In addition to the more than 126 million in cash, the studio also has the income from the second and third rounds of broadcasting rights and webcasting rights of "Langya Bang".

It can be said that the studio has abundant cash at this time, and it can even support the studio's multiple projects at the same time!

After sorting out the benefits of the previous period, it is time to arrange the next work plan.

Wu Huai had a draft in his heart, and after a moment of silence, he said: "The position of the general manager of the studio is still held by Sister Ke, and everything inside is also managed by you. ”

"In addition, the brokerage department is directly responsible for you, and Tang Feifei and Zhao Huaxu are developing according to the plan we originally formulated. ”

"The personnel of each department can be appropriately expanded, and you can decide for yourself. ”

I don't know when, Xu Ke has become accustomed to Wu Huai's orders, and nodded solemnly.

Wu Huai turned to Yang Ruozhu again, and said with a smile: "Ruozhu's task here is a little heavier, the first thing is the establishment of the live broadcast division, and I will allocate 10 million to you as the initial fund, don't be reluctant to spend the money." ”

Yang Ruozhu's heart was pounding, even if she graduated from Yanda Guanghua, it was impossible for her to be directly responsible for tens of millions of projects.

It was her first time, a little nervous, a little apprehensive, but more of that rush to try!

"Okay, I'll take care of this matter!" Yang Ruozhu nodded with a serious expression.

After gaining an in-depth understanding of the live broadcast industry, she felt more and more that this industry was promising!

As Wu Huai said, only by grasping the terminal traffic, it is bound to grasp the right to speak in the future.

This is a test of her eye and judgment for looking at people!

Xu Ke couldn't help but be a little amazed, the development of the studio is so fast!

This time last year was just a small studio that was down and on the verge of bankruptcy.

And now, the announcement department has been established, artists have been signed, TV dramas have been invested, and even this live broadcast division has been established......

She even felt that she couldn't keep up with Wu Huai's footsteps.

"The second thing is to continue to follow up on the sales of the book "Langya Bang", mosquito meat is also meat, don't let others take advantage of us and call us stupid!" Wu Huai said with a smile.

Yang Ruozhu shook his head with a smile: "This is not mosquito meat, it can easily be tens of millions, don't worry, I will watch it!"

With Yang Ruozhu's words, Wu Huai was relieved.

"There is a third thing...... the second and third rounds of broadcasting rights and webcasting rights of "Langya Bang...... You and Sister Ke are in charge together, and you are in charge!" Wu Huai continued.

Yang Ruozhu was stunned for a moment, glanced at Xu Ke, shook his head and said, "Sister Ke will take the lead, I will help on the side." ”

"Don't, let's let you do this......" Xu Ke understood her thoughts, shook his head again and again, and said. "I was almost not tired some time ago, so I was lazy. ”

Wu Huai smiled and teased: "You don't have to shy away from it, since I am willing to let you take over, it means that I can trust you, can't you still trust yourself?"

Yang Ruozhu took a deep breath, nodded heavily and said, "Okay, I must go all out!"

"Just waiting for your words!" Wu Huai said with a smile.

In Yang Ruozhu, who is the main bearer, whether it is him or Xu Ke, it is much easier.

"Ah Huai, what about you?" Xu Ke asked suspiciously, "Do you want to rest for a while or are you ready to take the script?"

"It's not ......," Wu Huai shook his head with a smile and said, "It's our studio's second film and television work...... It's time for a project!"

……

"I'm back. After getting off work, as soon as he stepped through the door, Sorghum shouted with a smile.

This two-bedroom apartment, although not big, is well-lit, simple and clean, and it is much better than the previous rental house that was in disrepair and was very damp.

Li Youwei, a middle-aged woman who was mopping the floor, stopped what she was doing, looked at the sorghum and smiled softly: "Why did you come back so late, I took the food to the heat." ”

It was already past seven o'clock in the evening, but even if it was late, his wife would wait for him to eat together.

This is a habit she has developed for a long time, and when her children go to college, she thinks that only two people can eat together to eat.

"I forgot ......the time to write the script," Sorghum said apologetically, "I've made you wait a long time." ”

"The old husband and wife are still talking about this. Li You smiled and shook his head and said, "Wash your hands and come over and eat." ”

Sorghum and Li Youwei sat opposite each other and looked at his wife.

He could clearly see a few scarring silver hairs coming out of her dark and thick hair, her face was not as smooth and white as when she was young, dark spots were faintly visible, and the corners of her forehead and eyes were gradually showing signs of wrinkles......

Sorghum suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and his eyes were slightly moist.

The first acquaintance with Jun Xiang is like returning to an old friend, and the first sight of the two has made this marriage a success, and it has also allowed the person in front of him to accompany him through so many years of hard life.

Time flies, and the once young and beautiful little girl is no longer young, but still beautiful.

Looking at his wife, who was still gentle and virtuous in front of him, Sorghum's heart was full of gratitude.

Because he knows that not everyone can endure so many years of poverty.

Just like the script he's writing at this time!

Marriage surrenders in front of material, and love collapses in power and money.

The material possessions that should be exploited for love, affection, and moral compulsion all eat them up in turn.

Cruel...... But reality.

But his wife can accompany him as always, never complaining, and is willing to be happy.

This is a blessing that has taken many lifetimes to cultivate.

"Xiaowei, how many years have we been married?" asked Sorghum softly.

Listening to Sorghum's question, Li Youwei also recalled the past days.

At the beginning, I was attracted by his articles and talents, and I had to marry him despite the opposition of my family.

The two have been in love with each other and supported each other all the way, and although they lived a poor life, they still had a good taste.

Many people asked her if she regretted marrying Sorghum and living a hard life? Her answer was that she never regretted it!

Because she believes that sorghum loves herself and is willing to work hard to improve her life.

Since ancient times, literati have been arrogant, and sorghum from elementary school is no exception.

But for the sake of life and this family, Sorghum smoothed his temperament, lowered his arrogant head, and became a gunman for those so-called well-known screenwriters.

This moved her and at the same time felt a little tingling in her heart, she couldn't see the appearance of sorghum when she bowed her head.

He was such an arrogant person, because he had to subsidize the family to grovel to those bastards, she couldn't stand it.

But now, he has finally found his way to hold his head high and be high-spirited.

She is happy for him and even more proud of him, only she knows the hard work and the pressure and responsibility that Sorghum has put in over the years.

At the same time, she is also grateful to the child named Wu Huai, who gave her husband dignity and the opportunity to stand up.

"I married you at the age of twenty-one, and it has been twenty-five years now. Li Youwei looked at the sorghum gently and said softly.

Sorghum looked at his wife, who was no longer young but still beautiful, and said with emotion: "Yes, twenty-five years have passed in a flash...... Thank you for always being with me and never giving up. ”

"Oh, what are you talking about. Li Youwei's cheeks were a little red.

Just like the smiling woman she was twenty-five years ago.