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"I think it is better to keep a low profile when acquiring Marvel. When the time comes, our science fiction films can also learn from the special effects team there to achieve the best special effects."

Feeling the eyes of everyone on him, Zhou Anan came back to his senses and expressed his thoughts.

Since Huang's Pictures has hired foreign aid, there is no need for their Blue Whale Entertainment to really localize everything.

Calling for the revitalization of domestic science fiction films does not mean ignoring advanced foreign special effects production technology.

The Jiying special effects acquired by their company still has a lot of room for improvement in terms of talent and equipment. It is impossible to complete the special effects production of this science fiction film independently.

Zhou Anan clearly remembers that the special effects production of Marvel movies is top-notch in Hollywood. As a shareholder, borrowing their movie's special effects team will definitely bring the special effects of "The Martian" to a higher level.

If you want to bet, you have to crush the opponent's science fiction movies in all aspects.

"This can catch the opponent off guard. Anyway, now that Marvel is in decline, it has acquired some shares of the opponent, but it will not arouse heated discussions among netizens."

Glancing at his steady younger brother, Yu Xian'er found it really difficult to reconcile him with the young and impulsive boss who bet hundreds of millions last night.

If the people at Huang's Pictures knew this guy's usual style, they would never jump into that pit foolishly, and would at least take the time to evaluate the winning rate.

Yu Xian'er could foresee that the two founders of Huang's Pictures would look ugly in the future.

"Then keep a low profile."

Feng Jiming, who still wanted to make a splash, heard the opinions of the two major shareholders and nodded appropriately.

If you keep quiet and make a fortune, just keep quiet and make a fortune. Wait until the next year or so after Huang's Pictures is trampled under your feet. Then it will be too late to show off.

When he reaches the pinnacle in one battle, he can dominate the entire domestic film and television industry.

As an experienced general manager, Feng Jiming is very patient.

Next, everyone chatted about the progress of the company's other TV series and variety shows, and then dispersed.

"You should contact the director of the artist department of the company."

Back in his office, Zhou Anan remembered what happened last night and asked the beautiful secretary next to him to follow up.

After that, Zhou An'an searched the Internet for news about the gambling between Blue Whale and Huang's Pictures, and found that the adjectives for Blue Whale Entertainment were all about a certain shareholder, a certain major shareholder, and even applied to General Manager Feng. On the head.

In this regard, Zhou Anan, who did not find her name appearing in entertainment news, expressed satisfaction.

Being a human being means keeping a low profile.

Like the one from Fleeting Entertainment, it wasn't because he danced so happily that he attracted Miss Yu's attention, and he might have to face the situation in the future.

"Mr. Zhou, are you free to have lunch together?"

Zhou Anan, who was enjoying the fingertip massage of the beautiful secretary, was a little surprised when she received the call from Miss Song yesterday. She didn't know what the other party meant by the sudden invitation to dinner.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhou Anan, who heard Miss Yu give a brief introduction to the Song family yesterday, felt that she still needed to give him some face: "Okay, whatever Miss Song wants to eat, I'll book a seat."

How could a beautiful woman contribute money and effort to something like a treat? Zhou Anan was very aware of this aspect.

"Then I want to eat authentic West Lake vinegar fish."

When Song Qingshu heard that the other party took the initiative to invite him to dinner, he was not polite and expressed his preferences openly.

"No problem, I'll reserve a seat and send you a message."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Anan looked up at the beautiful secretary.

The first time she looked at someone from this angle, Zhou Anan discovered that her beautiful secretary was quite good-looking, and the height that slightly blocked her view was quite surprising.

"learn."

With an 'OK' gesture, Huang Ying walked out of the office neatly.

Three minutes later, Huang Ying walked into the office again: "Boss, I have reserved a location for you at Lao Li's Private Kitchen, and their specific address has been sent to your mobile phone."

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

Unexpectedly, the beautiful secretary has made rapid progress recently, and Zhou Anan expressed her satisfaction.

At half past ten, Zhou Anan drove to the old house gathering area by the West Lake. After parking the car, it took him five minutes to find the coordinates.

This is a pedestrian area that has just been implemented as a motor vehicle-free pedestrian street in downtown Hangzhou. The location of "Lao Li's Private Kitchen" can be regarded as a street-facing store, and there is a signboard "Cultural Heritage Protection of the Republic of China" hanging at the door.

The decoration is average, not as good as that in Zhuyuan. After all, this kind of protected old house can only be repaired, not remodeled at will.

But a small temple does not mean there is no great master. The owner of this old house is also the chef of a private restaurant. He is a master chef who has returned from the Beijing Grand Hotel and is full of talent.

This private restaurant implements a membership reservation system and only accepts reservations for 35 tables a day, 15 tables for lunch and 20 tables for dinner. Non-bookers are not allowed to dine.

However, sometimes the rich like this tone, thinking that it can distinguish themselves from ordinary people and enter the indescribable upper class society.

Is the price of the meal something to consider?

"The eighth table I reserved is named Zhou."

"Mr. Zhou, please follow me."

When he came to the front desk, Zhou Anan reported his reservation number and glanced at it casually, but didn't see any price list.

Under the guidance of the young girl with a good figure wearing a cheongsam, Zhou Anan arrived at a wooden box, which was about the same size as the bedrooms in the mansions seen in TV series.

A small table, matched with an antique tea set, it looks like that.

"Sir, please have tea. If you want to serve food, please call me at any time."

With elegant movements, she made a pot of tea neatly, took out two small cups from the pile of hot water tea sets, and poured the other party two cups of tea. The waitress left quietly.

Everything makes people feel comfortable.

If it weren't for the high price of the food here, Zhou Anan felt that it would be a good choice to have a meal here from time to time.

Zhou Anan, who originally thought he had to wait a little longer, heard footsteps outside the door before he finished three cups of tea.

The moment the box door opened, Zhou Anan looked at his watch and saw that it was still one minute and thirty seconds away from the agreed eleven o'clock.

"Mr. Zhou, I'm not too late."

Looking at the young man standing up next to the tea table, Song Qingshu asked with a smile.

"Ms. Song is very punctual. I came early."

Seeing Miss Song in a blue dress, Zhou Anan secretly gave her six thumbs up for her appearance, with a formulaic smile on her face.

He didn't know what the meaning of this young lady from the Song family, whom he only met once yesterday, suddenly invited him to dinner.

"Did you order?"

When Song Qingshu came to sit down at the tea table, he asked politely.

For some reason, Song Qingshu could sense from the other party's actions and behavior that he was as steady as her brother, who was different from ordinary young people.

Bad review, she doesn't like to fall in love with a man with an uncle's personality.

"Except for the West Lake Vinegar Fish and the signature three-flavored Xiangzhen, the rest are waiting for Miss Song to order."

Keeping the same constant in the face of ever-changing situations, Zhou Anan speaks very simply and concisely.

"Then let me take a look at the menu."

Taking the menu from the waiter, Song Qingshu quickly ordered two dishes and one soup, and then asked people to prepare the dishes.

"I wonder what Miss Song is doing today?"

After pouring a cup of tea for the other party, Zhou Anan asked directly.

Chatting with these family members requires more attention and less care.

"My brother thought you were good and asked me to get along with you. But, what I want is a young, cheerful and handsome guy, and you don't fit my taste."