Because the famous second-generation Wang He was present.
As they left the restaurant, Gao Fei, wearing a mask, did not attract much attention.
Outsiders assumed that Teacher Lang had some connection with Young Master Wang, which was why he personally saw him off.
Young Master Wang had, in a way, helped shift public attention away from Comrade Xiao Gao.
As the crowd dispersed, Wang He had other matters to attend to and left in his car.
Regarding the establishment of a film and television company, he had asked Gao Fei to finalize twenty million yuan in funding as soon as possible.
Once the money arrived, they were to immediately find actors and crew to start production.
Upon returning from a trip, Yang Lan, who had just learned that her son had bought a new house, initially intended to lecture Gao Fei about his extravagant spending.
Fortunately, Zeng Keming's timely mention of the incident where franchisees cornered Gao Fei in an old residential complex, nearly leading to a fight, prevented her from reprimanding Gao Fei. Instead, she inquired about the current residential complex, asking about its security and whether strangers would still intrude.
At the same time, she had learned of Jin Qiqi's identity as an agent and asked Jin Qiqi not to stay in a hotel anymore but to move back home, as it was not safe for a young girl to be out alone.
The boss's mother nodded, and she immediately returned to the hotel to pack her belongings and move back.
Gao Fei, who was worried about money, did not participate much in their conversation.
He was constantly thinking about investing twenty million yuan in the film and television company.
He pondered how to acquire twelve million yuan within ten-plus days.
While thinking, he considered his hacking skills and wondered if he could discreetly acquire a sum of money.
However, he quickly dismissed this almost criminal idea.
He suddenly thought of industries like stocks and antiques, where one could get rich overnight.
Gao Fei was about to simulate the professions of stock master and antique appraiser.
But the system informed him that due to previous overload simulations, the after-effects had not completely subsided.
If he were to simulate a new profession now, there would be a 98% chance of a life-threatening crisis.
Upon hearing this notification, he immediately severed contact with the system.
"This dog system is really good at tricking its host."
Facing the need for twelve million yuan, Gao Fei locked himself in his study after returning to the villa.
He was caught in a mental loop of trying to make money, constantly thinking about how to get rich quick.
Downstairs in the villa.
Yang Lan looked at the stone carvings and wood carvings on the floor, her gaze pausing in shock.
She knew that the former Gao Fei, apart from his studies, learned everything else.
But she never expected that her son's everyday tinkering would result in such craftsmanship.
"How strange, why didn't I discover this boy's talent before?"
"Auntie, do you mean Boss used to learn stone carving?"
"Mmm!"
Yang Lan nodded and explained, "This boy used to secretly befriend the old janitor at the factory and called him his grandfather. He quietly took over a disused warehouse in the back of our factory.
The warehouse contained many strange and wonderful things, all made by this boy.
If the old janitor hadn't passed away and the warehouse hadn't been discovered, I would still have been kept in the dark."
Jin Qiqi played with a stone carving of two fish playing in water, carved from bluestone, and exclaimed, "So Boss knew how to do this before, I thought he was cheating."
"Qiqi, Xiao Fei has been preoccupied since hearing about the film and television company. You young people communicate well, go ask him if he's encountered any difficulties."
"Sure."
In the study.
Jin Qiqi pushed open the door and first glanced at Gao Fei, who was staring blankly at the ceiling.
Then, playing with the bluestone double fish, she sat down and said, "If the music platform were to settle payments now, after deducting various taxes, it would be at most six million yuan, still half short of twelve million!"
Gao Fei slowly came back to his senses, looked at Jin Qiqi, who had entered at some point, and asked curiously, "How do you know I'm short twelve million?"
"Brother, the company account is linked to your bank card, how do you think I know!"
"Sister Jin, you've seen a lot, do you have any way to get twelve million in one day?"
"Twelve million in one day, do you think I'm a money printer!"
Jin Qiqi rolled her eyes at him, then placed the stone fish on the desk: "Gao Fei, have you forgotten.
Besides the catering company, you don't have any legitimate businesses, nor are you a legitimate businessman.
You can earn millions a month now because after you became popular online, the songs brought in revenue along with your fame."
Gao Fei, who was worrying about money, suddenly paused, and Jin Qiqi's words instantly enlightened him.
"Yes, I'm not a legitimate businessman, and my millions in income are all due to becoming famous..."
Looking at the bluestone fish carving on the table, his eyes were no longer vacant but gradually lit up.
"Damn it, why am I still stuck in this cycle of getting rich quick!"
There are still over ten days until the Spring Festival, and I have plenty of fame and skills to make money!
Jin Qiqi's three sentences helped Gao Fei regroup.
He gratefully looked at his agent, who held multiple roles in the studio, and then said, "Sister Jin, I remember someone wanted to buy my stone carvings before, are they still in contact with you?"
"Oh ho, you've finally seen the light!"
Jin Qiqi nodded approvingly, "The current popularity of the 'Pianist in the Shadows' is no less than your own popularity, Gao Fei.
The poems you casually write are already selling for two hundred thousand yuan online.
The stone and wood carvings in the yard are even selling for two hundred and fifty thousand yuan each.
With your 'Pianist in the Shadows' fame, do you still think you'll be short of money?"
"I know what to do now!"
At this moment, Gao Fei's mind was racing.
He first called Lang Yuan and asked him to come over, saying he had a new piece of music he had just written and wanted Teacher Lang to appraise it.
Lang Yuan did not refuse, as he had company matters to attend to that day, and they agreed to meet tomorrow.
Then, Gao Fei and Jin Qiqi went to the backyard, where she began taking photos of the stone carvings while also taking profile photos of him.
After the staged photos were taken.
Gao Fei contacted Professor Wu Bin, a computer science professor at Tsinghua University.
Initially, Professor Wu thought it was a prank call, but as soon as he heard "Gao Fei," he became enthusiastic.
"I'm sorry, Xiao Gao, I got a new phone and forgot to save your number."
"It's alright, Professor Wu. I called you suddenly because I need your help with something!"
On the other end of the line, Professor Wu asked with a hint of curiosity, "You need my help? Your computer skills are better than mine, so it must be something else, right?"
Gao Fei coughed awkwardly and then explained his request.
After listening, Professor Wu pondered for a moment before saying, "Xiao Gao, I don't object to you selling your antivirus software.
However, one thing is that your antivirus software cannot be too perfect. This concerns the antivirus software market."
"Don't worry, Professor Wu, I understand!"
Gao Fei was not naive.
If he were to create a perfect antivirus software, it would cut off the revenue stream for other antivirus companies.
Simply put, antivirus software is also a type of virus, but with official authorization and protection.
If you don't believe me, download 360, Kingsoft, and other software simultaneously. Turn them all on and see if your computer slows down.
"Okay, I'll help you contact them right away. I'll definitely get you a satisfactory price.
But the premise is that after school starts, you must come to Tsinghua University to help me maintain the school's website server."
"No problem, Professor!"
After hanging up the phone, Gao Fei calculated the money he would earn from selling stone and wood carvings, as well as his antivirus software.
As long as Teacher Lang could deliver tomorrow, the total would be around twelve million yuan, possibly even more.
The funding issue was almost resolved; now they just needed the opportune moment.
Partnering with Wang He to start a film and television company was, besides the catering company, Gao Fei's most legitimate business project.
With his mind awakened, Gao Fei thought of the Peking University entrepreneurship competition.
With the professional approach of "wool-shearing," he immediately contacted Li Changhuang.
They spoke on the phone for nearly an hour, and Peking University's finance department directly transferred him thirty thousand yuan in startup capital.
The project Gao Fei requested the startup capital for was simple: to bring the business of "drawing a big pie" to this parallel world.
It was ostensibly an investment of thirty thousand yuan in himself, but in reality, it was a blank check.
However, the condition was that by the end of the entrepreneurship competition, he must return the principal of the startup capital and contribute thirty percent of the project's profits to the school.
The student who contributed the most would receive several million yuan in competition prize money.
For this thirty thousand yuan, Gao Fei spent an entire hour "drawing a big pie."
Although thirty thousand yuan might seem insignificant, once the twenty million yuan investment is made, if he suddenly encounters an unfamiliar professional challenge, this thirty thousand yuan could be a lifesaver.
...
The night passed quietly.
As dawn broke, Gao Fei's plan to earn twelve million yuan within ten days officially began.