The boss of their company is also a person with dreams.

I took a fancy to the animation industry and wanted to make a fortune, so I invested all my money in it.

Go down in flames.

The sale was also a matter of necessity, and he understood the boss.

"So your boss wants to continue to find someone who likes anime to sell your company?"

Yang Chong nodded.

"Your company is not big, how much money do you need?"

This is what Chen Yang needs to pay attention to, how much is the price, is he enough money?

I don't have money this month, but I will have money next month.

It really can't be done, it's okay to wait until next year, everything is ready, and he believes that he can find a sum of money.

Anime, he also wants to make it, and he likes anime more than movies.

Maybe it's an otaku's dream, and it's also a novelist's hobby.

Otaku 90% like to watch anime, and their obsession with anime can be described as forgetting to sleep and eat.

"It's not very clear, at least more than 10 million."

More than 10 million, it is still a small company, and the scale is not large.

The people inside are all elites in the industry, and if it weren't for the lack of achievements, the price would be higher.

"So expensive?"

"It's cheap, you know how much our company was worth back then? Fifty million, the boss didn't sell it, and now, the boss regrets it. ”

A company that has experienced glory and is going to perish.

The value is down by four-fifths, and the rest may continue to fall.

I can't accept it, I can't hold it anymore.

"I'll go, your company looks pretty good."

"I don't dare to say that I am the top in the industry, but I am one of the best in the industry."

There are only so many animation companies in the whole country, and how many of them do special effects.

How much can be left? There aren't many of them.

"Hey, now I have technology, but it's not good enough for foreign countries, and everyone who makes movies goes to find foreign ones, and what about animation, I can't do it myself, so it's scrapped."

Foreign technology is stronger than theirs.

Especially the special effects, which are a big mess.

Instead of giving money to them to waste, it is better to double the price and make it well.

"There's too much money for me to take over, haha."

"Haha, you think too much, I just want to find someone to talk to, and it's uncomfortable to hold it in my heart." Yang Chong didn't dare to say these things and concealed his daughter-in-law.

When I met Chen Yang, I thought it was a good outlet.

"You think I'm a trash can, huh?"

"I can't say that, but thank you."

Thank you for listening to my discomfort.

Chen Yang couldn't cry or laugh, and waved his hand again and again.

"No, no thanks, I'm just chatting with ordinary friends."

"Thank you, you know, people like us rarely speak from our hearts."

The same people, who take things to heart, will not say it until the last moment.

"Hey."

"Hey."

Life is difficult, and each is devastated.

You are not the only one who is sad, there are countless people.

"It's a pity that you're not a rich second generation, otherwise I would really want you to buy it."

"Hey, if you want to trap me, you can too, I also know the rich second generation, but it's ......."

With Chen Yang's eyes, Yang Chong understood.

"I know, I know, I'm just saying, if you really want to buy it, I really don't dare to take you over, after all, I can't fool my daughter's friend's father."

The way to pit people, you can go in by yourself, there is no need to involve other people.

"Haha, I can't imagine you still have a little conscience."

"Don't dare to say anything else, you must have a conscience."

Can't afford it.

It's too expensive, and the whole body is squeezed dry by Lu Dajie.

More than 10 million, this is just an estimate, and it hasn't been said for sure.

It could be more, it could be less.

Chen Yang couldn't take out 100,000 yuan, let alone 10 million.

"How long will your company last?"

"At the end of this year at most, if it doesn't work, the boss said, go out of business, sell it cheaply."

"I'm going, so miserable?"

"Hey, you don't know, this year's Guoman was the worst devastation, there is no masterpiece of his own, there is no hope." Yang Chong regretted: "No one wants to continue to persevere, after all, you don't want to walk the road with no end in sight, right?" ”

Ahead is a dead end.

A few big words, hanging in front, are you still leaving?

He is not the only company that has closed, so far, half of it has collapsed, and it is estimated that it will be by the end of the year.

It's nice to have half of the half left.

It's not a company that's miserable, it's an industry.

"Hey."

"Hey."

Sigh at each other and glance at each other.

It's hard to get a good time.

For a person who likes anime and the rich taste of Guoman, Chen Yang doesn't want to see Guoman die.

That would be the sadness of many anime lovers.

It was as if he heard the wails of those people, the sorrow of their hearts.

In my ears, the wind blew countless sounds.

Chirp crooked in his ear and wailed, telling, in pain.

Their faces, their voices, and their moods were all presented in Chen Yang's mind.

"Whew."

Take a deep breath and shake off all illusions.

Chen Yang patted his chest, he also wanted to do it, but he didn't have the money.

Money is a good thing.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just a pity."

"Thank you for your pity."

Yang Chong was stunned for a moment, and then grateful.

I can understand their hard work, not that they don't act, but that they can't do it.

"Don't be so sad, I'm not in a good mood, it's a good day."

Teacher's Day should be a joyous one.

As a result, talking about heavy topics, happy, went with the wind.

"yes, happy day, what are you talking about?"

"Haha, come on, let's talk about something happy."

Anime things, it's not something they can interfere with.

Give up this topic, in their hearts, they all know that they can't let go.

"Can you ask a presumptuous question?"

"Yes."

"How do you make money?" How can a housewife and man earn money if they don't go out?

This is what he is curious about, and although he can now rely on the Internet to make money, he is still curious.

"I, you can understand it as a writer."

"Novelist?"

"Yes, those who write novels earn some milk powder money, not much."

Chen Yang is very modest, and the milk powder money is not much.

If Yang Chong knew that so far, Chen Yang had earned more than two million, and this number continued to grow, he would be even more surprised.

"How much can you have in a month?"

"It depends, writing novels is the same as your anime, the high-class ones eat fat, the medium-class ones can live, and the low-class ones don't have three meals a day."

"Looks like you're high-class, huh?"

Chen Yang shook his head: "No, I'm not considered high-level, medium-level." ”

"You're too modest."

Yang Chong understood that the man in front of him was a novelist.

In the age of the Internet, it is not a dream to earn money at home.

Writing novels, like drawing comics, is an otaku.