"I specifically called you all here today to give you a heads-up. Mr. Han and I are about to launch a major film project. Although the domestic film industry is getting better year by year, it is still far behind developed countries. The most important point is that it is difficult for our own films to be exported and developed abroad."

"In the end, our film companies are still mostly making small-scale productions, art films, and low-budget movies. Compared with Hollywood's blockbusters with budgets of hundreds of millions, we can't possibly compete. Moreover, we are far behind in terms of industrial production."

Feng Kuzi nodded and said, "President Shen, you've hit the nail on the head. But there are only a handful of media companies in China that can afford such a large investment. We don't have that much money, and we don't dare to take such a big risk. Right now, only one of Director Zhang's films has been completed. Big investments can bring big returns, but they also carry big risks."

Wang Zhongjun nodded: "President Shen, it's not that we don't want to go big, it's just that we're short of funds."

Shen Fang smiled and said, "That's why I came to discuss this with you today. Big-budget movies are indeed risky, but there's a saying that goes, 'Fortune favors the bold.' We can pool our resources and share the risks, and everyone can benefit from the profits."

"Mr. Shen, do you mean we're planning to collaborate on a project?"

Shen Fang nodded: "With Longteng's strength, I'm not exaggerating when I say that with my financial support, it's only a matter of time before they become the dominant force. But that's not what I want. I want to make money. I can make ten times more money elsewhere than in this industry. But I truly love this industry. Film art is very sacred in my eyes. I wonder if any of you have seen The Thirteen Heroes of the South China Sea?"

"Which movie is it about Xie Junhao?" Feng Kuzi replied.

Shen Fang nodded: "It's the movie that knocked Farewell My Concubine out of the market. I remember a line from it very clearly: 'No matter how much money you make, it's useless. But a good script and songs will still be appreciated a hundred years from now.' Being a money-grubbing businessman is not what I want. Making some timeless masterpieces is what I want."

That was such a pretentious statement. Even Wang Zhonglei and Wang Zhongjun would feel like vomiting. If you weren't rich, would you even dare to say something like that?

"For Chinese films to develop rapidly, they must fully enter the era of commercialization. Commercial films are the mainstream of the market, which is an inevitability of a mature film market."

"President Shen, how can we cooperate?"

Shen Fang smiled and said, "We should all participate in good projects. Hengdian has now reached a strategic cooperation with Longteng, so we don't have to worry about the location and set design at all. We can build whatever we want to shoot. We also don't have to worry about professional talent. I have taken over the responsibility of the Central Academy of Drama. As long as we need any kind of talent, it's just a matter of saying a word."

Wang Zhonglei and Wang Zhongjun exchanged a glance. Damn, that's awesome!

However, since Shen Fang is willing to let them join him, they are naturally willing. Moreover, they do want to make a name for themselves in this industry, otherwise they wouldn't have been scammed so badly and still plunged headlong into it.

Before Huayi Brothers went public, the two founders were genuinely dedicated to making good films, and Huayi did indeed produce many excellent works. However, after Huayi went public, its wealth grew too quickly, and it became the undisputed leader in the domestic film industry. Bona Film Group's attempt to list on NASDAQ failed miserably. Enlight Media's development path wasn't solely focused on film; distribution, marketing, and television broadcasting were its core businesses. The rest of their companies were just so-so.

The Chinese immigrants were riding high for a time, and they got carried away. In just a few years, the company's market value reached hundreds of billions. It's no wonder they got arrogant. Of course, Lu Yun also played a part in pushing them forward behind the scenes.

"If you're so willing to include us in your activities, Mr. Shen, I, Fatty Yu, will definitely give it my full support."

“We Chinese are the same. We share the food. Those who hoard food in this circle will not have a good ending,” Wang Zhongjun said with a smile.

This is referring to Zhang Weiping. He offended people by trying to do everything himself, and Shen Fang dealt with him. However, everyone applauded his punishment, saying he deserved it.

.........

Time flies, and there are only five days left until the Spring Festival. This year, Shen Fang plans to take Liu Qianqian, Liu Xiaoli, Fan Xiaopang, Man Shen, Gui Lunmei, and Chen Huilin back to his hometown in Guangdong. Zeng Li doesn't want to go public yet, plus her younger sister and mother are waiting for her to come home for the New Year. Originally, they planned to spend the Spring Festival in Beijing, but her mother is afraid of the cold, and this is Shen Fang's first year of delegating power, and it's almost the end of the year, so they're waiting for him to come back to oversee the year-end profit distribution. It's better to just go back to Guangdong together.

"Sisi, Little Fatty, are you all packed? Linlin, Xiaomei, hurry up, our flight is at 10 o'clock."

The room was in complete chaos. Last night, Man Shen insisted on playing mahjong with a few people, and before they knew it, it was past midnight. As a result, the girls all overslept.

Shen Fang glanced at Shen Kun, who was dressed in chameleon pajamas, wearing a bright green hat, yawning, and holding the increasingly ball-shaped Wangcai in his arms.

"You're planning to wear this on the plane?"

Shen Kun nodded: "It's very comfortable, especially warm. Third Uncle, why don't you try it too?"

Sinking Square...

The group, having rushed as fast as they could, finally arrived before the plane took off. Also traveling with them were Jay Chou and Zhou Xiaoou, who, of course, invited some celebrities to celebrate Tencent's first annual meeting.

Fan Xiaopang wore a bright red dinosaur winter pajama set, Liu Qianqian changed into a Minnie Mouse pajama set, Chen Huilin changed into a brown bear pajama set, and Man Shen changed into a black and white spotted dog pajama set. Chen Huilin bought all of these for them.

Only Shen Fang and Liu Xiaoli were dressed relatively normally; the others looked like they were from a zoo. The people in first class stared at the women curiously. It was only because the women were so well-covered that this would have definitely gone viral online back in the day.

The flight attendants have come several times; these pajamas are indeed quite cute.

The group arrived at the airport in silence, pushing their luggage into the lobby, where they saw Little Ma, Zeng Liqing, and Lu Jinbo and his wife waving to them.

“Here it is!!! Brother.”

The crowds during the Spring Festival are no joke. Even a short distance took ages for everyone to squeeze through, finally managing to get into Pony Ma's new ride, a Lincoln limousine. Now, Pony Ma is practically Tencent's face; a big shot's car has to be high-class, right?

"Goodness, you guys are dressed like you're from a zoo! Sisi, Little Fatty, Huilin, Manshen, and Ms. Liu, it's been a long time!" Little Ma greeted them with a smile.

"Jay Chou, I'm your biggest fan!" Zeng Liqing said, looking at Rene Liu with admiration. Jay Chou's book, Fantasy, had swept through the entire Chinese-speaking world.

Li Hui and Lu Jinbo even took a photo together with their cameras, hugging the milk tea wheel, making two peace signs, and holding Jay Chou's arms on either side.

No introduction is needed at all.