Chapter 237

Qin Yu put all the private business cards stuffed in his pocket into Liu Yifei's hands.

"If I really want to, I can even hold a female star party at night."

Liu Yifei looked at the dozens of private business cards in her hand, the whole person was stupid, are you bitches so hungry?

One by one, they almost stuck their butts out.

Bastard.

"Damn, why is Yanyan here too?"

Liu Yifei looked at Jiang Yiyan's private business card in her hand, she and Jiang Yiyan had a pretty good relationship.

When entering the venue, this woman also asked her some questions about Qin Yu, unexpectedly.

"Bitch, use me!"

Liu Yifei tore all the business cards in a rage.

Turning her head, Qin Yu was long gone.

Wandered for a while.

Qin Yu found the biggest target of his banquet this time.

"Young Master Wang, look at who." Qin Yu looked in the direction of his gaze and suddenly his eyes were a bit strange.

I said young master, is your taste a bit strange?

Don't like young ladies, like young married women.

You know the way.

"Sicong, good vision, Sister Qin Nan looks pretty good."

Wang Sicong heard Qin Yu's teasing words, his face turned red.

Quickly explained.

"No, Qin Yu, don't talk nonsense, I'm just looking."

"What's the matter with this, I have her contact information, I'll give it to you later."

If Qin Yu remembers correctly, Qin Nan doesn't seem to be married yet, but is in a passionate love with Lu Chuan.

As for who Lu Chuan is.

That is the big director of City of Life and Death!!!

A fighter plane among idiots.

This time Young Master Wang really couldn't hold it in, now he is not the night club prince of the future.

Just returned to the country not long ago.

Very green.

"Qin Yu, stop talking, what are you looking for me for, really."

"Let's go, there is business. If you really like it, I'll help you pull a line later."

Wang Sicong "..."

Not long after, the two came to a balcony on the second floor.

While drinking, Qin Yu asked.

"Sicong, don't you want to invest?"

"You invest in your next movie for me?" Wang Sicong was incredibly excited when he heard this.

Qin Yu's movie, The Matrix, a movie with a global box office of 750 million US dollars.

Almost 5 billion RMB.

How much was the investment?

More than 300 million.

Such a high rate of return, Wang Sicong was almost drooling.

"It doesn't matter if you want to invest a little in my next movie, but tell you in advance, it's impossible to be that explosive."

"Then I'll invest too."

Wang Sicong is not stupid, have you ever lost money filming a movie, Qin Yu?

Earning a little less is fine too.

"Listen to me, I treat you as a brother, that's why I said it."

"Say it~"

Wang Sicong also became serious when he heard Qin Yu's words.

"Sicong, what do you think of the live streaming industry?"

"Like that kind of now?" Wang Sicong curled his lips, it's just so-so.

"I heard it's going to go bankrupt now."

"Sicong, you are still too young, the reason why now can't get up now is because they are too stupid."

"Holding onto the PC side, now smartphones have slowly become popular, we start directly from the mobile side."

"Mainly focusing on games, now to put it bluntly is a platform for hooking up, that thing will be banned sooner or later."

"I have already found someone to do it, and I have already discussed it with Tencent, their game copyrights are all in hand."

"If you are willing, you can participate, Tencent is currently beta-testing a very good game, think about how many people are playing games in China now?"

"The traffic will definitely explode."

Wang Sicong felt it seemed to have a way, but still couldn't make up his mind.

This thing's investment is not small, starting from nine digits.

"Qin Yu, don't trick me, can game live streaming really work?"

"..."

"Of course, I tell you, the game industry has great potential, the era of big entertainment also includes the game industry."

"You know Tencent, how profitable are games? Today it has doubled compared to last year."

"We can only be considered drinking a little soup, in fact, the big head is still on their side."

"..."

Hearing this, Wang Sicong was really tempted, although he also plays games, he really doesn't know much.

Is it already so profitable now?

"How to cash out?"

"Send gifts, like a local tyrant like you, sending some gifts to show off is very normal."

"It doesn't matter if you don't have money, there is traffic, we can advertise for game companies and earn a lot."

"Entertainment internet industry, there are too many people who are optimistic about it."

"When it goes public, Sicong, I tell you, it's normal for this thing to turn dozens of times."

"..."

"If it weren't for the fact that I like you, I wouldn't look for you, how good it would be to go to an investment bank."

"Qin Yu, good brother!"

"..."

"Stop talking" Qin Yu looked at Wang Sicong with disgust.

"If you want to invest, I'll leave 25% for you, 10% is Tencent's."

"Hurry up, arrive within three days, but if there is any problem, you have to be responsible for solving it."

"No problem, I'll raise money immediately after I go back, not a penny less."

"Okay~"

The two chatted for a while, Qin Yu started blowing to Wang Sicong how good the live streaming prospects were.

Also blew about competitions with him.

Can directly get a team for the platform.

Go abroad to play competitions.

Advertising fees received until soft.

Wang Sicong was almost drooling listening to it.

They hadn't even chatted for an hour before he rushed off in a hurry.

Watching Wang Si Cong's retreating back, Qin Yu shook his head.

He thought to himself.

It's only because I, Qin Yu, have a kind heart; otherwise, finding a sucker like you,

scamming you out of two or three hundred million would be perfectly normal.

"That's about enough." Qin Yu stretched, and not far away, little Bai Lu walked over and said.

"Boss, are you planning to scam the landlord's foolish son?"

"Don't talk nonsense, he's not foolish. I'm serious, it will definitely make money."

Bai Lu listened, looking a bit disbelieving.

A broken livestreaming platform with a market value of over ten billion.

How is that possible.

"Let's go, the celebration banquet is about over, let's go home."

"Okay."

On the other side.

After Wang Si Cong hurried home, he immediately went to check his own private treasury.

"Damn, still short thirty million."

"How to deal with this?"

Scratching his head, Wang Si Cong thought about maybe just taking fifteen percent of the shares.

"No, no, this is obviously a money-making business, how can I take less."

Glancing around the house, he saw his old man hadn't returned yet.

He hurried to his mother's room.

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"Mom, how about you lend me thirty million?"

"Why do you need so much money, thirty million!"

Wang Si Cong's mother was no small figure either; she was the head of Lin Family Investment, and Old Wang Zong's virtuous helpmate.

She was also a very formidable woman.

"I have a use for it, don't worry, I'm not buying a car, nor am I going to squander it. I'm investing."

Hearing it was proper business, Wang Si Cong's mother breathed a sigh of relief.

Then a smile appeared on her face.

Her son had finally grown up.

But just as she was about to hand over the money, Old Wang Zong came back.

Looking at Wang Si Cong, he didn't have a good expression at all.

"What are you doing here?"

"Nothing." Wang Si Cong was usually afraid of Old Wang Zong too.

"Hmph, what's he here for? No one visits the temple without a reason."

"……"

"Don't scold Si Cong, he's grown up too. This time it's proper business, he wants to invest, I'm preparing to support him with thirty million."

"……"

"Support my ass!"

Hearing this, Old Wang Zong's face darkened.

Did he still not understand Wang Si Cong?

Being of mediocre talent was already a compliment; when he previously interned at the company, that group of old partners shook their heads at him.

Taking over the business was impossible.

Their suggestion was for Old Wang to take advantage of his youth and raise a new account...

"Him, investing? That's just throwing money into the water. This kid is foolish, and you're being foolish along with him?"

Wang Si Cong listened, fuming with anger.

Glaring at Old Wang, he thought to himself.

Is there a father who talks about his own son like this?

"Don't give it to him. Give him two or three million, let him go play by himself."

"Old man, you look down on me?"

Young Wang truly couldn't hold it in anymore. What do you mean two or three million to go play by myself?

An insult!!!

"Oh~" Old Wang Zong crossed his arms, looking at the indignant Wang Si Cong.

He said mockingly.

"How can you expect me to look up to you? You can't even do a manager's job well."

"That didn't suit me. I'm serious this time, I'm preparing to throw myself into the entertainment industry."

"Old man, do you know about livestreaming? With the popularization of smartphones, the country is now also vigorously reducing data costs."

"……"

Blah blah blah. Wang Si Cong had a decent memory, and more or less repeated what Qin Yu had said before.

"Old man, don't underestimate me. Once my company goes public, multiplying it by dozens of times won't be a problem."

"Tens of billions, easy as pie."

"……"

The more Wang Si Cong spoke, the more smug he became, even looking down on Old Wang Zong a little.

"That real estate industry of yours won't stay booming for long either. You're just riding the national policies. If the policies change one day—"

"The richest man becoming the most indebted man isn't impossible either."

Old Wang Zong had only intended to tease Wang Si Cong at first, but unexpectedly, after hearing him out—

He was actually surprised.

If things really went as Wang Si Cong said, this livestreaming entertainment industry actually had potential.

Young people were increasingly glued to their phones and games.

Recently, the foot traffic in Wanda malls had even dropped a bit.

This was precisely because of changing consumption habits.

Chasing the youth demographic was indeed a good opportunity.

"Who did you hear this from?"

"Can't I have thought of it myself?" Wang Si Cong stiffened his neck.

"Thought of my ass." Old Wang Zong shot him a disdainful glance.

"With that brain of yours, coming up with this stuff? It's not that I look down on you, you're far from capable."

"You just ran fast back in the day, that's all, just got lucky."

Wang Si Cong: "……"

"Spit it out!"

Wang Si Cong had no choice but to honestly confess everything about Qin Yu pulling him into the venture.

"Qin Yu, that big director?" Wang Mu asked doubtfully.

"Yeah, Mom. Qin Yu and I have a great relationship, we just hit it off right away. Do you like him? How about I invite Qin Yu over to our house to hang out sometime?"

"He's quite a nice guy."

Wang Mu smiled but said nothing.

It was Old Wang Zong on the side who saw through it—hit it off my ass.