After Divorce, I Can Hear the Future

Chapter 118: Already Become a New Force

Lu Liang's brows were furrowed as he

Therefore, Zhang Chen hoped that Lu Liang would step in to offer support to their production side, to avoid getting squeezed too hard by the cinema chains.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu, for disrupting your rest."

Joy appeared in Zhang Chen's eyes as he repeatedly expressed his gratitude.

Meanwhile, online entries related to "Xia Luo's Worry" also surpassed the sales entries for the Tesla Mao Dou X.

A movie ticket costs a few tens of dollars, and a car is over a million. Netizens can relate more to the former.

"Production cost of 20 million, opening day box office of 35 million—the dark horse of the year has already been born."

"Didn't expect such a cliché story to be made so brilliantly; it's really good."

"In one sentence, prove that you watched 'Xia Luo's Worry'."

"No~ Qiu Ya~"

Online discussions were heated; some forces lurking in the film industry started to grow restless.

Though the movie had been released, it didn't mean there were no profits to be made; promotional and marketing expenses could be considered a kind of financing.

Happy Mahua, a newcomer to the film industry, might not be able to come up with 43% of the marketing expenses, and they would be only too happy to provide the service.

Perhaps some film investors couldn't produce their share of the promotional expenses either, and they too were eager to help.

At worst, it could lead to making new friends. The return of invested capital in movies is slow and complicated, and box office revenues could still collapse later on.

Assuming a total box office of 500 million, after applying a discount of seven or eight tenths, they would be more than willing to buy back shares to take on the risk.

In short, Happy Mahua, with a production cost of 20 million and possibly breaking 500 million box office, had become a juicy piece of meat that everyone wanted to bite.

Thus, they searched and searched...

In the end, they found Lu Liang, who invested for a 25% stake, and everyone, as if seeing a ghost, lost interest all at once.

After all, the news that Tianxing Private Equity's net value had increased by 84% in the first month had already spread throughout the circle.

Countless tycoons were lined up, waving their cash, anticipating the second fund from Lu Liang.

Now, to offend Lu Liang, they figured they wouldn't even need him to act personally; others would surely help out.

He had become a new power on the scene.

...

It was just past one in the morning when Lu Liang finally finished his work.

He took out two ticket stubs, snapped a photo, and uploaded it to Weibo: "Good to watch, love to watch, everybody go see it."

After all, he had a 25% investment share; no one could dilute his equity. The higher the box office, the more he could earn.

Lu Liang tossed aside the ticket stubs, put away his phone, and didn't bother to respond to netizens asking whom he went to see the movie with.

He walked over to the rest area and saw Su Wanyu curled up just like a cat, her eyelids fluttering in a battle of sleep.

It seemed like she was asleep, but also not. Her eyes were vacant, without a gleam: "Are you done?"

"All done, let's go back to sleep," Lu Liang chuckled, asking softly, "Or do you want me to carry you?"

Su Wanyu suddenly became alert, her eyes opening wide with a mixture of anticipation and hesitation, "Can you?"

"If you're not too heavy."

"I'm just over a hundred pounds."

Excited, Su Wanyu jumped onto Lu Liang's back, feeling his broad shoulders, and contentedly remarked, "So broad, so comfortable."

"Let's go then. We're heading back."

Lu Liang couldn't suppress his smile, asked his cousin to lock up the place, and then went back to sleep. He drove himself home.