My Website Is About to Go Bankrupt

Fang Yang, a struggling bar singer, soul-transferred into a parallel universe where he inherited a dying website and a music academy, graduating from a student who lost both parents. He revived th...

Chapter 189, /.

"Oh, Mr. Fang, do you have any ideas? Could you share them with us?"

Zhou Hongguang is in charge of the economy, so he is naturally very interested in promoting the city image of Xihu City. As an official, he should benefit the people in his jurisdiction. How many local leaders would not want to make a difference?

"Mayor Zhou, have you ever heard of the best way to attract crowds?"

"Celebrities? Trending events? Concerts?"

"Haha, Mayor Zhou, you really are an expert in economics. Your reaction is just different. But this can't be rushed. We still lack some hardware. Let's wait until our seven-star cinema is built before we start planning this. Mayor Zhou, what do you think?"

Since Fang Yang has already made his decision, there's no point in Zhou Hongguang saying anything more. Their headquarters construction won't even start until tomorrow. Rome wasn't built in a day, so there's no use in rushing it.

Ouyang Ming laughed heartily, "President Fang, since the opportunity isn't ripe yet, let's wait until it is. We can have a drink, a chat. It's rare for you to come all the way here now, so I'm looking forward to the day you move in. We can get together for a drink and a chat whenever we have free time."

Fang Yang respectfully clinked glasses with Ouyang Ming, then toasted Zhou Hongguang. "Secretary Ouyang, Mayor Zhou, it's not that I don't want to do this, but I really can't do it before my cinema is built. Just the cost of decorating the studio, lighting, and sound alone would be over 100 million yuan. If I were to cooperate with another TV station, we would have to rebuild it in a year, and the losses would be too great!"

Ouyang Ming had worked at the TV station for several years and was familiar with the matter. "Such a large investment? I remember that the total investment for Studio One of our Shanghai TV station was only about 20 million yuan. You've increased it fivefold. Isn't that a bit too extravagant?"

"Secretary Ouyang, if you want to make a good program, necessary investment is essential. Otherwise, how can you attract viewers and increase ratings?"

Ouyang Ming laughed and said, "President Fang is right. You have to be strong yourself to succeed. I look forward to the day your program premieres!"

Zhou Hongguang clinked glasses with Fang Yang at the opportune moment, "President Fang, I heard that your hit drama 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes' is amazing! When will you give our local TV station a chance?"

"Haha, Mayor Zhou, the 'Princess Pearl' I'm currently filming is very good, but the starting price is quite high. Our requirement is no less than ten million per episode. I just don't know if Tomato TV has the guts to do that!"

"Ten million per episode? That's an unprecedentedly high price, Mr. Fang. You think it's worth it?"

Ouyang Ming knew the current market for TV dramas, but such a high price still startled him.

"There is no doubt about that. When I was preparing this TV series, I said that our company would not sell it for less than 10 million per episode. At worst, we would just broadcast it on the website. Good TV series have a long broadcast life. Time will prove that classics are classics and will not fade with the passage of time!"

"Mr. Fang is right. Only through the sedimentation of history can we discover that we cannot do things superficially. Look at many TV dramas on the market now; the storylines are all the same. As soon as there is a slightly good idea, they rush to make them, completely unable to calm down and pursue originality. This is unacceptable. The Party and the country have spent decades to stand proudly at the top of the world, but the film and television industry has dragged the country down!"

"Secretary Ouyang, there's plenty of time. I believe that with the passage of time, the film and television industry will, like during the Great Leap Forward, wake up and create new glories!"

Ouyang Ming chuckled. This question was unanswerable; it was a legacy of history. As a Party and government official, he, a mere local official, had no right to comment on the decisions of the higher-ups. "Alright, let's put this matter behind us. General Manager Yang, General Manager Zhou, and these two comrades, you don't need to stand by and watch anymore. Let's all have a drink and wish for a brighter future!"

Upon being called upon by Ouyang Ming, the four hurriedly raised their glasses and drank with him. Yang Huajin then poured another glass, saying, "Secretary Ouyang, thank you for your continued support of our company. This glass is for you. I wish you a bright future and continuous advancement."

Ouyang Ming smiled and drank a glass with Yang Huajin. "President Yang, I also want to thank you for your support of my work. Now that we're in Xihu City, I hope we can continue to cooperate seamlessly!"

"Secretary Ouyang, from now on, Yuewen Entertainment Media's roots will be in Xihu City. I believe that under the leadership of Secretary Ouyang and Mayor Zhou, Yuewen Entertainment Media will become more and more prosperous, so that it can better give back to the citizens of Xihu City and make a better contribution to society!"

Yang Huajin is a seasoned veteran who frequently deals with government departments at all levels. He speaks fluent and eloquent official jargon, which sounds even better than singing.

Zhou Kai followed closely behind, toasting Ouyang Ming and Zhou Hongguang respectively to thank the two leaders for their care during this period. Then, the Mo brothers also began to toast, and the atmosphere at the table became lively.

The food at this Jiangnan private chef's restaurant was indeed delicious, and Fang Yang and his companions praised it highly. Before they knew it, they were full and moved to the tea table. Zhou Hongguang changed the tea leaves and brewed tea again.

"Mr. Fang, I have a favor to ask, and I hope you can do me a favor."

Zhou Hongguang watched Tian Xiaoyun brew tea and then turned to Fang Yang.

"Oh, Mayor Zhou, please feel free to speak. I will do my best to help you with anything I can."

Fang Yang sensed that the real show was about to begin. These two precious teas were not to be drunk casually; he had never seen Zhou Hongguang bring them out before.

"Xihu City's financial situation is not ideal this year. Now that your group company has been registered in our city, I would like to inquire whether you can provide some guarantees for Xihu City in terms of performance?"

Fang Yang was taken aback. How could Xihu City, a first-tier metropolis, have concerns about fiscal growth?

Seeing Fang Yang's puzzled look, Ouyang Ming smiled and explained, "In previous years, Xihu City relied on tourism, real estate, and technology as its three pillars, and its performance has grown year after year. However, the real estate market is now becoming saturated and has withdrawn from the growth of municipal performance. Xihu City adheres to the slogan of building a green city and being a technological pioneer. Its industry is not very developed, so its development has hit a bottleneck and it urgently needs new growth points."

"The addition of your Yuewen Entertainment Group will make up for our shortcomings in cultural development. Xihu City is also a cultural city with a rich history, but in recent years we have lacked confidence in these aspects. In the future, we want to make your company a cultural brand of Xihu City, but right now we are just starting out. If you can inject assets and income into Xihu City, our work will be much easier."

Fang Yang suddenly realized that after all that talk, the point was to pay taxes to Xihu City and contribute to its development.