Chapter 2382

"That's right!"

Zhang Changgong nodded and shook his head again, saying: "however, Jiying publishing house has long been out of China Resources. After all, China Resources Group has gone bankrupt. Now Jiying publishing house is jointly owned by Changning group and xiayue studio."

"What?" "How can I not know the news?" he said

"I didn't know before. If I hadn't hired a private detective to investigate Liu Zixia, I didn't know either."

Zhang Changgong shook his head and said: "now I think that China Resources Group is not a natural bankruptcy, but Liu Zixia and Changning group, jointly toppled?"

"No way!" Koichiro mitkouchi shook his head for the first time and said, "even if an artist is rich, he can be worth tens of billions. How can he topple a group worth hundreds of billions?"

"I don't think it's possible, but that's what it is."

Zhang Changgong, with an unimaginable expression on his face, said: "I don't know what the proportion of their contribution is, but it is enough to prove that Liu Zixia can't be underestimated if he can win a Jiying publishing house worth nearly 10 billion.

And now Jiying publishing house is preparing a weekly special called "junior weekly jump". It is said that it will launch three long serial comics at the same time

"Ha ha, our main export of neon culture is comics."

"So, most of the works of Jiying publishing house are created by our neon cartoonists and plot designers.

If Liu Zixia really takes over the publishing house and the layman leads the expert, I'm afraid these neon cartoonists and plot designers will resign, and he will launch three long serial comics in a moment. "

When he said this, Koichiro Miyako paused and said: "the fool talks about his dream!"

"Mr. three, that's what I want to say."

With a smile on his face, Zhang Changgong said, "your cartoonists are among the top in the world. We have a way to cope with the films, TV plays and variety shows produced by Xia Yue studio.

But publications, especially comics, are not our strong points. If Mr. sakou agrees, we would like to cooperate with your company to set up a publishing house. "

Seeing what Koichiro mikuchi wanted to say, Zhang Changgong said, "of course, although the headquarters are located in Huaxia, the most important design and publishing departments will be placed in neon.

At that time, your company will be fully responsible for both the plot designers who are responsible for the design and the painters who are the main writers. We will only invest in the shares, but we will not be responsible for the operation. How about that? "

The news Zhang Changgong revealed this time is really big.

You know, when Jiying publishing house was at its peak, its market value was about 15 billion yuan. If a new publishing house is set up, the principal will be at least in this value!

How about the specific proportion of capital contribution of the two companies, and who is responsible for the theme operation... These are the top issues that should be considered by the top management of the company.

Besides, how much can Qiancheng media pay?

Although the former 100 billion media is also a big group, it is not easy to come up with a few billion, which means that their three member group is designated as the big company!

However, this music competition is doomed to be a heavy loss for the group of three. His father may not agree if he takes out tens of billions more!

After thinking for a long time, Koichiro mitkouchi said: "Mr. Zhang, I can accept your proposal for cooperation! But now that I'm in Beijing, I can't go back to China.

Even if I promise you, the group doesn't know about it, and because I can't personally participate in the operation, I can't guarantee my father's consent, so... "

This Koichiro is really insidious. Both inside and outside the words reveal a meaning, that is: you want to take me out. Only when you return home can I make it happen!

"Mr. three, please rest assured that I will do my best to help you deal with this matter."

Zhang Changgong was not a fool. Of course, he recognized the meaning of his words and said, "but I can't promise you anything. I can only help you run this thing first. How about that?"

"Good!"

"I'll give you a phone number later. It's my father's private phone number. As long as you tell him the situation clearly, I believe my father will try to save me.

As long as I can go back to China, I will help you make it happen! "

"That's settled!" Zhang Changgong wanted this effect and said, "Mr. three, you'll wait for my good news."

……

Jinghua, xiayue studio.

In Changning Resort Hotel, after brushing those micro blog private messages, it's more than 4 p.m.

Hurry to clean up, casually eat something in the restaurant, Liu Zixia went straight to the studio.

By the time we got to the studio, it was almost 5 o'clock. Fortunately, the company hadn't finished work yet. Liu Zixia first arranged for several people to send private messages or screenshots or pour them out.

In their busy colleagues, straight to the editing department.

Bang!

Without knocking at the door, Liu Zixia directly pushed the door and entered.

The staff who were editing the video in the room were startled and relieved when they saw Liu Zixia.

"Mr. Liu, are you back?" Turning to see Liu Zixia, the director Tang Yifan said with a smile: "why, all the people in the neon cultural exchange group have gone?"

"Who knows?" Liu Zixia sat on the sofa and said, "it should be gone."

"Ah?" Tang Yifan was stunned and said, "Mr. Liu, didn't you go to see them off?"

"No Liu Zixia shook his head, said: "so many people to send them, also enough to give these neon face, I go or not, it doesn't matter."

"All right!" Tang Yifan gave a wry smile and said, "you are so casual. If you change other people's words, I'm afraid you'd like to show your face in front of those high-level officials."

"I didn't take them down directly. Even if I'm worthy of them, will I send them?"

Liu Zixia picked up an apple from the tea table and chewed it. He said, "well, let's not talk about this. I have something to trouble you when I come here today."

"What's the matter, you say." Tang Yifan came to the spirit and said, "are you worried?"

"It's a small job, but it takes a long time." Liu Zixia thought for a moment and said, "well, you've finished the work. How about I take you to have a good meal?"

"Hey, that's a good feeling!" Tang Yifan laughed and said, "tell me, what is it that makes you so anxious?"

"Well, I'm going to make a MV of a song, with Weibo private messages and some comments as the background."

Liu Zixia said: "the time of the song is about five minutes. You can see how to edit it together. By the way, the lyrics have to be arranged for me, too! "

"Song recording, microblog private message screenshot, and lyrics score!" As soon as Tang Yifan reached out his hand, he said, "I'll help you with this little thing in half an hour."

"That..." Liu Zixia chewed the flesh twice and said, "they are still working on private letters and comment screenshots outside. It may take a while. Besides, my song has not been recorded yet?"

"Ah?" Tang Yifan was stunned and said, "how can I do MV?"

"So I said it might take a long time!" Liu Zixia said, "in this way, I'll let them speed up. Now I'm going to record the songs, very quickly."

"OK, anyway, you can arrange it in the evening. It doesn't matter if we wait a little longer." Tang Yifan nodded, just about to say something more, Liu Zixia's mobile phone ring suddenly rang.