A moment later, Zhao Baobao's expression became interesting.
He really didn't expect that this young heir of a real estate group would quietly take down the number one beauty in Wanwan, Lin Zhiling.
Previously, Zhao Baobao had indeed heard the news that Lin Zhiling wanted to come to China to develop her career.
However, he didn't expect it.
That Miss Lin had found a backer so quickly.
And this backer was actually Wang Cong.
It had to be said.
Wan Wan's female celebrity was indeed smart.
"Haha, alright."
Zhao Baobao looked at Wang Cong and said,"It's just a cameo. No problem. I'll agree."”
As he spoke.
"Actually, if Boss Wang is willing, I can introduce you to some friends in the film industry."”
After all, he had been in the Beijing industry for so many years. Zhao Baobao also had connections in the film industry.
Of course.
The connections did not equate to the box office. There was no other way.
"Haha, there's no need for that."
Wang Cong laughed and rejected Zhao Baobao's suggestion.
He knew very well what Zhao Baobao meant. 99% of the people he wanted to introduce to him were Feng Xiaogang and the others from the Beijing circle.
However, Wang Cong did not intend to have anything to do with this group of people.
Let's not talk about anything else.
Just the reputation of the Beijing circle in the future made Wang Cong respectfully refuse this group of people.
Moreover, he had to be careful.
The development of the entertainment industry was changing with each passing day. Although the Beijing industry seemed to be very prosperous now, in reality, with the gradual decline of the Huayi Brothers, the Beijing industry was a group of people who would be eliminated sooner or later.
Wang Cong would only hang out with them if he was stupid. How nice would it be if he could make a fortune happily!
Zhao Baobao was stunned. However, when he thought of Wang Cong's background, he did not say anything else.
Thinking about it, it was normal. After all, he was the heir of the Grand Corporation. It was not an exaggeration to say that Wang Cong did not have to look at other people's faces when doing anything. As long as he was happy, it was fine.
Although the entertainment industry sometimes depended on connections, no one would be willing to take the initiative to offend such an existence as long as he did not harm the interests of others.
……………………
The meal was a joyous one. Wang Cong and Zhao Baobao both got what they wanted.
Of course.
Wang Cong also knew.
It was impossible for the investment of " Who's the Master of My Youth " to be limited to only two companies, namely, Yuanda Film and Television and Xinbao Yuan. Zhao Baobao would definitely find other investors.
However, he did not care at all. It was fine as long as he made money from his investment.
Wang Cong didn't expect to make a lot of money from these investments in the entertainment industry. What really caught his attention was his layout in the Internet field.
Weibo was just the beginning. Wang Cong's eyes were already fixed on the Short videos field.
After all, other than him, no one knew how the Short videos platform would develop in the future.
2010-2013 In the past three years, two companies, Fast Hands and ByteDance, were established and launched their respective representative products. This was what really caught Wang Cong's attention.
Thinking of this…
He secretly made up his mind to make both of these apps in advance.
The reason was simple.
He was not sure if these two things would really appear step by step.
If it was brought forward, then he would miss the opportunity.
This was especially true for ByteDance which had two money-making companies, Douyin and Jinri Toutiao. It could be said that they were making a lot of money.
One had to know.
Penguin Group was developing rapidly and was listed on the Hong Kong stock exchange. Although the stock price was not high, it was not something that he could get his hands on.
Wait a minute!
Wang Cong suddenly thought of something.
Penguin Group's stock price didn't seem to be high. Compared to the market value of trillions in the future, Penguin Group's current stock price seemed to be less than ten Hong Kong dollars.
Thinking of this, Wang Cong laughed.
He could consider making some money later and becoming a shareholder of Penguin Group.
Even if it was only 10% of the shares, he would definitely make a fortune in the future.
But speaking of which...
He still seemed to be short of money!
After all, the start-up capital was only 500 million yuan, and a lot of it had already been spent. It didn't seem to be enough to buy Penguin's shares next year.
He remembered reading a piece of information that said that in July 2009, Penguin Group's market value was 180 billion Hong Kong dollars. Ali's words were a little less, only 90 billion Hong Kong dollars.
If this was in the future, it would be unimaginable.
But now, it was the truth.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Cong's expression became extremely determined.
No matter what, he had to quickly accumulate wealth. Only in this way could he take the initiative in the future.
There were many opportunities. Whether or not he could play at the mahjong table would depend on his own efforts.
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