Director Jia was overjoyed that Lu Hao agreed to direct the evening party for Qiongdao TV.

To be fair, he contacted Lu Hao with the mentality of a blind cat catching a dead mouse, but unexpectedly, Lu Hao actually agreed.

This is very comfortable.

Lu Hao has a very good reputation in the circle. The most important thing is that he doesn't fool people.

This can be seen from his movies. None of the movies produced by DreamWorks are made just to make money.

In fact, Director Jia doesn’t care about the quality of the party. As long as Lu Hao does his best, he thinks it shouldn’t be too bad.

After all, with a budget of only eight million, even a god can’t come up with more tricks.

As long as you can pass.

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So during the following charity dinner, Director Jia chose to sit with Lu Hao and talk in more detail about the arrangements for the dinner.

In fact, the Spring Festival Galas on Qiongdao TV in previous years were really dismal.

Not to mention first-tier stars, even third-tier stars are rarely invited.

The country's best singers, sketch actors, crosstalk performers, magicians, acrobatic troupes, dance troupes... all aimed their attacks at the CCTV Spring Festival Gala.

Mango TV's Spring Festival Gala takes a youthful, energetic and funny route, bringing together many young idols and popular actors, and is quite a big hit.

Zhejiang Province has a prosperous economy and has always been wealthy. Those who cannot go to CCTV or whose style is not suitable for CCTV basically come here.

The language programs of the three satellite TV stations in Northeast China are extremely outstanding, even not inferior to those of CCTV.

As for other provinces and cities, they will also have outstanding artists and actors from their own provinces.

As for Qiongdao, to put it bluntly, the economy is not good, the talent is not good, and there is no money to develop it. Its reputation is definitely not good, and without it, naturally no businesses are willing to place advertisements...

This creates a vicious cycle, with each year getting worse than the last.

Lu Hao was mentally prepared for this situation.

To put it bluntly, it's just a blank piece of paper, and you have the final say on how to draw it.

"DreamWorks is planning to invest 100 million yuan to host this gala."

Lu Hao's words scared Director Jia so much that he almost jumped up. He was just drinking a sip of water and choked and started coughing.

One hundred million!

It's not that he hasn't seen money before. The station has several hundred million in funding every year.

But, spending 100 million just for an evening party, isn't this too exaggerated?

How much is the total investment in CCTV Spring Festival Gala?

Just a few hundred million, right?

What's more, it represents the image of the country and can be earned back through various channels.

And Qiongdao TV invested 100 million yuan and only made money with its head?

Director Jia himself felt weak. Although it was not his own money that he spent, he still felt the pain in his heart.

"Isn't this... a bit too exaggerated?"

He asked cautiously.

“No exaggeration.”

“The more you spend, the more you earn.”

Lu Hao said with a smile, as if he was possessed by Master Huang.

"Mr. Lu, how generous! I'll toast you a glass. I'll drink it first as a token of my respect. I'll drink it, and you can do whatever you want."

Director Jia raised his glass and was completely speechless.

The status of money and power rises and falls at the expense of each other.

A multi-millionaire would definitely be trembling with fear in front of the director of a provincial TV station. A billionaire might be worthy of having dinner with him. A trillionaire would be a VIP guest. As for a hundred billionaire... it is obvious that he is someone to be looked up to.

What's more, they will invest 100 million in real money.

Lu Hao raised his glass and clinked it with him, still thinking about this matter in his mind.

One hundred million is nothing to me.

But where to spend the money and how to spend it beautifully are important.

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The charity gala is in full swing. What is being auctioned now is a bottle of vintage red wine of an unknown brand. The price seems to be quite high, and it has been bid up to 300,000.

Lu Hao didn't know much about wine, and he wouldn't spend money to buy it.

He has a very strange control mentality when it comes to spending money. He won't blink an eye when it comes to money that should be spent, no matter how much, but he is unwilling to spend a penny of money that shouldn't be spent.

At charity dinners like this, once the money is donated, it’s not certain where it will go, and no one knows whether it can actually be used for charity, so Lu Hao had no intention of buying anything at all.

"Three hundred and ten thousand!"

However, Xu Cong, who was sitting next to him, raised his hand and bid without hesitation.

Lu Hao couldn't help but look at him, shook his head and smiled, but said nothing.

"Brother, this 1992 California Screaming Eagle is really not expensive and is very rare on the market. The last time I drank it was a few years ago. Let's open it and try it later."

What is the California Screaming Eagle?

Lu Hao had never heard of it. As for famous red wines, he only knew about the 1982 Lafite and Romanee-Conti, and he knew about them from jokes.

As for this California Screaming Eagle, the combination of the four words "plus eagle" made Lu Hao think of a well-known "mentor", but he had nothing to do with alcohol.

Of course, Lu Hao just thought about it casually, and his thoughts were divergent.

The two things are completely unrelated.

Next, Xu Cong bid a few more times and bought the bottle of wine for 360,000 yuan.

"Please, just bring it to me and open it."

Xu Cong was a man who never went out at night in fancy clothes. He asked someone to bring the wine before he even paid the money. His way of spending money was extremely casual.

The organizer naturally had no objection. Given this person's net worth, it was definitely impossible for him to default on his debt.

So, a moment later, Bai Zijin, wearing a cheongsam, holding a towel and a wine knife in her hands, came over here.

"Mr. Xu, would you like to open your wine now?"

"Open it."

Xu Cong was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that she would come to deliver it in person. However, this was also Amy's custom. The one who spent money was the boss, and the supermodel had to serve as a waiter.

"Miss Bai, please sit down and have a drink together?"

He took the opportunity to invite.

Bai Zijin glanced at him, her eyes drifting to Lu Hao next to her. Without refusing, Shi Ran sat down.

"Congratulations, Mr. Xu, for finding a bargain. This wine is extremely rare, not many people have heard of it, and the stock is also small, but there are still people who know its value."

Bai Zijin spoke casually, opened the wine gracefully, and poured it for the four people present. He gently swirled the wine glass, took a sip, and an expression of enjoyment appeared on his face.

What she was thinking about at this moment was that ten years ago, when she was playing roller skating at home, she accidentally knocked over her father's wine cabinet. The wine cabinet was full of wine worth tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of yuan, and it shattered all over the floor. Her father didn't care at all and didn't take it seriously at all.

But now, the wine worth more than 300,000 yuan is already out of reach for me. I can only have the chance to taste it again if someone else pays for it.

It’s really hard to describe the feeling.

"What's the point of picking up a bargain? Life is about eating and drinking. Money is not important. Besides, I'm happy to be with my brother Lu today."

"Come on, let's do one."

Xu Cong raised his glass with a smile.

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