Chapter 458

Yang Qing, rest assured, the vault of Da Song Bank is now divided into safety deposit boxes, able to hold around one million, used for the bank's daily transactions.

Outside the vault there is also a small vault used to store funds amounting to around ten million, which is sometimes opened only once every half a month.

Behind the small vault is the real vault, where valuable items and money are all kept.

The walls are about three meters thick, with an additional alloy wall twenty centimeters thick inside; innermost, the vault is not a single unit but composed of twenty independent small vaults.

Each checkpoint requires a lot of time.

Even with all the keys, robbing the vault would still take one or two hours.

Our security reports the situation every ten minutes.

If anything seems amiss there, all gates will be shut immediately.

Outside the vault are several bastions equipped with heavy weapons; anyone unrecognized who enters will be beaten to a pulp, and even those who are known find it hard to make direct contact with them.

The whole system was designed by a professional security firm, and we have tripled the safety margins in the design—for example, the walls were designed to be one meter thick, but we made them three meters.

(Robbing banks mostly means robbing cash-in-transit vehicles or bank safes; hardly anyone robs the vault, because a robbery yields little loot anyway, and the bank's safes are enough for them—even if they could open the vault, they couldn't take much.)

Yang Qing said that was good.

After all, in the 1980s, bank robberies were not unheard of.

Making multiple backups is the wise choice.

"Very good, but don't be careless; accidents often happen when you are careless."

Yang Qing had just said that when someone came to call Tian Guoliang.

"Manager Tian, a customer wants to deposit money in our bank."

Tian Guoliang froze.

"Who?"

He never expected that big client to deposit money in the bank; previously, the clients he had courted were all small or medium-sized, with no big clients at all.

"Bank of China."

Tian Guoliang almost fell over when he heard that name.

"Damn, what's going on?"

He looked at Yang Qing, who also looked a bit puzzled.

The Bank of China wants to deposit money with them?

That's obviously impossible.

Just thinking about it won't help; we need to meet face to face to find out.

"Go back and check; first clarify the other party's purpose, then we'll talk."

Tian Guoliang nodded and left.

Yang Qing then left as well; with Blue Dragon having a professional like Xu Minghao, he shouldn't waste his effort.

He's just good at bragging; in practice he's a muggle.

Afterwards he went to Eternal Splendor Studios; Li Long had already returned from Hailaowu and begun preparing his new film.

The film is a co-production, with Fox rushing to send money, and Yang Qing did not let Li Long refuse.

Qinghong needs a stronger distribution channel.

Not only does it have Li Long's *Enter the Dragon*, but also Wang Tianlin's *Mulan 2*.

The name Splendid World has already made a name for itself worldwide.

"The clothes are damn expensive, and output is still low."

After the Mainland ran into trouble and cooperation hit a snag, Chen Xueru has finally gathered the needed talent.

After *Mulan* went viral, Splendid World immediately began producing limited quantities.

The top-grade silk and satin brocade materials stored for years are now being turned into limited finished garments, sold like squeezing toothpaste.

The wealthy love this prestige— the rarer, the more valuable; a silk scarf 6666, a set of evening gowns.

Chen Xueru, who had doubted being screwed over by Yang Qing, finally breathed easy.

When people are happy, good things come.

She's pregnant, which made Qin Huairu envy her to death.

A customized *Mulan 2* can deepen Splendid World's product definition.

Incidentally, it can also make a profit.

After Li Long returned, Hongbao came to report the matter to Yang Qing.

"The wires have been tampered with."

"Good thing we noticed in time; otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable."

After Yang Qing found out, he darkened his face, summoned the Fox people, and gave them a stern scolding.

They apologized repeatedly and insisted there would be no next time.

Moreover, the distribution fee was settled at a fifty-fifty split, which counts as an apology.

Yang Qing didn't hold a grudge; instead, he had Li Long come over and spoke sternly.

"Now you know how dangerous this is, right?"

Li Long had previously been indifferent, but after experiencing this, he too became terrified.

"Boss Yang, I'll be careful from now on."

Yang Qing nodded.

"Your life is yours; only you can be responsible for it."

"In a while, I'll set up a security company."

"It will be solely responsible for your safety."

Gangdao here isn't safe either; since you're married, don't go out causing trouble—too many people want you dead now.

Their methods will be very despicable.

You need to grow up quickly, then build your own power.

Make others fear you.

I will also do my best to cultivate a star who can exert international influence, to share your burden.

Li Long indicated he understood, and had no worries at all about Yang Qing cultivating newcomers to replace him.

He also suggested a person.

"Among the Seven Little Fortunes, there's someone whose looks fit Western aesthetics; I think we can cultivate them."

Yang Qing asked doubtfully.

"What are you talking about?"

Li Long said.

"His name is Chen Yuanlong; he's very talented."

"Damn, isn't this Chen Long?"

"His big nose really fits Western aesthetics."

Moreover, his fighting style is unique; he dares to fight and go all out.

"He does dangerous stunts without a stunt double—you can tell how confident he is."

Yang Qing furrowed his brows.

"He's still young; in Gangdao he's nothing yet, but if he does all those dangerous stunts elsewhere, we'll all end up in jail."

Li Long laughed.

"Cultivating him—just start now; in two years he'll be an adult."

Yang Qing still felt a bit worried.

"Let's cultivate Hongbao first; his skills aren't bad either."

"You bring him along; without him this time you'd be in danger."

"If there's merit, we must reward it."

Li Long nodded.

"Good."

After Li Long left, Xiang Qiang came over.

"There's no role for me in Mulan anymore; I want to join Li Long's crew."

Yang Qing replied irritably.

"Don't you know your own acting skills?"

"As for Li Long, his film is a co‑production with Fox; I don't speak well, so everything depends on Li Long's opinion."

"You say you… you always wear a stern face…"

Hmm…

"No, The Godfather hasn't been filmed yet."

"Damn, isn't this literally the Little Prince of The Godfather?"

Yang Qing stopped being harsh with Xiang Qiang, grabbed him, and ran toward the writing department.

"I've figured out what you should shoot."

"Gangs, huh—you're not a natural-born boss?"

"Hahaha…"

Xiang Qiang was so embarrassed by his laughter he couldn't stand it.

"No, I won't film it; I got into movies to avoid gangs—let me play a gangster."

Yang Qing slapped him on the head.

"If there's a role, that's good enough; you're still being picky."

"Lead role, understand? If you do well, we can still do sequels."

"Film a few more, and your acting will show."

"Hurry up, don't be melodramatic—just get going."