Huayu: Inside and Outside the Entertainment Industry

47: Ambitious

Han Wen was directly pushed out of the office by Li Xiaoming. There was nothing he could do; even cultured people have their tempers. Li Xiaoming had truly reached his breaking point, which was why he lost his temper like that.

"Screenwriter Li, I'm serious. Please think it over carefully." Han Wen stood at the door, still not giving up, and said with a smile, "You have my business card with my contact information on it. If you change your mind, remember to contact me."

This project has been delayed for too long and can't be delayed any longer. I now have money from my own company and I'm really looking forward to working with you and screenwriter Feng.

"Han Wen, get out of here. If you don't leave, I'm calling Xiaogang." Li Xiaoming was both amused and exasperated by Han Wen's persistent nagging. Pointing at him, he warned, "Once Xiaogang gets here, you won't be able to leave even if you want to."

Feng Xiaogang, besides his talent and ability, is only good at talking. Otherwise, his nickname "Little Cannon" wouldn't have become so popular throughout the country.

To be honest, a year ago, Han Wen might have given the other party some face. But now, he is not afraid of the other party at all.

"By the way, I was just about to look for screenwriter Feng. Is he at work?" Han Wen asked with concern. "If he is at work, tell me the address and I'll go find him."

If he's not here, could you please give me his pager contact information so I can call him directly?

"Han Wen, are you really not afraid of death?" Li Xiaoming was a little surprised: "Let me tell you, Xiao Gang has a bad temper and isn't as easy to talk to as I am."

If he starts fighting with you then, I won't be able to stop him.

"Screenwriter Li, do you think I'm afraid of Screenwriter Feng with my physique and height?" Han Wen laughed and asked in return.

"But this is the Television Arts Center, our territory," Li Xiaoming warned him. "Han Wen, don't be arrogant here. Otherwise, you'll be in big trouble."

"Screenwriter Li, you're right. Thanks for reminding me, I'll be going now." Han Wen nodded earnestly, "But I won't give up. I'll find a way to come find you again."

Also, if you change your mind, you can come to see me with screenwriter Feng.

I'll be waiting for you on my turf, to show you my strength and sincerity.

"Go away, I can't be bothered with you." Li Xiaoming waved his hand.

Han Wen nodded, said goodbye, and left directly.

After Han Wen left, Li Xiaoming sighed. He thought for a while, then picked up the phone and called Feng Xiaogang: "Xiaogang, come over here for a moment."

"Ming-ge, something's up." Feng Xiaogang was surprised. He was at work and didn't know what important matter Li Xiaoming had that required him to call him directly.

"Regarding the TV series adaptation of the book 'Beijingers in New York'," Li Xiaoming said directly, "you know, this was Director Zheng's most promising project, but unfortunately, you and I messed it up."

Now, the opportunity to make amends has arrived.

"Ming-ge, what do you mean?" Feng Xiaogang raised his voice.

"Han Wen is back, but he's kept the TV series rights to himself." Li Xiaoming sighed. "Judging from his expression, it seems like he's not going to let go. Come here, let's talk about this."

"Okay, I'm coming right now," Feng Xiaogang immediately agreed.

Soon, Feng Xiaogang arrived at Li Xiaoming's office. The two were colleagues and friends, so there was no need for formalities. After sitting down, they got straight to business.

After hearing Li Xiaoming's words, he gritted his teeth and said, "That little brat dares to come back and show his face? Isn't he afraid I'll find some people and break him?"

"They came to my door in person, do you think he'd be scared? He's only leaving out of respect for me, not wanting to ruin the relationship." Li Xiaoming shook his head: "Xiaogang, you didn't see Han Wen just now. That kid has changed so much, he's completely different from when we first met him, like he's been reborn."

This is his business card, which lists the names of three companies. While I don't know their size, starting a company these days is no easy feat.

"And opening three companies at once—can you do that, or can I?"

Feng Xiaogang couldn't do that; otherwise, he would have started his own business long ago, instead of wasting time at his company.

The JB Television Arts Center hardly has any projects running, so naturally there are no bonuses or extra income.

Many people are busy starting their own businesses and making big money these days, and he's actually been tempted for a long time. The problem is that he hasn't had the opportunity or the right moment.

"Ming-ge, what you said makes some sense." Feng Xiaogang nodded: "Maybe he's just lucky, he might have met some benefactor during this period."

To say that someone so old could build a business from scratch is something I simply don't believe.

"Whether you believe it or not is unimportant; what's important is that the other side is truly different now." Li Xiaoming shook his head. "Xiaogang, that's the situation now. Tell me your thoughts, what should we do next?"

"I'll try to find someone to investigate the background of these three companies. If Han Wen is really powerful, it's not impossible for us to cooperate with him."

Since we have no past grievances or present disputes, there is no need to strain our relationship.

There aren't many projects in this company these days, so it's normal for us to go out and do some side jobs.

"No matter the time, there's no need to turn down money." Feng Xiaogang thought for a moment before saying, "I feel this should be a good opportunity that we can't miss."

"Okay, I understand." Li Xiaoming nodded. "Alright, I'll wait for your investigation results."

"Okay." Feng Xiaogang nodded.

"By the way, should we tell Director Zheng about this?" Li Xiaoming asked again.

The person he was referring to was Zheng Xiaolong, the director of the editorial department of the TV drama art center, who was also the two people's direct superior.

"Don't talk about it for now, wait until we have some leads. We've already messed things up once, we can't afford to mess it up again."

Otherwise, neither of us can expect to work in this editorial department anymore.” Feng Xiaogang thought for a moment and replied, “I know that Director Zheng has a very high opinion of this book and the TV series adaptation project.”

There's even a hint that he'll direct it himself.

But to be honest, even if we manage to secure the project, our company doesn't have the money to film it.

Instead of launching this project under the organization's name, we should look for opportunities outside.

"You're really bold. If our workplace finds out about this, we'll be in deep trouble," Li Xiaoming said, somewhat surprised.

"What's there to be afraid of? If we really find investors and connections outside, we can just resign." Feng Xiaogang looked ambitious, with a somewhat ruthless expression: "These days, there are opportunities to make money and get rich everywhere."

It's not like we lack ability or connections; it's not that difficult for us to gain a foothold in the outside world.

In short, I've had enough of working at my current company, and if an opportunity arises, I definitely won't let it slip by.

"Okay, we understand what you mean." Li Xiaoming nodded.