Although it is only the beginning of February, March is the most tense time for the grand festival.

In fact, the reason is very simple, because there are "two meetings" and "3.15".

To achieve this level of enterprise, Cheng Tianqiao has dealt with the above and paid attention to the relationship with the above.

This is actually very normal, Shanda needs to create a good xx relationship.

In recent years, the policy risk has exceeded the imagination of outsiders, the pressure is very, very great, and some things need to be communicated repeatedly with xx senior management.

There have been several times when xx wants to ban online games altogether, if then all online game companies will cease to exist, but Shanda has finally avoided it.

Century Chinese Network has developed to this point, and it is impossible to avoid dealing with xx, otherwise something goes wrong, if there is no one to help carry it, it may face the risk of closing the station at any time.

Therefore, in the first few days after returning to the magic capital, Lin Weidong was with Chen Tianqiao almost every day, and the highest level of meetings was at the ministerial level.

In addition, Cheng Tianqiao also often meets with xx senior executives.

However, for Lin Weidong, he doesn't like to deal with these officials very much, they are all like uncles, and their mouths are full of high-sounding official words.

Of course, the most uncomfortable thing is Cheng Tianqiao, because of the grand game, he is not only often asked by the leaders to drink tea, but also has to endure the spitting of the people of the whole country.

It's no wonder that Cheng Tianqiao wants Shanda to change careers, because as long as Shanda makes a mistake in online games, even if he knows that it is not his fault, the top and bottom will put the responsibility on his head.

After visiting a leader, Cheng Tianqiao sat in the back seat of the car and saw Lin Weidong, who was also listless. He said earnestly: "Weidong, no matter what industry you do, you can't avoid dealing with them." ”

"Actually, our game industry is pretty good, at least it hasn't been completely killed, and it can still be maintained, have you ever heard of Huaguo science fiction?"

Lin Weidong thought for a while and shook his head: "Do we have science fiction in China?"

Cheng Tianqiao said: "There was originally one, but now there is none." ”

"I think that at the beginning, in the eighties, I cleaned up spiritual pollution and killed science fiction, the older generation of science fiction writers Ye Yonglie, Tong Enzheng, Zheng Wenguang...... All career changes!"

Lin Weidong nodded: "It's a pity, we Chinese people can only watch foreign science fiction." ”

Cheng Tianqiao then asked: "Have you ever heard of Guoman?"

Lin Weidong pondered for a moment and said calmly: "Yes, yes, but I watched them when I was a child, like "Hulu Brothers" and "Black Cat Sheriff", these are old films, and I have almost never watched the new ones. ”

Cheng Tianqiao said bluntly: "It's normal, just because an old cadre doesn't like Han Yuliang's illustration of a female swimsuit, he killed the smash hit king of picture books, and Guoman has been stagnant for more than ten years......"

"As for the next ten years,Whether Guoman will develop,I'm not optimistic about it. ”

Speaking of emotion, Cheng Tianqiao couldn't help but sigh: "Weidong, don't say these frustrating words, you have to work hard, and strive to break through the net profit of 1 million this year, and when the time comes, we will continue to pay you for financing." ”

Listening to Cheng Tianqiao's words, Lin Weidong nodded: "Don't worry, Mr. Lin, I will do my best to meet your requirements." ”

To be honest, Lin Weidong was skeptical about Cheng Chengqiao's ability at first.

After many contacts, Lin Weidong only had a four-word evaluation of Cheng Tianqiao, who was a few years older than himself: beyond imagination.

As the godfather of Huaguo's online games, Cheng Tianqiao's life is too rough, but he has a good grasp of his mentality, and he, like Lin Weidong, likes to eat braised pork the most.

Moreover, Cheng Tianqiao knows how to give the right power to the right person at the right time, and his way of employing people has simply reached the level of freedom and release.

Moreover, these delegated powers can seek the maximum benefits for Shanda.

For example, Shanda invested in Century Chinese.com, although Cheng Tianqiao has a 10% stake and is also the second largest shareholder of Century Chinese.com, he basically will not interfere with any of Lin Weidong's decisions, allowing Lin Weidong to play freely within the legal range.

At the end of February, Jay Chow appeared on the cover of the Asian edition of Time Magazine, and was praised by the magazine as "the new generation of Asian music king", and also believed that he "may one day be on the Western charts", and the limelight is unparalleled for a while.

This morning.

Lin Weidong is in the office, handling some of the company's affairs.

Sun Nan called in and asked Lin Weidong if he could try to write a song similar to Jay Cou.

Lin Weidong smiled and asked, "Brother Nan, what style do you want?" Is it a nunchuck?"

Sun Nan hurriedly denied: "Of course not, where is this kind of song suitable for me to sing, isn't it a joke?"

Lin Weidong asked again: "Then what style do you want, be specific." ”

So, Sun Nan told Lin Weidong in detail about his thoughts on the phone.

Sun Nan's meaning is actually very simple, that is, he hopes that Lin Weidong can write a poem, similar to the Chinese-style work of Jay Cou's "East Wind Breaking".

Although Lin Weidong no longer needs to make money by writing songs, who would be afraid of having more money?

Write a song casually, you can earn money for a house, this kind of thing, for the current Lin Weidong, there is still a certain temptation.

Just when Lin Weidong was pondering what kind of Chinese style song to write, Wu Wenhui knocked on the door and walked in.

Lin Weidong raised his head, glanced at Wu Wenhui, and asked with interest, "Wenhui, is there something wrong?"

After Wu Wenhui sat down, he solemnly said to Lin Weidong: "Mr. Lin, I want to open up a category on our website. ”

Lin Weidong asked curiously, "What type of development do you want to develop?"

Wu Wenhui said seriously: "I want to add a realistic theme to the urban classification, I have always felt that there are too many difficulties in fantasy adaptation, and it is difficult to sell copyrights, if we can open up a realistic theme, there should be many authors involved." ”

Lin Weidong lit a cigarette and asked faintly: "Wen Hui, do you know why our Huaguo can't produce anime like "Dragon Ball"?"

Wu Wenhui was stunned and looked at Lin Weidong suspiciously: "Why?"

Lin Weidong said with a straight face: "Because the joke is not nonsense, and the adaptation is not a random edit." ”

"Obviously, we don't have such animation soil in China at all, if it's filmed by foreigners, then it's no problem if we buy the copyright to broadcast it, if it's filmed by our own people, then whether it can be broadcast or not is another matter. ”

Without waiting for Wu Wenhui to answer, Lin Weidong continued: "Wenhui, let me ask you, do you think you can write about reality with realistic themes?"

Wu Wenhui thought about it seriously, and said uncertainly: "It should be no problem! ”

Lin Weidong smiled and said bluntly: "You lie, in fact, you don't have any confidence in your heart." ”

"Actually, you know it very well. If you can't write about reality, then what's the need for such a realistic theme?"

Wu Wenhui thought about it, and felt that what Lin Weidong said was right, and he had to admit that what Lin Weidong said was indeed the truth.

Even if Century Chinese Network has the ability to promote essays on realistic themes to the outside world, what writers can write can only be stories outside reality, real stories, and cannot appear.

Not to mention real events, even if it is a real place, it can't appear in online articles, and what kind of realistic literature is there.

Thinking of this, Wu Wen sighed helplessly: "Okay, Mr. Lin, excuse me, I'm taking it for granted." ”