After all of them were reborn, who would still be an actor?

Chapter 749

Grand Lisboa Hotel.

Inside the opulent office, Li Mingyang sat on the sofa, flipping through the documents in his hands, occasionally glancing up at the hotel manager across from him.

Li Mingyang closed the document halfway through reading it and casually tossed it onto the coffee table.

"What do you mean?" Li Mingyang said in a very harsh tone.

The hotel manager smiled faintly, bent down to pick up the documents on the coffee table, and said, "It's nothing. I just heard that you're going to Las Vegas to compete, and we have some connections there that we can help."

"This matter is still under discussion. We may not necessarily go to Las Vegas. FBTV is based in Asia, so it would be best to do it in Asia," Wang Changtian said with a smile.

The hotel manager opened the ledger. "Director Li, your father borrowed over 1700 million yuan from us. Out of respect for you, we gave him a twelve-month repayment plan, but so far, he's only paid one installment. There are still six installments left. What do you think..."

"This money was borrowed by his father. What does it have to do with Director Li?" Wang Changtian said unhappily.

"The son has to pay for the father's debts... If it weren't for Director Li's sake, he wouldn't be able to leave Macau without collateral."

"This is your own problem."

"Hehe, if that's how you put it, then I'll send someone to invite Director Li's father over."

"Please."

"Seventeen million is not a large sum. If we make a fuss about it, it will not look good for anyone. If Director Li can let us arrange the next battle of the century, we will accept this money as payment."

Wang Changtian looked at Li Mingyang. This was a tricky situation! He had finally managed to dig a huge pit for Li Mingyang's father.

He was about to use Li Mingyang's fame to extricate his father from his predicament.

Then all his efforts were in vain.

Li Mingyang was speechless. He could forgive his mother, but he really couldn't tolerate his father's behavior!

He has a large and wealthy family, but he has neither a spouse nor children.

If something happens to him, his parents will inherit.

Half-siblings are legally considered second-order heirs.

His father already had a younger brother, and now Nima has a newborn younger sister.

So disgusting.

In his previous life, he only had one half-brother. In this life, he has a sister because he is doing too well.

Knowing his father was a gambler, Li Mingyang specifically instructed Wang Changtian on how to do things.

Wang Changtian also did a good job. He specially found someone to help his father win some games, but that wasn't enough. So he flew to Macau, lost everything, and ended up with a huge debt.

"If I had known it would be this complicated, I would have just set it up on the mainland," Li Mingyang said unhappily.

"..."

"..."

Wang Changtian and the hotel manager were both shocked. "Is it really okay for you to say this so directly?"

"Director Li, what did you say? I didn't hear you. Let's talk about the boxing match in Las Vegas." The hotel manager pretended not to hear and continued with his own business.

Wang Changtian nodded in agreement.

Li Mingyang waved his hand, not wanting to beat around the bush; he wanted to cut to the chase quickly.

He will continue to focus all his efforts on Huayi.

No one around them realized how terrifying Huayi was after seizing the opportunity and completing its strategic layout.

“I hate my dad.” Li Mingyang took off his sunglasses and looked directly into the hotel manager’s eyes. “I’m not kidding. I want my father to suffer. I want my half-siblings to suffer. I can give them living expenses so they don’t starve to death, but I feel disgusted even if they look at anything I have.”

As Li Mingyang was speaking, he suddenly stood up and kicked the solid wood coffee table, sending the heavy mahogany coffee table crashing onto the sofa opposite him.

The loud noise immediately attracted the security team outside.

The hotel manager waved his hand, signaling the security guards to leave.

"Don't make a fuss, or people will laugh at you." The hotel manager said coldly, then turned to Li Mingyang and smiled apologetically.

Li Mingyang said something impulsive and then pulled the coffee table back to its original position with one hand.

"Luckily you didn't use your hands, this thing is almost as hard as iron," Wang Changtian said, patting the rosewood tea table.

"That's why I use my feet!"

"As you can see, Director Li doesn't want to pay this money. Not only does he not want to pay, but he also thinks it's not enough. As far as I know, his father's assets are worth far more than 17 million," Wang Changtian said.

The hotel manager glanced at Li Mingyang, then at Wang Changtian.

She heard from people in Hong Kong that Li Mingyang and Wang Changtian were in cahoots, their relationship was so close that nothing could sway them.

She hadn't taken it seriously at first.

Today, I finally understand why the two of them have such a close relationship.

Li Mingyang dared to confess to setting up a scheme for his biological father, and Wang Changtian dared to take the blame; their relationship was unparalleled.

“We are doing legitimate business.” The hotel manager shook his head, firmly refusing.

"Do you know who you're rejecting?" Wang Changtian said coldly.

"Since Director Li is unwilling to let his son pay for his father's debts, I will send people to Nanjing to collect the debts."

Li Mingyang remained silent for a long time, then put his sunglasses back on, and asked Wang Changtian to leave first so he could talk to him alone.

"We can cooperate."

"We want to invest in FBTV."

Li Mingyang chuckled, "It's no use telling me."

"At the joint meeting in a few days, you can exchange your agreement for our investment. They can't possibly refuse."

Li Mingyang patiently communicated with the hotel manager, emphasizing that speed and professionalism were paramount, and there was no better place than Macau.

After all, in his previous life, his father lost everything in Macau...

This is his Luofengpo!
Gambling is harmful; it's a psychological addiction!
The two talked for a very long time.

He got sleepy as they talked, not because he was tired, but because she kept going in circles, going around in circles.

If Li Mingyang refuses, she will immediately propose other terms.

If you disagree, keep trying to change it.

"Director Li, our boss has a younger sister who is about the same age as you, two years younger. She likes you a lot."

"I have a boyfriend, and we're at the point of discussing marriage. Don't ruin my life."

"Really? Congratulations, congratulations."

"..."

"Director Li, can you help us with your domestic debt issues? We'll pay the original price."

The domestic debt problem is like the peach orchard.

"This is even more absurd than investing in FBTV. Why should I pay you the original price?"

"half?"

Li Mingyang finally understood.

They've set their sights on cultural tourism projects; this kind of thing can be used to gain fame and prestige, and also make money.

"Dream on, I disagree... How about this, I agree that you will be in charge of the upcoming Las Vegas Battle of the Century."

"It's settled?"

“35% is indeed too high; their bottom line is 12%.”

"no problem."

"That's it."

Li Mingyang extended his hand.

The hotel manager also extended his hand, shook it firmly, and said with a smile, "Director Li, are you free tonight? The little princess really admires you and likes you very much."

Two years younger, Li Mingyang already knew who it was: Ah Lian!

Dou Rao was so pitiful, even more wronged than Dou E.

He's practically broke, and he still has to pay the woman money in the divorce...

"No, I don't want to be Danny Chan, haha!"

……

The border between Gangnam District and Seongdong District in Seoul.

FBTV headquarters, Dongyang Building.

After Li Mingyang reached an agreement with the hotel manager, he took Jing Tian, ​​Zhang Daniu, Li Xiucheng, and Xiao Wang and flew directly to South Korea.

Xiao Wang wanted to invest in the entertainment industry in South Korea, so Li Xiucheng was responsible for hosting him, showing him around the local customs and culture, and taking the opportunity to inspect the industries that Li Mingyang didn't want.

His business empire in South Korea was a bit bloated, mainly because the conglomerates had many bad businesses and wanted to find someone to take over them. So they asked him to help them find new owners and he would take a commission afterward.

You wouldn't know until you took over!

The chaebols have too many bad businesses in their hands, some of which are very promising, but the chaebols can't manage them...

They were outmaneuvered by smaller companies, so they acquired those smaller companies, and their original subsidiaries became a burden.

"Boss, what are you looking at?" Li Ming looked up at the top of the Dongyang Building, where the FBTV logo had already been installed.

FB is colorful, and it depicts the Monkey King wearing a phoenix-winged purple-gold crown and carrying a golden cudgel!

The TV is pure white. This is the company logo he finally approved; it's quite vivid and impressive.

"I'm looking at myself," Li Mingyang said with a smile.

"Boss, do you really like the Monkey King?" Li Ming asked, tilting her head in confusion.

Li Mingyang chuckled softly, without answering, "I heard you're getting married?"

"Yes! Boss, you'd better give me a big red envelope." Li Ming said with a mischievous smile.

"No problem, I won't go, but the red envelope will definitely be big!"

“Boss, running away won’t solve the problem… You didn’t attend Qiao Shan and Xiong Yan’s wedding.”

"The thought is what counts."

Li Mingyang put on a stern face, donned sunglasses, and walked towards the entrance of FBTV with his hands in his pockets.

Li Ming and the middle managers of FBTV quickly followed suit.

After several months of renovation, the Dongyang Building has been fully renovated. The first floor houses the reception area, exhibition hall, coffee shop, and convenience store.

Floors 2 to 9 are an idol group dream factory that integrates accommodation, practice, publicity, beauty, recording, photography and performance.

The 10th floor is the mid-level office floor for FBTV.

Floors 11 to 13 are the office floors of Bouquet Technology.

The 14th floor is the restaurant.

Floors 15 through 19 house Pangu Special Effects and Huoman Studio!

The two subsidiaries are growing in number, especially Pangu Special Effects, which is constantly hiring.

Although the Pangu special effects are an internal project and do not accept external orders, they do accept orders from FBTV and Bouquet Entertainment.

There are too many projects, too many to handle... We need to outsource them.

Li Mingyang arrived at the top floor, which remained exactly as it had been when he left.

Li Ming didn't dare use his and Zhang Wei's office, so she found a room and decorated it into a very small office.

In her words, it was too big and a bit scary at night.

Actually, there were security cameras in his and Zhang Wei's offices, but not in hers. Who knows what she was doing...

Li Mingyang lingered outside his office door for a minute but did not go in.

Instead, they went to the cloud-based conference room to start a meeting!
With the abolition of the veto power, FBTV is about to undergo major reforms.

The 10th, 11th, 12th and 13th floors will be empty.

Li Mingyang would never give his building to their people for office use.

Around 9 p.m., Li Mingyang was arranging plans for Li Ming and the others to return to China.

Zhang Wei arrived uninvited and without prior notice.

"You can go out first and make arrangements for your return to China," Li Mingyang said, waving his hand.

As one of the earliest people to follow Li Mingyang.

Li Ming's team is excellent; they are renowned, the core members of Bouquet Live, the founding team of Bouquet Hotel, and the management team of Bouquet Entertainment.

They are hardworking and conscientious, and easily accept personnel changes.

The fact that these people treated Zhang Wei with utmost respect when they left made Li Mingyang feel uneasy.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhang Wei sat down in Li Ming's seat, within ten steps of Li Mingyang.

"I was wondering why you suddenly appeared. I thought you had disappeared," Li Mingyang said with a smile.

“Those people just now either wanted me fired or wanted me to resign voluntarily. I don’t know them well.” Zhang Wei spread her hands. “They’re not my people.”

"It doesn't matter." Li Mingyang waved his hand dismissively, while secretly figuring out how to balance Zhang Wei's authority within the company.

Opening it up is insane; it's creating rivals for yourself.

Setting him up in a fictional world isn't the best solution either; he has many tough battles to fight ahead.

If Zhang Wei had almond-shaped eyes...

"I'm very tired, I want to take a six-month vacation."

"Six months? You have a health problem?"

Zhang Wei sighed, turned her chair around, and looked out the window at the city of Seoul, where thousands of lights twinkled.

After a moment of silence, she slowly revealed what the Bouquet Group would face after the fourth joint meeting.

Wang Changtian didn't even get to see the leader, but she did.

She submitted a proposal that combines culture, tourism, and film and television.

This concept is accepted.

She has been communicating with the cultural and tourism departments recently, continuously refining the plan based on data, needs, and future development possibilities.

However, this morning, her proposal was rejected, and she was informed that Bouquet Entertainment would be responsible for the overseas mission.

The 380 billion yuan in bank loans are mainly for the cultural and tourism industries in various regions.

These shares will be recovered by the local government, and the government will also assume the debt.

At that time, the $20 billion in foreign exchange was converted into domestic funds.

After the handover is completed, the Bouquet Group will receive $20 billion in foreign exchange again.

The bank will be responsible for overseeing this money.

"Isn't that nonsense? How can banks be regulated?" Li Mingyang said.

“This money is different from the last one. It’s not guaranteed by you, and it doesn’t belong to FBTV. It belongs to Bouquet Group,” Zhang Wei said.

Li Mingyang immediately understood that this meant the responsibility was limited.

This is up to the company level and has nothing to do with individuals.

If Bouquet Entertainment goes bankrupt, a new company will take over, and if nothing unexpected happens, it will be Wenbo Film and Television Company.

"The loss has been recovered thoroughly."

"Perhaps they feel that carrying a heavy burden is not conducive to external relations."

Li Mingyang laughed and said, "This is a good thing. I feel like you've lost all will to live."

"Only you are enjoying yourself," Zhang Wei said resentfully.

"Mr. Zhao said something very insightful... that benefits gained through politics will eventually be returned through politics... and it has come true."

"You're crazy," Zhang Wei couldn't help but complain.

Li Mingyang laughed heartily, so much so that he took off his sunglasses, and tears streamed down his face.

"You clearly have the ability to satisfy everyone's wishes, you clearly know that you are the answer, yet you go against everyone's wishes, you trample on other people's goodwill towards you, you can no longer be trusted... South Korea is not a paradise, we were able to stand firm only because we received support from CJ, the Blue House wants to control Korean entertainment and dominate everything, do you think you can remain unaffected?"

"So, do you want to go back to Korea to take charge?" Li Mingyang asked with a smile.

Zhang Wei fell silent.

Li Mingyang stopped smiling, stood up, walked to Zhang Wei, and slowly spread his hands in front of her. "I know you're not satisfied. Since the higher-ups are willing to give me a choice, I can't be too harsh on you. I'll give you a choice: the left hand represents China, and the right hand represents South Korea. Which hand do you want to shake?"

"I need a vacation, I need to adjust my state of mind..."

Zhang Wei chose neither of them. What Li Mingyang needed most right now was loyalty, and everyone needed to work together as one.

Bouquet Entertainment has been on a crazy three-month cycle of hiring and firing people. Miraculously, all three thousand-plus people who were considered useless and obstacles to the company's development by her and everyone else have been retained.

These people lack both ability and talent, and are generally older, making them virtually impossible to work with.

But they have one thing in common: loyalty!

Li Mingyang was incredibly kind and compassionate to these struggling actors in Hengdian World Studios, as if they had saved his life in a past life.

No matter how turbulent things get at Bouquet Entertainment, these useless people will always be on the margins. Unless they resign voluntarily, they will be left behind.

“I require you to make a choice, and you can take a vacation after you’ve made your choice.” Li Mingyang placed his hands on Zhang Wei’s neck.

Zhang Wei stared at Li Mingyang's hand and said coldly, "You want to pinch me?"

"You think too much."

Zhang Wei gripped the armrests of the chair, stood up abruptly, and grasped Li Mingyang's left hand. "Satisfied?"

Li Mingyang's mood brightened, and a sunny smile appeared on his face. He reached out and put his arm around Zhang Wei's shoulder, trying to reassure her.

“We are from Dongda University, and we don’t need to get involved in the Korean cultural purge. I know you have connections in Korea, but do you think Samsung did this? No, Samsung is just being a foolish pawn, and in the end they get nothing and are even being extorted to satisfy their own desires.”

"That's how Korean entertainment is; it's a fusion of politics, business, and entertainment. You're so smart, you definitely understand it better than I do."

"Actually, have you ever thought about becoming a producer?"

"My achievements today all come from film. Directors are just one part of the film industry, and so are producers. In the US, it's a producer-centric system, which is extremely important. Producers even accept the Oscar for Best Picture."

"You're still young, so you need to think long-term. If you can reach a certain level in the production industry, the power you want will be offered to you by others. At that time, you'll have the power to choose, and others will be worried that you won't want it."

“I’m 40, am I still young?” Zhang Wei said unhappily.

"For a producer, 40 is just the beginning, especially since you look so young, like a fairy godmother, haha," Li Mingyang complimented.

Zhang Wei was speechless, but upon closer reflection, she realized that Li Mingyang's words made a lot of sense.

Lee Myung-yang established himself through film, radiating influence throughout the Chinese and Korean entertainment industries, and also enjoys a very high reputation in the Japanese entertainment industry.

The Palme d'Or is truly a god-like achievement in Asia.

(End of this chapter)