"Where did that young boy over there come from?" Yin pointed to the front and asked curiously.

He saw that the table in the front row was crowded with people, like stars holding the moon, and a tall young man was chatting and laughing with several seniors in the industry.

"I heard that the young financial talents who came back from the United States were engaged in film venture capital projects in Hollywood. They are turtles soaked in salt water." Lu Dongjie smiled playfully, took a cup and took a sip of tea, and said calmly.

"Uncles and aunts, thank you for your respect. My nephew will once again briefly introduce and analyze the market prospects and operating model of this investment project."

Before Lu Dongjie finished speaking, Chen Andy stepped onto the small stage in the hall and began to introduce his project to many potential investors in the audience.

"Everyone here is an industry insider or is engaged in work closely related to movies. They have all experienced the era of high-yield movies. I believe that they are familiar with the movie production process..." Andy Chen stood firmly on top and said to the audience slowly.

With.

"Hollywood in the United States, Shaw Brothers in Hong Kong, and Cathay Pacific all adopted the blockbuster studio system. This system was indeed the best at the time, but with the advent of the film industry era, this model is no longer appropriate, so..."

After Chen Andy analyzed the current situation, he changed his tone and continued to analyze the pros and cons in depth.

The audience in the audience was immediately attracted by the remarks of this young man on the stage. Seeing his high-spirited and confident conversation, many people praised him.

"But what's more rare than perseverance is knowing how to stop losses, so a new film production model came into being, an independent production company..." Andy Chen continued to look forward to investors eloquently.

Market vision.

Lu Dongjie was quite satisfied with the first half of it, but he became less interested in the second half. It sounded like there were a lot of cutting-edge terms, but in the end it wasn't just about making money, but it was nothing more than trying to raise money.

Talking a lot about benefits and talking less about risks can basically determine whether you are a gambler or a liar. You have weaved various prospects and concepts, talked about some specious things, and even avoided the important details.

Looking at them who were listening with great interest, Lu Dongjie yawned a little boredly. Maybe they were limited by the times, or they were confused by the golden coat he wore as a returned financial talent, but for Lu Dongjie

, but he has a pair of discerning eyes that can see through the fog.

Lu's mother came back from there just now and saw many people praising the investment field that Chen Andy talked about. She was convinced that she was convinced. She couldn't help but feel a little moved.

As soon as she sat down, she lowered her head and whispered to Lu Dongjie: "Ajie, what do you think? Let's go back and discuss it with your dad."

"Mother, if you don't want my father's coffin to be frozen, you can give it a try." Lu Dongjie was wandering in the sky, and when he heard his mother's question, he replied absentmindedly.

Thinking back to those days, there were many cases of illegal fund-raising, pyramid schemes and scams, not to mention the endless Internet financial investment routines. Lu Dongjie had seen everything from small storms to big waves.

Andy Chen is very eloquent, and his ability to deceive is also first-class, but the useful information he can bring out is limited, and it is basically at the level of deception. If Lu Dongjie can be deceived by this banana man with white skin and yellow heart, and the ship capsizes in this small gutter, he might as well

Just hang it on the southeast branch.

"Oh, mother, please be merciful...it hurts..." It's a pity that Lu Dongjie was only handsome for three seconds, and he instantly became scared.

"You are a bad boy, you want to rebel, no matter how big or small." Mother Lu grabbed Lu Dongjie's ear and said in an unkind tone.

"Mom, you have to improve your knowledge and don't be treated like a spoiler all the time." Lu Dongjie could only raise his hands and beg for mercy in a dumbfounded way.

"Huh, you're the only one who's smart. We're all stupid pigs. It's better to have a piece of barbecued pork than to give birth to you." Upon hearing this, Mother Lu's face suddenly changed, she turned around and walked away angrily.

"Brother Guang, is my mother menopausal?" Lu Dongjie scratched his head, confused, and couldn't figure out why his mother had such a big reaction.

"How do I know? A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea." Yin smiled and shrugged, looking helpless.

Lu Dongjie touched the Five Zang Temple, which had begun to rebel, and looked at Andy Chen who was still talking non-stop on the stage. He couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth, and a bit of bad taste arose spontaneously.

I picked up the ball pen on the table and started writing on the back of the order paper. The pen moved quickly and vigorously.

"Brother Guang, how are the sales of your small discs recently?" Lu Dongjie put the pen aside and looked up at Yi Guang, who was listening intently, like a fish being lured to the bait, and couldn't help but interrupt.

"Oh, don't mention it. Talking about it makes me sad and sheds tears, even when I rush to the street." Yin paused when he heard this, shook his head and sighed with some loss.

Since the year before last, Yin recorded a 14-seater record for the record company at the cost of 3,000 yuan without any dividends, and has easily achieved gold record results, with sales of more than 5,000 copies.

This humorous style was very popular among the lower class citizens, and Yin quickly became popular.

Originally, we were striking while the iron was hot, and this year we took advantage of the trend and released the album Red Tears Behind Bars, but so far, the market response has been mediocre and lukewarm.

The reason for this is that in addition to the people's greed for temporary novelty, his singing style is roughly similar to that of Zheng Junmian and Deng Jichen. With pearls in front, he has become a cobblestone in the back.

"Brother Guang, don't worry. Real gold is not afraid of fire, and strong wine is not afraid of deep alleys." Lu Dongjie smiled, picked up the teapot and refilled Yin's cup of tea.

Lu Dongjie is not fooling, the song "Red Tears Behind Bars" is really good. Later, Ponyboy was in prison, Zhou Xingxing played hooky to Weilong, and Laughing Great Aunt had a happy event at home, all of which appeared in different forms.

"Of course you have to be famous early. I'm almost in my thirties. If you don't work hard to get a place, will people know you are a rat after you bow down and step off the stage?" Yin grinned, laughing at himself.

The flowing light can easily throw people away. The cherries are red and the bananas are green.

The upgrading of the entertainment industry is the most ruthless and cruel, especially the audience in Xiangjiang is famous for liking the new and hating the old. Just like the deafening golden words uttered by King Cai Dian, a moment of glory does not mean eternity.

Lu Dongjie knocked on the table, tore off a few pages of the order paper and handed it to Yi Guang.

"Huh?" Yin looked at Lu Dongjie with a puzzled face, reached out and took it, and couldn't help but be surprised after taking a look at it.

The thin paper was neatly filled with pieces of music scores and lyrics. Yin's eyes narrowed and he couldn't help but look at it carefully. Then he couldn't help humming in a low voice. Well, it was catchy and there was no sense of sluggishness at all.

Yin turned over the second and third pages, and was fascinated as if no one else was there. For a long time, he was awakened by a burst of applause from the scene.

"How about it, let's get to know the goods." Lu Dongjie looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Did you write it?" Yin raised the order paper in his hand in surprise, staring at Lu Dongjie closely.

"You should be familiar with this style, right?" Lu Dongjie nodded and asked instead of answering.

"Hey, of course it's wet and broken." Yin curled his lips and smiled in an understatement.

"Then these two songs are given to you, Brother Guang. You can use them however you want." Lu Dongjie waved his hand. After all, he was also a copycat, and he was just generous to others.

"What are you talking about? Please tell me again." Yi Guang shook the order paper in his hand and looked at Lu Dongjie with some surprise.

"But I have a small request." Lu Dongjie showed a fox-like smile and pointed in the direction of the band stage. "Please wait for Brother Guang to come on stage and sing the first song on the stage. This will serve as a warning to these people."

Uncles who are blinded by immediate interests."

Yin turned back to the first page, wiped it back and forth with his palms slightly, and asked in an uncertain tone: "Huh? You are really not optimistic about this investment project. I heard his analysis is clear and reasonable."

"Do you think there are really such big clams jumping on the street?" Lu Dongjie looked at the table where Andy Chen was sitting and smiled.

"Hey, things are unpredictable." Yin glanced at Chen Andy's position, and then at Lu Dongjie's confident expression. He seemed to understand something and couldn't help but smile with relief.

"Why, the so-called sword is given to a hero, is it possible that Brother Guang is not brave enough to come on stage?" Lu Dongjie was still a little hesitant when he saw Yi Guang, and couldn't help but say something to provoke him.

"Diao, I have experienced mountains of swords, seas of fire, and rains of bullets and bullets. Am I afraid of these small scenes?" Yin twisted the paper in his hand and laughed.

"Then it won't be too late. Brother Guang, hurry up and get ready. Otherwise, you won't be able to make it in time when the food is served." Lu Dongjie smiled and made a gesture of invitation.

"There's no need to prepare anything. Just start shooting when you get up there. The dragon-slaying knife in your left hand and the Heavenly Sword in your right hand will show you what it means to be a master of improvisation on the spot," Yin said confidently.

Lu Dongjie smiled at this, but did not refute it. Everyone in the circle knew that Yin was a disciple of the great master Feng Hua and a great master of the generation, Lu Wencheng. He was an all-rounder who was proficient in playing, playing, and singing.

In this day and age, if you are not proficient in two musical instruments, you will be embarrassed to be involved in the music industry, unlike later when you only need a mixer.

Lu Dongjie stood up and walked to the bathroom. As he passed by, he could hear these people discussing in twos and threes. There were very few investment projects to choose from these days, either the stock market or the property market.

Especially in the past few years, the super-large stock market crash caused by the land drinking milk incident caused countless families to lose their lives. Many people shook their heads when they heard the word "stock" and were frightened.

The property market has shown a trend of small declines and rapid rises in recent years, especially with the immigration wave in recent years and the ten-year public housing plan launched by the Hong Kong government, which has made the real estate industry quite hot.

The people here are generally from relatively comfortable families. They have a little spare money on hand, and the interest they deposit in the bank is not enough to keep prices rising so fast.

At this time, an investment project with attractive prospects and considerable returns suddenly appeared. Why wouldn't they be tempted?

There is a local saying that it is worse to be a loser than a prodigal, profit is the priority, everyone strives to be the vanguard, how can you be willing to fall behind others?
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