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Mr. Zhao, whose real name is Zhao Chenyou, is a native of Shandong, China, who started in the electronics industry and then came to South Korea to invest. His projects are complex and cumbersome, and can be divided into two categories, namely the first line of investment in Asia and the rest of the fragments.
Chaoya Investment must go bankrupt, because no one will fish in troubled waters under the eyes of the Seoul branch inspector, if Lin Weiran is Mr. Zhao, then his property is a little small, but for a person who originally had nothing, it is a lot.
The 1.7 billion yuan taken out from Chaoya Investment has now become 'You Are My Destiny' and 'Family Birth', one is a Japanese drama whose ratings have swept South Korea, and the other is the leader of the current variety show ratings. The investment has tripled, and the money is already enough, but Lin Weiran is doing a business, so he earns more.
Shinhan Advertising completely fell into the hands of Lin Weiran, although he was still the representative director on the surface, but in fact he had complete control of the advertising company. Shinhan is not slightly famous in the industry, because 2% of the pure water and Samsung's new series of mobile phones are produced in the name of Shinhan, so it has risen very fast, even if the bankruptcy of the investment company has affected it, but from the perspective of the Korean advertising market, it is still among the best.
At the end of the year, there was still some money and some shares left, the former was enough for Lin Weiran to maintain the company's operations for two quarters, while the latter allowed him to control half of the share of 'IdolWorld' and 'Virtual Idol', which was enough to compete with Xu Ren.
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Robbing is really the fastest way to make money, and after doing this business, Lin Weiran is not what it used to be.
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In September, the sun over Seoul is still the height of autumn tigers, and fewer and fewer pedestrians go out during the day, and only a large number of pedestrians take to the streets at night to cool off. The scorching sun is the natural enemy of every woman, even the rough-skinned and thick-skinned men will feel the burning pain of the skin because of the sun, and the beauties who know how to maintain and are delicate will not go out.
Han Weiyi stayed at home all day in this way, and didn't even go to the filming site. She was lying on the couch, with the remote control that she was most willing to fiddle with on weekdays by her side, and the news had been broadcast on TV for a whole day, and the host took turns to read, but the script read out was still like a sleepy Bible.
KBS is South Korea's national television, and it is not surprising that there is a channel that broadcasts news 24 hours a day, but the key is that there are absolutely no advertisements in between, showing the grace and luxury of national television. In contrast, SBS, MBC and the like can only succumb to the last seat, snickering to see how domineering this big brother is.
As the saying goes, there have only been three reports on Chaoya's investment from the beginning to the present, and then it has sunk into the sea, as if there is no news that can be regarded as a story that can be reported. It was nine o'clock, Han Weiyi picked up the remote control and changed the channel, the huge LED screen screen was changed, but he was still a serious-looking news anchor, if SBS's nine-point news is biased towards entertainment style, MBC's is more biased towards culture, then KBS is Zhongzheng, and the angle is the most objective.
The hour's news was about to run out, and Han Weiyi still didn't see the news she wanted to see.
The doorbell rang, it was a pager located downstairs in the apartment, Han Weiyi got up from the sofa, and went to the answering phone at the door of the room to see the face she wanted to see from the news.
She was slightly stunned, and when the doorbell rang again, she opened the door.
It will take a while to come up from downstairs, Han Weiyi left the door for the visitor and turned around and walked back to the house, took a cursory look at the furnishings in the whole house, and didn't feel anything wrong, she walked to the sofa and straightened her hair, then sat cross-legged on the sofa, and turned off the TV with the remote control.
She looked in the direction of the doorway, waiting to hear the story.
The person who came directly entered the door, did not see the slippers and did not look for them, and went directly into the house wearing socks. This was the first time he had entered this apartment, so his first impression was that it was big, and there seemed to be something special about the dΓ©cor. When he got out of the entrance, he saw Han Weiyi waiting on the sofa to listen to the story at first glance, he was not embarrassed, he walked over and sat on the sofa with a smile. β¦,
Han Weiyi was wearing a loose white cashmere sweater, ink-colored slacks on her legs, and her hair was casually tied up on her head, looking at both home and home. But with a pair of bare feet, like the only bright color in an ink painting, suddenly but not abrupt, eye-catching.
The person who came was Lin Weiran, and he was sitting a little far away from Han Weiyi, as if this distance could shorten the distance between them.
Han Weiyi said bluntly: "Don't talk nonsense, get straight to the point." β
Lin Weiran smiled and asked, "What do you want to know?" β
"Won or lost?"
"Win."
"Is it difficult?"
"It's not difficult, it's simple, it's straightforward, it's effective."
"What did you get?"
"A lot."
Han Weiyi frowned slightly, and pretended to be angry: "Doesn't what you said mean you didn't say it?" I'm going to listen to a story, not a Zen machine you're playing here. β
Seeing her smiling face, Lin Weiran knew that she wasn't really angry, but just asked, "Is there water?" Came all the way and was thirsty. β
"Wait, it's not water to drink."
Han Weiyi simply got up, went to the living room bar not far away, tiptoed a bottle of red wine, and walked back with two glasses in his left hand, still barefoot.
"Actually, you don't have to give me a good drink, I can't drink it." Lin Weiran watched her skillfully open the wine, but this wine bottle felt that it was expensive.
Han Weiyi didn't care and said: "If you can't drink it, you can learn it, but if you can't learn it, you just need to know that it's expensive." Because thinking about it is expensive, it naturally tastes good. β
Red wine was poured into the two goblets, and Lin Weiran certainly couldn't drink anything, but she was really thirsty. His eye sockets were slightly sunken, with a faint dark circle, his cheeks were a little sagging, and his complexion was even more sallow.
Han Weiyi suddenly asked, "It's very hard, this time." β
Putting down the wine glass, Lin Weiran smiled and said, "Well, it's really hard." β
"It's so hard, there must be a lot of things to get."
"A lot, for me."
"At what cost?"
Lin Weiran was stunned for a moment, and said lightly: "There are a lot, one person has died, and another person is going to prison." β
Han Weiyi asked, "The one who died is the enemy?" β
Lin Weiran nodded.
Han Weiyi was silent for a moment and asked, "You want to threaten me?" β
Lin Weiran shook his head and said, "No, what I promised to you is for you, but that favor will become something else, such as you owe me once." β
Han Weiyi said: "Let me owe you a favor? I'm so scared of cramps. I was going to pay you back......"
Lin Weiran interrupted: "Then pay me back." β
Han Weiyi stared at his cheekiness and glared, "Dream, the contract is all signed." β
Lin Weiran let out an 'oh', feeling a little pity.
'You Are My Destiny' has recouped its investment and made a lot of profits, and KBS's request for a series and an increase in investment is a collaborative project, so there is nothing wrong with such requests. But for Lin Weiran and Han Weiyi's production company, KBS making such a request before they have recouped their investment is tantamount to kicking them out. If you can't come up with the money, the second half of the TV series will be wholly owned by KBS, and according to the growth law of TV drama ratings, this move is tantamount to monopolizing most of the revenue. Han Weiyi obtained Lin Weiran's approval, and the successful injection of private money made KBS dispel the idea of monopolizing the majority, and the cooperation can continue thanks to Han Weiyi.
Speaking of 'the birth of a family', because of the huge investment in location shooting, the labor cost of the film crew is already expensive, plus Lee Hyo-ri's 'salary' of 10 million per issue and Yoo Jae-seok's 'salary' of 14 million per issue, the production cost of shooting one issue is nearly 100 million won. Lin Weiran's 800 million has already been used up, and he has relied on profit turnover to persist until now, and he can't take out any big money at once. SBS also has the intention of completely grasping the 'birth of the family' in its hands, and learned that this little-known production company may face a funding gap, so it also set up many obstacles, which are also Han Weiyi came forward to settle the situation, so as to win the current situation of sitting on the profit. β¦,
According to the situation during this time, Lin Weiran couldn't spare her hands to find funds, these two projects were handled by Han Weiyi, since it was a cooperation, and it was not a relationship between her boss and subordinates, she should make more money.
After drinking some wine, Lin Weiran felt a little dizzy, he often had insomnia these days, on the one hand, because of Guo Dahua, who could no longer appear in front of him, and on the other hand, naturally because of Gu Huan.
"Is the one going to jail a friend?"
Faced with Han Weiyi's question again, Lin Weiran hesitated, and finally said, "Yes, it's a friend." β
"Very good friend?" Han Weiyi asked, as if she had seen something from Lin Weiran's hesitation.
Lin Weiran raised her eyes to look at her, and inside the loose cashmere sweater, a seductive body loomed.
"Friends above you."
Hearing this answer, Han Weiyi was a little surprised, she leaned over and put down her wine glass, showing good flexibility.
"It's all settled, but you can't pretend that nothing happened." She leaned back on the sofa, her posture was lazy, she looked at Lin Weiran and smiled: "Little virgin, do you still let her know nothing?" β
Lin Weiran was a little stiff, and her whole body was covered in it. Hearing this woman say this word in front of her, the already somewhat ambiguous atmosphere became even more charming. He seemed to be able to smell the aroma of the red wine in the glass, just like the smell of this woman, intoxicating and mellow, and people couldn't help but want to taste it.
He froze, bowed his head, and said, "There are some things I never want her to know. β
"It's enviable, little virgin." Han Weiyi sighed with a smile, looking at the roof, not knowing what Lu Dao was thinking.
The room was quiet, but Lin Weiran's heart was even more restless, and the force he was holding on to it was getting bigger and bigger, and the rationality and calmness in front of this woman in the past showed signs of a slight collapse.
He drank the wine from his glass, but the liquid did not sober him up.
The room was very quiet, as if a pin could be heard, and the soft sound of the mobile phone 'buzzing' made Lin Weiran ring The purpose of this is simply to inform Han Weiyi that he will not leave, and he is now more powerful than ever.
Lin Weiran lowered her head to check the text message, and was slightly stunned when she saw the content, then stood up, put it on the coffee table in front of her, and said softly: "There is still something to do, I will go first." β
"Okay." Han Weiyi replied softly, looking at the ceiling until the sound of the door closing.
She looked back at the coffee table, where there were two empty glasses and a bottle of red wine that was only half left. She looked puzzled, as if she couldn't understand anything, and she didn't seem to understand Lin Weiran.
"What a waste." She sighed softly, not knowing if Lu Dao was talking about the wine or herself.
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went out, got off the elevator, got into the car, and Lin Weiran, who was sitting in the driver's seat, did not start the newly bought car for a long time.
He couldn't help but take out his phone again, looking at the text message on it, stunned.
There is a small line of print on the screen.
'Take me there, the best hotel. β