear. She had been sitting on the bench for a long time.
"Is your uncle reliable?" Su Yu's tone and expression were like a little daughter-in-law who was disgusted with her unreliable relatives.
"The people of the inspection team sent the evaluation report," Qin Ze logged into his personal email, opened the email, and pushed it to Su Yu.
There were financial statements, asset evaluations, equipment evaluations, etc.
Most of the pros and cons were included.
The final answer was a red tick.
However, the acquisition price required the boss to personally negotiate and field inspection. In the end, it depended on the boss's wishes and the results of the negotiation.
"Let your assistant … buy a ticket." Qin Ze said.
Halfway through, he didn't seem to remember the name of Su Yu's assistant. He was the president of Baoze, but he didn't have an assistant himself, or Su Yu was his assistant.
Su Yu had two assistants, both of whom were older, in their thirties. They looked very good, much better than her sister's, but they were a little older, and their figures were a little out of shape. Wearing an office lady suit, they couldn't look graceful and sexy.
Oh, women.
In some ways, they were all the same.
Su Yu grabbed the landline on the table and dialed the phone. "Help me book two tickets. I will arrive in Shencheng before five o 'clock tomorrow afternoon. The departure time will be after one o' clock tomorrow afternoon. You decide. "
After hanging up, she said, "I still have something to do at the company. I'll try to get it done by tomorrow morning. There's no rush, right? "
"You didn't ask your two assistants to go?"
"You're just a troublesome light bulb. Why are you calling him?"
Qin Ze nodded, thinking that it would be great if he could have a private jet one day. In the morning, he would go to Turkey to show off. In the afternoon, he would go to Japan to eat Japanese food. In the afternoon, he would go to Paris to experience the most romantic city in Europe.
Then, at night, she would bring her sisters to Beijing to breathe in the smog. She would be full and happy.
The villagers are really bad. The air pollution is caused by our lack of straw.
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The office fell into a quiet state of work. Su Yu occasionally went out for a while, then came back and continued to read documents and sign. During this period, there was a short meeting, probably to explain tomorrow's matters.
Qin Ze was holding a notebook and writing his script in the office.
Since Baoze was on the right track and flourishing, he was a bit like a hands-off shopkeeper.
The company was managed by Su Yu, and the business was handed over to the department manager. As a boss, he needed to do everything by himself. The boss was like this. When he started a business, he poured his blood and sweat, laid a foundation, and then handed it over to his subordinates to manage and operate. It was a bit similar to the ancestors in xuanhuan novels. They lived in seclusion for a long time. Once something happened to the family, they would jump out to turn the tide and help the building to collapse.
"What are you writing?" Su Yu didn't know when she sat next to him and leaned over to look at the screen.
"Script," Qin Ze said, "I'm writing a script. After the acquisition is over, I will concentrate on writing the script, and then make a movie."
"Then can I be the heroine?" Su Yu's eyes were shining.
"This is not a romance film," Qin Ze scratched his head. "I don't have a heroine."
"Let me see your script," Su Yu said.
Qin Ze's script was just a draft, outlining a general story framework.
The hero in the story had a bad childhood. His father was a gambler. Because he owed a huge amount of money to loan sharks, he hid all day and lived the life of a stray dog. Later, he was caught by the forces of loan sharks and sunk in the Huangpu River. The one who sunk him in the Huangpu River was a ruthless strong woman.
"Hey, your character is based on Sister Man, right? It must be her. I'm going to send the script to her." Su Yu laughed. "Is it really good for you to hate Sister Man so much?"
"Do you want to be a widow at a young age?" Qin Ze glared at her.
Then the protagonist's mother went crazy. She wandered around the village all day, with disheveled hair. The protagonist lived silently, went to school, and took care of his mother.
One day, when he came back from school, he found that his mother had been defiled by a ruffian in the village. She was pregnant for nine months and gave birth to a daughter.
It was undoubtedly a devastating disaster for a family that barely survived and relied on the government's relief.
"Wow, it's the kind of literary film at first glance. I hate tear-jerking movies. When I wrote novels, if I wrote a little bit of abuse, I would call it poison. "Su Yu frowned.
"I'm not writing a novel, I'm making a movie. In the unpopular movies that win in content, this kind of plot is nothing." Qin Ze said.
He's not making a comedy, and he has no comedy talent. The system's task is to complete a movie independently. If Qin Ze has comedy talent, he will make a comedy. Maybe it will be a box-office hit.
During this time, he has studied many movies with excellent reviews. First of all, the content can't be plain. There must be twists and turns and bitterness in it.
His father was sunk in the Huangpu River, and the family lived happily with the subsistence allowance.
This part was scrapped.
Qin Ze has to admit that he actually plagiarized … No, how can a scholar's matter be called plagiarism, it's reference.
He referred to a short clip of a movie that he saw when searching for similar movies in the points store, and then modified it and added it to the script.
"That's it?" Su Yu held the mouse and pulled it down. The script ended here.
"Just a beginning …" She looked at Qin Ze speechlessly.
"I can't write it, I'm stuck." Qin Ze scratched his head: "Wisdom limits my imagination, and I can't guess the world of schizophrenia patients at all."
The reason why he was stuck was that he didn't know the specific symptoms of schizophrenia patients, their words and deeds, their state after the illness, and what they imagined.
"You need to go out for a walk, or go to a mental hospital for a field trip." Su Yu suggested.
"It makes sense." Qin Ze nodded.
He turned his head and kissed Su Yu on the cheek. "Sure enough, behind a successful man, there is a smart woman."
.....
The plane crossed the blue sky and the white clouds.
Qin Ze, sitting by the window, looked down. Houses, fields, and high-rise buildings became mini models. During the flight, the fuselage would have a stronger shake and tilt.
The scenery was very good. Qin Ze held on for a few seconds and pulled down the window cover.
It was terrible, and he always felt that he would fall at any time.
Taking a plane was not a good thing for people with acrophobia, but Qin Ze felt very excited while his heart was beating wildly.
The feeling of both fear and yearning.
"Do you have acrophobia?"
Next to him, Su Yu's eyes were bright, as if she had found something interesting.
"Yes, didn't I tell you?" Qin Ze took off his mask and took a sip of water. His beating heart calmed down a little.
"What does acrophobia feel like?" Su Yu asked.
She didn't have acrophobia. Why do you think there is such a symptom?
It's like people who don't get carsick. It's hard to understand when they see someone vomiting because of sitting in a car.
"It's the kind of …" Qin Ze put the mask back on and tried to describe: "The heart will jump to the throat, the breath will be blocked, the legs will be soft, and sometimes it will be accompanied by breathing difficulties."
Su Yu tilted her head, thought about it, and wondered: "Isn't this the feeling when you and I have sex?"
Qin Ze: "…"
Is this the feeling?
Su Yu whispered: "It's true, every time I have sex with you, my heart beats very fast, and you hit me so hard that my breathing is intermittent. After that, my legs are soft. "
Qin Ze: "…"
It turned out that the symptoms of acrophobia were the same as the feeling of having sex.
The long posture.
"Husband, would you like to bungee jump with me?" Su Yu whispered.
"Psycho." Qin Ze rolled his eyes.
But Su Yu couldn't see it. He was wearing sunglasses, blocking his eyes.
"You really love Wang Zijin more. If she asks so, you will definitely agree." Su Yu pouted and looked pitiful.
"No, if she asks for this, I won't agree." Qin Ze waved his hand: "What if I die suddenly?"
Even if Wang Zijin asks so, he will refuse. Bungee jumping makes him feel weak in the legs.
In his life, he has only ridden a roller coaster with his sister.
But at that time, they were brother and sister, and after they came down, both of them became mentally retarded.
Qin Ze leaned against the seat and closed his eyes to rest. Last night, he thought about the script and wrote intermittently until two o 'clock in the morning. At 5: 30, he got up for a morning run with Sister Ziwei. He felt a little tired.
Physically, he was okay, but mentally, he couldn't bear it.
Su Yu felt a little bored and happened to see a girl in the next seat watching Journey to the West on iPad with relish.
After Journey to the West was taken off the shelves, the online version was put on the shelves and sold for a high copyright fee.
This girl can sit in first class, and she is certainly not short of money, but she still watches Journey to the West, which shows that she really likes this movie.
"Your country's movies, the special effects are very good, but the plot is not good at all."
Next to the girl, a foreign man said.
"I think it's very good." The girl said.
"I've seen this film, and the logic is not very good." The foreign man said.
"This is a mythical love movie, not a mystery movie." The young girl retorted.
The two of them conversed in English.
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