Hearing Meng Zhen's question, Shen Zhuo smiled: "You are really straightforward. I don't have any special feelings about cars. Some are given by my father as birthday gifts, and some are bought just to follow the trend."
After he said that, Meng Zhen understood.
He made a quick decision: "Then I'll keep the practical one for transportation and sell all the others. If I really like it, I'll buy more when I earn money."
"As you say." Chen Zhuo had an expression that showed he was spoiling her.
He even enjoyed this feeling in his heart, as if a good wife was helping her husband manage the family property, even though he had paid for this good wife.
Seeing that he didn't seem to care, Meng Zhen explained, "Our goal now is to make money. Luxury cars are just good-looking but useless things. They'll just gather dust in the garage. Of course, we have to get rid of them."
Shen Zhuo had no objection to this.
Speaking of selling cars, Chen Zhuo thought of his shares in Baoguan, "Why don't you help me deal with the shares in Baoguan as well? This is such a mess that it's giving me a headache."
After Baoguan Films terminated its contract with Zhu Lingling, the company had no other artists to show off.
To re-sign an artist and promote him/her again, one must first spend a lot of money and secondly see if he/she has the potential to become famous.
Furthermore, the investment in making a movie is huge. If it doesn’t do well at the box office, it’s like throwing money into the sea and not getting a single bubble.
In short, Chen Zhuo really disliked the good crown.
Unexpectedly, Meng Zhen advised: "I think you can continue to hold shares in Baoguan, but the scope of business can be expanded a little bit."
"Oh? How do you mean?" Shen Zhuo became interested.
Meng Zhen analyzed, "The company's business can be divided into two parts. One part can be separated into an independent media company, acquiring all the scattered tabloids on the market and integrating them into a brand new media."
"Controlling the media means controlling the public's voice and having a channel for them to express their opinions. In business, while good wine needs no bush, it won't work if you don't advertise it."
"For the other part of our business, we're giving up the film industry and entering the music industry!"
Music scene?
"Yes!" Meng Zhen affirmed, "We can organize a singing competition with high prize money and generous contract terms to attract all those who dream of becoming singing stars in Hong Kong to participate."
"Let the people of Hong Kong vote for their favorite singing king. That way, there's no need to worry about popularity at all. He'll be a top star the moment he debuts!"
"And there's no need to spend money on publicity. Just find any media outlet to put the news out. With these generous conditions, it's the biggest buzz."
In fact, there are many ways to make money in the competition, such as attracting advertising investors in the later stages, which can be a huge profit.
Meng Zhen hadn't said these things yet, and would tell Chen Zhuo after the competition started.
Meng Zhen had previously suffered from the fact that he did not have sufficient capital and was unable to make great achievements.
Now that she is Chen Zhuo's consultant, she can get dividends if the project is done well. Of course, she has to go all out to make all industries flourish and bear fruit.
"Okay, go ahead." Since Baoguan was in this state, Chen Zhuo let her do whatever she wanted.
Hearing his words, Meng Zhen's mouth curled up. He liked a boss who gave him such freedom.
She issued a military order: "Don't worry, I will definitely double your assets within this year."
Chen Zhuo was dazzled by Meng Zhen's smile. This was the first time she smiled at him like that.
If I had known that she liked making money so much, I should have spent as much money as possible on her when we first met.
What a pity!
Shen Zhuo showed a look of regret.
Forget it, he is content with the current situation of making money together.
"Oh right," Chen Zhuo took out a document from the drawer, "this is what you asked me to stockpile before. Uncle Zhong had his men collect most of the abandoned factories and wastelands in Hong Kong."
"Let me take a look," Meng Zhen took the document and looked through it carefully.
She was reading and drawing with a pen at the same time. There was a map of the port city in the future in her space.
She knows exactly where subways will be built and where residential areas will be opened up.
The plots outlined all have huge potential for appreciation in the future.
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