On the third floor, Chen Chong introduced her one by one and said: "These four small theaters have complete locker rooms, prop rooms and other supporting facilities, which can perform experimental dramas, small stage plays, musicals, and rehearse for large dramas. The audio and lighting facilities are all world-class."

"No need to watch the Grand Theater. This room alone can make Jinbao and the others overjoyed." Zhang Aijia touched the soft red seats and said, "It is hundreds of times better than the small place they used to be."

"Let's say this when you see the Grand Theater." Chen Chong laughed and said, "That's the most important place in this theater."

"What do you want to do if you build such a luxurious theater?" Zhang Aijia looked at him with a pair of wonderful eyes and asked, "The land here is very expensive. With these advanced equipment, the cost is at least hundreds of millions. By selling tickets, when can the cost be recovered?"

"Business is not what you calculate." Chen Chong took her hand and walked out of the small theater, saying, "Do you know what the world lacks the most? It's a few million dollars, and you may not be able to buy a talent. I'm going to use millions of dollars to fertilize the land and build a place to cultivate talents. In a few years, I will be able to pull up talents from here one by one like pulling radishes, making a fortune."

"Nothing nonsense, ten years of trees, a hundred years of trees, radishes grow in a year, and one person will grow for many years." Zhang Aijia was so amused by his metaphor that he said, "And your metaphor is too vulgar, you will be able to draw talents one by one...haha."

Chen Chong also smiled and said, "A person does grow for many years, but there is another saying that within ten steps, there must be fragrant grass. There are so many people in the world and there are many talents. They just lack a stage for display. If one appears, I will pick one. Even if one is picked one a year, it will be enough."

"But even if you want to grow talents like radish, there is no need to be so luxurious, right?"

"Talents are like diamonds, thrown in the soil, just stones, and inlaid on gold, so that they can shine."

"There are all kinds of fallacies." Zhang Aijia followed him into the elevator and asked, "By the way, I have always heard you say that the theater is a theater. Does this theater have no name?"

"Yes, I have."

"What's the name?"
Chapter completed!