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There was only one man in the company sleeping with a newspaper covering his face. Huang Tianba kicked him and the man woke up from his dream.

He was wearing a yellow suit and thick glasses, and was particularly surprised to see Yuan Zhimiao in a red dress.

"Miss, are you here to see me?"

Yuan Zhimiao looked at him with disdain. This was the producer Huang Renjie who had been pestering him in the hotel lobby. It was surprising to think that he was actually from Xinghua Film Company.

Huang Tianba gave his cousin another flying kick and said, "What are you thinking, kid? This is our new boss."

"She is our new boss?" Huang Renjie looked incredulous, because in his opinion, the beautiful lady in front of him was not even 20 years old.

The place was in such a mess that there was no place to step, so Huang Tianba hurried to clean it up and opened the pleated window. This way the light in the room would not be so dim.

Yuan Zhimiao sat in the boss chair in front of the desk, which was a relatively clean place in the room.

"How many people are there in the company now?" Yuan Zhimiao asked.

Huang Tianba kicked his cousin again.

"Why did you kick me?" Huang Renjie felt aggrieved. He felt sad but couldn't say it.

"Sister Miao, I'm asking you a question. Speak quickly." Huang Tianba was afraid that Sister Miao would be unhappy, so he let the elusive monster eat him.

Huang Renjie thought for a moment and said, "Ten, five..."

"How many?" Huang Tianba asked impatiently. He only cared about collecting money and never asked about his cousin's company affairs.

Huang Renjie said with a stiff upper lip: "It's just me and screenwriter Li Congxin left."

"How could this happen?" Huang Tianba was very surprised.

Huang Renjie explained: "The last time we filmed "Qin's Daughter's Romance Treasure Mirror", we lost everything and our company was about to go bankrupt."

Huang Tianba complained: "How do you do things, kid?"

Huang Renjie looked helpless: "Brother, I have no choice. There is no market for ancient costumes now. The audiences don't like this anymore."

Yuan Zhimiao could see that Xinghua was already at the end of its rope. Even if it attracted Boss Zhou's investment to replenish its blood, it would not survive for long. The film market was so cruel that if you were not good enough, you would be ruthlessly eliminated.

"I will invest, but I have to be the overall manager of the company." Seeing that the time was ripe, Yuan Zhimiao put forward his request.

Huang Tianba immediately said: "No problem, whatever Miao Jie says is what it is." It's just a film company that is about to go bankrupt. His life is more important.

Huang Renjie was probably very surprised by his cousin's uncharacteristic behavior.

Because his cousin was overbearing and dictatorial, he would not listen to others. This was also the reason why he did not tell him the true situation of the company.

Yuan Zhimiao: "Please find a seat and sit down. Let's talk slowly."

The cousin cleaned up and sat opposite Yuan Zhimiao.

Yuan Zhimiao took out an outline from her bag, which Er Gouzi had completed in 3 seconds based on her narration. The two of them passed it around and looked at it, both looking embarrassed.

Huang Renjie said, "Miao Jie, this has zombies, Taoist priests, exorcists, and female ghosts, and there are several big scenes. This is not a small investment!"

Yuan Zhimiao smiled and said, "Don't worry about the money. Just recruit the people. Add some kung fu comedy and supernatural elements according to this outline. The combination will definitely be a winner."

Huang Renjie glanced at his cousin beside him and asked with his eyes, "Where did this young lady come from!"

Huang Tianba responded with a look, "Just listen to her! Otherwise you will die."

Yuan Zhimiao saw clearly the little movements of the two cousins.

"The Taoist priest is the soul of the film, so we must be careful in choosing him. The era must be set in the Republic of China, and the zombies must wear the official uniforms of the Qing Dynasty."

Huang Renjie quickly responded: "Okay, Sister Miao. When will the money be brought?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? Don't you know that you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry?"

Compared to Yuan Zhimiao's rock-steady attitude, Huang Tianba and Huang Renjie felt uncertain.

Yuan Zhimiao took out the contract that Er Gouzi had prepared from her bag and said, "Look at it and sign it if there's no problem, okay?"

The two of them took a look and saw a long list of clauses in detail, which made them feel dizzy and their scalps tingle.

Seeing that the two were still not making any moves, Yuan Zhimiao said, "I will hold 70% of the shares in the early stage. If the company grows in the future, the shares can be redistributed. The remaining 30% will be divided equally between the two of you."

Huang Tianba knew that even without Yuan Zhimiao's intervention, Xinghua would not survive for long. Rather than going bankrupt, it would be better to be afraid that you, Yuan Zhimiao, would just play around.

Huang Tianba signed the document, and when he saw his cousin signing, Huang Renjie also signed.

The contract was made in three copies, one for Yuan Zhimiao and one for each of the Huang brothers.

Yuan Zhimiao stuffed it into her bag, but it had actually been transferred to the safe in the space.

"Once the document is signed, we are all in the same boat."

Huang Tianba felt like he was on a pirate ship, and the contract he just signed was more like a contract of selling himself.

"The company needs renovations, and a good store is the company's image. We also need to recruit new directors, martial arts instructors, cameramen, screenwriters, and actors. We have to do our best."

Huang Tianba originally thought that the little girl was just playing around on a whim, but he didn't expect that she was serious and had so many ideas in her mind.

Yuan Zhimiao went on to talk about her plan: "This time the movie must succeed and not fail."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, Sister Miao." Huang Tianba was very obedient.

Yuan Zhimiao said to Huang Renjie, "Brother Huang, please find a screenwriter to perfect the script according to the outline I just provided. Once it is in place, prepare to form a team to shoot. I want to see this movie before the Spring Festival."

Huang Renjie was a little confused. In the morning, the company was still immersed in the crisis of bankruptcy. Just a few hours later, it was fully recovered and he took on a job with a tight deadline.

"Can it be done?" Yuan Zhimiao asked.

Huang Renjie decided to give it a try: "Miao Jie, I can definitely do it."

Yuan Zhimiao smuggled three bundles of US dollars from her bag and said generously, "This money is for you to hire people for the renovation."

Huang Tianba was surprised that Yuan Zhimiao's small bag could hold so much money, and was even more surprised that this little girl actually carried so much money with her.

"I will give you a set of decoration drawings. Send someone to the hotel to pick it up tomorrow."

"No problem." Huang Renjie responded.

Seeing the three bundles of US dollars, Huang Renjie and Huang Tianba felt much more at ease.

The US dollars Yuan Zhimiao took out were all provided by Xue Liu in the apocalyptic plane. There were US dollars from all ages. She stored them in different categories and was not worried about being exposed. After all, the probability of encountering the same number was too low.

"I will make a five-year plan for the company, and you just need to develop according to the plan I specify. I guarantee that you will make a lot of money. You can make a lot of money by following me."

Yuan Zhimiao used his magical skill of drawing cakes.

The two brothers had never seen such a scene before. They felt that Yuan Zhimiao was emitting golden light, just like a goddess descending from the sky. They were convinced by Yuan Zhimiao, who was so rich and powerful.