Chapter 1789: Breaking Up

"Come, come, come, I'll propose a toast. Wishing Brother Yan, Zhuang Zhuang, and Ranran and the others get better and better."

In the restaurant, Little Northeast held up his wine glass, looking relaxed as if he had finally taken a long breath. "You're finally moving out. To be honest, you living in 'Winter Goes, Spring Comes' put too much pressure on me."

Zhuang Zhuang asked with a smile: "What pressure do you have?"

"Exactly, you're earning our rent money." Shen Ranran actively echoed, "Brother Yan and the others' nearby rooms—you even raised the bed fees. Don't think we don't know."

"Yes, I earned money. But recently a bunch of people came to the hotel for interviews, and they insisted on making me talk about how difficult it was for Brother Yan to make his fortune. Isn't this making things difficult for me?"

Little Northeast seemed very troubled. "Yes, it wasn't easy for Brother Yan to come to the capital alone to fight, but it wasn't difficult for him to fight either. He only sold lamb skewers for a month, and the skewers were skewered by a bunch of us. Brother Yan provided meals every day, and it was delicious—a meal with several dishes, just two or three vegetable dishes."

"When he was setting up a stall in Zhongguancun, I went to see it too. Brother Yan didn't need to greet anyone; a large group of people were queuing there, and there were fights because of cutting in line—they were all scrambling to buy. Brother Yan's barbecue was indeed smoky, but this thing didn't suffer much, right? What isn't hard work? There are so many hard-working people, but they didn't make money."

"As a result, those reporters were something else—they insisted on saying Brother Yan lived badly, ate badly, and worked with his life on the line. They also had to let Xu Shengli and the others talk about how they communicated art with Brother Yan. Isn't this making things difficult for people?"

Tao Liangliang shouted: "Hey, I don't find it difficult. I said it all: Brother Yan's musical attainments are partly influenced by Zhuang Zhuang, and partly due to my saxophone. I play in the room every day, and Brother Yan learned to appreciate it and understand music. Not to mention anything else, the score for 'Time Thief' was hummed by Brother Yan and written by me. I participated in the production throughout."

"Right, I also said Brother Yan often discussed painting with me. At the beginning, I taught Brother Yan, and later Brother Yan guided me in painting. I said if there is a genius in this world, his name must be Wang Yan. This remark was even used as a headline by reporters." Cao Ye laughed from ear to ear.

Shen Ranran giggled: "I also said Brother Yan often discussed acting with me. He could guide us while filming the movie. I said Brother Yan is a born director."

"I also said it, saying that when the big boss started his business, it was very hard. He opened a factory and worked in the workshop with Zhuang Zhuang all day, working until the second half of the night. He worked continuously for a day, and only then did he have today's success. I also said that everything is inseparable from Zhuang Zhuang, this virtuous wife. Such a good girl, following Wang Yan to fight, is a good woman who brings prosperity to her husband, and is the big boss's good fortune."

Guo Zongbao said good things about the big boss and the boss's wife with great emotion, but he didn't see Shen Ranran, who was lowering her head to eat, when he mentioned Zhuang Zhuang.

Others didn't notice this, but Zhuang Zhuang did.

Ever since she learned the truth, she inexplicably had more psychological advantages when facing Shen Ranran. Even when getting along with Shen Ranran, watching Shen Ranran's caution and using the highest acting skills to pretend to be innocent, Zhuang Zhuang even felt a bit of comfort in seeing a clown in her heart.

She believed that Shen Ranran seduced Wang Yan. If Wang Yan didn't tell her the truth, then the person who made a joke would change from her to Shen Ranran, and the person with psychological advantage would also be Shen Ranran, while she would be a fool kept in the dark and immersed in false happiness.

So now it was Shen Ranran who thought she was unaware, and still had a psychological advantage over her, not knowing that she knew Shen Ranran's psychology, thus having more psychological advantage and feeling more comfortable.

Watching Shen Ranran's unnatural disguise, Zhuang Zhuang smiled gently: "Brother Guo was wrong. It's not Brother Yan's fortune; it's my fortune. If I hadn't followed Brother Yan early, I'm afraid it wouldn't be my turn even if I queued up now."

Xu Shengli took the conversation on the side: "Impossible. Many times, the relationship between people is fate. Brother Yan, you two have fate, so you will be together no matter what."

Tao Liangliang asked with a smile: "What high opinion does the great screenwriter Xu have again?"

"It's not a high opinion. It's just that I feel recently that the life and death separation of the characters in the scripts I write are all written by me. No matter how much the male lead and female lead experience, they will be together in the end. If my script is also a real world and the characters in the script are real existences, isn't this destined?"

"Just like what was discussed in Brother Yan's movie before: are we really the masters of this world, and is there an omniscient and omnipotent existence above the world, controlling everything in the world?"

"I understand." Tao Liangliang nodded repeatedly. "You're just crazy about writing scripts, talking nonsense. Why don't you stop for two days and go out to take a look?"

"Summer insects cannot speak of ice." Xu Shengli shook his head in disgust.

"Cannot speak of ice? I'll freeze you to death!"

Everyone laughed and made a scene, eating and drinking happily, and Little Northeast and others expressed their reluctance to separate.

Little Northeast said: "Although we haven't known each other for too long, I feel that our relationship is still very close. Now that you are all leaving, I really feel empty in my heart."

Wang Yan smiled and said: "Just now you said you finally breathed a sigh of relief, and now you feel empty again. Which sentence is the truth?"

"Both are true. Brother Yan, you are no longer in 'Winter Goes, Spring Comes', and it feels like there's a lot less hustle and bustle." Little Northeast sighed. "They all followed you to rise to the top, have things to do, and have money, so 'Winter Goes, Spring Comes' can't keep them. It's like it suddenly became lively, and then suddenly became deserted. It's just me left, guarding 'Winter Goes, Spring Comes'."

"Look at what you're saying. The brothers are going for a better future, and they all have money to live in better places. If they still live in that basement, what would others think? Do you think everyone is Brother Yan? He made his fortune long ago, yet he was able to live there for a year."

As soon as the words came out, Tao Liangliang found that his mouth was lacking, and he quickly patted his mouth. "Brother Yan, I'm not talking about you, I'm..."

"It was indeed a year. What's there that can't be said? But there was a considerable amount of time living in the factory. In total, I lived in 'Winter Goes, Spring Comes' for half a year."

"If you drink less, you won't talk nonsense." Cao Ye slapped Tao Liangliang on the back, then raised his wine glass. "Brother Yan, I toast you. If it weren't for you, there wouldn't be my today, let alone my future. Thousands of words can't be explained clearly; anyway, if you have anything, just order me. Whatever you tell me to do, I'll do it. Cheers!"

Thus, it became a thanksgiving meeting for everyone to Wang Yan, and one by one they said words of gratitude to Wang Yan.

Even if Wang Yan was approachable, they could no longer communicate with Wang Yan on an equal footing. After all, a multi-millionaire was sitting here, and one of his glances was enough for others to think for a while.

And in fact, as Little Northeast said, these people had indeed risen to the top.

Guo Zongbao was now the production supervisor of the factory. After the formula was leaked, his wife stopped working, took out a loan to buy a house, and took care of the children's study and life. At the same time, his acting dream could be considered to have an explanation, and his personal future was also very bright; his little life was very nourishing.

Xu Shengli was now a screenwriter with works, and Wang Yan gave Xu Shengli credit for making the movie. Of course, it was not just Xu Shengli; those who participated in the screenwriting work were credited according to their workload and work results. Xu Shengli was ranked just after Wang Yan.

Now that he had achievements to show, he also had a screenwriter teacher to take care of him, and Director Weng was also willing to help him, so Xu Shengli was no longer short of work. He had properly embarked on the path of a screenwriter and ate this bowl of rice. Although he didn't earn much, he could be decent.

Tao Liangliang participated in the soundtrack production of the movie, participated in the performance, and participated in the production of Zhuang Zhuang's song. Now he could be considered to have joined this line, eating this bowl of rice with Wang Yan's help, and his income was quite stable. If he was more diligent and went to the bar to play the saxophone to help the fun, he could earn another share.

Although he didn't embark on the professional performance path of the saxophone, he also embarked on the music path and ate the music's rice.

Cao Ye painted a lot of pictures for the movie. The results have not been displayed yet, but it is destined to be seen by people, and he is very happy. Now his sideline is painting, and his main job is sales. Under Wang Yan's promotion, he is already a sales supervisor with a high income.

Not to mention anything else, when he was in his hometown during the Chinese New Year, he earned enough face. He bought a large pile of things, hired a car in the city to drive back to the village, and moved the messy things for a few minutes—rice, flour, grain, oil, cigarettes, alcohol, sugar, tea, and other clothes, shoes, and hats. It was really a big pile of things.

That day, people in the village came to his house to visit. He distributed cigarettes to everyone and talked about things in the capital. In the evening, several uncles came to his house for dinner, all saying good things, and some wanted him to take them out to make money.

Not only that, during the time he was at home, he also found someone to look at the house at home and planned a plan to rebuild it. He left almost all the money he earned to his father. Not to mention building a house, even building another one was more than enough.

His father tried his best to press the corners of his mouth, but the smile on his face couldn't be suppressed. His hunched waist straightened, his pale yellow old face full of wrinkles became rosy, and his whole person's spirit glowed, as if he were a few years younger.

It was just like this; he was very grateful to Wang Yan for giving him opportunities and taking him to make money.

He often thought that if he were Wang Yan, he was afraid he wouldn't even look at himself more. After all, when Wang Yan first went there, he followed Tao Liangliang to fight Wang Yan. Although he didn't win, his heart wasn't good.

But Wang Yan was really generous and really didn't care about those things. He invited him to dinner, gave him work, and so on. No one supported Wang Yan more than him.

He could have moved out of "Winter Goes, Spring Comes" long ago. If it weren't for Wang Yan still being there, he thought about being closer to the sun, so he would have moved out long ago...

Little Northeast said: "I really envy you. One by one, you are about to start a wonderful new life. Unlike me, I still go out to solicit customers every day, guarding 'Winter Goes, Spring Comes', day after day. Thinking about it, it's quite boring."

"You are a full man who doesn't know the hunger of a hungry man." Guo Zongbao said. "Look at you now, you have a girlfriend, and your work is stable. When you get married, it will be a wife, children, and a warm bed. How good. When we were hungry one meal and full another, it's not like you didn't see it. We all envy your comfortable life."

Wang Yan took the conversation: "If you feel it's boring, study and open one yourself. After all, this is your uncle's shop; it's better to have your own. You first open a small one, and then slowly work hard to open a big hotel. Every day when you open and close your eyes, your head is full of these things, and you will find it interesting."

"This belongs to finding things for myself." Little Northeast smacked his lips and made a sound. "Don't say it, it's really possible. I didn't think about these things before. Now that I see you all have your own careers, my heart is also itchy."

"You do it first. When I have more money, I will invest in you, and we will open a big hotel."

"Then I'll take it seriously." Little Northeast was joking.

"Can I still lie to you? You just wait for me to make a lot of money."

Xu Shengli said: "Isn't this about to make a lot of money? The movie will be released tomorrow, with a double harvest of reputation and box office, driving the seasoning company to be in short supply, making a lot of money."

"I hope so." Wang Yan smiled and raised his wine glass. "Come, have a drink. I hope this movie can achieve the expected effect. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll lose everything."

Wang Yan's money was all used to increase production and hoard goods. If there was no explosive sale, he would go bankrupt due to the inability to sell goods and the break of capital chain.

But obviously, this kind of thing would not happen to Wang Yan.

The next day, the movie was released and was a great success.

Those who liked it liked it quite a bit. Some problems in the movie caused widespread discussion, and many intellectuals published articles in newspapers, some approving and some opposing.

Other people who didn't intend to watch it, seeing such a lively scene, also walked into the cinema to contribute to the box office.

Of course, there were also people who didn't like it, but Wang Yan didn't hear about people who were too repulsive in real life. Even if he went to the cinema to feel it, it was nothing more than some audiences saying it was boring, saying that listening to the long-winded talk in the movie would make them want to sleep, and so on.

These audiences were players who watched for fun and were actually not the mainstream of movie viewing in this era. At this time, people who loved watching movies, as Zhuang Zhuang said before, indeed had considerable viewing ability, and their evaluations were generally passing.

As for the print media, those intellectuals who attacked represented a considerable part of the ordinary audience. The world is so big, there are always people who don't like it, but there is no channel to speak. For the opposing and attacking articles in the newspapers, as long as they "oppose", the remaining long-winded talk, even if they didn't think so originally, they thought so after reading it.

However, these could not affect the success of the movie. The first-week box office unexpectedly broke ten million, which was quite successful in this year.

The movie was so successful that Wang Yan personally went to barbecue and cook, and the name of the seasoning was almost poked at the lens to shoot, which was naturally in short supply as expected.

In fact, on the second day of the movie broadcast, the company's phone was blown up by orders from various places. According to statistics later, the sales in Beijing alone doubled in just a few days. You know, Wang Yan's seasoning itself accounted for nearly half of the share in Beijing, and this wave directly ruled the Beijing seasoning market.

And the Beijing-Tianjin-Hebei region spreading around Beijing had equally impressive sales. These were all areas that had been deeply cultivated for a long time; not making money was the problem.

At the same time, as expected, it continued to expand outward.

Everything was in the plan. Although it was very busy, the top and bottom were not in a hurry, but were developing step by step.

At this time, it was Wang Yan, the big boss, who was very leisurely...

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