Chapter 225 Investment

Shen Sangyu had long forgotten about investing in a movie.

So when Gu Pingluan mentioned this, Shen Sangyu was still unresponsive.

"Brother, do you mean that you met the director I met?"

Gu Pingluan hummed, "You asked me to find out before, and I looked around the country but couldn't find any news. Last night, after I got off the plane, I attended a cocktail party, and this director is looking for investment."

Shen Sangyu was stunned.

The director she was looking for was named Zhao Yulong. Back then, he earned 200 million box office with a romantic movie in the 1980s.

Even in modern times, this amount of money is not a small number.

In this era, it is an astronomical figure.

And all this money was accumulated bit by bit from the movie tickets worth two cents!

"I'll recommend some to you when you return."

Shen Sangyu was even more excited: "Okay!"

A week later, Gu Pingluan returned home smoothly. He brought a lot of information to Shen Sangyu. Shen Sangyu took a look and found that most of them were what she needed.

Shen Sangyu couldn't find what to give to Gu Pingluan. After all, these things looked like just a few books, but it took a lot of effort to find these materials.

Who knew that Gu Pingluan waved his hand: "How can I be tired? If you want to talk about tiredness, you are the one who is tired. Don't think I don't know how troublesome Gu Zhen is. I used to be anxious when he didn't talk, but now he talks like a naughty boy. Last time, I read stories to him all night to coax him to sleep."

Gu Pingluan never knew that raising a child was so tiring.

So compared to Shen Sangyu's gratitude, he felt that he was the one who should say thank you.

Mrs. Gu also said: "What's the point of saying thank you as a family? That's what your eldest brother should do. I'm glad that these books are helpful to you."

Shen Sangyu had no choice but to nod and say yes.

The next day, Gu Yulong introduced Zhao Yulong to Shen Sangyu.

Shen Sangyu had read an interview with Zhao Yulong before. He was a very cultured old man.

But now Zhao Yulong was only in his early twenties, wearing a linen suit and round-framed glasses. When he looked at Shen Sangyu, his emotions were exposed.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao."

Shen Sangyu stood and greeted Zhao Yulong.

Zhao Yulong was stunned for a moment, and it was obvious that he had not reacted.

Shen Sangyu did not care, and immediately introduced herself: "I believe Mr. Gu has mentioned me to you. Let me introduce myself again. My name is Shen Sangyu, you can just call me Sangyu."

Zhao Yulong finally reacted and hurriedly shook hands with Shen Sangyu.

"I heard about you a long time ago, and I know that you want to make a movie, so I want to talk to you about investment."

Zhao Yulong's eyes lit up, but he still couldn't believe it in his heart.

"Do you really want to invest in my movie?" Zhao Yulong gave Shen Sangyu a shot of defense: "I'm just an unknown little director. The market is not good now, and you may lose all your money."

"Every year, people say that the market is not good, but every year, someone stands out. I believe you are the dark horse that stands out."

Shen Sangyu raised his hand: "How much investment do you need?"

Zhao Yulong didn't expect Shen Sangyu to be so direct.

He had pulled in many bosses in China before, but those bosses either wanted to force people or asked for tens of thousands of yuan, and had a lot of requirements.

Only Shen Sangyu came up and asked him how much he wanted.

How could there be such an easy-to-talk investor!

Zhao Yulong had no choice. After all, it was an opportunity. The return ticket was still paid by Gu, and the other party had no need to play tricks on him.

"Three, three million." Zhao Yulong said nervously, as if he thought the money was too much: "No, one, one million will do!"

Shen Sangyu heard: "Okay."