Chapter 518: After May 18th, we will be one family_1

By this time, the employee had already delivered the printed contract to the office.

As Tang Feng took the contract, he was about to sign it.

“Wait a minute,” Yan Min suddenly called out, “Mr. Tang, are you sure you don’t want to think it over? Once this signature is penned, there’s no turning back.”

She still felt that this matter was too rash.

Acquiring a company in just a few words, how can it seem so frivolous?

“Mr. Yan once called me a weirdo, but I find you quite odd too. Others would be overjoyed to secure an investment, yet you seem to be obstructing it every step of the way,” Tang Feng said, with a mixture of laughter and helplessness.

“I just hope Mr. Tang will consider this more carefully, to avoid unpleasantness later on. How about this, let me introduce our company to you again,” she offered.

After Yan Min spoke, she once again carefully outlined the details of her company.

Her company had been established last year and until now, had only produced three movies, none of which were very successful at the box office.

Only their third film had won an award at a minor film festival.

“I Am Not the God of Medicine” was their fourth project, and it was now facing a crisis of being halted due to the investors pulling out at the last minute.

To be honest, companies like hers were a dime a dozen in the film industry.

Tang Feng was willing to invest fifty million to acquire a company like this – from an outsider’s perspective, it definitely seemed like a risky move.

“Are you still sure about your investment?” Yan Min finished her introduction and looked at Tang Feng again.

But to her astonishment, Tang Feng had already begun signing the contract.

By the time she finished speaking, he had just finished signing the last character and then pushed the two copies of the contract towards her.

“Mr. Yan, it’s your turn to sign. Once you sign, I’ll transfer the money immediately,” said Tang Feng, leaning back in his chair with an air of contentment.

Yan Min was at a loss whether to laugh or to cry.

This Mr. Tang really acted with decisive speed; she was having trouble keeping up with his pace.

But since he had made up his mind, she couldn’t dissuade him any further and signed the contract as well.

There were still some formalities to complete, and once they were all taken care of, Tang Feng would become the major shareholder of the company.

Tang Feng acted the part of the hands-off manager, delegating all these tasks to Yan Min to handle.

This also made Yan Min sense his trust, and a heart that had been in suspense finally settled.

Just as she finished signing, the company’s financial officer suddenly knocked on the door of the office, beaming with joy to report, “Mr. Yan, our company account has just received a transfer of fifty million, our project can continue now.”

Yan Min was once more impressed by Tang Feng’s prompt action.

For others, it might take days or even weeks to go through the process, but for him, it was all completed in just a moment.

“Then let’s wish each other a successful cooperation,” she said as she handed one of the two copies of the contract to Tang Feng, then extended her hand once more.

Tang Feng grasped her delicate hand for the third time, finding it rather addictive, “Mr. Yan, don’t be polite. From now on, we are family. If the money is not enough, just let me know, my money is your money.”

Yan Min was momentarily stunned.

Although she understood his intentions, why did it sound so awkward?

“Mr. Tang, our crew has shot some sample footage, and I even had the director cut a teaser trailer. Would you like to take a look and see if there’s anything that needs improvement?” she asked.

“Absolutely, I’d be honored,” he replied.

Tang Feng was quite curious about the movie too.

What kind of movie could it be to have the system predict a box office of over three billion?

With his rough knowledge of the film industry, there were only a handful of movies that had made over three billion at the box office.

Yan Min then pulled up the sample footage from her computer.

The footage looked rough, the lighting was dim, and there was quite a bit of noise.

It would certainly need to be re-edited, color graded, and dubbed.

Yet these few raw clips still had a profound impact on Tang Feng and Xu Xinling.

The acting skills of the actors in them were quite impressive; the pain, struggle, and desperation to survive of those lower-class characters were very touching.

Besides these clips, there was also a teaser trailer that outlined the film’s general storyline.

Several scenes in it were particularly moving.

Tang Feng was still okay, though moved, he could control his emotions.

But Xu Xinling couldn’t help herself and started crying profusely, eventually burying her face in Tang Feng’s chest and sobbing loudly.

“They are so pitiful, I really want to help them, wuu wuu wuu…”

Listening to her crying, Tang Feng found himself at a loss for words, “Big sister, it’s just a movie after all.”

Though he said so, his voice was choked up as well.

The film was indeed exceptionally well made.

If previously he had decided to invest in the movie merely based on the system’s prompt,

Now, it was genuinely from the heart.

“Mr. Yan, such a great movie is worth the potential loss. If you run short of funds later on, just let me know,” he said, looking earnestly at Yan Min.

Yan Min, who had been somewhat apprehensive, finally relaxed completely upon hearing his words.

“Rest assured, Mr. Tang, fifty million is sufficient, I will not let down your expectations,” she replied.

“That’s good to hear. When the movie is released, I’ll be the first to book a showing,” he said with satisfaction, and then turned to look at the expectant staff outside, “It looks like everyone hasn’t had dinner yet. Mr. Yan, gather all the staff, let’s go out and celebrate a little.”

“Sure,” she said.

…

Meanwhile, in the president’s office of Huanhai Entertainment Company,

The president, Lou Wanyu, angrily threw the financial report onto the table, “Useless, all so incredibly useless.”

His temper was usually very mild, and the company’s staff had never seen their president lose his cool, always calm as if nothing could disturb him.

But today, he just couldn’t contain his rage.

All the movies his company had invested in during the first half of the year had flopped, without exception.

Two of them had even involved investments of over a hundred million.

Now, they had lost everything.

With such massive losses, he didn’t know how to explain to the demanding shareholders.

As the leading figure in Zhonghai’s film industry to present such results, he would soon become the industry’s laughingstock.

It seemed he had been too lenient before.

This time, an example had to be made.