Chapter 71

The next day, Fang Hong picked up Li Min at the airport in a Porsche.

This man had just come from Chengdu; although he worked for Tencent, his studio was based in Chengdu.

Actually, when Fang Hong first emailed him, he had seen it, but at first he didn't take it seriously.

Because he had never heard of this person or this company making games.

Who knew what kind of bird this was?

But after seeing the occasional proposals and design drafts this man sent, he started to feel interested.

So he decided to come and see the real situation.

Fang Hong had guessed this too—how could a Tencent employee quit and follow someone with nothing to offer?

That's why he borrowed Liu Tianxian's car!

At least let him know Fang Hong had financial strength.

Meng Jun didn't do this because Meng Jun worked in finance—he could tell your situation at a glance.

"This car of yours is pretty good, Fang General Manager!"

Li Min looked very young and dressed stylishly—he was a good-looking guy.

He glanced around the interior: luxury top-tier, at least two or three million yuan, quite impressive.

This gave him some confidence in cooperating.

This was a display of strength—if Fang Hong had come on a bicycle, the man would've walked out right then.

Someone who rides a bicycle making games? That's a joke!

"Not bad. I've got a few more cars in my garage, but I rarely drive them out—they're just too conspicuous." Fang Hong spoke casually, boasting.

These words made Li Min sit up straight—he was a wealthy big shot!

"If I get the chance, I'd love to see your other cars." He was also a car enthusiast!

"Sure, welcome anytime." Fang Hong's tone remained calm.

If he wanted to see them, Fang Hong would take him to Liu Tianxian's garage—she had so many cars, all luxury models.

As the woman behind him, she wouldn't refuse to help, right?

In the car, one was bold in boasting, the other eager to listen, and they arrived at their destination quickly.

Fang Hong parked the car and took Li Min to the company.

Just as the two left, Chen Zhixi arrived in her own car and parked it beside the Porsche.

She got out, glanced at Fang Hong's retreating back, then looked at the sleek Porsche.

"What kind of family background? Driving a Porsche!"

Fang Hong brought Li Min into the office—it was completely different from what Liu Tianxian had seen before, transformed entirely.

Office staff came and went, bustling with activity.

Like the atmosphere of a big company in a TV drama.

Zhu Yirong passed by and greeted: "Director Fang!"

People from Beijing Film Academy had great acting skills!

Fang Hong had his hands in his pockets, chest out, head up, merely nodding calmly—total boss demeanor.

"Your company is so busy, and your staff have high quality," Li Min observed.

Actors—of course their outward quality looked high!

"We have a lot of regular business—investing in films, shooting ads, planning many things—I plan to take over the upper and lower floors for office use," Fang Hong lied.

But what he said was half-truth and half-fiction—he really did invest in films, and if a brand approached him, he did shoot ads.

He just didn't have any actual business running in that area.

"But this has nothing to do with games," Li Min said.

"Games are a form of entertainment. My plan is to merge film and games," Fang Hong painted a grand picture.

This concept was novel—Li Min became interested: "Director Fang, explain in detail."

"Come to my office for a detailed talk."

Fang Hong gestured and called out: "Secretary Bao, bring in two cups of coffee."

"Yes, Director Fang!"

Bao Jinjin pouted—she didn't know who this person was, why they had to put on this show.

Even the behind-the-scenes crew and actors of "Youth" were called in to act.

Today was supposed to be the official meeting for the creators of "Youth," everyone gathered for a meeting, but Fang Hong suddenly dragged them here as extras.

Chen Zhixi entered the company gate and saw everyone working—she thought she'd walked into the wrong building, stepped back out, checked the sign, and confirmed she was right.

Her face immediately dropped, her tone icy: "What are you all doing? Aren't you in a meeting?"

This elder sister had serious authority!

"The Principal said an important person was coming, and asked us to put on a show to help him," said cinematographer Liu Yin, sounding aggrieved.

Didn't these two even coordinate?

"Oh, I see. Go back to your meetings—this isn't needed anymore," Chen Zhixi's expression softened, thinking they'd been slacking.

That couldn't be allowed—the company was just starting, and they needed to work hard.

"But how do we explain this to the Principal?"

"No need to explain. Just go back to your own work."

Chen Zhixi understood what Fang Hong was doing—he was showing off strength, saving face.

Watching this once was enough—no need to keep watching.

Would they act all day just because he stayed here? Would they even get any work done?

With no other choice, since one was called Chairman and the other General Manager—both people no one could afford to offend—they dispersed and entered the conference room to continue the meeting.

Yu Xian didn't come out—he was inside the conference room!

"Hey, hey, where are you going?"

Chen Zhixi saw Bao Jinjin hurrying toward the exit and pulled her back.

"The Principal wants coffee, and we don't have any here—I'm going downstairs to buy him some," Bao Jinjin said.

"Oh, then go ahead!"

Chen Zhixi didn't stop her; otherwise, others might think their company couldn't even afford coffee.

Inside, Fang Hong's office had changed little; the only difference was a cigar box now on his desk.

Just glance at the strength briefly—no need to stare constantly.

"Showing off" also costs money!

"Fang General Manager's office is rather plain!" Li Min observed.

"I'm usually low-key and dislike flashy things—it's better to be practical."

Fang Hong gestured for him to sit across from him, then opened the cigar box on his desk: "Do you smoke, Mr. Li?"

"Oh, no, I don't."

Li Min glanced at the box, waved his hand, and sat down across from him.

Just as well—he crossed his legs, exuding an air of authority: "My film-game fusion project shares the art and Best Special Effects teams; it's still just a concept, with both game and movie lines developing in parallel. I'd like to invite you to oversee the game side."

Li Min had never heard such a concept before—others kept games and movies separate; he wanted to merge them, which was ahead of its time.

"Now is indeed a good time to make games—I just don't know how Fang General Manager plans to do it," he said.

As the number of internet users keeps growing and computer hardware improves, the game market, like the film market, expands every year.

The game market grows even faster: this year it's 34.9 billion, next year it soars to 46.8 billion—equivalent to the film market's size six years from now.

When mobile games emerged, growth exploded.

In this era, as long as you dare to think and act, you can make money at anything.

But Fang Hong is building an industrial chain—coordinated development.

"Make a multiplayer competitive online game, similar to Dota," Fang Hong said.

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