Chapter 457: 481 Tara's Business Plan??? (Seeking subscriptions and monthly votes)

481 Tara's Business Plan??? (Seeking subscriptions and monthly votes)

Backstage.

Xian Enjing knew that Lin Xiuyuan was concerned about her and the others, so after hearing that blunt remark from him, she did not feel offended or angry.

She understood this man too well; the more irritable he sounded, the more it showed that he was truly feeling indignant on their behalf in his heart.

If it were people he didn't care about at all, he would at most glance at them and look away, too lazy to even spare a single word of evaluation.

So, after hearing his words, Xian Enjing just stood where she was, turned slightly to face him, reached out, and gently stroked his arm with her palm.

The movement was light and soft, smoothing it over twice, "Alright, this isn't a big deal, don't be angry."

Her voice was neither high nor low, and her tone carried a sense of peace and composure she had cultivated for a long time, "I didn't call you over to vent my grievances to you, Xiuyuan."

"I'm not talking about that, answer my question first." Lin Xiuyuan did not take back the question because of her soothing; his tone remained cold, and the knot between his brows did not loosen.

Hearing this, Xian Enjing knew he really wanted the answer, so she sighed softly, "The company arranged it, we can't exactly go against them. Actually, we have discussed this situation with the company, but the manager always feels that this is our base and shouldn't be abandoned lightly."

When mentioning this damn manager, there was no anger or complaint in her tone, and even the hint of sarcasm was minimal, "I guess they think that since we've had some success overseas, we can make a triumphant return."

"Acting in a movie, are we?" At this, Lin Xiuyuan let out a scoff, his entire face filled with mockery and disdain.

Just as the two were talking in low voices in the gray corridor at the edge of the backstage, Park Jiyeon and Park Hyomin over there finally noticed their presence, then rose one after another and trotted over in a few quick steps.

They were calling out cheerfully.

"Oh, Enjing."

"Oppa, you finally came."

Seeing Park Hyomin come over, Xian Enjing followed the flow, gently pulled her toward Lin Xiuyuan, and said with a smile, "Hyomin, you come comfort Xiuyuan; he seems a bit unhappy seeing us like this."

As for why she pulled Park Hyomin instead of Park Jiyeon.

Of course, it was because the relationship between these two was already in a state of negative distance.

And the moment Park Hyomin heard Xian Enjing say this, she understood instantly.

She looked at Lin Xiuyuan, and seeing the sullen unhappiness on this man's face caused by his care for them, her gaze toward Lin Xiuyuan became even more tender.

However, because there were outsiders nearby, she couldn't get too physical, so she had to compress all her comfort into her words.

She used little phrases to soothe him, occasionally adding a few crimson promises that only the two of them could understand, quietly slipping them into a frequency that only Lin Xiuyuan could receive, thereby offering her whole self to the man before her without any reluctance.

So much so that Park Jiyeon, who was standing nearby and heard some of it but couldn't make out the specific content, rolled her eyes several times.

But she didn't walk away; instead, she focused all her attention, wanting to absorb something to learn from.

Yet she was too embarrassed to get too close, so she could only turn her ears toward them, as if watching a love tutorial class she wasn't participating in.

After a short while, Lin Xiuyuan, finally soothed and catching his breath, saw the furrowed brow on his face finally relax.

So, surrounded by the group, he walked over, first greeting the old acquaintances he had known for a long time, Quan Baolan and Li Juli, one by one.

Then he turned to Park Soyeon, the big sister he was meeting for the first time.

He took a short step forward, reached out his hand, and briefly introduced himself.

After chatting briefly with them where they stood, Lin Xiuyuan didn't take long before turning his gaze back to Xian Enjing, blinking at her with a curious look.

Although he didn't ask anything out loud, his eyebrows arched slightly; the latter, receiving the look, immediately understood the meaning and laughed, tilting her chin toward Park Jiyeon.

"It's not me looking for you, it's Jiyeon looking for you."

"Jiyeon?" Lin Xiuyuan shifted his attention to Park Jiyeon in the direction she indicated.

And this Little Dragon Cub nodded, moved a step closer to him, and then chatted with Lin Xiuyuan about some situations regarding the company's annual meeting.

Someone over there specifically requested that they send a representative, rather than just submitting a written summary, so she was wondering if Lin Xiuyuan wanted to go and attend.

After listening, Lin Xiuyuan immediately stated, "Wasn't it already decided before to let Li Shaoxi attend? I won't go; I haven't been busy with anything, and if I go and don't know anything when asked, how boring would that be."

At an occasion like an annual meeting, a group of people in suits and leather shoes sit together to talk about data, plans, and strategic layouts.

As a hands-off manager who spends his days playing games in the Small Tavern and occasionally moonlighting as a bartender, he would only want to doze off sitting in that kind of conference room, so he wouldn't go join the fun.

Anyway, as his actual person in charge at the company here, Li Shaoxi knew the company's situation like the back of her hand, so it was most appropriate for her to attend.

With the conversation reaching this point, what was originally a matter to discuss had been smoothly settled.

But it was precisely because they reached this point that Lin Xiuyuan's mind automatically connected to the scene he had just seen, so without much thought, he opened his mouth and said one more thing to Park Jiyeon.

"But I do have an idea; given your current situation, do you want me to take out some money to redeem you, so you don't get dragged to death by your shitty company."

When saying this, this man didn't avoid anyone at all.

He neither lowered his volume nor looked left and right to see if there was anyone around who shouldn't be listening, and his choice of words hadn't been polished in the slightest.

The term "shitty," like "bastard," sounded as natural coming from his mouth as saying the weather was terrible today, and the volume reached the ears of everyone present steadily.

Whether it was Park Soyeon, Quan Baolan, and Li Juli, the three members who had just finished greeting him, or the few Tara company staff members sitting nearby helping to guard the costumes, they all stopped what they were doing at the same time, casting shocked gazes directly at him.

And Lin Xiuyuan's statement also scared Xian Enjing and Park Hyomin so much that their complexions changed simultaneously; almost in the same second, one on each side, they pulled him toward the corner of the wall where the equipment boxes were stacked with extreme tacit understanding.

Fearing that Lin Xiuyuan would say something even more outrageous.

Instead, Lin Xiuyuan, who was dragged to the corner by the two of them, leaned against the wall looking depressed, muttering, "What's there to hide? Given your situation, having a company or not is about the same, maybe even worse."

At this moment, for some reason, Li Juli, who had followed along, also squeezed into this small wall-corner barrier formed by the two.

Looking at the earnest Lin Xiuyuan in front of her, the curve of her mouth was somewhat amused—not the kind of frivolous smile, but one mixed with a certain curiosity of earnest exploration—and she asked the question that everyone present cared about.

"Xiuyuan-xi, do you know how much money it would take to redeem us?"

She asked this very softly, but every word struck the tightest string of the few people present, making Park Soyeon and Quan Baolan, who had followed behind, soften their footsteps.

"Liquidated damages? I've calculated them before; it's nothing more than hundreds of millions, or perhaps over a billion."

Lin Xiuyuan, who had boredly calculated this data in '25, leaned against the wall in a very relaxed posture, "You debuted in '09, and it's already the fifth year now, and in the middle, there was that previous situation..."

When he said this, his finger drew a general circle in the air, encompassing the entire event they had endured over the past two years; he didn't describe it further, but everyone present understood.

"So if the remaining two years are higher than this price, suing in court will win one hundred percent."

Then Lin Xiuyuan thought of something else, his speaking speed didn't pause, and he naturally slid along the logic to the next more core issue, "And then there's the trademark for your group, Tara."

"Looking at your current reputation, buying out this trademark probably won't cost much."

"The main thing is that Tara hasn't truly expanded into the Huaxia market yet, so its overseas value hasn't been realized. If we're talking solely about its value on the Peninsula..."

He shrugged his shoulders slightly, and his lips followed suit,

curling to the side, "The Tara trademark can basically be called free."

The information density of this sentence was even greater than the "buying back your freedom" one from just a moment ago. A trademark, a group name—these represent the most core symbolic assets of a group in the market.

Everyone present knew how valuable this name once was, and they also knew to what extent its value had been ravaged.

But right now, it was described by Lin Xiuyuan with the word "free," and everyone present collectively fell silent.

That silence was not the silence of being offended, but a silence of being unable to refute after he had dismantled the facts to their most naked degree.

"But we don't have that much money either," Li Juli asked again.

When she said this, her gaze burned as she looked at Lin Xiuyuan, her pupils large and bright, as if waiting for his answer at any moment.

To this, Lin Xiuyuan showed no sign of being intimidated by the figure at all, simply stating quite casually something that made everyone present almost think they had misheard, "You can take out a loan."

After saying this airy remark, his gaze crossed over Li Juli and Xian Enjing, who were still standing face-to-face with him, and found Park Jiyeon, who was standing behind them.

"If you all really have this idea, I can promise Jiyeon directly that she can use my company's shares as collateral to help you pay off the debt."

"Of course, this is a loan, the kind that has interest."

When he reached this point, he seemed to feel that just tossing out a small plan was a bit unfair to such a long, dense output, so he swept his gaze around the entire Tara group, who had silently gathered around.

"Or, if any of you want to change jobs and stop being an idol, you could also switch to being a CEO or a company president, then take the collateral loan money to acquire some land, and find a City Pop with support funds to build a five-star Jiudian."

His fingers drew circles in the air, as if sketching a rough diagram of a business model, "At that point, you set up a few shell companies, inflate the various expenses of the Jiudian several times over through transfers, and make the books look a bit prettier; that way, you can use this asset to mortgage even more money."

"Whether the subsequent money can generate more money doesn't matter; you've already made a profit anyway."

The entire corner fell completely silent; apart from the faint humming of those trashy air conditioners and the muffled music coming from a studio in the distance, almost no other sound could be heard.

Yet the person who had been painting the big picture added quite honestly, "Though I don't know if you'll be able to pull off this situation."

His tone wasn't one of disdain, just a simple feeling that they lacked the capability, so he dragged the topic back to the original subject, "So, I suggest the simplest company mortgage, then take the money to buy your freedom, and then pay it back to me once you're making money."

Hearing Lin Xiuyuan's incredibly explosive business speech, the members of Tara were all stunned.

Those concepts regarding land mortgages, five-star Jiudian, shell companies, and loan closed-loops were spoken of like casual gossip in this dim corner piled with folding chairs and broken light boxes; the contrast was so great that even the sharpest Li Juli needed a good while to untangle a complete thread.

After untangling it, the only thought she could muster was...

This man was seriously trying to help them.

At this moment, Quan Baolan's voice rang out from the very edge of the group that had gathered around, "What's the point of buying our freedom?"

Lin Xiuyuan turned his head to look at her, his expression suggesting he felt the question was too simple and the answer didn't need any thought at all, "To make money."

After saying these three words, he stood up a bit straighter and swept his gaze over everyone from start to finish, "The Huaxia market and the overseas markets are much more profitable than the Peninsula. You establish your own company, then set up a partnership with a Huaxia company; even if they take the super-sized share, you'll still easily make a fortune."

Then his topic returned to the shares Park Jiyeon held in the company, and his finger pointed vaguely in her direction.

"As for the mortgage situation, Jiyeon, you go have Shaoxi talk to my people. Mortgaging to a Huaxia bank will be better for your future development in Huaxia, because the bank will want you to borrow more money and make more money. Under such a partnership, your resources will have better channels."

It wasn't like they were just going to make a quick buck and leave anyway; he felt Huaxia was more reliable, at least for the next ten years, it wouldn't be a problem.

Having finished discussing these things, Lin Xiuyuan seemed to have finally exhausted his limited battery for the day, followed by a moderate yawn, and then he waved his hand, indicating he was going back to sleep.

Kicked awake at dawn, dragged over to drink afternoon tea while dead tired, and then caught while touring backstage only to be forced to activate his business brain.

The itinerary for this day was truly a bit too long.

Having said that, he stood up and prepared to leave.

However, before he left for good, he reached out and pulled Xian Enjing, Park Hyomin, and Park Jiyeon, who was also lurking nearby, to the side.

He gave them a warning regarding the situation for tonight.

After all, looking back at 2013 from the perspective of 2025, that scene at the year-end gala where the entire Tara group had no seats and stood awkwardly on the stairs suffering cold glares—if it followed the original timeline, it would likely still happen.

After hearing this, the expressions of Xian Enjing and the others didn't fluctuate much; they just looked at each other.

"Don't worry, oppa, we're already mentally prepared," Park Jiyeon smiled, "Besides, won't Zhongxuan oppa be there to help? Knowing in advance, I'm not as scared in my heart."

With this person's name mentioned, Park Hyomin, who had been standing to the side listening, also thought of some future situations, so after hesitating for a moment, she still spoke up to ask a few more questions about Kim Jonghyun.

"Rest assured, Taeyeon and YoonA have already taken over this person's situation; they definitely won't let anything happen to him."

Lin Xiuyuan's tone was very calm when he said this, but also very certain, as if he were speaking of a matter that had already been properly arranged.

Having received the answer, Park Hyomin finally breathed a sigh of relief; after all, it was a human life.

As for Lin Xiuyuan, who had dropped this remark, he waved his hand casually at them, said goodbye, and turned to leave the backstage area.

He went back to catch up on sleep.

Having finished the deed, he brushed off his clothes and left, hiding his name and fame deep within.