Rebirth: All Patents, Cutting off the European and American Tech Tree

The meeting room.

Xiao Ling leaned on the sofa, looking at the winding Huangpu River through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

Chen Hao walked in.

From his direction, her black hair was permed into large waves, the strands rising and falling beside her cheeks, outlining a perfect profile.

Different from Ren Xue's elegance.

Also different from Xia Qingyan's arrogance.

She was charming.

Alluring and soul-stirring!

Xiao Ling stood up, originally intending to call him by name, but changed her mind: "Chairman Chen, we meet again."

She extended her fair and slender hand.

Her fingertips only lightly touched Chen Hao's hand.

"It seems you've given it considerable thought," Chen Hao said, taking a seat.

"Not really."

Xiao Ling chuckled, not hiding her true thoughts: "I can only say that I'm a little tempted, but also somewhat doubtful—could I trouble Chairman Chen to clear up my confusion?"

"Please speak," Chen Hao nodded.

"PolyGram is laying off employees."

"Oh?"

"In fact, the global record industry is in a slump, and PolyGram is far from the only one laying off people."

After saying this.

Her gaze became sharp, staring at Chen Hao: "I'm very curious, with the overall environment so bleak, Chairman Chen is choosing to go against the tide, preparing to enter the record industry…why? Is it just based on courage?"

She was both worried and puzzled by this.

The entire industry is failing, what's the difference between entering this industry at this time and seeking death?

"Who told Miss Xiao that I'm going to enter the record industry?" Chen Hao smiled.

He was the one who persuaded his father to transfer his record store.

Enter the record industry?

Is he crazy?

"You clearly said last time…"

"What I said last time was the entertainment industry."

"Alright!"

Xiao Ling smiled gently: "I must have misheard—regarding the entertainment industry, what plans does Chairman Chen have?"

"Create idols, cultural export," Chen Hao said.

"…"

Xiao Ling frowned slightly, very dismissive.

Create idols?

That's what the entertainment industry has always been doing.

It's been like this for decades.

Nothing new!

"What if my music is added?" Chen Hao saw her disdain.

Xiao Ling was stunned.

She straightened her slender waist a little: "That song last time was indeed very good, but…a company can't be supported by just one song."

"I have more than one song."

"How many?"

"Many, very many."

"Oh?"

Xiao Ling didn't quite believe it.

How could there be many, many more of such classics as last time?

"Moreover, what I want to create is not just music, but a complete industry chain."

Chen Hao handed over a document.

This is his plan.

The business plan was already prepared, he wasn't sure if Xiao Ling would join, but…as long as he decided to do this business, poaching people wouldn't be easy? Even without Xiao Ling, there would be Zhang Ling, Li Ling—money can buy talent.

Xiao Ling took the business plan.

From the initial calm expression, to becoming more and more shocked.

"This…"

Her whole body went numb!

Not just music and film and television.

This plan…

It's too grand and too huge!

Music.

Film and television.

Novels.

Animation.

And also the APP software to contain these entertainment content, countless.

All of these revolve around Eastern culture, radiating from China as the center.

Radiating East Asia.

Radiating South Asia.

And then exporting to the whole world!

He never thought of making money by selling records.

"Let foreigners take the initiative to learn Chinese in order to read our novels…what does Miss Xiao think?" Chen Hao asked with a smile.

"You…you're really a madman!"

Xiao Ling's eyes were filled with shock.

"Is Miss Xiao interested in joining me, this madman, in exporting Chinese culture to the world?" Chen Hao still asked with a smile.

"This requires a lot of money! A lot, a lot of money, and it's very likely to lose everything!" She frowned.

"No."

Chen Hao shook his head: "There are many aspects in this that can make money. I am a businessman, and I will never do a losing business, moreover…the matter of money should not worry you, I only ask you one sentence—will you join?"

Xiao Ling fell into inner conflict.

What Chen Hao is preparing to do, North America is actually already doing.

Isn't Hollywood exporting culture, and even ideology?

But!

Chen Hao's layout is much more exaggerated than Hollywood's.

Spanning countless fields.

The investment will be astronomical!

At least, currently, in Xiao Ling's view, the probability of profit is very low.

However…

Once successful!

Not to mention how much wealth it will bring.

The outward transmission of Chinese culture will leave her, Xiao Ling's, name in history!

"Does the salary promised last time still count?" She suddenly asked.

"Of course."

"I'll join!"

At this moment.

She no longer hesitated, and reached out to Chen Hao: "Chairman Chen, happy cooperation—what is my primary job?"

"Poaching people."

Chen Hao shook hands with her: "Don't look for big-name celebrities, just newcomers with potential."

"First, find those in performance and vocal music."

"Right! Potential is very important, but appearance is even more important!"

Xiao Ling was stunned.

She has been in the entertainment industry for many years.

She knows that handsome men and beautiful women are, after all, a small minority.

Take the Xiangjiang entertainment industry as an example, there are more powerful singers and actors.

But…

The new boss emphasized appearance.

Seeing her doubts, Chen Hao smiled lightly and said: "It's not realistic to have both strength, potential, and strict requirements for appearance in Xiangjiang, after all, there are only a few million people—the mainland has the most people."

In this year of 2000, China's population is nearly 1.3 billion.

The population base is there.

There are too many choices!

"Why…emphasize appearance?" She frowned slightly.

Could it be that the new boss is a lecher?

Wanting to use public office for private 'use'?

"Appearance is justice."

Chen Hao explained: "If you are a foreigner, and you don't understand Chinese, whether you are listening to songs or watching movies, what is the most attractive thing to you?"

Don't understand Chinese.

Maybe you don't want to watch it at all?

But what if the singer or actor is a handsome man or a beautiful woman?

Perhaps.

There will be a desire to listen and watch.

The man must be handsome!

The woman must be beautiful!

Didn't the Korean wave sweep China by relying on plastic surgery?

He wants to create idols.

Invade the world through culture.

Idols must be good-looking!

After all, people are visual animals, and the love of beauty is human nature.

"Don't you think it's very vulgar?"

Chen Hao looked indifferent: "You, me, and 99% of the people in the world—are all vulgar people."

Hearing this.

Xiao Ling's eyes lit up.

That's right!

Vulgarity.

Is the general keynote of this world!

Who doesn't like handsome men and beautiful women?

Even her…

If the person who asked her to cooperate in acting that night was an ugly monster, she might have immediately refused sternly—isn't it because the new boss is handsome?

"Sign the contract!" Xiao Ling said in a deep voice.

"Sister Xue, please draft a contract, ask Director Xia for the specifics, I've talked to her about it."

"…"

No response.

"I see you," Chen Hao curled his lips.

"…"

Sure enough!

Outside the meeting room, Ren Xue walked in from the side of the door, looking slightly embarrassed: "Well…I wanted to ask you if you wanted to drink tea or coffee."

In fact, she came to eavesdrop and peek.

This Miss Xiao…

Is indeed beautiful!

So.

Chen Hao seemed so excited when he heard she was coming?

But…

In terms of appearance, she is no worse than her, just lacks that little bit of…

Charm?

Allure?

"Sister Xue?" Chen Hao called.

"Ah?!!"

Ren Xue came back to her senses, obviously flustered.

"Register an entertainment company, the name will be…Han Tang Media, registered capital of 10 million."

"Xiao Ling will serve as CEO."

"Also…"

At this time.

A phone call came in.

"Xiao Chen, some of the names you listed last time have been found, but…one of them is a bit difficult to deal with," It was General Wang calling.