The world of Chinese style creates a prosperous era for girl groups

"Although I didn't eat enough, today's meal was an eye-opener and it was worth it. I saw a lot of good things for the first time." Tianci is still savoring the meal.

At a street food stall, Xia Haoyang and three others ate skewers and drank beer, chatting freely.

"That's all. It's just a stream eel. The more expensive ingredients in China are the fungi from southern Yunnan and the seafood from the sea. In fact, as long as the ingredients are good enough, the taste will not be bad if you cook them at home." Xia Haoyang still didn't think much of it.

"This is what the ancients called delicacies from mountains and seas. Anyway, it's nice to try it once in a while. Next time I'll find a chance to bring Hongling here to eat." Old Xie grew up in an ordinary family. Although he now has 1 billion yuan in his account, his quality of life has always been at the ordinary person's level. For them, a dinner like today's is an eye-opener.

"Well, next time let's invite all the sisters-in-law, as well as Brother Shenzi and Brother Yu, and let us brothers eat together." Tianci also liked today's food.

"The meal costs nearly 20,000 yuan." Xia Haoyang smiled.

"Don't you, Fatty, have me here? Today we have another big order worth 120 million. The key point is that the cost is almost zero. It's so fucking pleasant to do business like this." Old Xie couldn't help but swear.

"What do you mean by zero cost? It takes a lot of brain cells, okay? It's all my hard work, and you guys are just enjoying it."

"I've worked hard, too. I've accompanied you to eat Michelin restaurants and barbecues, and left my kids and wife at home without caring about them. I've also made some sacrifices, okay?" Old Xie's shameless words made Xia Haoyang laugh.

"Damn it, you are not a good person. You can even say such shameless words. Shenzi is right. You are surrounded by stupid teammates."

"If you are around a pig, you will be red. If you are around a pig, you will be black. When we are around a pig like you, we are just pig teammates. Cheers, let's go."

It was almost twelve o'clock that night when several people returned home one after another. Xia Haoyang was so happy that he almost passed out under the table. The birth of the child had to be postponed.

The next day, Xiao Liu received a notification on his mobile phone that several companies had transferred money to the studio. After asking Lao Xie, he learned what had happened, and then notified Fei Jie to sign contracts with several companies.

After drinking, Xia Haoyang was too lazy to go to work the next day. He stayed at home, enjoying the careful care of his wife and daughter and the happiness of family.

Xiao Mengyan is a little older now, and perhaps because they have lived together for a long time, she is not as afraid of Xia Haoyang as she was in previous years, and she dares to criticize Xia Haoyang.

"During the few days I was away, no one cleaned Mimi's poop, and no one changed the water. It's so infuriating. Mr. Xia, Sister Jing, you can't do this. Mimi will get sick."

"I added cat food, and the litter box looks quite clean." Xia Haoyang scratched his nose.

"How can it be clean? Look at all the poop in the litter box. Cats are very particular about hygiene. If it's too dirty, they will hold it in and not poop. They will get sick. You're not taking good care of them at all." Xiao Mengyan was a little angry.

"Oh." Xia Haoyang continued to pick his nose indifferently.

His lovely wife stood beside him and smiled, while his "good daughter" was listing his own shortcomings and laziness. Well, this was Xia Haoyang's enviable family happiness.

The temperature in Yancheng during the day in October was still high. Xia Haoyang returned to his room to turn on the air conditioner, and Zeng Jingyi also came in.

"Xiao Mengyan is getting more and more daring. She even dares to scold me and deduct her salary." Xia Haoyang looked indignant.

Zeng Jingyi just smiled, knowing that Xia Haoyang was joking, "It's all your fault. You've been so sticky these past two days that I even forgot to change the water and litter for the cat, which caused Xiao Mengyan to complain about me."

"What's the big deal if I don't change for two days? Really, come here and give me a hug." Xia Haoyang stretched out his arms again.

"You said you have negotiated contracts with 4 companies for a total of 12 scripts? Can you handle it?" The first thing Zeng Jingyi thought of was not how much money she made, but her man's hard work.

"This time, it's the same cooperation model as with Mr. Fuji. I will only write the general plot, and they will hire someone to re-polish and process it into a script. This way, it doesn't take much effort, and it shouldn't be a problem to produce two or three episodes in one night."

"And you can make 10 million per movie just like that?" Zeng Jingyi was surprised.

"They earn more. If a movie has a box office of 30 billion, they will earn at least million or million." Xia Haoyang disagreed.

"But they also have risks. It's not certain that making a movie will make money."

"But at least they won't lose money by making my movie," Xia Haoyang said affirmatively.

"Just be proud of yourself. If one day you make them pay for your losses, your reputation will be ruined and the whole company will be finished." Zeng Jingyi said leisurely.

Success and failure are both due to Xia Haoyang. Today, Fat Cat Studio seems to be in its heyday, and the company's stock and development momentum are excellent, but in fact it all depends on Xia Haoyang alone. If his creativity wanes one day, or his reputation becomes bad and he is disliked by fans, this company will be directly sent to hell and it will be difficult for it to recover.

Since Zeng Jingyi could see this, other people could see it too. This is why the top figures in the entertainment industry have never looked down on Xia Haoyang. Even if you are the richest man, it is all empty talk. For example, Qianda Films, even if they lose money on a movie, they can afford it. There are thousands of chain cinemas there, so they will be able to turn things around sooner or later.

But Xia Haoyang’s studio is not like that. If it stumbles once, it may never recover and be completely finished.

"But it doesn't matter even if the studio is closed. Old Xie and the others have over 1 billion in savings, which is enough for them to live happily for the rest of their lives. As for me, you support me, and I can still write songs. Don't worry, I can't guarantee whether the scripts I write will continue to be popular, but I still have at least 200 to 300 songs in my mind. With them, we can live happily for the rest of our lives. And we don't have to be as rich as we are now, and we don't have to be as eye-catching as we are now. Isn't that what you have always hoped for?"

"I think we don't need so much money, and we hope we won't be as conspicuous as we are now, but I don't want to see my senior brother being thrown into hell and unable to turn over one day. In my mind, my senior brother is the best, and he will definitely be able to continue to live smoothly." Zeng Jingyi was a little emotional.

"No one will always be successful, but no matter whether the future is smooth or bumpy, we will move forward hand in hand." Xia Haoyang hugged Zeng Jingyi.

"Well, let's move forward hand in hand, no matter what we will face in the future."

Xia Haoyang was originally very happy, but because of Zeng Jingyi's words, he also felt a sense of crisis. Now everything is going smoothly, but what if? His company's current situation is actually very easy to be targeted, and his reputation will be ruined. His company's development will be at a loss. What should he do then?

Try not to offend anyone, spread out the benefits as much as possible, and keep a low profile. Despite this, you still have to have three burrows and think of a second way out.

Xia Haoyang, hugging Zeng Jingyi, was thinking secretly in his heart.