Chapter 160: Breaking the Defense (Please Subscribe)

"What, did I hear that right?"

At the Lin Family villa, Lin Ershao looked stunned, saying in disbelief: "You mean to say that Asia Television has changed hands, and it was bought by that guy Wu Feng?"

After receiving a definitive answer, Lin Ershao flew into a rage: "How is this possible? He is just a gang Scum, how could he possibly buy Asia Television? Did the Legislative Council not block it?"

"Ershao, Wu Feng has already successfully run for Saigong District Councilor, and is now a Saigong District Councilor!"

The assistant, who had accidentally revealed that Wu Feng was the new boss of Asia Television, could only smile bitterly and explain.

"What, he is already a Saigong District Councilor?"

Lin Ershao was momentarily dazed, his mind a bit muddled; the shock was too great.

Just a moment ago, Lin Ershao and his assistant were at home watching Asia Television's "Infinite Fighting Tournament"; this competition program had been truly explosive lately.

Even Lin Ershao had heard of it, and naturally wanted to watch it properly when he had some free time.

As it turned out, it was indeed quite spectacular, and he had even become a bit engrossed in it.

Men, after all, have always been keen on intense physical confrontation.

Once an intense match ended, Lin Ershao couldn't help but exclaim: "Isn't it said that Qiu Degen is always frugal? How did he suddenly decide to spend the money to produce such a spectacular program!"

Come to think of it, it was quite funny!

After Qiu Degen took charge of Asia Television, although he spent quite a bit of money, overall he implemented a frugal style.

It was under this style that Asia Television successfully made a profit of over seven million last year!

His philosophy for managing Asia Television was no secret in the Red Mansion circle, so Lin Ershao's question was just a subconscious reaction.

As a result, the assistant was caught off guard and let slip an explanation that Asia Television had changed owners.

By the time he realized it, it was already too late; while Lin Ershao was greatly shocked, he naturally had to ask who had taken over Asia Television.

The assistant was helpless, knowing there was no point in continuing to hide it, as it would only offend Lin Ershao.

Therefore, he directly informed him that the new boss of Asia Television was none other than Wu Feng!

This led to Lin Ershao's somewhat uncomposed behavior; he had never imagined that the one competing with the Lin Family for Asia Television was not some other tycoon, but his rival, Wu Feng.

For a moment, he found it hard to accept, unable to understand why things had turned out this way.

It was also because he hadn't taken Wu Feng seriously, having spent the last few months adapting to the family business.

Stimulated by the sudden rise of Lin Dashao, Lin Ershao, with his mother's help, had successfully entered the core department of the Lin Family's listed Group Company to serve as a high-level executive.

It was a position with real power, not a nominal title like Lin Dashao's!

Since he wanted to grasp real power in the Group Company, he naturally had to spend a lot of time familiarizing himself with the work environment and understanding the specific situation of the department; only recently had he finally gotten on the right track and found some relaxation.

Who would have thought that while he was busy familiarizing himself with the Group Company's affairs, the small character Wu Feng, whom he hadn't taken seriously before, would seize the opportunity to rise strongly and suddenly become the boss of Asia Television.

Such a result was hard for Lin Ershao to accept for a moment!

After a long while, he finally spoke with difficulty: "So you mean, the currently explosive 'Infinite Fighting Tournament' on Asia Television was created by this guy Wu Feng?"

"Yes, Ershao!"

The assistant answered, biting the bullet: "I heard that to prepare for this event, Wu Feng invested ten million in one go, just to build a top-tier Fighting Tournament!"

"Hmph, his ambition is certainly not small!"

Lin Ershao's face was gloomy, though he didn't continue to lose his temper.

Unhappy as he was, losing his temper further now would only make him appear small-minded.

It was just that it wouldn't be so easy for him to swallow this insult completely.

"Keep an eye on every move Asia Television makes!"

Soon, Lin Ershao instructed: "Once there is any mistake or omission, report it to me vigorously!"

"This, isn't that going a bit too far?"

The assistant listened, terrified, and subconsciously advised: "Is there a need to be so dead set on this?"

"You don't need to worry about that; I will take responsibility for any consequences!"

Lin Ershao said with dissatisfaction: "Just do as you are arranged, don't ask so much nonsense!"

His tone clearly carried a bit of dissatisfaction and anger.

When the family was eating together in the evening, Lin Dashao suddenly announced that he wanted to run a fashion magazine.

"Isn't your trading business doing just fine?"

Lin Baiyi asked curiously: "Why run some fashion magazine? Can you do it well if you're distracted?"

"The Arcade Machine trade has already stabilized!"

Lin Dashao said this with quite a bit of pride: "I only need to clear the obstacles, and other matters are naturally handled by other staff in the company; I have plenty of free time!"

He had long since resigned from the family Group Company, after all, he already had his own career.

"It just so happens that my friend Wu Feng is in charge of Asia Television, and he mentioned it when we were celebrating!"

"He said that the top luxury brands in Hong Kong are almost all from foreigners, yet Hong Kong has no luxury brands of its own; this situation is very abnormal!"

"In what way is it abnormal?"

Lin Baiyi became interested and asked curiously: "Foreign luxury brands have been operating for how many years? Wanting to break their monopoly is not an easy thing!"

"Isn't that just wishful thinking?"

Lin Ershao endured and endured, but in the end, he couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.

If it had been a few months ago, Lin Dashao's mood certainly wouldn't have been very pleasant.

But now, he was a truly successful person, so he naturally wouldn't have any reaction to Lin Ershao's sarcasm, only finding it funny.

"According to my friend Wu Feng, if you don't even dare to think about it, how can you expect to succeed?"

With just this light remark, Lin Ershao's expression changed abruptly; Lin Baiyi, however, didn't notice, as he had fallen into a thoughtful state.

"My friend Wu Feng said regarding luxury goods that the reason foreigners can maintain a monopoly is simply because the power to define luxury goods is in their hands!"

"It's one thing that we don't have enough media power to promote them in Europe and America, but Hong Kong's economic development is still quite good; at the very least, there are really quite a few rich people!"

Lin Dashao spoke eloquently and excitedly, "As long as we vigorously promote our own luxury goods concept, and given the huge cultural differences between the East and Europe and America, we will always be able to achieve some results!"

"As long as we open a crack, even if we only get to drink some of the broth, the profits will still be quite astonishing. A brand-name garment costs tens of thousands, but how much is the cost?"

The Lin Family was originally in the clothing business, so they naturally understood the ins and outs of it very well.

What kind of bullshit customization, or so-called high-end fabrics—as long as it's something that can be mass-produced industrially, how high can the cost really be?

Right now it is 1988, not the 2020s, so the purchasing power of tens of thousands of Hong Kong Dollars is still quite astonishing.

"Oh, if you want to make luxury clothing, a single fashion magazine is not enough!"

Lin Baiyi was an old hand, and he saw the problem at a glance.

"Therefore, I also plan to open a small film and television company!"

Lin Dashao said smugly, "Specializing in urban fashion TV dramas, the effect when combined with the magazine will be absolutely superb!"

"Urban fashion TV dramas?"

Lin Baiyi was somewhat surprised and asked curiously, "What kind of TV drama is that?"

"It's a TV drama that tells the stories of urban fashionable men and women!"

Lin Dashao chuckled and explained, "For example, corporate white-collar workers, elite white-collar workers, or even gold-collar workers will all do!"

"The show depicts urban life; not only are the handsome men and beautiful women easy on the eyes, but their attire can easily become trendy!"

"Just like after *A Better Tomorrow* became a huge hit, the trench coat Xiao Ma Ge wore and the sunglasses he sported didn't just become popular in Hong Kong, but also throughout the Chinese world in Southeast Asia!"

"Why do you think that a TV drama filmed by your own company could become a huge hit?"

Lin Baiyi continued to inquire, but he did not notice his younger son's ugly expression.

Lin Ershao was quite familiar with Lin Dashao; how could he not know Lin Dashao's flowery intentions?

That bullshit fashion magazine, that bullshit film and television company, and that bullshit urban fashion TV drama were all just a front; Lin Dashao's real purpose was just to pick up beautiful women.

But one has to admit, this move by Lin Dashao was indeed extremely ingenious.

The film and television company signs beautiful women and films TV dramas to promote them, the fashion magazine further consolidates their star status, and it can also help promote the so-called luxury clothing along the way.

Especially with Asia Television as a platform for promotion, who knows, Lin Dashao might really be able to promote a few beautiful starlets, and by then, wouldn't having one in each arm be as happy as an immortal?

Just thinking about that scene, along with Lin Dashao's smug and arrogant face, Lin Ershao almost lost his composure.

Damn it, all of this should have been his!

Asia Television was his, and the beautiful women were his, but now it had all benefited someone else.

That damn bastard Wu Feng, and Lin Dashao wasn't any good either.

If it weren't for the fact that his old man Lin Baiyi was still there, Lin Ershao would have almost lost control of his emotions and flipped the table.

And Lin Dashao was still speaking eloquently: "My friend Wu Feng explained it very clearly; right now, TV dramas in Hong Kong are all very tacky, and there are no real urban fashion TV dramas at all!"

"The so-called wealthy family melodramas look like they have something going for them, but when you really talk about it, they are full of loopholes. They are just for watching the spectacle; surely the audience wouldn't actually take the things inside seriously, right?"

"If I were to film urban fashion TV dramas, there is plenty of material within the Group Company!"

"Office culture, sales elites, shopping mall battles—although I am not very familiar with these elements, I have seen them and understand them!"

"Find professional screenwriters to create scripts, write them into novels for publication along the way, and as long as there is decent popularity, then film them into TV dramas; it would be hard for them not to be hits!"

This eloquent speech actually shocked Lin Baiyi.

It must be said that what Lin Dashao said had great feasibility and room for operation.

How could he know that Lin Dashao was just repeating what he had heard from Wu Feng, plus a tiny bit of his own understanding; the staff at Fengrui Film and Television Company were very familiar with such routines.

But for Lin Baiyi, who was hearing this for the first time, the impact was not small, and he felt that his eldest son's impression on him had greatly improved.

Only Lin Ershao had eyes that were almost turning blood-red.

(End of this chapter)