Siheyuan's opening rejection of the elderly care group

"Brother He, I heard that you have a new idea," the door of He Yuzhu's office was pushed open again.

"How do you know?" He Yuzhu asked curiously as he saw Lou Xiao'e coming in.

"I just ran into people from the Dream Chasing Studio downstairs. They're the two cartoonists who drew the Transformers series for us. They looked so happy. I'm sure you said something to them again," Lou Xiao'e said with a smile.

"You have a sharp eye. I have some new ideas to expand our game business. I gave them some concepts and inspirations and asked them to draw them first," He Yuzhu was surprised to see that Lou Xiao'e had such sharp eyes.

"Brother He, since you were the one who suggested the comic, why don't you draw it yourself? You have time now anyway."

"Can they draw the same ideas as you?" Seeing that He Yuzhu had handed the comic work over to other people, Lou Xiao'e was afraid that they would not draw well and waste He Yuzhu's efforts.

"I'm not omnipotent. I can't do everything myself. After all, they are professionals, so let them paint first."

"I give them some guidance occasionally, and since they already have some ideas for drawing Transformers, they should be pretty much the same."

"Hong Kong's comics industry is booming right now, and there are always new ideas emerging. We should give young people opportunities."

"Maybe they will be better than me. Besides, our company needs to continue to expand its business in new directions and cannot rely on a single product to conquer the world."

"Especially in toy production, the toys produced now are only the Transformers series, which is very monotonous,"

"We still need to develop in a diversified way," He Yuzhu said as he poured Lou Xiaoe a cup of tea and asked her to sit down.

"If you have any new ideas, please tell me so I can hear them," Lou Xiao'e said, as if she was listening attentively.

"Okay, after our comics become popular, we can also adapt them into games, and then sell game peripherals, such as we can produce some dolls and the like."

"And I asked them to draw this comic, and there are quite a lot of different dolls in it,"

"As long as we can make these dolls very well or develop some new functions for them, our toy industry will increase some new sales,"

"A while ago, I asked an instant noodle company to make toys into cards and put them in instant noodles, and held some activities,"

"For example, collecting a set of cards can give out some novel prizes. Do you think it can be successful and boost the sales of instant noodles?"

"Look, the Doraemon dolls are selling really well. We have to keep up with them or even surpass them."

He Yuzhu told Lou Xiao'e his thoughts.

Lou Xiao'e nodded repeatedly, "Brother He, you are really smart. Just a comic book can allow you to develop so many routines. It seems that you are also a profiteer."

"Look at what you said. Just because you have too many ideas, does that make you a profiteer?" He Yuzhu said with a look of disgust.

"By the way, Xiao'e, my main business these days is focused on comics and toys, so I'll leave the rest to you,"

"So I came here to see you and took on another job for myself,"

"Okay, since Honor has already found a suitable professional manager, I will just be responsible for Hurricane Group from now on," Lou Xiao'e said, seeing that He Yuzhu was going to be a hands-off manager again.

But there was nothing she could do. The two of them had agreed that He Yuzhu would only be responsible for the general direction, and the specific work would be left to Lou Xiao'e.

"Okay, stop complaining. Those who are capable should do more work. I'll treat you to a good meal," He Yuzhu laughed and invited Lou Xiao'e to dinner.

Two days later, in a slightly shabby room, a young man was drawing something with his head down. "Liangzi, what are these things you drew in this room?" a woman's voice rang out.

"Mommy, don't call me Liangzi, call me by my full name Liu Liu Jialiang." Liu Jialiang, who was called Liangzi by his mother, was somewhat disgusted with this name.

Because he was very skinny, people always called him "handsome boy" to tease him when he was a child, so he always asked his mother to call him by his full name, but his mother sometimes forgot it.

"I'm drawing comics. Didn't I tell you that I joined a new comic company? This is the task assigned to me by my boss?"

"Then why don't you do it at the company but take it home?" the mother said with some surprise.

"I am a comic artist. When I get some inspiration, I have to draw it anytime and anywhere."

"How about you take a look at these paintings drawn by my boss?" Liu Jialiang said as he picked up a few manuscripts of Pikachu and Bulbasaur drawn by He Yuzhu and handed them to his mother.

His mother took it and looked at it carefully, then said, "It's a beautiful drawing. What kind of cartoons will they become?"

"But I don't like these. You can show them to your brother and listen to his thoughts. After all, he is just a child."

"Mommy, what you said makes sense. Jiaming, come here, I need your help with something," Liu Jialiang shouted to the outside of the door after hearing his mother's suggestion.

"What's the matter, brother?" Soon a little boy of seven or eight years old ran in.

"Take a look at these cartoons my brother drew. Do you like them?" Liu Jialiang said as he handed the cartoons in his hand to his younger brother.

After Liu Jiaming took the comic from his brother's hand and took a look at it, he immediately fell in love with the image of Pikachu and could hardly put it down.

"Brother, I like this. Did you draw this? It's so cool."

"As long as you like it, this is an idea given to me by my boss. If I asked you to buy the comics, would you buy it?" Liu Jialiang asked his younger brother.

"Of course I will go," the little boy, about seven or eight years old, nodded. His brother's expression also made Liu Jialiang full of confidence in comics.

After that, Liu Jialiang and Zhang Hui devoted themselves to the intensive creation. In addition to painting in the company, they also took time to conceive comic stories at home.

With He Yuzhu's occasional guidance, their elf world was constructed bit by bit. He Yuzhu looked at the elf world drawn by the two cartoonists in front of him.

It is more grand than the previous life, and the types of elves have increased a lot, which makes him very happy that the cartoonists under him have grown again.

As for the toy factory, He Yuzhu also began to invest people in the research and development of dolls. He Yuzhu also gradually joined in the designs of various dolls of later generations. For example, the design of Squirtle that can pee is very interesting.

Two months later, He Yuzhu came to Lou Zhenhua's villa as a guest, holding a huge doll in his hand.

Because today is Xu Xin's birthday, but Lou Xiao'e is not planning to make a big deal about it. She just asked Xu Xin to invite some of her friends and hold a birthday party for her. He Yuzhu was invited to attend.

"Uncle He, what gift did you get me today?" Xu Xin, who was already a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, was standing in the yard greeting her group of friends. When she looked up, she saw He Yuzhu holding a gift.