Be A Millionaire Overnight

0Senbao heard someone talking and opened his eyes. When he saw Wan Qian, he quickly turned off the music and stood up. It was like a student running into their homeroom teacher after stealing a cellphone.    

    

"It's fine, take a seat. "Don't be nervous."    

    

Chairman Wan's reputation in Riverside College was far above average.    

    

Several school executives were fired by Wan Qian's thunderous method. The faces of the higher-ups on the side of the yard changed as they talked to Wan Qian.    

    

He wondered again and again if he had offended Wan Qian in the teaching process. He was afraid that he would be the next to be expelled.    

    

You know, getting into college to teach is not an easy thing. It would be too much of an injustice if he let a little negligence in his work, or offended the chairman of the board, and got rid of him.    

    

"Ten thousand... Chairman Wan, you came. Why didn't you tell me in advance so that I could go downstairs and receive you? "    

    

Senbao sat down and asked in a testing manner.    

    

He did not dare to underestimate this young man in front of him.    

    

The boss behind the Qiantong Group, which had been spreading like wildfire lately, was this young man in front of him.    

    

Others might not know, but he knew it very well.    

    

"Nothing else. I heard there's a music festival outside? I want a place in the department for Faangfaang. "What do you think about this?"    

    

Wan Qian knocked his legs and asked.    

    

Senbao did not expect Wan Qian to ask about this in person, and he was sweating nervously. He knew that if he didn't answer correctly, he would most likely be fired.    

    

After all, the chairman of a private school had the most power.    

    

"Ten thousand... Chairman Wan, it's like this. The slot had already been won by the princess of Golden Light Company, Jin Xi. "We … we …"    

    

Senbao said as he weighed the pros and cons.    

    

This Golden Light Company was the holder of the largest port in Mo Capital. Trade was nearly 10 billion yuan a day. The company's valuation was even higher at 90 trillion. This was not something an ordinary company could compare to.    

    

Everyone knew that the Grand Princess of Golden Light was a music fanatic. With the sound of his own outstanding voice and the support of his family's rich financial resources, he had always been able to reach the periphery of the entertainment circle.    

    

He was just one step away from entering the entertainment industry.    

    

It just so happened that the investor for this year's music festival was Jin Can Corporation. Therefore, it was even harder than ascending the heavens to become the lead singer.    

    

"Does that mean I can't?"    

    

Wan Qian changed his legs and said.    

    

Senbao lowered his head and did not dare to look into Ye Zichen's eyes.    

    

When he got up early to report, he did indeed report Faangfaang's name. However, when the members of Jin Can's company saw the students recommended by Qiantong Group's school, they immediately gave them to the PASS.    

    

He only found out about this later. However, he never dared to tell Wan Qian.    

    

"The truth is... "The truth is …"    

    

Senbao couldn't think of any good excuse to explain this matter. In other words, he himself was helpless in this matter.    

    

If it was his own festival, he would have to tie Faangfaang up to the stage even if he had to. After all, he was the chairman of the board of directors. How could he not do his best?    

    

"Enough. Now organize another music festival for me. The scale must definitely surpass that Golden Can company's. Media friend, star, I'm looking for you. "You'll be responsible for the audience."    

    

Wan Qian stood up and said.    

    

Since Golden Light Company refused to give him face and openly competed with him, then let them see who was the true boss of the industry.    

    

Senbao heard Wan Qian's tone and didn't seem to blame him. He quickly thanked him and said, "Chairman, don't worry. I will do my best to find the best venue and use all of my resources to attract the audience."    

    

"As soon as possible."    

    

After saying that, Wan Qian walked out the door and headed towards the school's cafeteria. He also called out Liu Sisi. I'd like to ask them if there are any areas in the National Youth Association that they need help with.    

    

After all, it wasn't an easy task for him to spend money everyday. You have to use all kinds of resources.    

    

After arriving at the dining room, he bought two cups of cold drinks and found a bench to sit on.    

    

"Tang Yan, contact the studio and arrange a few singers for me. I'll be back in two days to help with the singing."    

    

Wan Qian sent a message to Tang Yan.    

    

"Director Wan, I don't know what's going on with the studios recently, but they don't seem to want to buy into our movie theater." It even indicated that some of the films were no longer going to be broadcast in our theater, saying that they would go online to perform. This is f * cking crazy. "    

    

Tang Yan replied.    

    

The cost of a film is at least a billion dollars. And the show was broadcast for free.    

    

That one billion just went down the drain. But the studio was not a charity and would not allow such a thing to happen. Unless someone bought all of their movies.    

    

The latter was more likely.    

    

Then this person must be Zhang Haisheng. In order to combat the influence of Qiantong cinemas, at the cost of a large sum of money, directly buy the rights of several films to be broadcast online. which reduces people's chances of going out to see movies.    

    

While it seemed like they were fighting for the rights to the film, they were actually trying to take control of the studio.    

    

As long as he had the right to speak in a movie, he would be in control of the bargaining chips with the studio. And behind the studios is a lot of star resources.    

    

This was a piece of precious wealth.    

    

"Regardless of whether they are big or small stars, their appearance fee is five billion. Ten of them first. "    

    

Wan Qian sent a message saying that he had transferred 50 billion to Tang Yan. Since the studio didn't want to cooperate, they skipped the studio and talked directly to the agency. For a price of five billion, there would probably be quite a few agencies that would come over to cooperate.    

    

"Okay, Director Wan. I'll contact the agency right now. "    

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Wan Qian called Hong again. "Hong, come over to participate in a music festival in two days. It was the lead singer of one of my students. And bring more of your media friends. The fee for calligraphy per person is five million. "    

    

"Really, Director Wan?! Many of my colleagues have been short on money recently, and if you could give them that much money, they would definitely be willing to come over. "    

    

"Let's start with fifty reporters. "I will inform you of the time and place."    

    

As Wan Qian said this, he transferred 250 million directly to Hong.    

    

"Wah!" Director Wan was so generous! "Sure, I'll definitely let my colleague pass!"    

    

After the call ended, Liu Sisi came to the dining room. He instantly recognized Wan Qian. "His temperament is the most outstanding." "Heh!"    

    

Liu Sisi patted Wan Qian on the shoulder, but almost threw him over the back.    

    

"Oh my god, why is your reaction so intense?"    

    

Liu Sisi said with lingering fear.    

    

"Sorry, instinctual reaction."    

    

Wan Qian quickly handed over the drinks and explained. He didn't think that there would be such a huge reaction when someone patted his shoulder from behind.    

    

Liu Sisi only forgave him when she saw that Wan Qian did not mean it. Ye Zichen rolled his eyes, then took the drinks and sat opposite Wan Qian, "Boss Wan, why are you looking for me again?"    

    

"Look at you. Can't I have a chat with you? "How is the orphanage now?"    

    

Ever since they had funded the orphanage, they had not cared about their current development.    

    

"It's pretty good. Your last grant was enough for them to eat for a year. The rest was still being sold in the surrounding towns. and it's kind of brought a business to their department. "    

    

Liu Sisi said while chewing on the straw. So it was like that. That's good. It wasn't easy for Principal Zhang either. The other welfare homes were all paid to enter. He was, on the other hand, completely philanthropic. If you don't want to earn money, you have to stick with it. "    

    

"What do you know?" This is called love, this is called blessings. "    

    

Liu Sisi rolled her eyes at Wan Qian once again, feeling that she couldn't communicate with this kind of businessman.    

    

"Good, good, good. Then I came today to give my love. The group from last time hasn't been dissolved, right? "Why haven't they sent their requests over yet?"    

    

"Boss Wan didn't say anything, so how could we dare to say anything?" After all, you are a listed company with a market value of 50 billion. Everyone is still waiting to go to work at your company after graduation. "    

    

Liu Sisi said. She felt that Wan Qian should be the one to initiate the conversation. How could he wait for his subordinates to explain it to him?    

    

"That's true. "It's my fault for being inconsiderate."    

    

With that, Wan Qian opened up the WeChat group and found the National Youth Association volunteer group. There were a total of more than two thousand people. He sent a million red packets without saying anything. "On average, each person will receive 500 yuan." Hello, students. Thanks for helping to distribute the flyers last time. As a result of everyone's efforts, take-out has occupied the national market and become the largest take-out platform in the country! This is just good intentions, no need to be courteous, everyone! "    

    

Wan Qian added a paragraph of text.