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Xu Li extinguished his cigarette and sat down. He pointed to the sofa opposite him, and Xu Lei quickly leaned over to stub out the cigarette butt, then looked eagerly at him. "Xiao Si Xiao Wu's pay is high; even a small gig can bring in millions. There are plenty of luxurious endorsements available, but I'm holding back, taking my time to select carefully."
"What do you think of our domestic films?" Xu Lei shrugged, "What do I think? They’re unwatchable!"
"Exactly!" Xu Li glanced at the coffee table in front of him. "Our nation's power has risen, but our cultural soft power hasn't caught up. Film is one of the best ways to promote culture. Why is it that the whole world is adopting Western values? Have you ever thought about the connection?"
"I know a bit," Xu Lei said, pursing his lips, feeling somewhat irritated as he rubbed his hands over his suit pants. Xu Li pulled out a cigarette and tossed one to him before lighting up himself. "Do we lack money? He makes several hundred million a year; your company is thriving too, easily raking in billions annually. Why let all that money sit idle?"
"If that director's script is genuinely good and he's willing to invest time and effort into polishing the work, you could invest some money. If the film becomes a hit, would you worry about Xiao Si Xiao Wu not getting offers? As an investor, wouldn't you make more than what you'd pay him? Plus, it would help promote our Chinese culture—what's wrong with that?"
"You make it sound easy," Xu Lei scoffed, brushing off some ash from his cigarette. "This kind of big-budget production needs to recreate all sorts of mythical creatures; one mistake and it’ll be criticized. It feels like a tough sell. It might be safer to make some idol dramas or romantic films."
"If you don’t take on this domestic blockbuster scene, when will it ever rise?" Xu Li extended his hand toward Xu Lei, who looked a bit confused.
"What are you doing?"
"I think those songs are wasted on you; give them back."
"Don’t even think about it!" Xu Lei quickly scooted back, waving his hand impatiently. "Let’s wait until he comes back with the script and ideas. If they’re good, I’ll let them know; we can discuss investment later."
"I'll be waiting for your call." Xu Li shot him a sideways glance before extinguishing his cigarette and leaving the office. In the company lobby, he encountered a young man who quickly jogged over, shyly greeting him.
"Uncle!"
"How's your mom doing?" Xu Li asked.
The young man smiled gratefully. "Thank you for asking, Uncle. My mom is doing well now."
Xu Li patted the young man's shoulder. "No matter how busy work gets, don’t forget to spend time with her. I’m off now."
As he turned away from the young man’s retreating figure, he entered the boss's office and saw his boss grinning widely.
"I got it! I got it!"
"Boss!" Xu Lei waved him over. "I was just about to look for you."
The young man approached with curiosity.
"Here, take a look at the character rendering from my side," said the plump middle-aged man, turning the notebook towards Xu Li. "Our ancestors fought against heaven and earth, and without a strong physique, they couldn't have succeeded. So I envision that Proton, as a personal guard to Diji Xin, must be skilled in archery and horseback riding, with a robust build. Both of you young gentlemen fit the bill in every aspect."
"Are you really just trying to leverage my nephew's popularity?"
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