Huang Yuanshen also laughed intriguedly: "In the second half of this year, there are also a lot of retail investors inflows into the financial market. My wife is a stock trading company and said that this year, Mr. Wang, you are advised by you. The one who obeys the money-making year is not the time difference compared to when buying stocks before!"

"That's because Mr. Wang spoke twice, and both times were very accurate!" Hu Juesen put down the teacup in his hand and smiled: "My old man invested his pension that he had saved for several years because he listened to his friend's recommendation. Now he has more than doubled. He is very happy."

After hearing them holding them with each word, Wang Zhongcang couldn't help but feel a little hot.

In fact, none of these are his credit, they are systematic.

However, he could not deny or explain, so he could only smile: "This is a good thing! Like an excellent doctor, financial genius always relies on practical operations to hone his level. If he does not enter actual combat, he will never be able to feel the heartbeat when using large amounts of funds to win or lose."

So, he never felt it.

The system suddenly spoke: "When do you want to give it a try?"

Wang Zhongcang quickly denied it in his heart: "Just have you all."

Hu Juesen and Huang Yuanshen nodded in recognition for a while: "Yes, just like every time we finish filming a drama, on the day when it faces the world, we all can't help but feel nervous, worried that its ratings and box office are the same."

"This has nothing to do with whether we are serious or not. I believe that no matter who among us is, when we are preparing to shoot TV series and movies, we are very serious and have never thought about filming multiple dramas. But many times, we cannot completely understand the direction of the market.

Lin Xinhua, who had never spoken, sighed at this time, "Yes, the future is not predictable. It's just that we humans are trying to use various rational means to make the results of our work closer to expectations. The more serious and logical the works will be more recognized by humans and the better the results will be."

"But there is too much uncertainty in the financial market. It is difficult to find a rule of victory from it. So, Mr. Wang, your ability is admired by many of us and almost admired it."

Why are we talking about the financial market again?

Wang Zhongcang Cang was speechless, but when he met Lin Xinhua's gaze, he thought to himself, perhaps the words he said about Fu Yao's future chairman just now touched Lin Xinhua.

This rich young man who loves acting will never have no idea about the business his father founded.

Or, deep down, he also hopes that one day his descendants can take over Fu Yao's control from their descendants?

Thinking of this, Wang Zhongcang said meaningfully: "In fact, in the financial market, the more funds, the more courageous they are, the more they can persevere to the end. What it competes for is madness and confidence, just like the army."

He changed the topic again: "Producer Huang, Director Hu, how much money do you plan to invest in doctor dramas?"

"We expect it to be two, one TV series and one movie. There are many doctor novels that have become popular on the Internet this year, including many professionals who write them. We will choose from them. The investment of each movie will not be less than 300 million." Huang Yuanshen said seriously: "And the proportion of actors' pay will not exceed 20%.

Wang Zhongcang was surprised this time: "So low? Then don't you plan to use traffic stars?"

"There will be a salary limit order in the future. Instead of getting into a thunder and then changing it, it is better to find a way to avoid it now." Hu Juesen lowered his voice: "Besides, many third-tier actors do not have bad acting skills, but have no chance. Moreover, from the perspective of the profession of doctors, those who can become chief doctors will take the lead in at least after their thirties, and those high-paying young and handsome actors are not suitable."

Wang Zhongcang nodded understandingly and looked at Lin Xinhua beside him: "Then you have to work hard and continue to improve your acting skills to see if you can be the second or third male in this doctor drama."

"If his acting skills are good and his image is in line with the theme of the male lead of the doctor script we chose, it is not impossible for him to be the first male." Hu Juesen said hurriedly: "Xinhua is now a little bit of a calmness as a mature man in his thirties."

Wang Zhongcang immediately joked: "Yes, he is a few years older than me. If it were me, it would definitely not work!"

"Mr. Wang can play the role of the interpreter, the financial director, or the financial genius. I believe there must be no problem." Huang Yuanshen smiled sleekly.

He also agreed in his heart that playing a powerful doctor with Wang Zhongcang's age will make professional doctors lose their drama.

The biggest problem is age, because professional doctors graduate at least five years, some even eight years, while Wang Zhongcang only graduated from undergraduate studies for four years this year.

Of course, if Wang Zhongcang is willing to act in a few more years, this kind of non-contradictory situation will not exist.

"Forget acting, it's enough for us, Fu Yao and Xinhua alone, so I'll do my financial career." Wang Zhongcang understood Huang Yuanshen's voice and smiled and expressed his opinion: "Acting is Xinhua's hobby, not mine."

"It's enough to have Mr. Lin as a representative at the moment." Huang Yuanshen's joke was just enough: "If you two come to shoot movies and TV series now, I guess the other shareholders of Fuyao will jump!"

...

Huang Yuanshen and his friends invited Wang Zhongcang's family to dinner tonight, on the one hand, to keep in touch with each other, to finalize the next cooperation. Now both parties have completed it, so there is no further talk about business affairs, just to eat and drink.

Because Lan Feiyan was there, the dinner ended relatively early and ended at around nine o'clock.

Because it was closed training, Lin Xinhua obediently followed Huang Yuanshen back to the crew.

On the way back to the villa, Lan Feiyan asked Wang Zhongcang gently: "Is the truth about the chairman you told Xinhua that you gave up to you before?"

"Yes!" Wang Zhongcang did not deny: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. I will only be responsible for cultivating my children and grandchildren into talents. As for their hobbies, they are independent individuals after all, and I don't want to interfere."

"Besides, Fuyao's investment accounts for the largest number of investments in my industry now, but I am only in my twenties. Who can guarantee that I will have no better investment projects than it in the future? You don't have to be upset."

Lan Feiyan chuckled: "When you said this, Xinhua's eyes lit up. He was still a little conscientious."

"Oh, if he is indifferent, he is not conscience?" Wang Zhongcang asked with a laugh.

"Can you say that his father has worked hard on the company, he has not enjoyed any benefit from it? If he has a conscience, he will have feelings for Fuyao." Lan Feiyan said seriously: "Although he cannot snatch Fuyao's throne from you due to his ability, I believe that when he gets married and has the next generation, whenever possible, Mrs. Lin will talk about this and strive to cultivate his next generation in this regard."

Wang Zhongcang smiled: "This may not be necessary. Or, Mrs. Lin thinks that as long as the money their Lin family earns in Fuyao is not worse than when Chairman Lin was alive, and the level of respect in society may be higher. Why would they keep letting our Wang family's children take power?"

"After all, what they should ask for is the word "wealth". As long as they ask for is wealth, if Sister Lingling really marrys into the Lin family in the future, she will not be too psychologically excluded."

After all, behind Wang Lingling is not just Wang Zhongcang. She is also the only beloved daughter of a department-level official in Kyoto's real power department.

Wang Zhongheng is still young, and in a few more years, he is likely to take over as the top leader of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Low-level officials in the local area may experience the resignation of their posts and their tea is cold, but there will be no such problem among high-level officials in Beijing.

This is Wang Lingling's confidence.

The Wang family is just not rich, but it can be called expensive.

The Lin family used to be rich at most, but they were not related to the noble.

Wang Zhongcang gently patted Lan Feiyan on the shoulder: "However, with my words, Mrs. Lin's attitude towards Sister Lingling will definitely be much better."

"You are so generous!" Lan Feiyan said helplessly: "Is it because Fu Yao was not founded by you, even if you give up the throne of the chairman, you won't regret it?"

"Maybe! The company I founded by myself has not yet fully developed, so I'm not sure if it's because of this." Wang Zhongcang shrugged: "But, this is not important, right?"

Lan Feiyan thought for a while and laughed: "That's right, it doesn't matter. Anyway, when I met you, I didn't know that you were Fuyao's largest shareholder."

At that time, I was just a pauper and not Fuyao's biggest shareholder.

Wang Zhongcang thought to himself, but he was too lazy to explain.

Just keep an unfathomable image!

In fact, in Wang Zhongcang's eyes, none of the companies he currently holds shares can give him a different look.

In management, he is basically a manager who is only responsible for paying money.

"Perhaps, deep down, I don't have any special desire to start a company and watch a young company grow gradually? I'm really just purely interested in finance?"

This thought flashed through Wang Zhongcang's mind.

Back in the villa, when he went into the bathroom to take a bath, Lan Feiyan thought about it, but in the end she called Yan Xiaoxia's cell phone and told Wang Zhongcang about Chairman Fuyao's sovereignty tonight.

What surprised Lan Feiyan was that although Yan Xiaoxia was unexpected on her phone, she was not nervous. Instead, she felt relieved: "He said this? Then I feel relieved. At least Chairman Lin's death really has nothing to do with him!"

Lan Feiyan was stunned: "Mom, why do you feel this way?"

"In private, some people were talking about this, and my father and I accidentally heard it. Besides, Zhong Cang did change too much in those months, and many relatives and friends who were familiar with him were surprised." Yan Xiaoxia sighed on her phone: "Some people are always jealous and gossiping. Although your father and I know that he is not such a person, we are afraid that others around him will not think so."

"Actually, your father and I have also discussed it. Since he can spend money to buy Fuyao's shares, he can also spend money to buy shares of other listed companies. Therefore, it doesn't matter which company he is the chairman. What's important is that he can always use money calmly instead of being controlled by money. As long as he can always maintain your current level of life, as long as others always respect him, believe in him, and are willing to listen to his opinions, then it doesn't matter whether he is the chairman."

Lan Feiyan was quite moved: "Mom...you and dad are so enlightened!"

"We are old and can't control him anymore. Besides, he has always had a very positive idea and rarely listens to our opinions. Your father and I believe that since he can go from nothing to the present level, then we must believe that he has the ability to keep everything right now. Besides, you are always reminding him by his side." Yan Xiaoxia smiled gently on her phone: "We hope you two can have a baby sooner now."

Lan Feiyan was suddenly helpless: "Mom, since we have no health problems, then this may really be God's intention, it depends on fate..."

...

When Wang Zhongcang came out of the bathroom, he saw Lan Feiyan's expression was a little strange.

"What's wrong?" Wang Zhongcang asked while wiping his wet hair with a dry towel.

"I just told your mother about your attitude towards Fu Yao, but your mother said they didn't care." Lan Feiyan looked at him carefully: "You won't blame me, do you?"

"Why should I blame you?" Wang Zhongcang was slightly stunned, and then laughed: "Just say it! This proves that you are a qualified daughter-in-law. I think if it were someone else's wife, you would definitely call your parents' home as soon as possible, not mother-in-law, right?"

Lan Feiyan was stunned, then became proud: "Yes! I didn't even think about telling my mother about this!"

"Because you think this is the business of the Wang family, not the business of the Lan family!" Wang Zhongcang gently put his shoulders on her: "Come on, I'll love you!"

The two of them kissed sweetly, and Lan Feiyan happily pushed him away: "Okay, I'll go take a shower!"

...

No one knew that Lin Xinhua was still tossing and turning in the hotel room assigned to him by the crew, thinking about what Wang Zhongcang said at the dinner party.

"He probably didn't lie to me. His net worth may be even larger than I thought, so he doesn't care about Fu Yao's control. Now he only wants to be good-looking in terms of face?"

"Then he introduced Lingling to me, he should just simply want to find a reliable man for her who can provide her with a rich life? He didn't want to differentiate my intentions with gentle means?"

Unfortunately, although he lived in a hotel, his mobile phone was confiscated and his landline was not connected. Although Lin Xinhua was excited and nervous, he could not convey the news to his mother immediately.

So, after a while, he was walking around the room and suppressed all his excitement and excitement and hesitation.
Chapter completed!