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Chapter 79: The Greatest Is Creation

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A few days later, Fang Hong met Meng Jun again; last time was just an initial meeting, this time they began serious talks.

They were still in the same reception room.

Fang Hong opened directly: "How have you decided?"

"What I want to ask you is, what is your future direction?" Meng Jun leaned back in his chair and countered.

"To build a large content system covering film and television, games, and short-video platforms—a fully self-sustaining industrial chain."

Fang Hong described his grand "empire" vision.

Meng Jun listened, stunned—how bold to boast; film and television alone couldn't possibly support such a content system.

The more sectors involved, the more capital needed to maintain and feed them.

For example, if you simultaneously invest in a movie and a TV series, each costing 100 million, that's 200 million gone—where does the money come from?

Film and television have extremely slow return cycles; a delay of a year or two could tie up that 200 million.

The funding chain could easily break!

"So how do you solve your funding source? Film and television simply don't have the scale to support your proposed content system," he said.

"That's why you need to join—you're in finance; you must help me open new revenue streams, cut costs, leverage leverage, and accelerate my growth," Fang Hong said.

"Leverage is fine, but you need a solid foundation—if projects lose money, the company loses money, banks and capital won't run charity halls," Meng Jun replied.

When they see trouble, they immediately demand repayment—lending umbrellas in sunny weather and taking them back in the rain—that's what these people often do.

"Losses? You have zero confidence in me—if you lack confidence, why bother talking?" Fang Hong spread his hands.

This left Meng Jun speechless, as if he himself didn't trust the man.

He was just habitually assuming the worst—that's the accountant's curse—and besides, he didn't know Fang Hong's actual situation.

"You're the head of finance, my partner—you need at least basic team confidence."

Fang Hong told him: "Don't worry about funding—I have other channels. If you trust me, join in and try it out; you lose nothing."

"Then may I ask, General Manager Fang, what exactly are these other channels?" Meng Jun asked.

"You haven't even joined yet—I tell you everything, then I have no secrets left."

Fang Hong continued: "Here's the deal: work here for one year. If you want to leave after that, I won't stop you—I'll give you a one-million-yuan bonus. How's that?"

What's there to agonize over? If this job doesn't suit you, just find another one later!

Probably wants equity, wants shares—but Fang Hong isn't ready to distribute any yet.

Because if he distributes now, everyone gets only a few percent, maybe ten or so—when the company grows huge, those percentages become terrifying.

If the company's worth a hundred billion, ten percent means handing over ten billion in profits.

It would be like doing poverty relief, doing charity.

This company was built by Fang Hong's foresight—it won't rely on anyone's skills.

Their skills can only play a supporting role!

If he gives shares to this guy, should Chen Zhixi get some too? What about Yu Xian? Both are in his inner circle—what about others?

So for now, Fang Hong won't distribute—work if you want to, don't if you don't. Without a super-professional finance person, even a mediocre one can keep things running.

His company isn't that big yet, and he doesn't need ultra-professional finance right now.

He's just too lazy to train someone up, and too lazy to replace them later.

"You're still so young—this year won't hurt you, and it'll add a line to your resume, right?" Fang Hong added.

Hearing this, Meng Jun was tempted—he earned less than a million yuan a year in salary and bonuses.

This year truly wouldn't affect the current Meng Jun—he was barely under thirty.

Meng Jun was swayed—he stood up: "Alright, I'll trust General Manager Fang and join this family."

"You'll be proud of today's decision," Fang Hong smiled.

No discussion of equity or shares—deal with that after a year.

For now, it's an employment arrangement, like Chen Zhixi's—but he's still in Fang Hong's inner circle, and the money bag now has a dedicated manager.

Next, Meng Jun built the finance department's framework—no need for highly professional staff yet, just someone who can do accounting.

There were many expenses: investment in the drama "To Our Youth."

Also investment in games, plus office equipment, and various hardware and software—all required spending.

For example, game development needed a storage center and software engines.

Games had lots of artwork and animation, so storage was essential; software engines required annual fees of about 35,000 yuan.

That's just usage cost—once the game launched and became popular, they'd need to pay around 0.2 U. S. dollars per download and installation.

That's a fee charged every time a user installed it.

Eventually, they'd need their own engine—otherwise, they'd just be paying taxes to the Americans.

All these were budgeted expenses—money hadn't been fully spent yet, still sitting in the company's account.

Also, tax accounting and corporate income—no personal income, Fang Hong took no salary.

These two months had no revenue; if they invested in games, the company would be spending more than it earned—so they'd need financing.

When Li Min arrived with a few others to join, Meng Jun secured a 10-million-yuan bank loan as the company's development fund pool, at 6% annual interest.

This money was shared between games and film—whichever side had a shortfall got filled; if the funding chain broke, everything broke—Fang Hong truly didn't care if he got his balls ripped off.

Of course, for now, film was still Yutu's main business.

Because the company account had money, financing went smoothly—the development of "Hero Glory" proceeded smoothly!

Yes, Fang Hong named his game "Hero Glory."

He chose this name to steal the fortune of "Honor of Kings" and sever the dragon vein of "League of Legends."

Right now, Fang Hong's favorite thing to do was severing certain companies' dragon veins.

He had little interest in investment—he loved creation!

Investing means others spend your money to create their own things; greatness belongs to them, and you remain nothing but a stinking capitalist.

Therefore, creating something yourself is the greatest, and only a company's own creation constitutes core competitiveness.

That day, the Game Department held a meeting.

Twenty-two people sat along both sides of a long conference table, plus Fang Hong and Li Min, totaling twenty-four.

This was currently the development team for Hero Glory.

Li Min had brought only three people; everyone else had been recruited through referrals or public hiring.

Game development never lacked talent, because the gaming industry was thriving, and many students, upon graduating from university, flocked into the gaming field.

There was no choice: film special effects hadn't taken off, and animation couldn't compete with foreign studios; both industries paid poorly, so talent could only flow into gaming—this industry made money!

(End of Chapter)

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